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Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord!

Author: Thomas Raffles Hymnal: Church Book #489 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord! On Thee I fix my trust, Encouraged by Thy holy Word, A feeble child of dust. I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea; And 'tis enough my Saviour died, My Saviour died for me. 2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy-seat, My hope within the veil. From strife of tongues and bitter words My spirit flies to Thee: Joy to my heart the thought affords, My Saviour died for me. 3 'Mid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain: Ah, what could give the sufferer rest, Bid every murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me? 4 And when Thy awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sands, Is ebbing fast away, Then, though it be in accents weak, And faint and tremblingly, O give me strength in death to speak, "My Saviour died for me." Topics: The Cross and Comfort; The Cross and Comfort In General Need; Lent, First Sunday; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty First Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old

Author: Edward Hayes Plumptre, 1821-1891 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #567 (1985) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old was strong to heal and save; it triumphed o'er disease and death, o'er darkness and the grave. To thee they went, the blind, the deaf, the palsied, and the lame, the leper set apart and shunned, the sick with fevered frame. 2 And lo! thy touch brought life and health, gave hearing, strength, and sight; and youth renewed and frenzy calmed owned thee, the Lord of light: and now, O Lord, be near to bless, almighty as of yore, in crowded street, by restless couch, as by Gennesaret's shore. 3 Be thou our great deliverer still, thou Lord of life and death; restore and quicken, soothe and bless, with thine almighty breath: to hands that work and eyes that see, give wisdom's heavenly lore, that whole and sick, and weak and strong, may praise thee evermore. Topics: Christian Responsibility Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Jehovah Ray Malala o

Hymnal: Protestant Madagascar Hymnal, 2001 #611a (2001) Languages: Malagasy Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

He cometh not a king to reign

Author: J. G. Whittier Hymnal: Sunday School Service Book and Hymnal #89 (1885) Languages: English Tune Title: WHITTIER

O Lord, turn not Thy face away

Author: J. Marckant Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #470 (1913) Lyrics: 1 O Lord, turn not Thy face away From them that lowly lie, Lamenting sore their sinful life, With tears and bitter cry. Thy mercy gates are open wide To them that mourn their sin; O shut them not against us, Lord, But let us enter in. 2 We need not to confess our fault, For surely Thou canst tell; What we have done, and what we are, Thou knowest very well. Wherefore, to beg and to entreat, With tears we come to Thee, As children that have done amiss Fall at their father's knee. 3 And need we, then, O Lord, repeat The blessing which we crave, When Thou dost know, before we speak, The thing that we would have? Mercy, O Lord, we mercy ask, This is the total sum; For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer; O let Thy mercy come! Topics: The Church Year Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity Tune Title: [O Lord, turn not Thy face away]

Behold the western evening light

Author: W. B. O. Peabody Hymnal: The Standard Church Hymnal #471 (1888) Languages: English Tune Title: MY REFUGE

To heaven I lift my waiting eyes

Hymnal: Urania #170 (1761) Lyrics: 1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes. There all my hopes are laid, the Lord that built the earth and skyes is my perpetuahl aid. 2 Their feet shall never slide or fall, whom he designs to keep; His ear attends the softest call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 He will sustain our feeble powers, With his Almighty arm, And watch our most unguarded hours, Against invading harm. 4 Israel rejoice and rest secure, Thy keeper is the Lord; His wakefull eyes employ his pow'r, For thine eternal guard 5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, Shall have his leave to smile; He shields thy head from burning noon From blasting damps at night. 6 He guards the soul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come; Go and return secure from death, Till God commands thee home. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATHEW'S

Thou art my hiding place, O Lord!

Hymnal: Hymnal and Canticles of the Protestant Episcopal Church with Music (Gilbert & Goodrich) #253 (1883) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Visitation of the Sick Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEWS

I heard the voice of Jesus say

Hymnal: Hymnal and Canticles of the Protestant Episcopal Church with Music (Gilbert & Goodrich) #528b (1883) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEWS