Please give today to support Hymnary.org during one of only two fund drives we run each year. Each month, Hymnary serves more than 1 million users from around the globe, thanks to the generous support of people like you, and we are so grateful.

Tax-deductible donations can be made securely online using this link.

Alternatively, you may write a check to CCEL and mail it to:
Christian Classics Ethereal Library, 3201 Burton SE, Grand Rapids, MI 49546

Instance Results

In:instances
Tune Identifier:"^maitland_allen$"

Planning worship? Check out our sister site, ZeteoSearch.org, for 20+ additional resources related to your search.
Showing 291 - 300 of 671Results Per Page: 102050
TextAudio

Father, I Long, I Faint To See

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9994 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father, I long, I faint to see The place of Thine abode; I’d leave Thine earthly courts, and flee Up to Thy seat, my God! 2 Here I behold Thy distant face, And ’tis a pleasing sight; But to abide in Thine embrace Is infinite delight. 3 I’d part with all the joys of sense To gaze upon Thy throne; Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence, Unspeakable, unknown. 4 There all the heav’nly hosts are seen, In shining ranks they move, And drink immortal vigor in With wonder and with love. 5 Then at Thy feet with awful fear Th’ adoring armies fall; With joy they shrink to nothing there, Before th’ eternal All. 6 There I would vie with all the host In duty and in bliss; While "less than nothing" I could boast, And "vanity confess." 7 The more Thy glories strike mine eyes The humbler I shall lie; Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise Unmeasurably high. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

He Who On Earth As Man Was Known

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10315 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 He who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains; Now, seated on th’eternal throne, The God of glory reigns. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide With an unerring skill; And countless worlds extended wide, Obey His sovereign will. 3 While harps unnumbered sound His praise, In yonder world above; His saints on earth admire His ways, And glory in His love. 4 His righteousness, to faith revealed, Wrought out for guilty worms, Affords a hiding place and shield, From enemies and storms. 5 This land, through which His pilgrims go, Is desolate and dry; But streams of grace from Him o’erflow Their thirst to satisfy. 6 When troubles, like a burning sun, Beat heavy on their head; To this almighty Rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. 7 How glorious He! how happy they In such a glorious friend! Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

How Shall I Look Upon That Brow?

Author: K. Y. Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10796 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How shall I look upon that brow Lyrics: 1 How shall I look upon that brow, O crowned with thorns for me? How shall I lift my sinful eyes, Those glorious eyes to see? 2 How shall I dare to look upon The piercèd hands and feet, When all the dead in Christ shall rise Their risen Lord to meet? 3 How shall I venture, holy Lord, To come before Thee now, All stained with sin my evil heart, Its mark upon my brow? 4 My waywardness, my willfulness, The sins I dare not name, Gave to the Lord of Life His death, The Lord of Glory shame. 5 The lame and blind were hated then Of holy David’s soul; They came to Thee in temple, Lord, And Thou didst make them whole. 6 The leper dared not sit or rest Where trace of man had been; Yet didst Thou deign, all merciful, To touch, and make him clean. 7 From some the righteous pure will shrink, And shun their face to see, But harlot and the publican Thou calledst unto Thee. 8 And when Thy blessèd hands were pierced, Upon the bitter tree, Even in that hour of agony, Thou thought with love of me. 9 Alas! I knew not what I did, I know not what I do, When by my sins I crucify The Son of God anew. 10 I only know that I am vile, More vile than words can say, But know that Jesus did not will The worst be cast away. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

In Mercy, Not In Wrath, Rebuke

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12038 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke Thy feeble worm, my God! My spirit dreads Thine angry look, And trembles at Thy rod. 2 Have mercy, Lord, for I am weak, Regard my heavy groans; O let Thy voice of comfort speak, And heal my broken bones! 3 By day my busy beating head Is filled with anxious fears; By night, upon my restless bed, I weep a flood of tears. 4 Thus desolate I sit and mourn, Mine eyes grow dull with grief; How long, my Lord, ere Thou return, And bring my soul relief? 5 O come and show Thy power to save, And spare my fainting breath; For who can praise Thee in the grave, Or sing Thy name in death? 6 Hear Satan, cruel and envious foe, Insult me in my pain; He smiles to see me brought so low, And tells me hope is vain. 7 But hence, thou enemy, depart! Nor tempt me to despair; My Savior comes to cheer my heart, The Lord has heard my prayer. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

When Any Turn From Zion's Way

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13048 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When any turn from Zion’s way Lyrics: 1 When any turn from Zion’s way, (Alas! what numbers do!) Methinks I hear my Savior say, "Wilt thou forsake Me too?" 2 Ah Lord! with such a heart as mine, Unless Thou hold me fast; I feel I must, I shall decline, And prove like them at last. 3 Yet Thou alone hast power, I know, To save a wretch like me; To whom, or whither, could I go, If I should turn from Thee? 4 Beyond a doubt I rest assured Thou art the Christ of God; Who hast eternal life secured By promise and by blood. 5 The help of men and angels joined, Could never reach my case; Nor can I hope relief to find, But in Thy boundless grace. 6 No voice but Thine can give me rest, And bid my fears depart; No love but Thine can make me blest, And satisfy my heart. 7 What anguish has that question stirred, If I will also go? Yet, Lord, relying on Thy Word, I humbly answer, "No!" Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

Thy Greatness, Lord

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16103 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thy great­ness, Lord, what thought can reach Lyrics: 1 Thy great­ness, Lord, what thought can reach, What mor­tal tongue can tell? Thy throne is fixed, Thy pow­er ex­tends, O’er Hea­ven and earth and hell. 2 Who can evade or who resist, The ven­geance of a God? Thy wrath vin­dict­ive, once pro­voked, Spreads ter­ror all abroad. 3 The wide do­min­ion and the pow­er, The so­ve­reign­ty is Thine; ‘Tis Thine the uni­verse to rule, With majes­ty di­vine. 4 To Thee, by all the hosts of Hea­ven, By all the hu­man race, Be ev­er­last­ing ho­nors given, And uni­ver­sal praise. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

'Tis Good, Beyond All Other Good

Author: James Holme Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16262 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: ’Tis good, be­yond all oth­er good Lyrics: 1 ’Tis good, be­yond all oth­er good, To dai­ly live in pray­er, To rear an al­tar to our God, And meet re­joic­ing there. 2 No nob­ler, no more cheer­ing sight In this dark world we see Than when a house­hold all unite In fer­vent pi­ety. 3 The Chris­tian’s heart is Je­sus’ throne, His home is Je­sus’, too, He is not left an hour alone, But still in Je­sus’ view. 4 Sweet home where fel­low­ship divine The soul with grace sup­plies, Such home, O God, be ev­er mine, And mine such hal­lowed joys. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

Thou Only Couldst, Great Three In One

Author: James Holme Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16269 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thou on­ly couldst, great Three in One Lyrics: 1 Thou on­ly couldst, great Three in One, Salvation’s scheme con­trive, Reveal a Sav­ior to atone And bid dead souls re­vive. 2 ’Tis Thine alone, O God of Love, With our hard hearts to strive. Make dark­ness from the mind re­move, And light and hope re­vive. 3 Be this, O Lord, a quick­en­ing hour, Hell of its prey de­prive, Convert us by Thy so­ve­reign pow­er, And Thy own work re­vive. 4 When plea­sure’s wiles, or earth-born fear Our souls to sin would drive, Let Thy own light of truth ap­pear And our weak faith re­vive. 5 O Lord, the pow­ers of death de­stroy That with our sins con­nive; Fill us with soul-ex­alt­ing joy, And Heav’n-born peace re­vive. 6 Jesus, our bro­ther and high priest, Is ev­er­more alive. By Him from guilt and and grief re­leased May we thro’ grace re­vive. 7 From strength to strength may we pro­ceed, Till all in Heav’n ar­rive; And from each earth­ly tram­mel freed Like Thy own self re­vive. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

Children Of Zion, Know Your King

Author: James Montgomery, 1771-1854, alt. Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16325 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Children of Zi­on, know your King Lyrics: 1 Children of Zi­on, know your King, Your own Mes­si­ah hail: Hosanna in His tem­ple sing, For He hath rent the veil. 2 Himself the sac­ri­fice for sin, As your High-Priest He died; With His own blood, He en­tered in— Behold Him cru­ci­fied! 3 Behold Him on the mer­cy seat, High in the ho­li­est place; Now cast your­selves be­fore His feet, Then rise to see His face. 4 That face with re­con­cil­ing beams Shines forth up­on you all; No long­er mourn by Ba­bel’s streams, He calls you—hear His call. 5 So shall your hearts with­in you burn; While guid­ed by His voice, With songs to Zi­on you return, And in your God re­joice, 6 At His great name, bow ev­ery knee; Let ev­ery tongue con­fess Christ, whom your fa­thers slew, is he, The Lord your Right­eous­ness. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
TextAudio

Arise And Shine, Your Light Is Come

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16415 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Arise and shine, your light is come, Fair is­lands of the West! Awake and sing, once deaf and dumb, Now is­lands of the blest. 2 Shine, for the glo­ry of the Lord Your cor­al reefs sur­rounds: Sing, for the trum­pet of His word O’er all your ocean sounds. 3 Poor Af­ri­ca! through thy waste sands, Where Cal­va­ry’s fount­ain flows, Deserts be­come Im­man­uel’s lands, And blos­som like the rose. 4 India, be­neath the char­iot wheels Of Jug­ger­naut o’er­thrown, Thy heart a quick­en­ing spir­it feels, A pulse beats through the stone. 5 O China! see thy quak­ing wall: Foredoomed by Heav’n’s de­cree, A hand is writ­ing on it— "Fall!" A voice goes forth— "Be free!" 6 Ye pa­gan tribes! of ev­ery race, Clime, coun­try, lang­uage, hue, Believe, ob­ey, be saved by grace, The Gos­pel speaks to you. 7 Father of lights! Thy will be done Here, as by saints ab­ove; Give earth’s whole em­pire to Thy Son, For He must reign in love. 8 Reign, till be­neath His feet, all foes Forever van­quished lie; And the last judg­ment’s sen­tence close The book of pro­phe­cy. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND

Pages


Export as CSV
It looks like you are using an ad-blocker. Ad revenue helps keep us running. Please consider white-listing Hymnary.org or getting Hymnary Pro to eliminate ads entirely and help support Hymnary.org.