Archive for the ‘Praise of God/Seeking God 1700s’ Category

Be With Me, Lord, Where’er I Go   1 comment

Above:  St. Peter and St. Paul Episcopal Church, Marietta, Georgia, August 15, 2017

Photographer = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

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

Text (1740) by John Cennick (1718-1755)

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Be with me, Lord, where’er I go,

Teach me what wouldst have me do;

Suggest  whate’r I think or say,

Direct me in the narrow way.

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Prevent me lest I harbor pride,

Lest I in my own strength confide;

Show me in my weakness, let me see

I have my power, my all, from Thee.

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Enrich me always with Thy love,

My kind Protector ever prove:

Lord, put Thy seal upon my breast,

And let Thy Spirit on me rest.

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Assist and teach me how to pray,

Incline my nature to obey;

What Thou abhorest, let me flee,

And only love what pleaseth Thee.

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O may I never do my will,

But Thine, and only Thine, fulfill;

Let all my time and all my ways,

Be spent and ended to Thy praise.

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Children of the Heavenly King   1 comment

Above:  Abyssian Pilgrims at Jerusalem, February 16, 1899

Photographer = Benjamin West Kilburn

Image Source = Library of Congress

Reproduction Number = LC-DIG-ppmsca-10654

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

Words (1742) by John Cennick (1718-1755)

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Children of the heavenly King,

As ye journey, sweetly sing;

Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise,

Glorious in His works and ways.

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We are traveling home to God

In the way the fathers trod;

They are happy now, and we

Soon their happiness shall see.

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Lift your eyes, ye sons of light,

Zion’s city is in sight;

There our endless home shall be,

There our Lord we soon shall see.

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Fear not, brethren; joyful stand

On the borders of your land;

Jesus Christ, your Father’s Son,

Bids you undismayed go on.

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Lord, obediently we go,

Gladly leaving all below;

Only Thou our Leader be,

And we still will follow Thee.

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Hail, Alpha and Omega   1 comment

Above:  Alpha and Omega

Image in the Public Domain

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

Words (1741) by John Cennick (1718-1755)

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Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail,

Thou Author of our faith,

The Finisher of all our hopes,

The Truth, the Life, the Path.

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Hail, First and Last, Thou great I AM,

In whom we live and move;

Increase our little spark of faith,

And fill our hearts with love.

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O, let that faith which Thou hast taught,

Be treasured in our breast;

The evidence of unseen joys,

The substance of our rest.

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Then shall we go from strength to strength,

From grace to greater grace;

From each degree of faith to more,

Till we behold Thy face.

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Lamb of God Beloved   1 comment

Above:  Logo of the Moravian Church

Scan by Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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

Words by John Cennick (1718-1755)

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Lamb of God beloved,

Once for sinners slain,

Thankful we remember

What Thou didst sustain;

Nothing Thee incited

But unbounded grace,

To bear condemnation

In the sinner’s place.

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I with sacred sorrow

View Mount Calvary;

But my soul rejoces

O’er Thy death for me;

Since Thou by Thy passion

Didst for me atone,

Take me as an offering,

Thine I’ll be alone.

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In Thy wounds, O Jesus,

I have found true peace;

Thou in all distresses

Art my hiding-place;

Unto Thee I’ll ever

Look with humble faith,

And rejoice, and glory

In Thy wounds and death.

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I unworthy sinner

Lie before Thy throne;

Though I scarce am able

To express, I own,

All my wants, dear Saviour,

Yet Thou know’st them well;

Now in me the counsel

Of Thy love fulfill.

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Come, O Thou Traveler Unknown   1 comment

O For a Closer Walk With God   2 comments

Above:  Snow-Covered Trail, Seward, Alaska, 1916

Image Source = Library of Congress

Reproduction Number = LC-DIG-ppmsc-01960

Text (1769; published in 1772) by William Cowper (1731-1800)

Hymn Source #1  = The Hymnal (1941), Evangelical and Reformed Church

Hymn Source #2 = The Hymnal 1940 Companion (1949), The Episcopal Church

The original text was six stanzas long.

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O for a closer walk with God,

A calm and heavenly frame,

A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb.

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Where is the blessedness I knew,

When first I saw the Lord?

Where is the soul-refreshing view

Of Jesus, and his word?

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What peaceful hours I then enjoyed!

How sweet their memory still!

But they have left an aching void

The world can never fill.

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Return, O Holy Dove, return,

Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,

And drove Thee from my breast.

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The dearest idol I have known,

Whate’er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from Thy throne,

And worship only Thee.

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So shall my walk be close with God,

Calm and serene my frame;

So purer light shall mark the road

That leads me to the Lamb.

Jesus’ Love Unbounded   1 comment

Twelve Apostles

Above:  Twelve Apostles

Image in the Public Domain

Original German Text (1738) by Count Nicholas Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760)

English Translation (1746), recast in 1788

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

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Jesus’ love unbounded

None can e’er explain,

Yet we His disciples

Often cause Him pain;

Even they forget Him

Who have seen His face,

Even they still grieve Him

Who enjoy His grace.

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While we Thy past dealings

Gratefully review,

We’re assured, Thy mercies

Are each morning new;

Pardon our transgressions,

Hear our earnest cry;

Us in soul and body

Heal and sanctify.

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All our days, O Jesus,

Hallow unto Thee;

May our conversation

To Thy honor be;

Let us all experience,

To the end of days,

Thy abiding presence

‘Midst Thy chosen race.