Archive for the ‘Church Militant/Kingdom of God 1800s’ Category

Jesus, Our Best Beloved Friend   1 comment

Above:  Donations for Decatur Emergency Assistance Ministry, Holy Trinity Episcopal Church, Decatur, Georgia, June 11, 2017

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Text (1812) by James Montgomery (1771-1854)

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

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Jesus, our best beloved Friend,

Draw out our souls in pure desire;

Jesus, in love to us descend,

Baptize us with Thy Spirit’s fire.

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On Thy redeeming Name we call,

Poor and unworthy though we be;

Pardon and sanctify us all;

Let each Thy full salvation see.

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Our souls and bodies we resign,

To fear and follow Thy commands;

O take our hearts, our hearts are Thine,

Accept the service of our hands.

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Firm, faithful, watching unto prayer;

May we Thy blessed will obey;

Toil in Thy vineyard here, and bear

The heat and burden of the day.

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Yet, Lord, for us a resting-place

In heaven, at Thy right hand prepare;

And till we see Thee face to face,

Be all or conversation there.

God Is in His Holy Temple   1 comment

Above:  St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church, Milledgeville, Georgia, May 7, 2017

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Text (1833) by James Montgomery (1771-1854)

Hymn Source = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (1969), Moravian Church in America

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God is in His holy temple;

All the earth keep silence here!

Worship Him in truth and spirit,

Reverence Him with godly fear!

Holy, holy,

Lord of hosts, our Lord, appear.

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God in Christ reveals His presence,

Throned upon the mercy-seat;

Saints, rejoice; and sinners, tremble;

Each prepare his God to meet;

Lowly, lowly,

Bow adoring at His feet.

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Hail Him here with songs of praises;

Him with prayers of faith surround;

Hearken to His glorious Gospel,

While the preacher’s lips expound;

Blessed, blessed,

They who know the joyful sound!

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Though the heaven and heaven of heavens,

O Thou Great Unsearchable,

Are too mean to comprehend Thee,

Thou with man art pleased to dwell;

Welcome, welcome,

God with us, Immanuel!

Command Thy Blessing From Above   1 comment

Above:  All Saints’ Episcopal Church, Atlanta, Georgia, May 14, 2017

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Text by James Montgomery (1771-1854)

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

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Command Thy blessing from above,

O God, on all assembled here;

Behold us with a Father’s love,

While we look up with filial fear.

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Command Thy blessing, Jesus, Lord,

May we Thy true disciples be,

Speak to each heart Thy mighty word:

Say to the weakest, Follow Me.

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Command Thy blessing in this hour,

Spirit of truth, and fill this place

With wounding and with healing power,

With quickening and confirming grace.

Send Out Thy Light and Truth, O God   1 comment

Above:  World Map, 1570

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1836) by James Montgomery (1771-1854)

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

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Send out Thy light and truth, O God,

With sound of trumpet from above;

Break not the nations with Thy rod,

But draw them as with cords of love;

Justice and mercy meet,

The work is well begun;

Through every clime their feet,

Who bring salvation, run;

In earth as heaven, Thy will be done.

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Before Thee every idol,fall,

Tend the false prophet’s vail of lies;

The fullness of the Gentiles call;

Be Israel saved, let Jacob rise;

Thy Kingdom come indeed,

Thy Church with union bless,

All Scripture be her creed,

And every tongue confess

One Lord,–the Lord our Righteousness.

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Now, for the travail of His soul,

Messiah’s peaceful reign advance;

From sun to sun, from pole to pole,

He claims His pledged inheritance;

O Thou Most Mighty, gird

Thy sword upon Thy thigh,

That two-edged sword, Thy Word,

By which Thy foes shall die,–

By which Thy foes shall die,–

Then spring, new-born, beneath Thine eye.

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So perish all Thine enemies!

Their enmity alone be slain;

Them in the arms of mercy seize,

Breathe, and their souls shall come again:

So may Thy friends at length,

Oft smitten, oft laid low,

Forth, like the sun in strength,

Conquering, to conquer go,–

Till to Thy throne all nations flow.

Pour Out Thy Spirit From On High   1 comment

Above:  The Reverend Cynthia C. Knapp, New Rector of Christ Episcopal Church, Macon, Georgia, January 18, 2017

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Text (1833) by James Montgomery (1771-1854)

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

A hymn for the ordination or installation of a minister

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Pour out Thy Spirit from on high;

Lord, Thine ordained servants bless,

Graces and gifts to each supply,

And clothe them with Thy righteousness.

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Within Thy temple where they stand,

To teach the truth, as taught by Thee,

Saviour!  like stars in Thy right hand,

The angels of the churches be.

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Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart,

Firmness, with meekness from above,

To bear Thy people on their heart,

And love the souls whom Thou dost love;

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To watch and pray, and never faint,

By day and night strict guard to keep,

To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,

Nourish Thy lambs and feed Thy sheep.

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Then when their work is finished here,

In humble hope their charge resign;

When the Chief Shepherd shall appear,

O God!  may they and we be Thine.

Lord of the Hearts of Men   2 comments

Above:  All Saints’ Episcopal Church, Atlanta, Georgia, May 14, 2017

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Original Text (1736) by Charles Coffin (1676-1749)

English Translation (1863) by James Russell Woodford (1820-1885)

Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1911), Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.

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Lord of the hearts of men,

Thou hast vouchsafed to bless,

From age to age, Thy chosen saints

With fruits of holiness.

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Here faith and hope and love

Reign in sweet bond allied;

There, when this little day is o’er,

Shall love alone abide.

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O love, O truth, O light!

Light never to decay!

O rest from thousand labors past!

O endless Sabbath day!

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Here, amid cares and tears,

Bearing the seed we come;

There, with rejoicing hearts, we bring

Our harvest burdens home.

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Give, mighty Lord Divine,

The fruits Thyself dost love;

Soon shalt Thou, from Thy judgment-seat,

Crown Thine own gifts above.

Dear Lord, Each Selfish Thought We Think   1 comment

Above:  Items Donated to the Decatur Emergency Assistance Ministry, Holy Trinity Episcopal Church, Decatur, Georgia, June 11, 2017

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Text (1892) by Lucy Larcom (1826-1893)

Hymn Source = Worship and Song (Revised Edition) (1921), U.S. Congregationalist

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Dear Lord, each selfish thought we think

Puts us afar from Thee;

Into our own dark depths we sink,

Where heaven can never be.

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Teach us to know Thee as Thou art;

To give as Thou hast given!

O show us how the loving heart

May make this world a heaven!