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Blest News! To Us A Child Is Born

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9460 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Blest news! To us a child is born, To us a son is given; Emmanuel He, the God with us, The choicest gift of Heaven. 2 With transport view this wondrous Child, Of purest virgin born; In your best songs the titles sing Which His great name adorn. 3 The brightest rays of heavenly truth From Him reflected shine; The Father’s wisdom dwells in Him, Our counselor divine. 4 To universal empire born, The charge He well sustains; Nations rejoice, the mighty Lord, Your king Messiah reigns. 5 With growing honors He shall sit On David’s ancient throne; There shall He ever reign, and thence Shall make His justice known. 6 Lord of the future glorious age By Heaven’s unchanged decree; Gentiles and Jews shall own His sway, And angels bow the knee. 7 Blest news! to us a child is born; The Prince of Peace is given; He brings down heavenly peace to earth, And makes our peace with Heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

When Men, Pretending To Be Wise

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9464 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When men, pretending to be wise, Forsook plain nature’s rule, Their minds in endless mazes lost, The man became the fool. 2 Tho’ nature showed the One supreme, Fancy soon marred her book; And for the God that made the world, His various works mistook. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, are first adored, Then man is made divine; Each people form their guardian god, And bow before his shrine. 4 The nations still more stupid grow, And turn to very stocks; The learned Egyptian’s god behold, It is a grazing ox. 5 Blush, Israel, blush, the chosen seed Into like madness run; Israel first saved, then bid to hear The Lord their God was one. 6 Their gods above, and gods below, Let heathen nations frame; One is our God, and Father, too, Jehovah is His name. Languages: English Tune Title: DALEHURST

Upon Judea's Midnight Plains

Author: Thomas L. Harris Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9467 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Upon Judea’s midnight plains Lyrics: 1 Upon Judea’s midnight plains The shepherds watched of old; When lo! from Heaven, seraphic strains Of joy and triumph rolled. 2 Now dawns the blissful advent morn, With loving voice they sing. Today, to all mankind, is born A Savior and a King. 3 Still, still, ’tis ours the hymn to hear That swept o’er Israel’s plain. Loud swells the anthem—sphere to sphere In joy repeats the strain. 4 Where’er Thy Spirit, Lord, is shrined, The inward Christ is born; The angel strains in heart and mind Proclaim the advent morn. Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH

Long Has Divine Compassion Strove

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9474 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Long has divine compassion strove With this rebellious land; O justice, long has pleading love Withheld thy dreadful hand. 2 At lengths, ye people, lift your eyes, Your crimes no more pursue; Behold the gathering tempest rise, And tremble at the view! 3 See, fraught with vengeance, how it spreads! To mercy instant fly; E’er yet it burst upon your heads, Repent, repent—or die. 4 Late raging storm, ’twas mercy stayed, Her voice destruction heard, Th’impetuous winds her voice obeyed, And awful justice spared. 5 Shall every warning be in vain Your ruin to prevent? Indulgent mercy calls again, Return, repent! repent! 6 The voice, ye people, hear with awe, O hear, and turn to God; Lest mercy, long abused, withdraw, And leave you to the rod. 7 Almighty God, Thy powerful grace Can change us, and forgive; Can save a guilty rebel race, And say, Repent, and live. 8 O let Thy powerful grace appear, And justice sheath her sword; Then shall a rescued nation fear And love and praise the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR

Dear Refuge Of My Weary Soul

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9476 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Dear refuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise, On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 While hope revives, though pressed with fear And I can say My God, Beneath Thy feet I spread my cares, And pour my woes abroad. 3 To Thee I tell each rising grief, For Thou alone canst heal; Thy Word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 4 But oh! when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call Thee mine; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 5 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust, And still my soul would cleave to Thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 6 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 7 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner’s prayer; O may I ever find a place To breathe my sorrows there. 8 Thy mercy seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend Thy will, And wait beneath Thy feet. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. COLUMBA

When Blooming Youth Is Snatched Away

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9477 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When blooming youth is snatched away, By death’s resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, impressed With awful power—I too must die— Sink deep in every breast. 3 Let this vain world engage no more; Behold the gaping tomb! It bids us seize the present hour, Tomorrow, death may come. 4 The voice of this alarming scene, May every heart obey, Nor be the heavenly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose powerful arm can save; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o’er the grave. 6 Great God, Thy sovereign grace impart, With cleansing, healing power; This only can prepare the heart, For death’s surprising hour. Languages: English Tune Title: EVAN

From Thee, My God, All Blessings Spring

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9478 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 From Thee, my God, all blessings spring, To Thee my life I owe; My lungs by Thee were bid to heave, My feet were taught to go. 2 Thy wool me clothes, Thy bread I eat, Thy streams my thirst allay: Each night Thou spread’st a tent around, Kind guardian through the day. 3 A friend, that medicine sweet of life, To Thee, my God, I owe: Health, credit, liberty, and peace All from Thy bounty flow. 4 Author of good! I praise Thy name, On Thee I still depend: Give me this day my daily bread, All needful blessings send. 5 If more Thou giv’st, I thank Thee, Lord; If less, still kind Thou art: Content with this, may I secure That sure and better part. 6 Next to Thy right may I have claim To all that I call mine; My honest labors prosper, Lord, Thus give me that is Thine. 7 All anxious cares that wound my peace, Lord, banish from my breast; The future I would leave with Thee, For Thou wilt do the best. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

The Promised Land

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9479 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Far from these narrow scenes of night Lyrics: 1 Far from these narrow scenes of night Unbounded glories rise, And realms of infinite delight Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Far distant land—could mortal eyes But half its joys explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more! 3 There pain and sickness never come, And grief no more complains! Health triumphs in immortal bloom, And endless pleasure reigns! 4 From discord free and war’s alarms, And want and pining care, Plenty and peace unite their charms, And smile unchanging there. 5 There rich varieties of joy, Continual feast the mind; Pleasures which fill, but never cloy, Immortal and refined! 6 No factious strife, no envy there, The sons of peace molest, But harmony and love sincere, Fill every happy breast. 7 No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair! For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. 8 There no alternate night is known, Nor sun’s faint sickly ray; But glory from the sacred throne Spreads everlasting day. 9 That glorious Monarch there displays His beams of wondrous grace; His happy subjects sing His praise, And bow before His face. 10 O may the heavenly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith and strong desire Bear every thought above. 11 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For Thy bright courts on high; Then bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. Languages: English Tune Title: GRÄFENBERG

Alas, What Hourly Dangers Rise!

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9482 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Alas, what hourly dangers rise! What snares beset my way! To Heav’n O let me lift my eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears! My weak resistance, ah, how vain! How strong my foes and fears! 3 My gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid, Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail; And bear my fainting spirit up; Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene’er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside, My God, Thy powerful aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 6 O keep me in Thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee, And let me never, never stray From happiness and Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: BALLERMA

When I Survey Life's Varied Scene

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9483 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When I survey life’s varied scene Lyrics: 1 When I survey life’s varied scene, Amid the darkest hours, Sweet rays of comfort shine between, And thorns are mixed with flowers. 2 Lord, teach me to adore Thy hand, From whence my comforts flow, And let me in this desert land A glimpse of Canaan know. 3 Is health and ease my happy share? O may I bless my God; Thy kindness let my songs declare, And spread Thy praise abroad. 4 While such delightful gifts as these Are kindly dealt to me, Be all my hours of health and ease Devoted, Lord, to Thee. 5 In griefs and pains Thy sacred Word (Dear solace of my soul!) Celestial comforts can afford, And all their power control. 6 When present sufferings pain my heart, Or future terrors rise, And light and hope almost depart, From these dejected eyes, 7 Thy powerful Word supports my hope, Sweet cordial of the mind, And bears my fainting spirit up, And bids me wait resigned. 8 And, O, whate’er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign hand denies, Accepted at Thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise; 9 ‟Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessings of Thy grace impart, And let me live to Thee. 10 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine, My path of life attend; Thy presence through my journey shine, And bless its happy end." Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI