Archive for the ‘The Methodist Hymnal (1935)’ Category

Life is Good, For God Contrives It   2 comments

00001_00001

Above:  Easter Vigil, St. Martin in the Fields Episcopal Church, Atlanta, Georgia, March 31, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://plus.google.com/photos/114749828757741527421/albums/5861636071859841105/5861631937773272002?banner=pwa&pid=5861631937773272002&oid=114749828757741527421)

Words (1931) by Percy Dearmer (1867-1936)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935)

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

1.  Life is good, for God contrives it,

Deep on deep its wonder lies;

Death is good, for man survives it,

Lives again in better guise:

This they knew the night they hailed Him,

When He came thro’ that which veiled Him,

Alleluia, Alleluia!

Smiling, wonderful, and wise.

2.  Failure cuts the way to triumph,

Winter shapes the leaves of spring;

Easter came because the Master

Loved the light of truth to bring.

Vainly priests in hatred slew Him;

He came back, His loved ones knew Him,

Alleluia, Alleluia!

Where, O death, is now thy sting?

3.  Lord, in Thee shines man’s perfection–

King and selfless, strong, and brave;

And Thy life and resurrection

Tells of joy beyond the grave.

All mankind is nobled thro’ Thee;

All are brothers coming to Thee,

Alleluia, Alleluia!

Thine the power to guide and save.

To the Name That Is Salvation   1 comment

STCH_0847

Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, at St. Christopher’s at the Crossroads Episcopal Church, Perry, Georgia, October 27, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://plus.google.com/photos/114749828757741527421/albums/5939573913241556177/5939574045509608754?banner=pwa&pid=5939574045509608754&oid=114749828757741527421)

Words (1931) by Percy Dearmer  (1867-1936)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935)

The 1937 companion volume to that hymnal tells me that Dearmer composed this text as “another hymn about God” to fit the tune “Oriel.”

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

1.  To the Name that is salvation,

Praise and homage let us pay;

Life of every generation,

Law that all the stars obey;

Love and light by whose creation

All that is stands fast today.

2.  Fairest Name beyond all speaking,

Fullest end of all desire;

Close, yet far beyond all seeking,

Goodness, beauty, truth, entire;

Wisdom, never vengeance wreaking,

Radiance never vexed with ire.

3.  ‘Tis the Name of mercy, speeding

Just and unjust with His ray;

Power that rules by patient leading,

Not by force, the easier way;

So that man, in freedom heading,

May the law of love obey.

4.  Name of aw and Name of pleasure,

Glow divine of grace untold;

Sum of values, whose full treasure

Striving art can ne’er unfold;

Sea of virtue passing measure,

Life that doth all life uphold.

5.  Hail, O Father, all creating,

Now, as when the world began;

Master Mind, amazed we hail Thee,

As the light-year depths we scan;

Spirit of transcendent union,

True and just Thy ways to man!

Lord, As We Thy Name Profess   1 comment

STCH_0943

Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, at St. Christopher’s at the Crossroads Episcopal Church, Perry, Georgia, October 27, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://plus.google.com/photos/114749828757741527421/albums/5939573913241556177/5939574219754469602?banner=pwa&pid=5939574219754469602&oid=114749828757741527421)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935)

Words (1890) by Edwin Pond Parker (1836-1920), U.S. Congregationalist pastor in Hartford, Connecticut

http://neatnik2009.wordpress.com/2013/10/29/feast-of-edwin-pond-parker-may-28/

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

1.  Lord, as we Thy Name profess,

May our hearts Thy love confess,

And in all our praise of Thee

May our lips and lives agree.

2.  Make us resolute to do

What Thou showest to be true;

Make us hate and shun the ill,

Loyal to Thy holy will.

3.  May Thy yoke be meekly worn,

May Thy cross be bravely borne;

Make us patient, gentle, kind,

Pure in life and heart and mind.

4.  Gracious Saviour, heav’nly Friend,

On Thy grace our souls depend;

Let that grace our needs supply

While we live and when we die.

O Thou Eternal Christ of God   3 comments

00015_00000

Above:  Episcopal Church of the Redeemer, Greensboro, Georgia, Palm Sunday, March 24, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://plus.google.com/photos/114749828757741527421/albums/5859266162528403809/5859315764338385074?banner=pwa&pid=5859315764338385074&oid=114749828757741527421)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935), of the Methodist Episcopal Church (1784-1939); the Methodist Protestant Church (1828-1939); the Methodist Episcopal Church, South (1845-1939); and The Methodist Church (1939-1968)

Words (1933) by Calvin Weiss Laufer (1864-1938), U.S. Presbyterian Minister and Hymnodist

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

1.  O Thou Eternal Christ of God,

Ride on! Ride on! Ride on!

Establish Thou for evermore

The triumph now begun.

A mighty host, by Thee redeemed,

Is marching in Thy train:

Thine is the Kingdom and the power,

And Thou in love shalt reign.

2.  O Holy Saviour of mankind,

Ride on! Ride on! Ride on!

We bear with Thee the scourge and cross

If so Thy will is done.

And be the road uphill or down,

Unbroken or well trod,

We go with Thee to claim and build

A city unto God.

3.  O Thou whose dreams enthrall the heart,

Ride on! Ride on! Ride on!

Ride on till tyranny and greed

Are evermore undone.

In mart and court and parliament

The common good increase,

Till men at least shall ring the bells

Of brotherhood and peace.

4.  O Thou who art the Life and Light,

Exalted Lord and King.

We hail Thine august majesty

And loud hosanna sing.

Until in every land and clime

Thine ends of love are won:

O Christ, Redeemer, Brother, Friend,

Ride on! Ride on! Ride on!

Thou Didst Leave Thy Throne and Thy Kingly Crown   2 comments

IMG_2575

Above:  St. Timothy’s Episcopal Church, Calhoun, Georgia, December 23, 2012

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://plus.google.com/photos/114749828757741527421/albums/5825240878282493873/5825246650333287986?banner=pwa&pid=5825246650333287986&oid=114749828757741527421)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935)

Words by Emily Elliott (1836-1897)

http://neatnik2009.wordpress.com/2013/08/21/feast-of-charlotte-elliott-julia-anne-elliott-and-emily-elliott-march-8/

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++=

1.  Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown,

When Thou camest to earth for me;

But in Bethlehem’s home there was found no room

For Thy holy Nativity.

O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,

There is room in my heart for Thee.

2.  Heaven’s arches rang when the angels sang,

Proclaiming Thy royal degree;

But in lowly birth didst Thou come to earth,

And in great humility.

O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,

There is room in my heart for Thee.

3.  The foxes found rest, and the birds their nest

In the shade of the forest tree;

But Thy couch was the sod, O Thou Son of God,

In the deserts of Galilee.

O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,

There is room in my heart for Thee.

4.  Thou cam’st, O Lord, with the living word

That should set Thy people free;

But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn,

They bore Thee to Calvary.

O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,

There is room in my heart for Thee.

5.  When heaven’s arches shall ring and her choir shall sing

At Thy coming to victory,

Let Thy voice call me home, saying, “Yet there is room,

There is room at my side for thee!”

And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,

When Thou comest and callest for me.

My God, I Thank Thee   1 comment

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

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://picasaweb.google.com/114749828757741527421/TheEpiscopalDioceseOfAtlantaConfirmationAtTheCathedralOfStPhilip#5736970004358169570)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935), of the Methodist Protestant Church (1828-1939), the Methodist Episcopal Church (1784-1939), and the Methodist Episcopal Church, South (1845-1939), predecessor bodies of The Methodist Church (1939-1968) and The United Methodist Church (1968-)

Words by Adelaide Anne Procter (1825-1864)

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

1.  My God, I thank Thee, who hast made

The earth so bright,

So full of splendor and joy,

Beauty and light;

So many glorious things are here,

Noble and right.

2.  I thank Thee, too, that Thou hast made

Joy to abound,

So many gentle thoughts and deeds

Circling us ’round,

That in the darkest spot of earth

Some love is found.

3.  I thank Thee, Lord, that thou hast kept

The best in store;

We have enough, yet not too much,

To long for more;

A yearning for a deeper peace

Not known before.

I Worship Thee, Most Gracious God   1 comment

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

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

(https://picasaweb.google.com/114749828757741527421/DiocesanConfirmation03#5736963857028636402)

Words by Frederick W. Faber (1814-1863)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935), of the Methodist Episcopal Church (1784-1939); the Methodist Protestant Church (1828-1939); and the Methodist Episcopal Church, South (1845-1939)

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

1.  I worship Thee, most gracious God,

And all Thy ways adore;

And every day I live,

I seem to love Thee more and more.

2.  When obstacles and trials seem

Like prison walls to be,

I do the little I can do,

And leave the rest to Thee.

3.  I have no cares, O blessed Will,

For all my cares are Thine;

I live in triumph, Lord for Thou

Hast made Thy triumphs mine.

4.  He always wins who sides with God;

To him no chance is lost;

God’s will is sweetest to him when

It triumphs at his cost.

5.  Ill that he blesses is our good,

And unblest good is ill;

And all is right that seems most wrong,

If it be His sweet will.