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Not for the dead in Christ we weep

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #261 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Not for the dead in Christ we weep; Their sorrows now are o'er' The sea is clam, the tempest past, On that eternal shore. 2 Their peace is seal'd, their rest is sure, Within that better home; A while we weep and linger here, Then follow to the tomb. 3 And though no vision'd dream of bliss Nor trance of rapture show Where, on the bosom of their God, They rest from human woe; 4 Jesus! our shadowy path illume, And teach the chasten'd mind To welcome all that's left of good, To all that's lost resign'd. Topics: Offices of the Church Burial of the Dead Languages: English
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Safe Home, safe Home in port!

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #262 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Safe Home, safe Home in port! Rent cordage, shattered deck, Torn sails, provisions short, And only not a wreck: But O the joy upon the shore To tell our voyage perils o’er! 2 The prize, the prize secure! The warrior nearly fell; Bare all he could endure, And bare not always well: But he may smile at troubles gone Who sets the victor-garland on! 3 No more the foe can harm No more of leaguer'd camp, And cry of night alarm, And need of ready lamp: And yet how nearly he had fail'd,— How nearly had that foe prevail'd! 4 The lamb is in the fold In perfect safety penn'd: The lion once had hold, And thought to make an end; But One came by with wounded Side, And for the sheep the Shepherd died. Topics: Offices of the Church Burial of the Dead Languages: English
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Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #263 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled Now Thy little lamb's brief weeping: Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild, In its narrow bed 't is sleeping, And no sign of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. 2 In this world of care and pain, Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; To the sunny, heavenly plain Thou dost now with joy receive it; Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with Thee in light. 3 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we Where it lives may soon be living, And the lovely pastures see That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove, Tho' Thou take what most we love. Topics: Offices of the Church Burial of the Dead Languages: English
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My soul, with grateful thoughts of love

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #264 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My soul with grateful thoughts of love Entirely is possess'd, Because the Lord vouchsafed to hear The voice of my request. 2 Since He has now His ear inclined, I never will despair; But still in each event of life To Him address my prayer. Topics: Offices of the Church Churching Office Languages: English
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Fierce was the wild billow

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #265 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Fierce was the wild billow, Dark was the night, Oars laboured heavily, Foam glimmered white; Mariners trembled, Peril was nigh! Then said the God of God, "Peace! It is I!" 2 Ridge of the mountain-wave, Lower thy crest! Wail of tempest-wind, Be thou at rest: Peril can never be— Sorrow must fly— Where saith the Light of Light, "Peace! It is I!" 3 Jesu, Deliverer, Come Thou to me: Soothe Thou my voyaging Over life’s sea: Thou, when the storm of death Roars, sweeping by, Whisper—O Truth of Truth— "Peace! It is I!" Topics: Offices of the Church For Those at Sea Languages: English
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When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #266 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 When throughout the torn sail the wild tempest is streming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker: "Save, Lord, or we perish." 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from Thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries in his anguish, "Save, Lord, or we perish." 3 And, O, when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When sin in our hearts its wild warfare is waging, Then send down Thy Spirit Thy redeemèd to cherish, Rebuke the destroyer: "Save, Lord, or we perish." Topics: Offices of the Church For Those at Sea Languages: English
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Eternal Father, strong to save

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #267 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Eternal Father! strong to save, Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, Who bid'st the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep: O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea. 2 O Christ! Whose voice the waters heard And hushed their raging at Thy word, Who walkedest on the foaming deep, And calm amidst its rage didst sleep; O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea. 3 Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood Upon the chaos dark and rude, And bid its angry tumult cease, And give for wild confusion, peace; O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea. 4 O Trinity of love and power! Our brethren shield in danger's hour; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go: Thus evermore shall rise to Thee Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. Topics: Offices of the Church For Those at Sea Languages: English
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O thou who didst prepare

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #268 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Thou Who didst prepare The ocean's sounding deep, And bid the gath'ring waters there In mighty concourse sweep: 2 Toss'd in our reeling bark On this tumultuous sea, Thy wondrous ways, O Lord, we mark, And lift our hearts to Thee. 3 Jesus is nigh, Who trod Of old that foaming spray, Whose billows own'd th'incarnate God, And died in calm away. 4 Though swells the threatening tide, Mounting to heaven above, We know in Whom our souls confide, And fearless trust His love. Topics: Offices of the Church For Those at Sea Languages: English
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Lord, for the just thou dost provide

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #269 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, for the just Thou dost provide, Thou art their sure defence; Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 Though they through foreign lands should roam, And breathe the tainted air In burning climates, far from home, Yet Thou, their Gad, art there. 3 Thy goodness sweetens every soil, makes every country please; Thou on the snowy hills dost smile, And smooth'st the rugged seas. 4 When waves on waves, to heaven uprear'd, Defied the pilots' art; When terror in each face appear'd, And sorrow in each heart; 5 To Thee I raised my humble prayer, To snatch me from the grave: I found Thine ear not slow to hear, Nor short Thine arm to save. 6 Thou gav'st the word, the winds did cease, The storms obey'd Thy will, The raging sea was hush'd in peace, And every wave was still. 7 For this, my life, in every state, A life of praise shall be; And death, when death shall be my fate. Shall join my soul to Thee. Topics: Offices of the Church For Those at Sea Languages: English
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Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #270 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high, And Thine ordainèd servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 2 Within Thy temple when they stand, To teach the truth as taught by Thee, Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand, Let all Thy Church's pastors be. 3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness and meekness from above, To bear Thy people in their heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love; 4 To love, and pray, and never faint, By day and night their guard to keep, To warn the sinner, form the saint, To feed Thy lambs, and fold Thy sheep. 5 So, when their work is finish'd here, They may in hope their charge resign; So, when their Master shall appear, They may with crowns of glory shine. Topics: Offices of the Church Ordination or Institution of Ministers Languages: English

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