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Father, Lead Me Day By Day   Leave a comment


Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, at St. Thomas Episcopal Church, Columbus, Georgia, August 25, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta


Hymn Sources = The Church Hymnary (1927), Presbyterian, and the companion volume thereto

Words (published in 1877) by John Page Hopps (1834-1912), an English Unitarian minister


1.  Father, lead me day by day,

Ever in Thine own sweet way;

Teach me to be pure and true;

Show me what I ought to do.

2.  When in danger, make me brave;

Make me know that Thou canst save;

Keep me safe by Thy dear side;

Let me in Thy love abide.

3.  When I’m tempted to do wrong,

Make me steadfast, wise, and strong;

And, when all alone I stand,

Shield me with Thy mighty hand.

4.  When my heart is full of glee,

Help me to remember Thee,

Happy most all all to know

That my Father loves me so.

5.  When my work seems hard and dry,

May I press on cheerily:

Help me patiently to bear

Pain and hardship, toil and care.

6.  May I see the good and bright,

When they pass before my sight:

May I hear the heavenly voice,

When the pure and wise rejoice.

7.  May I do the good I know,

Be Thy loving child below,

Then at last go home to Thee,

Evermore Thy child to be.

Spirit of God, Descend Upon My Heart   2 comments


Above:  Baptism at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church, Dalton, Georgia, June 16, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Words by George Croly (1780-1860), an Anglican (Church of Ireland then Church of England) priest, poet, and novelist

Hymn Source = The Church Hymnary (1927), of various Old World Presbyterian denominations


1.  Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;

Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move;

Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,

And make me love Thee as I ought to love.

2.  I ask no dream, no prophet-ecstasies,

No sudden rending of the veil of clay,

 No angel-visitant, no opening skies;

But take the dimness of my soul away.

3.  Hast Thou not bed me love Thee, God and King–

All, all Thine own, soul, heart, and strength, and mind?

I see Thy Cross–there teach my heart to cling:

O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!

4.  Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;

Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,

To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;

Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.

5.  Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,

One holy passion filling all my frame–

The baptism of the heaven-descended Dove,

My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.

Breathe on Me, Breath of God   2 comments


Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, Confirms at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church, Dalton, Georgia, June 16, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta


Words by Edwin Hatch (1835-1889), Anglican Priest, Oxford Academic, and Church Historian

Hymn Source = The Church Hymnary (1927), of various Presbyterian denominations


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,

Till I am wholly Thine,

Until this earthly part of me

Glows with Thy fire divine.

4.  Breathe on me, Breath of God;

So shall I never die,

But live with Thee the perfect life

Of Thine eternity.

My Lord, I Hear Thee Pleading   2 comments

Above:  Diocesan Confirmation, Episcopal Cathedral of St. Philip, Atlanta, Georgia, April 29, 2012

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta


Hymn Source = Lutheran Service Book and Hymnal (1958)

Original Danish words by the Reverend Nikolai Grundtvig (1783-1872), Lutheran; English translation by Fred C. M. Hansen (born 1888)


1.  My Lord, I hear thee pleading

For love and faithfulness,

Thy love is far exceeding

The love that I confess;

Thy covenant will ever stand

On thy eternal promise;

I take thy proffered hand.

2.  That hand shall crown with blessing

Each lowly, bending head;

Each heart, thy love confessing,

Shall by that hand be led;

I therefore sing my praise to thee

In strains of alleluia,

In joyful melody.

3.  I praise thee, alleluia,

for what thy hand has brought!

I praise thee, alleluia,

For what thy Spirit wrought!

I praise thee with the saints above

For every mercy given,

For faith and hope and love.

Lord, I Believe   1 comment

Above:  St. George’s Episcopal Church, Griffin, Georgia, May 6, 2012

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta


Hymn Source = The New Psalms and Hymns (1901), of the Presbyterian Church in the United States (1861-1983)

Words (1837) by John R. Wreford (1800-1881)


1.  Lord, I believe; Thy pow’r I won,

Thy truth I would obey;

I wander comfortless and lone

When from Thy paths I stray.

2.  Lord, I believe; but gloomy fears

Sometimes bedim my sight;

I look to Thee with prayes and tears,

And cry for strength and light.

3.  Lord, I believe; yet Thou dost know

My faith is cold and weak;

Pity my frailty, and bestow

The confidence I seek.

4.  Yes, I believe; and only Thou

Canst give my doubts relief:

Lord, to Thy truth my spirit bow;

“Help Thou my unbelief!”

O Jesus, I Have Promised   3 comments

Above:  St. Andrew’s Episcopal Church, Hartwell, Georgia, January 15, 2012

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta


Words (1868) by John Ernest Bode (1816-1874), a priest of The Church of England

Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1933), of the Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (1869-1958)


1.  O Jesus, I have promised

To serve Thee to the end;

Be Thou forever near me,

My Master and my Friend:

I shall not fear the battle

If Thou art by my side,

Nor wander from the pathway

If Thou wilt be my Guide.

2.  O let me feel Thee near me!

The world is ever near;

I see the sights that dazzle,

The tempting sounds I hear;

My foes are ever near me,

Around me and within;

But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,

And shield my soul from sin.

3.  O let me hear Thee speaking

In accents clear and still,

Above the storms of passion,

The murmurs of self-will!

O speak to reassure me,

To hasten or control!

O speak, and make me listen,

Thou Guardian of my soul!

4.  O Jesus, Thou hast promised

To all who follow Thee

That where Thou art in glory

There shall Thy servant be;

And Jesus, I have promised

To serve Thee to the end;

O give me grace to follow,

My Master and my Friend!

Father, Let Me Dedicate   2 comments

God the Father with His Right Hand Raised in Blessing, by Girolamo dai Libri, circa 1555

Image Source = Wikipedia


Hymn Source = The Lutheran Hymnal (1941), of The Lutheran Church–Missouri Synod

Words by Lawrence Tulliett (1825-1897), a priest of The Church of England then the Scottish Episcopal Church


1.  Father, let my dedicate

All the year to Thee,

In whatever earthly state

Thou wilt have me be.

Not from sorrow, pain, or care

Freedom dare I claim;

This alone shall be my prayer:

Glorify Thy name.

2.  Can a child presume to choose

Where or how to live?

Can a father’s love refuse

All the best to give?

More Thou givest ev’ry day

Than the best can claim

Nor withholdest aught that may

Glorify Thy name.

3.  If in mercy Thou wilt spare

Joys that yet are mine;

If on life, serene and fair,

Brighter rays may shine,

Let my glad heart while it sings

Thee in all proclaim

And, whate’er the future brings,

Glorify Thy name.

4.  If Thou callest to the cross

And its shadow come,

Turning all my gain to loss,

Shrouding heart and home,

Let me think how Thy dear Son

To His glory came

And in deepest woe pray on:

“Glorify Thy name.”

Shepherd of Tender Youth   12 comments

Good Shepherd Mosaic in Ravenna, Italy

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn Source = The American Lutheran Hymnal (1930), of the American Lutheran Church (1930-1960)

Words by St. Clement of Alexandria, Theologian and Church Father, in 211 C.E.; translated by the Rev. Henry Martyn Dexter (U.S. Congregationalist) in 1846


1.  Shepherd of tender youth,

Guiding in love and truth,

Thro’ all their ways:

Christ, our triumphant King,

We come Thy name to sing,

And here our children bring

To join Thy praise.

2. Thou art our holy Lord,

O all-subduing Word,

Healer of strife:

Thou didst Thyself abase,

That from sin’s deep disgrace

Thou mightest save our race,

And give us life.

3.  Ever be near our side,

Our Shepherd and our Guide,

Our joy and Song;

Jesus, Thou Christ of God,

By Thine own staff and rod.

Lead us where Thou has trod,

Our faith make strong.

4.  So now until we die

Sound we Thy praises high

And joyful sing;

Let all the holy throng,

Who to Thy Church belong,

Unite and swell the song

To Christ our King!

O God, Accept My Heart This Day   1 comment

My Confirmation Certificate, from December 22, 1991

Matthew Bridges (1800-1894) was an English poet and hymn writer.  Raised in the Church of England, he crossed the Tiber River under the influence of John Henry Newman.

Bridges wrote this lovely Confirmation hymn.  Confirmation is one of my favorite sacraments.  After my 1991 Confirmation at St. Anne’s Episcopal Church, Tifton, Georgia, I reaffirmed in 2003 at Trinity Episcopal Church, Statesboro, Georgia, and in 2008 at the Cathedral of St. Philip, Atlanta, Georgia.  An occasional reaffirmation is healthy.  I, being an observant Episcopalian, do this in the proscribed, ritualistic way.  This is good, for rituals help mark passages in life.



1.  O God, accept my heart this day,

And make it always thine,

That I from thee no more may stray,

No more from thee decline.

2.  Before the Cross of him who died,

Behold, I prostrate fall;

Let every sin be crucified,

And Christ be all in all.

3.  Anoint me with thy heavenly grace,

And seal me for thine own,

That I may see thy glorious face,

And worship at thy throne.

4.  Let every thought and work and word

To thee be ever given;

Then life shall be thy service, Lord,

And death the gate of heaven.

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Take My Life, and Let It Be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee   9 comments

Worcester Cathedral (The Cathedral Church of Christ and Blessed Mary the Virgin), Worcester, England, United Kingdom

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Frances Ridley Havergal (1836-1879) was a British poet from a family with  a high proportion of Church of England priests in it.

Hymn Source = Service Book and Hymnal (1958), of predecessor bodies of the American Lutheran Church (1960) and the Lutheran Church in America (1962)


1 Take my life, and let it be

Consecrated, Lord, to thee;

Take my moments and my days,

Let them flow in ceaseless praise.

2 Take my hands, and let them move

At the impulse of thy love;

Take my feet, and let them be

Swift and beautiful for thee.

3 Take my voice, and let me sing

Always, only, for my King;

Take my lips, and let them be

Filled with messages from thee.

4 Take my silver and my gold,

Not a mite would I withhold;

Take my intellect, and use

Every power as thou shalt choose.

5 Take my will and make it thine;

It shall be no longer mine;

Take my heart, it is thine own,

It shall be thy royal throne.

6 Take my love; my Lord, I pour

At thy feet its treasure-store;

Take thyself, and I will be

Ever, only, all for thee.