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Behold a host, arrayed in white

Author: H. A. Brorson Appears in 23 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow-clad mountains bright, With palms they stand--Who are this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they, of glorious fame, Who from the great affliction came And in the flood of Jesus' blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame; Now gathered in the holy place Their voices they in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell, 'Mid angels' songs of praise. 2 Despised and scorned they sojourned here, But now, how glorious they appear! Those martyrs stand, a priestly band, God's throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and sigh; At home above the God of love For aye their tears shall dry. They now enjoy their sabbath rest, The paschal banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is host and guest. 3 Then hail! ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye; And praise the Lord, who with His word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain; Farewell, now bring your sheaves and sing Salvation's glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it myriad voices strong: Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb belong! Topics: The Church Year All Saints Day; The Church Year All Saints Day; Eternal Life Used With Tune: [Behold a host arrayed in white]

Thy little ones, dear Lord, are we

Author: H. A. Brorson Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 23 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thy little ones, dear Lord, are we, And come Thy lowly bed to see; Enlighten every soul and mind, That we the way to Thee may find. 2 With songs we hasten Thee to greet And kiss the dust before Thy feet, O blessed hour, O sweetest night, That gave Thee birth, our soul's delight. 3 Now welcome! From Thy heavenly home Thou to our vale of tears art come; Man hath no offering for Thee save The stable, manger, cross, and grave. 4 Jesus, alas! how can it be So few bestow a thought on Thee, Or on the love, so wondrous great, That drew Thee down to our estate? 5 O draw us wholly to Thee, Lord, Do Thou to us Thy grace accord, True faith and love to us impart, That we may hold Thee in our heart. 6 Keep us, howe'er the world may lure, In our baptismal covenant pure; That every yearning thought may be Directed only unto Thee: 7 Until at last we, too, proclaim, With all Thy saints, Thy glorious name; In Paradise our songs renew, And praise Thee as the angels do. 8 We gather round Thee, Jesus dear, So happy in Thy presence here; Grant us, our Savior, every one, To stand in heaven before Thy throne. Topics: The Church Year Christmas; The Church Year Christmas; Children's Services Used With Tune: [Thy little ones, dear Lord, are we]

How blessed is the little flock

Author: N. J. Holm Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock, Whom Jesus calls His own! He is their Savior and their rock, They trust in Him alone; They walk by faith and hope and love, But they shall dwell with Him above, When hope and faith shall pass away, And love shall last for aye. 2 Lord Jesus, am I in that band, And wilt Thou call me Thine? Do I among the chosen stand Whose lamps so brightly shine? O let me not lie down to rest, Till this I know, my Savior blest, Till I can say, by grace restored: "Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord!" 3 And even if with tears it be, That this to Thee I say, Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me And wipe my tears away; Yea, when but Thou who all dost know In me canst find Thy love below And own me Thine, then well is me,-- My all I have in Thee. Topics: Close of Service; Worship in General Close of Service; Close of Service; Love to God and the Savior Used With Tune: [How blessed is the little flock]

Give praise to God our King

Author: A. T. Russell Meter: 6.5.6.5.11.6.6.5 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Give praise to God our King, O earth and heaven! Of grace and mercy sing, So freely given. O Savior, who hast died Our expiation, Thy name be glorified, Thy name be glorified By all creation. 2 O Holy Ghost, our Guide To heavenly glory, In all our hearts abide, Lord, we implore Thee! In us, blest Spirit, reign, Thine aid bestowing; Our souls with peace sustain, Our souls with peace sustain, Peace still o'erflowing. 3 Lift we our hearts on high In adoration; Our Lord is ever nigh With consolation. Let every grief be still, light He will send us; In life, in death, He will In life, in death, He will Always defend us. Topics: Worship in General; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Holy Ghost Our Guide; Praise and Prayer Used With Tune: [Give Praise to God our King]

My heart its incense burning

Author: Anon. Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.7.7.6 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My heart its incense burning, I'll offer thanks and praise, Now, with return of morning, And through all future days; I'll praise Thee on thy throne, Great Source of every blessing, My song to Thee addressing Through Christ, Thy only Son. 2 Thy mercy claims my praises! This kept me through the night; And now from sleep it raises, To greet the dawning light. This, too, it is that hath My many sins forgiven, Which, in the face of heaven, So oft provoked thy wrath. 3 In mercy still direct me Throughout the coming day: From Satan's wiles protect me, From sin, and from dismay: Defend from fire and storm, From want and every weakness, From sorrows and from sickness, From sudden death's alarm. 4 Let angels keep their stations, Nor cease their guard of me, Averting all temptations Which draw my soul from thee Thy shield hold thou above! Then nothing shall distress me, To duty I'll address me, Rejoicing in Thy love! Topics: Family Prayer Morning; Family Prayer Morning; Angels Used With Tune: [My heart its incense burning]

One thing needful! This one treasure

Author: J. H. Schroeder Meter: 8.7.8.7.12.12.11.11 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 One thing needful! This one treasure Teach me, Savior, to esteem; Other things may promise pleasure, But are never what they seem; They prove to be burdens that vex us and chafe us, And true lasting happiness never vouchsafe us; This one precious treasure, that all else exceeds, Gives joy above measure and fills all my needs. 2 Seekest thou the one thing needful, Leave all cares that hindering prove; Be of earthly joys unheedful, Fix thy heart on things above; For where God and man both in one are united, With God's perfect fullness the heart is delighted; There, there is the worthiest lot and the best, My one and my all, and my joy, and my rest. 3 Then with Mary's full surrender, I would offer Thee my heart, At Thy feet my tribute render, As my chosen better part. For Mary's heart burning with fervent emotion, Was quickened to serve Thee with perfect devotion; And there filled with love for her Savior and Lord, Was, with the One needful, in blessed accord. 4 Thus, O Jesus, my endeavor Is to be forever thine. Let no mortal love whatever Hindering now my heart entwine. Though great be the host that refuses to heed Thee, I'll faithfully follow where'er Thou wilt lead me; For thy word is Spirit and life to my soul, And through it, O Jesus, my conduct control. 5 Wisdom's fountain everflowing Has its highest source in Thee. By Thy grace confine my going In Thy footsteps, trod for me; In which I with lowly and perfect submission May bend to Thy wisdom my will and ambition; And when, O my Savior, I know Thee aright I then shall have risen to wisdom's great height. 6 I have naught, my God, to offer, Save the blood of Thy dear Son; Graciously accept the proffer: Make His righteousness mine own. His holy life gave He, was crucified for me; His righteousness perfect he now pleads before Thee; His own robe of righteousness, my highest good, Shall clothe me in glory, through faith in His blood. 7 In Thine image then awaking, May my soul be all Thine own; Of Thy holy life partaking, Sanctified to Thee alone. For all that I need here, to serve and obey Thee, In Thee I receive--and my Savior, I pray Thee: From things transitory, absorbing my love, Withdraw mine affections, and fix them above. 8 Jesus, in Thy cross are centered All the marvels of Thy grace; Thou, my Savior, once hast entered Through Thy blood the holy place: Thy sacrifice holy there wrought my redemption, From Satan's dominion I now have exemption; The way is now free to the Father's high throne Where I may approach Him, in Thy name alone. 9 Joys unnumbered, peace and blessing, Are the comforts full and free, Richly now I am possessing, For my Savior shepherds me. How sweet the communion, beyond all expression, To have Thee, O Jesus, as my heart's possession. O nothing in me can such ardor unfold As when I Thee, Savior, in faith shall behold. 10 Henceforth Thou alone, my Savior, Shalt be all in all to me. Search my heart and my behavior, Cast out all hypocrisy. Restrain me from wandering in pathways unholy, And throughout life's pilgrimage keep my heart lowly; I'll value but lightly earth's treasure and store: Thou art the One needful, and mine evermore! Topics: The Church Year First Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Second Sunday after Epiphany; Consecration Used With Tune: [One thing needful! This one treasure]

Why art thou cast down, my soul?

Author: B. Schmolck; H. A. Brorson Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Why art thou cast down, my soul? O what mean thy sighs and sadness? Trust in Him who makes thee whole, And thy griefs can turn to gladness,-- Often in the darkest hour He reveals His love and power. 2 On this ground thy anchor cast; Safe thou art, in Christ confiding; All the griefs which here thou hast Are but shadows unabiding. Soon thy cross shall pass away, Joy shall come that lasts for aye. 3 Christ's own way is always good, Christians find this consolation: He who bought thee with His blood, Now stands pledged for thy salvation. Rest upon His sacred word-- That assurance doth afford! 4 Jesus gives us joy and tears, Blesséd be His name forever! When thy way most dark appears, Trust in Him, despond thou never; Weary soul, when sore distressed, Call on Him and be at rest. 5 Surely, narrow is the way To the land of gladness yonder; While on this sad earth we stay, We must here as pilgrims wander, Through the desert we must roam, Till we Canaan reach, our home. 6 Upward, then, my weary soul, Where the crown of life is given! Pressing onward to the goal, I shall win the bliss of heaven; For, O Jesus, I am Thine, Blest am I, for Thou art mine! Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; Cross and Comfort; Hope; Trust in God Used With Tune: [Why art thou cast down, my soul?]

In heaven above, in heaven above

Author: Johan Aström Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 36 hymnals Lyrics: 1 In heaven above, in heaven above, Where God, our Father, dwells: How boundless there the blessedness! No tongue its greatness tells: There face to face, and full and free, Ever and evermore we see - We see the Lord of hosts! 2 In heaven above, in heaven above, What glory deep and bright! The splendor of the noonday sun Grows pale before its light: The mighty sun that ne’er goes down, Around whose gleam clouds never frown, Is God, the Lord of hosts. 3 In heaven above, in heaven above, Behold a countless throng! Angels in mystic radiance garbed Lead the triumphal song: Angels and saints are one, and I Join glad the gladdest company, and hail the Lord of hosts. 4 In heaven above, in heaven above, No tears of pain are shed: For nothing there can fade or die; Life’s fulness round is spread, And like an ocean, joy o’erflows, And with immortal mercy glows Our God the Lord of hosts. 5 In heaven above, in heaven above, God hath a joy prepared, Which mortal ear hath never heard, Nor mortal vision shared, Which never pierced to mortal breast, By mortal lips was ne'er expressed, O God, the Lord of hosts! 6 O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Accept my thankful praise: Give me, as to the happy ones, Treasure of endless days. If firm in faith and hope I stand, I gain the crown, the better land, O God the Lord of hosts. Topics: The Church Year Seragesima; The Church Year Quinquagesima; Heaven Used With Tune: [In heaven above, in heaven above]

Of my life the life, O Jesus!

Author: E. C. Homburg Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Of my life the life, O Jesus! Of my death the death also; Who hast given Thyself to ease us From our load of guilt and woe: By Thy death our ransom buying, And preserving us from dying, Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, Blessed Jesus! ever be. 2 O what cruel provocations, Scourges of the tongue and rod, Spitting, shame, and accusations, Hast Thou borne, Thou Son of God! To redeem my soul from evil, And the bondage of the devil, Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee! Blessed Jesus! ever be. 3 Thou didst let Thyself be beaten, To deliver me from pain; Falsely charged, and sorely smitten, That Thy loss might be my gain. Thou hast suffered crucifixion For my comfort in affliction: Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, Blessed Jesus! ever be. 4 For my proud and haughty spirit, Thy humiliation paid; For my death Thy death and merit Have a full atonement made: Thy reproaches and dishonor all have tended to my honor: Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, Blessed Jesus! ever be. 5 From the heart, I thank Thee, Jesus, For the vast, stupendous load, Which Thou bearest to release us From the dreadful wrath of God: For Thy cruel death and passion, Agony and sore temptation, For Thy sharp and bitter pain, Thanks forever, Lord, Amen. Topics: The Church Year Good Friday; The Church Year Good Friday; Jesus Christ Our High Priest Used With Tune: [Of my life the life, O Jesus!]

Peace be to thy every dwelling

Author: C. A. Pohlman Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Peace be to thy every dwelling, City by Jehovah blest; Who, His grace to thee revealing Thee preserves in peace and rest. May His presence still attend thee; May'st thou sit by day and night In His shadow with delight; His all-powerful arm defend thee; Prize, O prize, thy lot of grace; Live unto thy Savior's praise. 2 Lord, we fervently implore Thee, That, while pilgrims here below, We may walk in truth before Thee, And in all Thy knowledge grow; Showing forth Thy matchless praises; Thou who, out of sin's dark night, Hast to Thine own marvelous light Called Thy people, O Lord Jesus: Keep and seal us ever Thine, Leave with us Thy peace divine. Topics: Close of Service; Worship in General Close of Service; Church of Christ; Close of Service Used With Tune: [Peace be to thy every dwelling]