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and a zip file of all source files (in ABC Plus
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Christmas Edition 2013 (1.7M) MP3s for Christmas Edition (70MB)
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Choral and Instrumental Edition 2013 (438kB)
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All Lyrics
Abide, O Dearest Jesus (also known as Abide with Us, Lord Jesus or Abide Among Us with Thy Grace or Abide with Us, Our Savior or Come, Abide with Thy Grace, in Our Hearts or O Savior, Go Beside us)
1. Abide, O dearest Jesus, Among us with Thy grace, That Satan may not harm us, Nor we to sin give place.
2. Abide, O dear Redeemer, Among us with Thy Word, And thus now and hereafter True peace and joy afford.
3. Abide with heav'nly brightness Among us, precious Light; Thy truth direct, and keep us From error's gloomy night.
4. Abide with richest blessings Among us, bounteous Lord; Let us in grace and wisdom Grow daily through Thy Word.
5. Abide with Thy protection Among us, Lord, our Strength, Lest world and Satan fell us And overcome at length.
6. Abide, O faithful Savior, Among us with Thy love; Grant steadfastness, and help us To reach our home above.
Words: Joshua Stegmann, 1628. Translated by August Crull circa 1892.
Music: 'Christus der ist mein Leben' Melchior Vulpius, 1609.
Setting: "Mehrstimmiges ChoralBuch", 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2013 Revision.
Abide With Me
1. Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
3. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word; But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, patient, free. Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.
4. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea? Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me.
5. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile; And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee, On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.
6. I need Thy presence every passing hour. What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
7. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
8. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies. Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Words: Henry F. Lyte, 1847.
Music: 'Eventide' William H. Monk, 1861.
Setting: William H. Monk, 1861.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
A Child of The King (also known as My Father is Rich in Houses and Lands)
1. My Father is rich in houses and lands, He holdeth the wealth of the world in His hands! Of rubies and diamonds of silver and gold His coffers are full,— He has riches untold. I'm a child of the King, a child of the King: With Jesus my Savior I'm a child of the King.
2. My Father's own Son, the Savior of men, Once wander'd o'er earth as the poorest of men, But now He is reigning forever on high, And will give me a home in heaven by and by. I'm a child of the King, a child of the King: With Jesus my Savior I'm a child of the King.
3. I once was an outcast stranger on earth, A sinner by choice, and an alien by birth! But I've been adopted, my name's written down,— An heir to a mansion, a robe, and a crown. I'm a child of the King, a child of the King: With Jesus my Savior I'm a child of the King.
4. A tent or a cottage, why should I care? They're building a palace for me over there! Tho' exiled from home, yet, still I may sing: All glory to God, I'm the child of a King. I'm a child of the King, a child of the King: With Jesus my Savior I'm a child of the King.
Words: Harriet E. Buell, 1877, alt. Music and
Setting: 'Binghamton' John Bunnell Sumner, 1877.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2014 Revision.
A Great and Mighty Wonder
1. A great and mighty wonder, a full and holy cure: The virgin bears the Infant with virgin honor pure! Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!"
2. The Word becomes incarnate and yet remains on high, And cherubim sing anthems to shepherds from the sky. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!"
3. While thus they sing your Monarch, those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and mountains, ye oceans, clap your hands. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!"
4. Since all He comes to ransom, by all be He adored, The Infant born in Bethl'em, the Savior and the Lord. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!"
5. And idol forms shall perish, and error shall decay, And Christ shall wield His scepter, our Lord and God for aye. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!"
Words: Germanus of Constantinople (634-734). Translated by John Mason Neale, 1862.
Music: 'Es Ist Ein Ros Entsprungen (Rhythmic)' German from Köln, 1599.
Setting: Michael Praetorius, 1609.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2010 Revision.
A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth
1. A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; And laden with the sins of earth, None else the burden sharing! Goes patient on, grow weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, That spotless life to offer; Bears shame and stripes, and wounds and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer."
2. This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend, The Lamb of God, our Savior; Him God the Father chose to send To gain for us His favor. "Go forth, My Son," the Father saith, "And free men from the fear of death, From guilt and condemnation. The wrath and stripes are hard to bear, But by Thy Passion men shall share The fruit of Thy salvation."
3. "Yea, Father, yea, most willingly I'll bear what Thou commandest; My will conforms to Thy decree, I do what Thou demandest." O wondrous Love, what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son! The Son, content, descendeth! O Love, how strong Thou art to save! Thou beddest Him within the grave Whose word the mountains rendeth.
4. Thou lay'st Him, Love, upon the cross, With nails and spear Him bruising; Thou slay'st Him as a lamb, His loss from soul and body oozing; From body 'tis the crimson flood Of precious sacrificial blood From soul, the strength of anguish: My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee What can I give, whose love to me For me doth make Thee languish?
5. Lord, all my life I'll cleave to Thee, Thy love fore'er beholding, Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. Yea, Thou shalt be my Beaconlight, To guide me safe through death's dark night. And cheer my heart in sorrow; Henceforth myself and all that's mine To Thee, my Savior, I consign, From whom all things I borrow.
6. From morn till eve my theme shall be Thy mercy's wondrous measure; To sacrifice myself for Thee Shall be my aim and pleasure. My stream of life shall ever be A current flowing ceaselessly, Thy constant praise outpouring. I'll treasure in my memory, O Lord, all Thou hast done for me, Thy gracious love adoring.
7. Enlarge, my heart's own shrine, and swell, To thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with the Arabian gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is Thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel.
8. This treasure ever I'll employ, This every aid shall yield me; In sorrow it shall be my joy, In conflict it shall shield me; In joy, the music of my feast, And when all else has lost its zest, This manna still shall feed me; In thirst my drink; in want my food; My company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me.
9. Of death I am no more afraid, New life from Thee is flowing; Thy cross affords me cooling shade When noonday's sun is glowing. When by my grief I am oppressed, On Thee my weary soul shall rest Serenely as on pillows. Thou art my Anchor when by woe My bark is driven to and fro On trouble's surging billows.
10. And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure, Thy blood my royal robe shall be, My joy beyond all measure. When I appear before Thy throne, Thy righteousness shall be my crown- With these I need not hide me. And there, in garments richly wrought As Thine own bride, I shall be brought To stand in joy beside Thee.
Words: Paul Gerhardt, 1648. Translation composite.
Music: 'An Wasserflüssen Babylon' Wolfgang Dachstein, 1525.
Setting: "Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-Book", 1931.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
All Creatures of Our God and King
1. All creatures of our God and King Lift up your voice and with us sing, Alleluia! Alleluia! Thou burning sun with golden beam, Thou silver moon with softer gleam! O praise Him! O praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
2. Thou rushing wind that art so strong Ye clouds that sail in Heaven along, O praise Him! Alleluia! Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice, Ye lights of evening, find a voice! O praise Him! O praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
3. Thou flowing water, pure and clear, Make music for thy Lord to hear, O praise Him! Alleluia! Thou fire so masterful and bright, That givest man both warmth and light. O praise Him! O praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
4. Dear mother earth, who day by day Unfoldest blessings on our way, O praise Him! Alleluia! The flowers and fruits that in thee grow, Let them His glory also show. O praise Him! O praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
5. And all ye men of tender heart, Forgiving others, take your part, O sing ye! Alleluia! Ye who long pain and sorrow bear, Praise God and on Him cast your care! O praise Him! O praise Him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
6. And thou most kind and gentle Death, Waiting to hush our latest breath, O praise Him! Alleluia! Thou leadest home the child of God, And Christ our Lord the way hath trod.
7. Let all things their Creator bless, And worship Him in humbleness, O praise Him! Alleluia! Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son, And praise the Spirit, Three in One!
Words: Francis of Assisi circa 1225. Translated by William H. Draper, 1919.
Music: 'Lasst Uns Erfreuen' from Geistliche Kirchengesäng, Köln, 1623.
Setting: Ralph Vaughan Williams, 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2005 Revision.
All Depends On Our Possessing
1. All depends on our possessing God's abundant grace and blessing, Though all earthly wealth depart. He who trusts with faith unshaken In His God is not forsaken And e'er keeps a dauntless heart.
2. He who hitherto hath fed me And to many joys hath led me, Is and ever shall be mine. He who did so gently school me, He who still doth guide and rule me, Will remain my Help divine.
3. Many spend their lives in fretting Over trifles and in getting Things that have no solid ground. I shall strive to win a treasure That will bring me lasting pleasure And that now is seldom found.
4. When with sorrow I am stricken, Hope my heart anew will quicken, All my longing shall be stilled. To His loving— kindness tender Soul and body I surrender; For in Him alone I build.
5. Well He knows what best to grant me; All the longing hopes that haunt me, Joy and sorrow, have their day. I shall doubt His wisdom never, As God wills, so be it ever, I to Him commit my way.
6. If on earth my days He lengthen, He my weary soul will strengthen; All my trust in Him I place. Earthly wealth is not abiding, Like a stream away is gliding; Safe I anchor in His grace.
Words: unknown circa 1673. Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1858.
Music: 'Alles ist an Gottes Segen' Johann Balthasar König, 1738.
Setting: "Chorale Book for England", 1863, alt.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2005 Revision.
Alleluia, Alleluia! Hearts to Heaven and Voices Raise
1. Alleluia, alleluia! Hearts to Heav'n and voices raise: Sing to God a hymn of gladness, sing to God a hymn of praise. He, who on the cross a Victim, for the world's salvation bled, Jesus Christ, the King of glory, now is risen from the dead.
2. Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born, Glorious life, and life immortal, on the holy Easter morn. Christ has triumphed, and we conquer by His mighty enterprise: We with Him to life eternal by His resurrection rise.
3. Christ is risen, Christ, the first fruits of the holy harvest field, Which will all its full abundance at His second coming yield: Then the golden ears of harvest will their heads before Him wave, Ripened by His glorious sunshine from the furrows of the grave.
4. Christ is risen, we are risen! Shed upon us heav'nly grace, Rain and dew and gleams of glory from the brightness of Thy face; That we, with our hearts in Heaven, here on earth may fruitful be, And by angel hands be gathered, and be ever, Lord, with Thee.
5. Alleluia, alleluia! Glory be to God on high; Alleluia! to the Savior who has gained the victory; Alleluia! to the Spirit, fount of love and sanctity: Alleluia, alleluia! to the Triune Majesty.
Words: Christopher Wordsworth, 1865.
Music: 'Ode to Joy' Ludwig van Beethoven; Adapted by Edward Hodges, 1824.
Setting: "The Methodist Hymnal", 1905.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2011 Revision.
Alleluia, Sing To Jesus!
1. Alleluia! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, His the throne. Alleluia! His the triumph, His the victory alone. Hark! the songs of peaceful Zion thunder like a mighty flood. Jesus out of every nation has redeemed us by His blood.
2. Alleluia! not as orphans are we left in sorrow now; Alleluia! He is near us, faith believes, nor questions how; Though the cloud from sight received Him when the forty days were o'er Shall our hearts forget His promise, "I am with you evermore"?
3. Alleluia! bread of angels, Thou on earth our food, our stay; Alleluia! here the sinful flee to Thee from day to day: Intercessor, Friend of sinners, Earth's Redeemer, plead for me, Where the songs of all the sinless sweep across the crystal sea.
4. Alleluia! King eternal, Thee the Lord of lords we own; Alleluia! born of Mary, Earth Thy footstool, Heaven Thy throne: Thou within the veil hast entered, robed in flesh our great High Priest; Thou on earth both priest and victim in the Eucharistic feast.
Words: William Chatterton Dix, 1867.
Music: 'HyFrydol' Rowland H. Prichard, 1830.
Setting: "The English Hymnal", 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
All Glory, Laud, and Honor
All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 1. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's Name com est, The King and Blessed One.
All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 2. The company of angels Are praising Thee on High, And mortal men and all things Created make reply.
All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 3. The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went; Our prayer and praise and anthems Before Thee we present.
All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 4. To Thee, before Thy passion, They sang their hymns of praise; To Thee, now high exalt ed, Our melody we raise.
All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 5. Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delight est, Thou good and gracious King.
Words: Theodulf of Orleans, circa 820. Translated by John Mason Neale, 1851.
Music: 'Valet Will Ich Dir Geben' or 'St. Theodulph' Melchior Teschner, 1615.
Setting: Presbyterian Hymnal, 1911.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
All Hail The Power Of Jesus' Name
1. All hail the pow'r of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all. Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all.
2. Let highborn seraphs tune the lyre, and as they tune it, fall Before His face Who tunes their choir, and crown Him Lord of all. Before His face Who tunes their choir, and crown Him Lord of all.
3. Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, who fixed this floating ball; Now hail the strength of Israel's might, and crown Him Lord of all. Now hail the strength of Israel's might, and crown Him Lord of all.
4. Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, who from His altar call; Extol the Stem of Jesse's Rod, and crown Him Lord of all. Extol the Stem of Jesse's Rod, and crown Him Lord of all.
5. Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, ye ransomed from the fall, Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, and crown Him Lord of all. Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, and crown Him Lord of all.
6. Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, whom David Lord did call, The God incarnate, Man divine, and crown Him Lord of all, The God incarnate, Man divine, and crown Him Lord of all.
7. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget the wormwood and the gall, Go spread your trophies at His feet, and crown Him Lord of all. Go spread your trophies at His feet, and crown Him Lord of all.
8. Let every tribe and every tongue before Him prostrate fall And shout in universal song the crownèd Lord of all. And shout in universal song the crownèd Lord of all.
Words: Edward Perronet, 1780.
Music: 'Coronation' Oliver Holden, 1793.
Setting: "The Church Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged" (Episcopal), 1896, alt.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2007 Revision.
All My Heart This Night Rejoices (also known as All My Heart Again Rejoices)
1. All my heart this night rejoices, As I hear, Far and near, Sweetest angel voices; "Christ is born," their choirs are singing, Till the air Ev'rywhere Now with joy is ringing.
2. For it dawns,— the promised morrow Of His birth Who the earth Rescues from her sorrow. God to wear our form descendeth, Of His grace To our race Here His Son He lendeth:
3. Yea, so truly for us careth, That His Son All we've done As our off'ring beareth; As our Lamb who, dying for us, Bears our load, And to God Doth in peace restore us.
4. Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, Doth entreat, "Flee from woe and danger; Brethren come, from all doth grieve you You are freed, All you need I will surely give you."
5. Come then, let us hasten yonder; Here let all, Great and small, Kneel in awe and wonder. Love Him who with love is yearning; Hail the Star That from far Bright with hope is burning!
6. Ye who pine in weary sadness, Weep no more, For the door Now is found of gladness. Cling to Him for He will guide you Where no cross, Pain or loss, Can again betide you.
7. Hither come, ye heavy— hearted, Who for sin Deep within, Long and sore have smarted; For the poison'd wounds you're feeling Help is near, One is here Mighty for their healing!
8. Hither come, ye poor and wretched; Know His will Is to fill Every hand outstretched; Here are riches without measure, Here forget All regret, Fill your hearts with treasure.
9. Blessed Savior, let me find Thee! Keep Thou me Close to Thee, Cast me not behind Thee! Life of life, my heart Thou stillest, Calm I rest On Thy breast, All this void Thou fillest.
10. Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish, Live to Thee, And with Thee Dying, shall not perish; But shall dwell with Thee for ever, Far on high In the joy That can alter never.
Words: Paul Gerhardt, 1656. Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1858.
Music: 'Ebeling' or 'Bonn' or 'Warum Sollt Ich' or 'All My Heart This Night' Johann Georg Ebeling, 1666.
Setting: "Chorale Book For England", 1863.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2013 Revision.
All Praise to Jesus' Hallowed Name (also known as All Praise to Thee, O Jesus Christ or O Jesus Christ, All Praise to Thee or We Praise You, Jesus at Your Birth or All Praise to Thee, Eternal Lord)
1. All praise to Jesus' hallowed Name Who of virgin pure became True man for us! The angels sing As the glad news to earth they bring. Hallelujah!
2. Th'Eternal Father's only Son For a manger leaves His throne Disguised in our poor flesh and blood See now the everlasting Good. Hallelujah!
3. He whom the world could not inwrap Yonder lies in Mary's lap; He is become an infant small, Who by His might upholdeth all. Hallelujah!
4. Th'Eternal Light, come down from heav'n, Hath to us new sunshine giv'n; It shineth in the midst of night, And maketh us the sons of light. Hallelujah!
5. The Father's Son, God ever— blest, In the world became a guest; He leads us from this vale of tears, And makes us in his kingdom heirs. Hallelujah!
6. He came to earth so mean and poor, Man to pity and restore, And make us rich in heaven above, Equal with angels through his love.
7. All this He did to show His grace To our poor and sinful race; For this let Christendom adore And praise His name for evermore.
Words: verse 1, ancient German. verses 2-7, Martin Luther, 1524. Translated by Richard Massie, 1854, alt.
Music: 'Gelobet Seist Du' ancient German found in Walter's Geistliche Gesangbüchlein, 1524.
Setting: Karl August Haupt, 1869.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2009 Revision.
All Praise To Thee, My God, This Night
1. All praise to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light! Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings.
2. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done, That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the judgment day.
4. O may my soul on Thee repose, And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep that may me more vig'rous make To serve my God when I awake.
5. When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heav'nly thoughts supply; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No pow'rs of darkness me molest.
6. O when shall I, in endless day, For ever chase dark sleep away, And hymns divine with angels sing, All praise to thee, eternal King?
7. Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Words: Thomas Ken, circa 1674.
Music: 'Tallis` Canon' Thomas Tallis, circa 1567.
Setting: "A Hymnal" (Episcopal), 1916.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
All Who Believe and Are Baptized (also known as He That Believes and Is Baptized)
1. All who believe and are baptized shall see the Lord's salvation; baptized into the death of Christ, they are a new creation. through Christ's redemption they shall stand among the glorious heav'nly band of every tribe and nation.
2. With one accord, O God, we pray: grant us thy Holy Spirit; look thou on our infirmity through Jesus' blood and merit. Grant us to grow in grace each day that by this sacrament we may eternal life inherit.
Words: Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1689. Translation by George Alfred Taylor Rygh, 1909, alt.
Music: 'Es ist das Heil uns Kommen Her' German circa 1400 from Etlich Christlich Lider, Wittenberg, 1524.
Setting: "Mehrstimmiges ChoralBuch", 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2011 Revision.
Almighty God Your Word Is Cast
1. Almighty God, Your Word is cast Like seed into the ground; Now let the dew of Heav'n descend, And righteous fruits abound.
2. Let not the foe of Christ and man This holy seed remove, But give it root in ev'ry heart To bring forth fruits of love.
3. Let not the world's deceitful cares The rising plant destroy. But let it yield a hundredfold The fruits of peace and joy.
4. Nor let Your Word so kindly sent To raise us to Your throne Return to You, and sadly tell That we reject Your Son.
5. Oft as the precious seed is sown, Your quick'ning grace bestow, That all whose souls the truth receive, Its saving power may know.
6. Great God, come down and on Your Word Your mighty power bestow, That all who hear the joyful sound, Your saving grace may know.
Words: John Cawood, 1816.
Music: 'St. Anne' William Croft, 1708.
Setting: composite found in "The Lutheran Hymnary", 1913.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2007 Revision.
Amazing Grace
1. Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found; Was blind, but now I see.
2. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed.
3. Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.
4. The Lord has promised good to me, His Word my hope secures; He will my Shield and Portion be, As long as life endures.
5. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, with in the veil, A life of joy and peace.
6. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine; But God, Who called me here below, Shall be forever mine.
7. When we've been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we'd first begun.
Words: John Newton, 1779. last verse author unknown, before 1829.
Music: 'New Britain' James P. Carrell and David L. Clayton, 1831.
Setting: Edwin Othello Excell, 1900.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
1. A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe; His craft and pow'r are great, and, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal.
2. Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing; Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God's own choosing: Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He; Lord Sabaoth, His name, from age to age the same, And He must win the battle.
3. And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us: The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him; His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him.
4. That word above all earthly pow'rs, no thanks to them, abideth; The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him who with us sideth: Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; The body they may kill: God's truth abideth still, His kingdom is forever.
Words: Martin Luther, 1529. Translation Frederic Henry Hedge, 1853.
Music: 'Ein Feste Burg (Isorhythmic)' Martin Luther, 1529.
Setting: "Common Service Book" (ULCA), 1917, alt.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2013 Revision.
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
1. A mighty Fortress is our God, A trusty Shield and Weapon; He helps us free from every need That hath us now o'ertaken. The old evil Foe Now means deadly woe; Deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight; On Earth is not his equal.
2. With might of ours can naught be done, Soon were our loss effected; But for us fights the Valiant One, Whom God Himself elected. Ask ye, Who is this? Jesus Christ it is. Of Sabaoth Lord, And there's none other God; He holds the field forever.
3. Though devils all the world should fill, All eager to devour us. We tremble not, we fear no ill, They shall not overpower us. This world's prince may still Scowl fierce as he will, He can harm us none, He's judged; the deed is done; One little word can fell him.
4. The Word they still shall let remain Nor any thanks have for it; He's by our side upon the plain With His good gifts and Spirit. And take they our life, Goods, fame, child and wife, Let these all be gone, They yet have nothing won; The Kingdom ours remaineth.
Words: Martin Luther, 1529. Translation composite circa 1868 Pennsylvania Lutheran Church Book.
Music: 'Ein Feste Burg (Rhythmic)' Martin Luther, 1529.
Setting: "Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-Book", 1931.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
And Can It Be
1. And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Savior's blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain? For me, who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
2. 'Tis mystery all: th'Immortal dies: Who can explore His strange design? In vain the firstborn seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine. 'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore, Let angel minds inquire no more.
3. He left His Father's throne above So free, so infinite His grace? Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam's helpless race: 'Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me!
4. Long my imprisoned spirit lay, Fast bound in sin and nature's night; Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray? I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
5. Still the small inward voice I hear, That whispers all my sins forgiv'n; Still the atoning blood is near, That quenched the wrath of hostile Heav'n. I feel the life His wounds impart; I feel the Savior in my heart.
6. No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him, is mine; Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach th'eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Words: Charles Wesley, 1738.
Music: 'Fillmore' Jeremiah Ingalls (1764-1828).
Setting: "The Methodist Hymnal", 1905.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2010 Revision.
Angels From the Realms of Glory
1. Angels from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye who sang creation's story Now proclaim Messiah's birth. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King.
2. Shepherds, in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with us is now residing; Yonder shines the infant light: Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King.
3. Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great Desire of nations; Ye have seen His natal star. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King.
4. Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear; Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His temple shall appear. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King.
5. Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you; break your chains. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King.
6. Though an Infant now we view Him, He shall fill His Father's throne, Gather all the nations to Him; Every knee shall then bow down:
7. All creation, join in praising God, the Father, Spirit, Son, Evermore your voices raising To th'eternal Three in One.
Words: James Montgomery, 1816.
Music: 'Regent Square' Henry Smart, 1867.
Setting: "Psalms and Hymns for Divine Worship", 1867.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2007 Revision.
Angels We Have Heard On High
1. Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
2. Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heav'nly song? Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
3. Come to Bethlehem and see Christ Whose birth the angels sing; Come, adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord, the newborn King. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
4. See Him in a manger laid, Whom the choirs of angels praise; Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, While our hearts in love we raise. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Words: French Carol; Translated by James Chadwick, 1862.
Music: 'Gloria' French carol melody.
Setting: Edward (or Edwin) S. Barnes, before 1916.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2005 Revision.
Angel Voices, Ever Singing
1. Angel voices, ever singing, round Thy throne of light, Angel harps, forever ringing, rest not day or night; Thousands only live to bless Thee, and confess Thee Lord of might.
2. Thou Who art beyond the farthest mortal eye can scan, Can it be that Thou regardest songs of sinful man? Can we feel that Thou art near us and wilt hear us? Yea, we can.
3. Lord, we know Thy love rejoices o'er each work of Thine; Thou didst ears and hands and voices for Thy praise combine; Craftsman's art and music's measure for Thy pleasure didst design.
4. Here, great God, today we offer of Thine own to Thee; And for Thine acceptance proffer, all unworthily, Hearts and minds, and hands and voices, in our choicest melody.
5. Honor, glory, might and merit, Thine shall ever be, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, blessed Trinity; Of the best that Thou hast given Earth and Heaven render Thee.
Words: Francis Pott, 1861.
Music: 'Angel Voices (Monk)' Edwin G. Monk, 1861.
Setting: Presbyterian Hymnal, 1911.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
Ascribe To the Lord Honor
1. Ascribe to the Lord, honor, And glory due His Name Worship in His holiness, Worthy is His pow'r and fame.
2. The Lord of glory thunders O'er great and mighty seas; His voice is so majestic, It breaks cedar to pieces.
3. His voice like a mighty flash, Shakes the desert of Kadesh, It makes bare the thick forest No other voice is its match.
4. The Lord sits upon His throne, That's set upon the flood. He gives strength to His people, Who put their trust in His word.
5. Ascribe to the Lord, honor, And glory due His Name, Worship Him in holiness Worthy is His might and fame.
Words: Bola Omodun Ilori, 2012.
Music: 'Iyin Oluwa' traditional Yoruba tune.
Setting: Bola Omodun Ilori, 2012.
copyright: Tune public domain. Lyrics and Setting Copyright 2012, Bola Omodun Ilori. These lyrics and this setting may be freely reproduced or published for Christian worship, provided they are not altered, and this notice is on each copy. All other rights reserved. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2015 Revision.
As With Gladness Men of Old
1. As with gladness, men of old Did the guiding star behold As with joy they hailed its light Leading onward, beaming bright So, most glorious Lord, may we Evermore be led to Thee.
2. As with joyful steps they sped To that lowly manger bed There to bend the knee before Him whom Heav'n and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek Thy mercy seat.
3. As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ, to Thee, our heav'nly King.
4. Holy Jesus, ev'ry day Keep us in the narrow way; And, when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds Thy glory hide.
5. In the heav'nly country bright, Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down; There forever may we sing Alleluias to our King!
Words: William Chatterton Dix, 1860.
Music: 'Dix' or 'Treuer Heiland, Wir Sind Heir' Conrad Kocher, 1838. Abridged by William Henry Monk, 1861.
Setting: Conrad Kocher, 1838, alt. by William Henry Monk, 1861, alt. for "The English Hymnal", 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
At The Lamb's High Feast
1. At the Lamb's high feast we sing, Praise to our victorious King, Who has washed us in the tide Flowing from his piercèd side; Alleluia!
2. Praise we Him, whose love divine Gives His sacred blood for wine, Gives His body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. Alleluia!
3. Where the Paschal blood is poured, Death's dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel's hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. Alleluia!
4. Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed, Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread; With sincerity and love Eat we Manna from above. Alleluia!
5. Mighty Victim from the sky, Hell's fierce pow'rs beneath Thee lie; Thou hast conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light; Alleluia!
6. Now no more can death appall, Now no more the grave enthrall; Thou hast opened Paradise, And in Thee Thy saints shall rise.
7. Paschal triumph, Easter joy, This alone can sin destroy; From sin's death do Thou set free Souls reborn, O Lord, in Thee.
8. Hymns of glory and of praise, Father, to Thee we raise; Risen Lord, all praise to Thee, Ever with the Spirit be.
Words: Latin, circa 6th Century. Translated by Robert Campbell, 1849.
Music: 'Sonne der Gerechtigkeit' Czech, Kirchengeseng, 1566.
Setting: Brian J. Dumont, 31 Dec 2009.
copyright: Words and Music, public domain. Setting: Copyright 2009 Brian J. Dumont. This setting may be freely reproduced or published for Christian worship, provided it is not altered, and this notice is on each copy. All other rights reserved. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2010 Revision.
Author of All Life
1. Author of all Life, our Father, breathe into our hearts again. Stir our deadness, heal our weakness, crush our evil thoughts so vain. Life Creator, life Redeemer, life Imparter, Source of Truth, Teach us now to love each other, Teach us Lord to love like You.
2. Hearts so hard, we hate each other, those in need we treat with scorn... Old, unwise, or not my color, Palsied limbs, or not yet born. Life Creator, life Redeemer, life Imparter, Three in One, Teach us Lord to see Your Image, Teach us now to see the Son.
3. Christ now grants us life eternal, to know You the one true God, He the Way to see the Father, He the One who felt the rod. Life Creator, life Redeemer, life Imparter, Life conferred! Let us sing of Your atonement, Let all people hear Your Word!
Words: Brian J. Dumont, 12 Oct 2009.
Music: 'Beach Spring' Benjamin F. White, 1844.
Setting: "The Sacred Harp", 1860, alt.
copyright: Words: Copyright 2009, Brian J. Dumont. These lyrics may be freely reproduced or published for Christian worship, provided they are not altered, and this notice is on each copy. All other rights reserved.Music and Setting: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2009 Revision.
Awake, My Heart, With Gladness
1. Awake, my heart, with gladness, See what today is done; How after gloom and sadness, Comes forth the glorious Sun. My Savior there was laid Where our bed must be made When to the realms of light Our spirit wings its flight.
2. They in the grave did sink Him, The foe held jubilee; Before he can bethink him, Lo! Christ again is free. And "Victory" He cries, And waving tow'rds the skies His banner, while the field Is by the Hero held!
3. Upon the grave is standing The Hero looking round; The foe, no more withstanding, His weapons on the ground Throws down, his hellish pow'r To Christ must he give o'er, And to the Victor's bands Must yield his feet and hands.
4. A sight it is to gladden; And fill the heart with glee, No more affright or sadden Shall aught, or take from me My trust or fortitude, Or any precious good The Savior bought for me In sov'reign love and free.
5. Hell and its prince, the devil, Of all their pow'rs are shorn; Now I am safe from evil, And sin I laugh to scorn. Grim Death with all his might Cannot my soul affright; He is a pow'rless form, Howe'er he rage and storm.
6. The world against me rageth Its fury I disdain; Though bitter war it wageth Its work is all in vain. My heart from care is free, Misfortune now is play, No trouble troubles me, And night is bright as day.
7. I cleave now and forever To Christ, a member true, My Head will leave me never, Whate'er He passeth through. He treads the world beneath His feet, and conquers death And hell, and breaks sin's thrall; I'm with Him through it all.
8. To halls of heavenly splendor With Him I penetrate; And trouble ne'er may hinder Nor make me hesitate. No enemy I fear, Because my Head is near; My Savior is my Shield, By Him all rage is stilled.
9. He brings me to the portal That opens into bliss, Where graved in words immortal This golden scripture is: "Who's there despised with me, Here with me crown'd shall be; Who there with Me shall die, Here's raised with me on high!"
Words: Paul Gerhardt, 1648. Translated by John Kelly, 1867, alt.
Music: 'Auf, Auf, Mein Herz mit Freuden' Johann Crüger, 1648.
Setting: "Mehrstimmiges ChoralBuch", 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2011 Revision.
Awake, My Soul, And With The Sun (see also 'Praise God, From Whom All Blessings Flow')
1. Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2. Thy precious time misspent, redeem, Each present day thy last esteem, Improve thy talent with due care; For the great day thyself prepare.
3. By influence of Light divine Let thy own light to others shine. Reflect all Heaven's propitious ways In ardent love, and cheerful praise.
4. In conversation be sincere; Keep conscience as the noontide clear; Think how all seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys.
5. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King.
6. All praise to Thee, Who safe has kept And hast refreshed me while I slept Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake I may of endless light partake.
7. Heav'n is, dear Lord, where'er Thou art, O never then from me depart; For to my soul 'tis hell to be But for one moment void of Thee.
8. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Disperse my sins as morning dew. Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill.
9. Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.
10. I would not wake nor rise again And Heaven itself I would disdain, Wert Thou not there to be enjoyed, And I in hymns to be employed.
11. Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Words: Thomas Ken, 1674.
Music: 'Old 100th' Genevan Psalter, attr. Louis Bourgeois, c. 1551.
Setting: Sternhold and Hopkins' Psalter, 1561.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
Awake My Soul, An Offering Bring
1. Awake my soul, an off'ring bring to Jesus our exalted King; Sing to Him Who reigns above incarnate fount of grace and love; Sing to Him Who reigns above incarnate fount of grace and love.
2. In awe we stand upon this ground, His wisdom and His pow'r astound; All His wonders we behold, in heav'n and earth His story's told; All His wonders we behold, in heav'n and earth His story's told.
3. Then to this world, behold what grace! He comes to rescue Adam's race; Our Redeemer, our High Priest, from sin and death He brings release; Our Redeemer, our High Priest, from sin and death He brings release.
4. Awake my soul, arise and sing, eternal praise to Christ our King; In His Church, His Name confessed, we worship Him among the blessed; In His Church, His Name confessed, we worship Him among the blessed.
Words: Brian L. Penney, 2009.
Music: 'Melismata 22' Thomas Ravenscroft, 1611 (#22 from "Melismata").
Setting: Brian L. Penney, 2009.
copyright: Words and Setting: Copyright 2009, Brian L. Penney. These lyrics and this setting may be freely reproduced or published for Christian worship, provided they are not altered, and this notice is on each copy. All other rights reserved. Music: public domain.
Away In A Manger
1. Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where He lay, The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay.
2. The cattle are lowing, the Baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes; I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky And stay by my cradle til morning is nigh.
3. Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay Close by me forever, and love me, I pray; Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care, And fit us for Heaven to live with Thee there.
Words: stanzas 1,2 anonymous published Philadelphia, 1885. stanza 3 John T. MacFarland (1851-1913).
Music: 'Mueller' James R. Murray, 1887.
Setting: "Hymnal for American Youth", 1919.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2006 Revision.
Baptized Into Thy Name Most Holy
1. Baptized into Thy Name most holy, O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, I claim a place, though weak and lowly, Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host. Buried with Christ and dead to sin, Thy Spirit now shall live within.
2. My loving Father, here doth take me To be henceforth His child and heir; My faithful Savior, now doth make me The fruit of all His sorrows share; My Comforter will comfort me When darkest clouds around I see.
3. And I have vowed to fear and love Thee And to obey Thee, Lord, alone; I felt Thy Holy Spirit move me, I dared to pledge myself Thine own, Renouncing sin to keep the faith And war with evil unto death.
4. My faithful God, Thou failest never, Thy cov'nant surely will abide; Oh, cast me not away forever Should I transgress it on my side! But if I fall hide not Thy face, Restore Thy child, Lord, by Thy Grace.
5. Yes, all I am and love most dearly, To Thee I offer now the whole; O let me make my vows sincerely, Take full possession of my soul! Let naught within me, naught I own, Serve any will save Thine alone.
6. Hence, Prince of darkness, hence forever, For I belong now to my God! 'Tis true, I sinned; but my dear Savior Hath cleansed me with His holy blood. Away, vain world, sin, leave me now, I turn from you; God hears my vow.
7. And never let my purpose falter, O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, But keep me faithful to Thine altar, Till Thou shalt call me from my post; So unto Thee I live and die, And praise Thee evermore on high.
Words: Johann Jakob Rambach, 1734. Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1863 and August Crull, 1884.
Music: 'O Dass Ich Tausend Zungen Hätte (Dretzel)' Kornelius Heinrich Dretzel, 1731.
Setting: "Mehrstimmiges ChoralBuch", 1906.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2011 Revision.
Beautiful Savior (also known as Fairest Lord Jesus)
1. Beautiful Savior, King of Creation Son of God and Son of Man! Truly I'd love Thee, truly I'd serve Thee, Light of my soul, my joy, my crown.
2. Fair are the meadows, Fair are the woodlands, Robed in the flow'rs of blooming spring; Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, He makes our sorr'wing spirit sing.
3. Fair is the sunshine, Fair is the moonlight, Bright the sparkling stars on high; Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer Than all the angels in the sky.
4. Beautiful Savior, Lord of the nations, Son of God and Son of Man! Glory and honor, Praise, adoration Now and forevermore be Thine!
Words: German Jesuits, published 1677. Translated by Joseph A. Seiss, 1873.
Music: 'Crusader`s Hymn' Silesian folk song, 1842.
Setting: Richard S. Willis, 1850.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2005 Revision.
Behold, A Host, Arrayed in White
1. Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow clad mountains bright, With palms they stand. Who is 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 song 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.
Words: Hans Adolf Brorson, circa 1760. Translation composite.
Music: 'Den Store Hvide Flok' or 'Great White Host' traditional Norwegian, 17th cent.
Setting: Edvard Grieg, 1907.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2007 Revision.
Beneath The Cross Of Jesus
1. Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand, The shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land; A home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way, From the burning of the noontide heat, and the burden of the day.
2. O safe and happy shelter, O refuge tried and sweet, O trysting place where Heaven's love and Heaven's justice meet! As to the holy patriarch that wondrous dream was giv'n, So seems my Savior's cross to me, a ladder up to heav'n.
3. There lies beneath its shadow but on the further side The darkness of an awful grave that gapes both deep and wide And there between us stands the cross two arms outstretched to save A watchman set to guard the way from that eternal grave.
4. Upon that cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me; And from my stricken heart with tears two wonders I confess; The wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness.
5. I take, O cross, thy shadow for my abiding place; I ask no other sunshine than the sunshine of His face; Content to let the world go by to know no gain or loss, My sinful self my only shame, my glory all the cross.
Words: Elizabeth C. Clephane, 1868.
Music: 'St. Christopher' Frederick C. Maker, 1881.
Setting: "Bristol Tune-Book", 1891.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
Be Still My Soul
1. Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side. Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change, He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heav'nly Friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
2. Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.
3. Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart, And all is darkened in the vale of tears, Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart, Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears. Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay From His own fullness all He takes away.
4. Be still, my soul: the hour is hast'ning on When we shall be forever with the Lord. When disappointment, grief and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored. Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past All safe and blessèd we shall meet at last.
5. Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high; Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways, So shall He view thee with a well pleased eye. Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.
Words: Katharina A. von Schlegel, 1752. Translated by Jane L. Borthwick, 1855.
Music: 'Finlandia' Jean Sibelius, 1899.
Setting: from Jean Sibelius, 1900.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
Be Thou My Vision
1. Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart; Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art. Thou my best Thought, by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
2. Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou my great Father, and I Thy true son; Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
3. Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight; Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight; Thou my soul's Shelter, Thou my high Tower: Raise Thou me heav'nward, O Pow'r of my pow'r.
4. Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise, Thou mine Inheritance, now and always: Thou and Thou only, be first in my heart, High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
5. High King of Heaven, my victory won, May I reach Heav'ns joys, O bright Heaven's Sun! Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
Words: Attr. Dallan Forgaill, 8th Century. Translated by Mary Byrne, 1905 and Eleanor Hull, 1912.
Music: 'Slane' Traditional Irish.
Setting: Mark Hamilton Dewey, 2007.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision. All portions of the setting that were not already public domain were released to the public domain by the arranger on 27 July 2007. He already had released the parts and the versification (except for a few changes in the third verse, which he released to the public domain in 2007) to the public domain in 2006.
Blessed Assurance
1. Blessèd assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood. This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long; This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long.
2. Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture now burst on my sight; Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long; This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long.
3. Perfect submission, all is at rest I in my Savior am happy and blest, Watching and waiting, looking above, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love. This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long; This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long.
Words: Fanny Crosby, 1873. Music and
Setting: 'Blessed Assurance' or 'Assurance' Phoebe P. Knapp, 1873.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2008 Revision.
Blessed Jesus at Thy Word
1. Blessed Jesus, at Thy Word We are gathered all to hear Thee; Let our hearts and souls be stirred Now to seek and love and fear Thee, By Thy teachings sweet and holy, Drawn from earth to love Thee solely.
2. All our knowledge, sense, and sight Lie in deepest darkness shrouded, Til Thy Spirit breaks our night With the beams of truth unclouded; Thou alone to God canst win us; Thou must work all good within us.
3. Glorious Lord, Thyself impart! Light of light, from God proceeding, Open Thou our ears and heart; Help us by Thy Spirit's pleading; Hear the cry Thy people raises; Hear and bless our prayers and praises.
4. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Praise to Thee and adoration! Grant that we Thy Word may trust And obtain true consolation, While we here below must wander, Till we sing Thy praises yonder.
Words: verses 1-3, Tobias Clausnitzer, 1663. verse 4, unknown author. Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1858.
Music: 'Liebster Jesu wir Sind Hier' Johann Rudolph Ahle, 1664.
Setting: Fridrich Layriz, 1854.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2012 Revision.
Blest Be The Tie That Binds
1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above.
2. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one Our comforts and our cares.
3. We share each other's woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
4. When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
5. This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day.
6. From sorrow, toil and pain, And sin, we shall be free, And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity.
Words: John Fawcett, 1782. Music and
Setting: 'Boylston' Lowell Mason, 1832.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2012 Revision.
Blest Be The Tie That Binds
1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above.
2. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one Our comforts and our cares.
3. We share each other's woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
4. When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
5. This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day.
6. From sorrow, toil and pain, And sin, we shall be free, And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity.
Words: John Fawcett, 1782.
Music: 'Dennis' Hans Georg Nägeli, circa 1828.
Setting: Donna Snell, circa 1975, alt.
copyright: public domain. Setting released into the public domain by Donna Snell 10 Nov 2010.This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2012 Revision.
Blind Bartimaeus
1. Blind Bartimaeus at the gates Of Jericho in darkness waits: He hears the crowd; he hears a breath say "It is Christ of Nazareth!" And calls in tones of agony, "O Jesus, Jesus pity me!"
2. The thronging multitudes in-crease "Blind Bartimaeus, hold thy peace!" But still, above the noisy crowd, The blind man's cry is shrill and loud: Until they say, "He calleth thee; Courage! arise! He calleth thee!"
3. Then saith the Christ, as silent stands The crowd, "What wilt thou at My hands?" And he replies, "O give me light! Rabbi, restore the blind man's sight." And Jesus answers, "Go thy way, Thy faith, thy faith hath savèd thee."
4. Ye that hath eyes and cannot see, In darkness and in misery, Recall those mighty voices three— "O Jesus, Jesus pity me!" "Courage! arise! He calleth thee!" "Thy faith, thy faith hath savèd thee."
Words: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, alt, 1842.
Music: 'Fillmore' Jeremiah Ingalls (1764-1828).
Setting: "The Methodist Hymnal", 1905.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2012 Revision.
Breathe on Me, Breath of God
1. Breathe on me, breath of God, Fill me with life anew, That I may love what Thou dost love, And do what Thou wouldst do.
2. Breathe on me, breath of God, Until my heart is pure, Until with Thee I will one will, To do and to endure.
3. Breathe on me, breath of God, So shall I never die, But live with Thee the perfect life Of Thine eternity.
Words: Edwin Hatch, 1878.
Music: 'Aylesbury' or 'Wirksworth' found in John Chetham's Psalmody, 1718.
Setting: "Hymns Ancient and Modern", 1904.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2010 Revision.
Built on the Rock
1. Built on the Rock the church doth stand, Even when steeples are falling; Crumbled have spires in every land, Bells still are chiming and calling; Calling the young and old to rest, But above all the soul distressed, Longing for rest everlasting.
2. Surely in temples made with hands, God, the Most High, is not dwelling; High above earth His temple stands, All earthly temples excelling; Yet He whom heav'ns cannot contain Chose to abide on earth with men, Built in our bodies His temple.
3. We are God's house of living stones, Built for His own habitation; He through baptismal grace us owns, Heirs of His wondrous salvation; Were we but two His Name to tell, Yet He would deign with us to dwell, With all His grace and His favor.
4. Now we may gather with our King; Ev'n in the lowliest dwelling: Praises to Him we there may bring, His wondrous mercy foretelling; Jesus His grace to us accords, Spirit and life are all His words, His truth doth hallow the temple.
5. Still we our earthly temples rear, That we may herald His praises; They are the homes where He draws near And little children embraces, Beautiful things in them are said, God there with us His cov'nant made, Making us heirs of His kingdom.
6. Here stands the font before our eyes Telling how God did receive us; The altar recalls Christ's sacrifice And what His table doth give us; Here sounds the Word that doth proclaim Christ yesterday, today, the same, Yea, and for aye our Redeemer.
7. Grant then, O God, where'er men roam, That, when the church bells are ringing, Many in saving faith may come Where Christ His message is bringing: "I know Mine own, Mine own know Me; Ye, not the world, My face shall see. My peace I leave with you."
Words: Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig, 1857. Translated Carl Døving, 1909.
Music: 'Kirken Den Er Et Gammelt Hus' Ludvig M. Lindeman, 1840.
Setting: "The Lutheran Hymnary", 1913.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2010 Revision.
By Grace I'm Saved
1. By grace I'm savedgrace free and boundless! My heart, believ'st thou this or not? Why tremblest thou with terror groundless? Has ever God a falsehood taught? His Word is truethen this must be: By grace there is a crown for thee.
2. By grace! our works are all rejected, All claims of merit pass for naught; The mighty Savior, long expected, To us this blissful truth has brought, That He by death redeems our race, And we are saved alone by grace.
3. By grace! mark well this phrase's meaning, When sin rolls sorrows o'er thy breast, When Satan threats with pride o'erweening, When troubled conscience sighs for rest: What reason ne'er can comprehend It pleases God by grace to send.
4. By grace His Son, on earth appearing, Vouchsafed beneath thy woe to bend; Hadst thou, damnation justly fearing, Done aught to render Him thy friend? Was't not that He thy welfare sought, And but by grace deliv'rance wrought?
5. By grace! this ground of our salvation As long as God is true endures: What saints have penned by inspiration, What God to our poor soul secures, What all our faith must rest upon, Is grace, free grace through His dear Son.
6. By grace! but think not, thou who livest Securely on in godless ways, That thou, though all are called, receivest The promised rest that wakes our praise: By grace none find in heaven a place Who live in sin in hope of grace.
7. By grace! They who have heard this sentence Must bid hypocrisy farewell; For only after deep repentance The soul what grace imports can tell; To sin while grace a trifle seems, To faith it bright with glory beams.
8. By grace the timid hearts that languish, Find access to the Father's heart, When conflicts fierce and bitter anguish Bid all their joy and hopes depart. Where, oftimes, should I strength obtain, Bid grace my anchor not remain!
9. By grace! on this in death I'll rest me, Rejoicing e'en though feeling naught; I know my sin it oft oppressed me But Him, too, who my soul hath bought: My heart exults grief flees apace Because my soul is saved by grace.
10. By grace! O sin and Satan hear it! I bear my flag of faith in hand, And pass, in spite of doubts, nor fear it, The Red Sea to the promised land; I hold the word my Savior taught As certain, whether felt or not.
Words: Christian L. Scheidt, 1742. Translated by Matthias Loy, (1828-1915).
Music: 'O Dass Ich Tansend Zungen' Johann Balthasar König, 1738.
Setting: "The Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal" (Ohio Synod), 1908.
copyright: public domain. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2007 Revision.
Canon in D
Music: 'Kanon (for piano)' Johann Pachelbel, circa 1680.
Setting: Brian J. Dumont, 2011.
copyright: Melody, public domain. Setting: Copyright 2011 Brian J. Dumont. This setting may be freely reproduced or published for Christian worship, provided it is not altered, and this notice is on each copy. All other rights reserved. This score is a part of the Open Hymnal Project, 2011 Revision.
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