Theodore Claudius Pease   1 comment

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Above:  Pleasant Street from Malden Square, Malden, Massachusetts, 1906

Image Source = Library of Congress

Publisher and Copyright Claimant = Detroit Publishing Company

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Theodore Claudius Pease (1853-1893) was a Congregationalist minister.  He served as the pastor of the First (Congregational) Church in Malden, Massachusetts, from 1884 to 1893, when he resigned to become a professor at Andover Theological Seminary.  Shortly thereafter he died of typhoid fever.

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Before Us, Lord, Thy Board is Spread:

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Dear Lord, Who Once Came Upon the Lake of Stormy Galilee:

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How Blest Thy First Disciples, Lord:

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O Lord of Life, Once Laid in Joseph’s Tomb:

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O Lord of Life, Once Laid in Joseph’s Tomb   2 comments

Descent from the Cross

Above:  Descent from the Cross

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn Source = The Pilgrim Hymnal (1904), National Council of Congregational Churches in the United States

Text (1893) by Theodore Claudius Pease (1853-1893)

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O Lord of life, once laid in Joseph’s tomb,

Around Thy grave the garden bursts in bloom,

Thy glory breaks the world’s long night of gloom.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

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Thou for us all didst hang upon the tree;

The burden of our sins was borne by Thee;

Thy stripes have healed, Thy sorrows set us free.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

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Now all is o’er,–Thy toil, Thy grief, Thy pain;

The veil of death by Thee is rent in twain;

Thine earthly loss is our eternal gain.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

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Henceforth, through hours of ease and days of care,

Help us with Thee our daily cross to bear,

Strong in Thy strength, and brave Thy cup to share.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

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When through dark vales our lonely pathway lies,

Though hearts may faint, and tears may dim our eyes,

Thy light shall guide our footsteps to the skies.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

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And when, at last, our work on earth is o’er,

Lead us where Thou hast trod the path before,

Through death to life with Thee forevermore!

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Dear Lord, Who Once Upon the Lake of Stormy Galilee   1 comment

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Above:  Christ in the Storm on the Sea of Galilee, by Ludolf Bakhuizen

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1890) by Theodore Claudius Pease (1853-1893)

Hymn Source = The Pilgrim Hymnal (1904), National Council of Congregational Churches in the United States

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Dear Lord, who once upon the lake

Of stormy Galilee,

Didst from Thy weary pillow wake

To hush the wind and sea,–

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Come at our prayer, and speak Thy peace

Within each troubled breast;

Bid the loud winds of passion cease,

And waves of wild unrest:

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Let that deep calm our bosoms fill,

That dwells for aye with those

Who lose their wishes in Thy will,

And in Thy love repose.

How Blest Thy First Disciples, Lord   1 comment

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Above:  All Saints’ Episcopal Church, Atlanta, Georgia, May 8, 2016

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Text (1890) by Theodore Claudius Pease (1853-1893)

Source #1 = The Pilgrim Hymnal (1904), National Council of Congregational Churches in the United States

Source #2 = The Christian Ministry:  Its Present Claim and Attraction and Other Writings (1894)

The Pilgrim Hymnal (1904) contains five of the seven stanzas; The Christian Ministry (1894) offers the complete text.

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How blest Thy first disciples, Lord,

Whom Thou didst choose to walk with thee,

Who daily met around Thy board,

And made Thy home and family!

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How blest, when throng and press were gone,

And weary day herself had fled,

From all the noisy world withdrawn,

Alone with Thee to break the bread!

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Has the long day its burden brought?

Are heavy hearts in sorrow bound?

What sweet relief in kindly thought;

What sympathy with Thee is found!

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For every care Thou hast an ear;

Thou knowest all their changing moods:

What stirs the timid Philip’s fears,–

Why thoughtful Thomas sadly broods.

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Ah, who would such a meeting miss?

What strength is here to nerve the will!

How fair a home for hearts is this!

Who would not long to find it still?

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And is the vision vain as sweet?

Nay, Lord, Thy table still is spread;

And ever where disciples meet,

Thy blessed hands still break the bread.

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We see Thee not; yet when we turn,

These moments melt in memory,

And all our hearts within us burn,

For we have met and talked with Thee.

Before Us, Lord, Thy Board is Spread   1 comment

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Above:  St. Timothy’s Episcopal Church, Calhoun, Georgia, July 10, 2016

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Hymn Source = The Christian Ministry:  Its Present Claim and Attraction and Other Writings (1894)

Text (1890) by Theodore Claudius Pease (1853-1893)

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Before us, Lord, Thy board is spread,

Thy love’s unchanging token:

We share the cup, we take the bread,

Thy body bruised and broken:

And at Thy table, met with Thee,

Thy word, “In memory of Me,”

Once more to us is spoken!

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No lengthening years of mist and gloom

Have power to change or bound Thee:

To-day, as in the upper room

Thy first disciples found Thee,

O let Thy Presence still our fears,

Remove our doubts, and dry our tears,

While here we gather round Thee!

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We come, our hearts anew to yield

To Thee for Thy possessing:

We come, with lips but now unsealed,

A new-found love confessing:

Grant us, O Lord, Thy promised grace,

Reveal to each Thy loving Face,

And breathe on all Thy blessing!

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Thou knowest all our varied need,

Our gladness and our grieving:

What joys allure, what hopes mislead,

With false lights still deceiving:

With Thee we leave our troubled past,

With Thee our future, dim and vast,–

All things from Thee receiving.

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While here we hold communion sweet,

The dear, remembered faces

Of friends unseen, again we meet

In their familiar places:

For one with Thee is one with all

Who hear Thy voice and own Thy call,

Throughout the starry spaces!

Lord Jesus, For Our Call of Grace   1 comment

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Above:  All Saints’ Episcopal Church, Atlanta, Georgia, May 5, 2016

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Original German Text by Count Nicholas Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760)

Stanza #1 (1734)

Stanzas #2-4 (1741)

English Translation (1789)

Hymn Sources = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (Unitas Fratrum) (1923) and Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (1969)

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Lord Jesus, for our call of grace,

To praise Thy Name in fellowship

We humbly meet before Thy face,

And in Thy presence lovefeast keep.

Shed in our hearts Thy love abroad,

Thy Spirit’s unction now impart;

Grant we may all, O Lamb of God,

In Thee be truly one in heart.

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Welcome among Thy flock of grace

With joyful acclamation,

Thou, Whom our Shepherd we confess:

Come, feed Thy congregation.

We own the doctrine of Thy Cross

To be our sole foundation;

Accept from every one of us

The deepest adoration.

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Lord Jesus, to our hearts reveal

Thy grace and love unceasing;

Thy hand, once pierced with the nail,

Bestow on us a blessing;

That hand which to Thy family,

With tender love’s affection,

Ere Thou ascendest up on high,

Imparted benediction.

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O Thou, the Church’s Head and Lord,

Who as a Shepherd leadest

Thy flock, and richly with Thy word

And sacrament us feedest:

What shall we say?  lost in amaze,

Our hearts bow down before Thee;

For none sufficiently can praise,

Love, honor or adore Thee.

Jesus, Hear Our Prayer   2 comments

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Above:  Star Night

Image in the Public Domain

Original German Text by Count Nicholas Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760)

English Translation (1769), recast in 1789 by John Swertner (1746-1813)

Hymn Source = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (Unitas Fratrum) (1923)

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Jesus, hear our prayer,

For Thy children care;

While we sleep, protect and bless us,

With Thy pardon now refresh us:

Leave Thy peace divine

With us, we are Thine.

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