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My God, I thank Thee, Who hast made

Author: Adelaide A. Procter Hymnal: HRGC1892 #624 (1894) Meter: 8.4 Lyrics: 1 My God, I thank Thee, Who hast made The earth so bright,; So full of splendor and of joy, Beauty and light; So many glorious things are here, Noble and right. 2 I thank Thee too that Thou hast made Joy to abound; So many gentle thoughts and deeds Circling us round. That in the darkest spot of earth Some love is found. 3 I thank Thee more that all our joy Is touched with pain; That shadows fall on brightest hours; That thorns remain; So that earth's bliss may be our guide, And not our chain. 4 For Thou Who knowest, Lord, how soon Our weak heart clings, Hast given us joys, tender and true, Yet all with wings; So that we see, gleaming on high, Diviner things. 5 I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou hast kept The best in store; We have enough, yet not too much To long for more: A yearning for a deeper peace, Not known before. 6 I thank Thee, Lord, that here our souls, Though amply blest, Can never find, although they seek, A perfect rest; Nor ever shall, until they lean On Jesus' breast. Amen. Topics: For the Sick and Afflicted; Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: [My God, I thank Thee, Who hast made]

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me

Author: Rev. John Wesley; Paulus Gerhardt Hymnal: HRGC1892 #625 (1894) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; Oh, knit my thankful heart to Thee, And reign without a rival there! Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am; Be Thou alone my constant flame. 2 Oh, grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but Thy pure love alone! Oh, may Thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown! Strange fires far from my soul remove; May every act, word, thought be love! 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray! All pain before thy presence flies: Care, anguish, sorrow melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arise. O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but Thee. 4 Still let Thy love point out my way! How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my work, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. 5 In suffering, be Thy love my peace; In weakness, be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour Of death, be Thou my guide and friend, That I may love Thee without end. Amen. Topics: Parochial Missions; For the Sick and Afflicted; Love Of God Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, Thy boundless love to me]

My times are in Thy hand

Author: W. F. Lloyd Hymnal: HRGC1892 #626 (1894) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: "My times are in Thy hand" Lyrics: 1 "My times are in Thy hand;" My God, I wish them there; My life, my friends, my soul, I leave Entirely to Thy care. 2 "My times are in Thy hand," Whatever they may be; Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to Thee. 3 "My times are in Thy hand:" Why should I doubt or fear? My Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 "My times are in Thy hand," Jesus the crucified! The hand my cruel sins had pierced Is now my guard and guide. Amen. Topics: The New Year; Burial of the Dead; For the Sick and Afflicted; Faith; Submission; Trust Languages: English Tune Title: [My times are in Thy hand]

O Love divine, that stooped to share

Author: O. W. Holmes Hymnal: HRGC1892 #627 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Love divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear! On Thee we cast each earth-born care; We smile at pain while Thou art near. 2 Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near. 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, Shall softly tell us, Thou art near. 4 On Thee we fling our burdening woe, O Love divine, forever dear! Content to suffer, while we know, Living and dying, Thou art near. Amen. Topics: Burial of the Dead; For the Sick and Afflicted; Love Of God Languages: English Tune Title: [O Love divine, that stooped to share]

Though faint, yet pursuing

Author: Rev. John N. Darby Hymnal: HRGC1892 #628 (1894) First Line: Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way Lyrics: 1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way; The Lord is our leader, His Word is our stay; Though suffering, and sorrow, and trial be near, The Lord is our refuge, and whom can we fear? 2 He raiseth the fallen, He cheereth the faint; The weak and oppressed, He will hear their complaint; The way may be weary, and thorny the road, But how can we falter? Our help is in God! 3 And to His green pastures our footsteps He leads; His flock in the desert, ho kindly He feeds! the lambs in His bosom He tenderly bears, And brings back the wanderers safe from the snares. 4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is our light; Though storms rage around us, our God is our might; So faint, yet pursuing, still onward we come; The Lord is our leader, and heaven is our home! Amen. Topics: The New Year; Parochial Missions; For the Sick and Afflicted; Trust; Zeal Languages: English Tune Title: [Though faint, yet pursuing]

We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen

Author: Ellen Ellis Hymnal: HRGC1892 #629a (1894) Meter: 11.10 Lyrics: 1 We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen Across this little landscape of our life; We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen For the last weariness, the final strife. 2 We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace: Nor life nor death, with all their agitation, Can thence remove us, if we see His face. 3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling, Which for long years we have rejoiced to see; The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing: We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee. 4 We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers Round the dear objects it has loved so long, And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers; Our love to Thee makes not this love less strong. 5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding, And heaven appears too dim, too far away; We would see Thee, Thyself our hearts reminding What Thou hast suffered, our great debt to pay. 6 We would see Jesus: this is all we're needing; Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight; We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading; Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night. Amen. Topics: For the Sick and Afflicted Languages: English Tune Title: [We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen]

We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen

Author: Ellen Ellis Hymnal: HRGC1892 #629b (1894) Meter: 11.10 Lyrics: 1 We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen Across this little landscape of our life; We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen For the last weariness, the final strife. 2 We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace: Nor life nor death, with all their agitation, Can thence remove us, if we see His face. 3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling, Which for long years we have rejoiced to see; The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing: We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee. 4 We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers Round the dear objects it has loved so long, And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers; Our love to Thee makes not this love less strong. 5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding, And heaven appears too dim, too far away; We would see Thee, Thyself our hearts reminding What Thou hast suffered, our great debt to pay. 6 We would see Jesus: this is all we're needing; Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight; We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading; Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night. Amen. Topics: For the Sick and Afflicted Languages: English Tune Title: [We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen]

Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow

Author: Jane Borthwick Hymnal: HRGC1892 #630 (1894) Meter: 11.10.11.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow Of the sad heart that comes to Thee for rest; Cares of today, and burdens for tomorrow, Blessings implored, and sins to be confest; We come before Thee at Thy gracious word, And lay them at Thy feet: Thou knowest, Lord. 2 Thou knowest all the past; how long and blindly On the dark mountains the lost wanderer strayed; How the Good Shepherd followed, and how kindly He bore it home, upon His shoulders laid; And healed the bleeding wounds, and soothed the pan, And brought back life, and hope: and strength again. 3 Thou knowest all the present; each temptation, Each toilsome duty, each foreboding fear; All to myself assigned, of tribulation, Or to belovèd ones, than self more dear; All pensive memories, as I journey on, Longings for vanished smiles and voices gone. 4 Thou knowest all the future: gleams of gladness By stormy clouds too quickly overcast; Hours of sweet fellowship and parting sadness, And the dark river to be crossed at last. Oh, what could hope and confidence afford To tread that path, but this? Thou knowest, Lord. 5 Thou knowest, not alone as God, all-knowing; As Man, our mortal weakness Thou hast proved; On earth, with purest sympathies o'erflowing, O Saviour, Thou hast wept, and Thou hast loved; And love and sorrow still to Thee may come, And find a hiding-place, a rest, a home. 6 Therefore I come, Thy gentle call obeying, And lay my sins and sorrows at Thy feet; On everlasting Strength my weakness staying, Clothed in Thy robe of righteousness complete: Then rising and refreshed I leave Thy throne, And follow on to know as I am known. Amen. Topics: Parochial Missions; For the Sick and Afflicted; Sympathy Languages: English Tune Title: [Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow]

With tearful eyes I look around

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: HRGC1892 #631 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 With tearful eyes I look around; Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, "Come to Me." 2 It tells me of a place of rest; It tells me where my soul may flee: Oh, to the weary, faint, opprest, How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me!" 3 "Come, for all else must fail and die! Earth is no resting-place for Thee; To heaven direct thy weeping eye, I am thy portion; Come to me." 4 O voice of mercy! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above; And gently whisper, "Come to Me!" Amen. Topics: For the Sick and Afflicted; Christ's Call Languages: English Tune Title: [With tearful eyes I look around]

Thy way, not mine, O Lord

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: HRGC1892 #632a (1894) Lyrics: 1 Thy way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be: Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be or rough, It will be still the best; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest 2 I dare not choose my lot; I would not if I might; Choose Thou for me, my God; So shall I walk aright. Take Thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill As best to Thee may seem; Choose Thou my good and ill. 3 Choose Thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose Thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine the choice In things or great or small; Be Thou my guide, my strength, My wisdom, and my all. Amen. Topics: For the Sick and Afflicted; Humility; Submission Languages: English Tune Title: [Thy way, not mine, O Lord]