Above:  Celtic Cross

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1916) by Julius Ewald Kockritz (1876-1931)

Hymn Source = The Evangelical Hymnal (1917), Evangelical Synod of North America

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In Thy service, Lord of mercy,

We would find our chief delight;

Show us then some place to labor

In Thy kingdom, Lord of Light.

In hearts that are hopeless sin’s torrents are raging,

The forces of darkness their war still are waging;

The world lies in sorrow, a lost human race,

Which naught can restore but the pow’r of Thy grace.

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‘Tis not tho’ some special merit

That salvation we receive,

But because our sad condition

Caused Thee for mankind to grieve;

Constrained Thee Thy glory of heavenly splendor

For our redemption to freely surrender;

To serve the whole world in its terrible plight;

To drive out the darkness and give it Thy light.

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Lord, by all Thy loving efforts

Thou didst an example give

To be followed by Thy servants,

Showing how they are to live:

Then strengthen our purpose, that we resolutely

Perform Thy good will and fulfil ev’ry duty;

And serving Thee daily, whatever the task,

We find Thy approval, ’tis all that we ask.

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Above:  Icon of a Right Hand

Image in the Public Domain

German Text (1867) by Julie von Hausmann (1826-1901)

English Translation (1912) by Rudolph A. John (1859-1938)

Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1941), Evangelical and Reformed Church

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Take Thou my hand and lead me

Unto the end;

In life and death I need Thee,

O blessed Friend;

I cannot live without Thee

For one brief day;

Lord, be Thou ever near me,

And lead the way.

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Thou mighty God of ages,

O be Thou near;

When angry tempest rages

I need not fear;

Close by Thy side abiding

I fear no foe,

While Thy strong hand is guiding

Life hath no foe.

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When evening’s shadows lengthen,

The night is come,

My faint heart, Father, strengthen

And bring me home.

Take Thou my hand and lead me

Unto the end,

In life and death I need Thee,

O blessed Friend!

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Above:  Icon of PIetà

Image in the Public Domain

Text by George Thomas Coster (1835-1912); written for The Fellowship Hymnbook, National Council of Adult School Unions (founded in 1899)

Hymn Source = The Church Hymnary–Revised Edition (1927)

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O God our Father, throned on high,

Enrobed in ageless splenour,

To Thee, in awe and love and joy,

Ourselves we would surrender–

To live obedient to Thy will

As servants to each other,

And show our faithfulness to Thee

By love to one another.

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To serve by love! O teach us how;

Be this our great vocation–

To comfort grief, to seek the lost

With message of salvation;

In loving may our full hearts beat,

Our words be wise and winning;

In helping others may our joy

Have ever new beginning.

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Thee, Lord, for Thy dear Son we bless;

His heart for us was broken;

O love! upon the bitter Cross

Thy deepest word was spoken;

The echo of that word is heard

In love for every brother;

So test we, Lord, our love for Thee,

By loving one another.

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Above:  Ursa Major

Image in the Public Domain

Text by Albert H. Bayly (1901-1984)

Text Source = The Hymn Book of the Anglican Church of Canada and the United Church of Canada (1971)

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O Lord of every shining constellation

that wheels in splendour through the midnight sky:

grant us thy Spirit’s true illumination

to read the secrets of thy work on high.

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And thou who mad’st the atom’s hidden forces,

whose laws its mighty energies fulfil:

teach us, to whom thou giv’st such rich resources,

in all we use, to serve thy holy will.

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O Life, awaking life in cell and tissue,

from flower to bud, from beast to brain of man:

O help us trace, from birth to final issue,

the sure unfolding of thine ageless plan.

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Thou who hast stamped thine image on thy creatures,

and though they marred that image, lov’st them still:

uplift our eyes to Christ, that in his features

we may discern the beauty of thy will.

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Great Lord of nature, shaping and renewing,

who mad’st us more than nature’s sons to be:

help us to tread, thy grace our souls enduing,

the road to life and immortality.

Above:  An Offering Plate

Image Source = ForestWander

Text by Albert F. Bayly (1901-1984)

Hymn Source = The Hymn Book of the Anglican Church of Canada and the United Church of Canada (1971)

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Lord of all good, our gifts we bring to thee,

use them thy holy purpose to fulfil,

tokens of love and pledges they shall be

that our whole life is offered to thy will.

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We give our mind to understand thy ways,

hands, eyes, and voice to serve thy great design;

heart with the flame of thine own love ablaze,

till for thy glory all our powers combine.

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Father, whose bounty all creation shows,

Christ, by whose willing sacrifice we live,

Spirit, from whom all life in fullness flows,

to thee with grateful hearts ourselves we give.

Above:  Icon of St. Luke

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1905) by Hardwicke Drummond Rawnsley (1851-1920)

Hymn Source = The English Hymnal (1906), The Church of England

A hymn for the Feast of St. Luke the Evangelist (October 18)

I detect a theme of medical missions, one of Rawnsley’s favorite causes.

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Saviour, who didst healing give,

Still in power go before us;

Thou through death didst bid men live,

Unto fuller life restore us;

Strengthen from thee the fainting found,

Deaf men heard, the blind went seeing;

At thy touch was banished sickness,

And the leper felt new being.

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Thou didst work thy deeds of old

Through the loving hands of others;

Still thy mercies manifold

Bless men by thy hands of brothers;

Angels still before thy face

Go, sweet health to brothers bringing;

Still, hearts glow to tell his praises

With whose name the Church is ringing.

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Loved physician! for his word

Lo, the Gospel page burns brighter,

Mission servant of the Lord,

Painter true, and perfect writer;

Saviour, of thy bounty send

Such as Luke of Gospel story,

Friends to all in body’s prison

Till the sufferers see thy glory.

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Above:  World Map, 1898

Image in the Public Domain

Text (published in 1922) by Hardwicke Drummond Rawnsley (1851-1920)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935), the Methodist Episcopal Church; the Methodist Episcopal Church, South; and the Methodist Protestant Church

A hymn about medical missions

The Methodist Hymnal (1935) is the only hymnal in my collection to have (1) all five stanzas and (2) the unaltered text of this hymn.

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Father, whose will is life and good

For all of mortal breath

Bind strong the bond of brotherhood

Of those who fight with death.

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Empower the hands and hearts and wills

Of friends in lands afar,

Who battle with the body’s ills,

And wage Thy holy war.

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Where’er they heal the maimed and blind,

Let love of Christ attend:

Proclaim the good Physician’s mind,

And prove the Saviour friend.

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For still His love works wondrous charms,

And, as in days of old,

He takes the wounded to His arms,

And bears them to the fold.

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O Father, look from Heaven and bless

Wheree’er Thy servants be,

Their works of pure unselfishness,

Made consecrate to Thee!

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Above:  A World Map from 1570

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1928) by Frank Mason North (1850-1935)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935), Methodist Episcopal Church; Methodist Episcopal Church, South; and Methodist Protestant Church

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O Master of the waking world,

Who hast the nations in Thy heart–

The heart that bled and broke to send

God’s love to earth’s remotest part:

Show us anew in Calvary

The wondrous power that makes men free.

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On every side the walls are down,

The gates swing wide to every land,

The restless tribes and races feel

The pressure of Thy pierced hand;

The way is in the sea and air,

Thy world is open everywhere.

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We hear the throb of surging life,

The clank of chains, the curse of greed,

The moan of pain, the futile cries

Of superstition’s cruel creed;

The peoples hunger for Thee, Lord,

The isles are waiting for Thy word.

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Thy witness in the souls of men,

Thy Spirit’s ceaseless, brooding power,

In lands where shadows hide the light,

Await a new creative hour:

O mighty God, set us aflame

To show the glory of Thy Name.

Above:  Riverside Church and Grant’s Tomb, New York, New York

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn (1930) by Harry Emerson Fosdick (1878-1969), for the opening of the Riverside Church, New York, New York, in 1930

Hymn Sources = The Hymnal (1941), Evangelical and Reformed Church; Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (1969), Moravian Church in America

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God of grace and God of glory,

On Thy people pour Thy power;

Crown Thine ancient church’s story;

Bring her bud to glorious flower.

Grant us wisdom, Grant us courage,

For the facing of this hour,

For the facing of this hour.

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Lo! the hosts of evil round us

Scorn Thy Christ, assail his ways!

From the fears that long have bound us

Free our hearts to faith and praise:

Grant us wisdom, Grant us courage,

For the living of these days,

For the living of these days.

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Cure Thy children’s warring madness,

Bend our pride to Thy control;

Shame our wanton, selfish gladness,

Rich in things and poor in soul.

Grant us wisdom, Grant us courage,

Lest we miss Thy kingdom’s goal,

Lest we miss Thy kingdom’s goal.

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Set our feet on lofty places;

Gird our lives that they may be

Armored with all Christlike graces

In the fight to set men free.

Grant us wisdom, Grant us courage,

That we fail not man nor Thee!

That we fail not man nor Thee!

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Save us from weak resignation

To the evils we deplore;

Let the search for Thy salvation

Be our glory evermore.

Grant us wisdom, Grant us courage

Serving Thee Whom we adore,

Serving Thee Whom we adore.

Above:  Apotheosis of War, by Vasily Vereshchagin

Image in the Public Domain

Hymn Source = The Hymnbook of the Anglican Church of Canada and the United Church of Canada (1971)

Text (1937, 1939) by Robert Balgarnie Young (R. B. Y.) Scott (1899-1987)

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O day of God, draw nigh

in beauty and in power;

come with thy timeless judgement

now to match our present hour.

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Bring to our troubled minds,

uncertain and afraid,

the quiet of a steadfast faith,

calm of a call obeyed.

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Bring justice to our land,

that all may dwell secure,

and finely build for days to come

foundations that endure.

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Bring to our world of strife

thy sovereign word of peace,

that war may haunt the earth no more

and desolation cease.

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O day of God, draw nigh,

as at creation’s birth;

let there be light again, and set

thy judgements in the earth.

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