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I would not have a hand to guide

Meter: 8.3.8.8.3 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: I would not have a hand to guide But Thine; For Thou hast trod where sinners stray, And knowest well life's troubled way, And mine. I would not have a will to rule But Thine; For Thou art wise as Thou art good, And none can better choose what should Be mine. Oh, I would tread the sorest path For Thee; For Thou canst make the roughest plain, Give joy for grief, and calm the pain For me.

O Jesus, let me hear Thy voice

Meter: 8.8.8.4 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: O Jesus, let me hear Thy voice, No music sweeter to my ear; It tells my drooping heart to hope, For Thou art near. Speak when the tempest fiercely blows, Bid Thou its angry raging cease; For where Thy voice is heard, there reigns Eternal peace. Speak when the clouds in dusky folds Hide from mine eyes the noontide sun; For when Thy voice proclaims Thy will, Thy will is done. O Jesus, let Thy voice be heard In stilly eve and buoyant morn; And let the peace it brings, each day My life adorn.

We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast spread

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast spread A table for Thy people here; Where we may taste the Living Bread, And feel Thy blessed presence near. Here, where Thy people meet, Thou art; We hear Thy voice in accents sweet; Thy blood is wine to fainting heart, Thy flesh to hungry spirits meat. Oh, help us, Lord, to feast with joy Upon the bounties of Thy grace; Here may no anxious thoughts annoy, Here may we see Thy loving face. 187 O Christ, who, in Thy love untold, Didst give Thyself to death for man, Here at Thy table, Lord, unfold The beauty of Redemption's plan. Oh, send Thy Spirit to our aid-- That Spirit promised long ago, When first the solemn feast was laid, Even in the valley of Thy woe. And let Him bring sweet comfort near, And when we see the thorn-decked brow, We may remember He who died Is crowned with life immortal now.

Wake, awake to duty!

Meter: 6.5.6.5 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: Wake, awake to duty! See, the morning light Falls with radiant beauty From the arms of night. Claim the hours before thee For the tasks of life, Thousand calls implore thee From the din of strife. Listless minds are dreaming, Idle hands are still; Evil hearts are scheming Purposes of ill. See the hands that beckon, Hear the call of right; Thou with God must reckon Up, and toil and fight! 2 Through the hours of morning, At the height of noon, When the light gives warning Night approaches soon: Do the task with gladness Which the hours present; Who can tell the sadness Of a day mis-spent? Day by day declineth, Time is getting hoar; Soon yon sun that shineth Sets for evermore. Ah, the City glorious, Where they need no sun, Ah, the band victorious, And the glad "Well done"!

Thine be the glory, God of Light

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: Thine be the glory, God of Light, For all the joy from morn that springs; Oh, may a morn dispel each night, And bless our lives with beauteous things. Give us this day the light that dwells In every heart Thy presence fills; That night with all its fears dispels, And life, and hope, and joy instils. Then shall our nights no darkness bring, But morn, bright morn, for ever shine; And when night spreads her dusky wings, More bright shall be the light Divine. All praise to Thee, the God of Light; All praise to Christ, the glorious Son; And to the Spirit, Lord of might, Now, and while endless ages run.

With beauty decked the morn ascends

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: With beauty decked the morn ascends, And all the earth is bright; And lo, the sun the darkness rends, And floods the sky with light. All hail, Thou Sun of Righteousness, Upon our night arisen! May sin no more our souls oppress, And bind in darksome prison. Let those that lie in slumber fast, Because the darkness reigns, The light behold, and straightway cast Aside their gloomy chains; 5 And greet the light that makes them free, The bounding joy it brings; And share the calm felicity, That looks to heaven and sings. O Jesus Christ, our hearts aglow, Thy blessed advent hail; On us Thy healing virtue show, And o'er our ills prevail. And let us walk as those whose eyes Have seen the light of heaven, Till light shall in our souls arise, Whence night and gloom are driven.

Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise, And greet the ever-brightening skies. The morn hath come, sweet morn, awake! And from thy pinions slumber shake. Pure as the morn God's presence shines; Love like its beams, thy life entwines; Richer the gifts thy God bestows Than morning beauty can disclose. Sweet as the breath that fans the bowers, And stirs the leaves and opening flowers, Comes with the morn, the breath Divine To stir thee, slumbering soul of mine. 9 O Thou, the Morn, the Light, the Sun, With Thee be every day begun; Brightness shall clothe my life always, And fill my soul with grateful praise. Glory to Thee, O Christ my Lord! Light of my soul, Incarnate Word! Come with the morn, abide alway, And cheer my course to endless day.

The crimson blush of morning glows

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: The crimson blush of morning glows On towering peaks where clouds repose; And, lo! the sombre robe of night Is rent with shafts of golden light. O Light Divine, each opening day Illume our souls with gladdening ray; And, as the sun his course pursues, With growing light our lives diffuse. In childhood's morn, when wondering eyes Behold the light that fills the skies; And loins are girt at opening day Life's myriad voices to obey: O Light Divine, serene and pure, Shine on a path of life, secure; Let joy, like songs the morn that greet, Make music for the willing feet. 11 When, prompted by the will of God, A path we tread, before untrod; And doubts our onward course attend, Thy light upon our path extend. O Light of lights, when day is done, And night pursues our setting sun, Be ours to hail that better day, Whose light Thou art eternally.

The morn awakes; from eastern hills

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: The morn awakes; from eastern hills The golden light creation fills; And arrows chase the night that flies Before the ever-brightening skies. The morn awakes; up, soul of mine! And, like the morn, in beauty shine; Strong, as the high-ascending sun, Thy race of duty boldly run. Night for the weary comes at length; Morn gives the soul the needed strength; Light shall thy path encircling, cheer, And melt each lingering cloud of fear. O Light of lights, when night descends, And brooding fear my life attends, Show to my soul, that night departs When morning trims her glowing darts. 13 O Christ, who art my better Sun, Bright shines the day with Thee begun; No terror can the mind oppress, Nor cloud th' aspiring soul distress. To Thee, O glorious Light of light, Be honour paid when morn is bright; To Father, and to Spirit blest, Be glory every day exprest.

From the hills the light is streaming

Meter: 8.5.8.5 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: From the hills the light is streaming, Hail, the gladsome morn! Earth with busy life is teeming, For the day is born. Dawn, Thou Light of lights, undying, On a fairer day, All creation beautifying With Thy glorious ray. Weary eyes the hills are scanning For the early gleam; Souls, Thy long delay unmanning, Sleep, and idly dream. Ah, my soul, be up and doing, Life will soon be done; Night, the day is close pursuing To the setting sun. 19 And the day of God shall waken To the soul with fear, If, the call of life forsaken, We are slumbering here. From the hills the light is streaming, Hail the gladsome morn! And the light of God is beaming-- This, His day, is born.