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)


Children of the heavenly King,

As ye journey, sweetly sing;

Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise,

Glorious in His works and ways.


We are traveling home to God

In the way the fathers trod;

They are happy now, and we

Soon their happiness shall see.


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.


Fear not, brethren; joyful stand

On the borders of your land;

Jesus Christ, your Father’s Son,

Bids you undismayed go on.


Lord, obediently we go,

Gladly leaving all below;

Only Thou our Leader be,

And we still will follow Thee.


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)


Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail,

Thou Author of our faith,

The Finisher of all our hopes,

The Truth, the Life, the Path.


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.


O, let that faith which Thou hast taught,

Be treasured in our breast;

The evidence of unseen joys,

The substance of our rest.


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.


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)


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.


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.


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.


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.


Charles Albert Dickinson   1 comment

Above:  Charles Albert Dickinson

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Charles Albert Dickinson (1849-1906) was a U.S. Congregationalist minister and hymn writer.


Blessed Master, I Have Promised:

To Thee, O Savior Friend:


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To Thee, O Savior Friend   1 comment

Above:  Christ Pantocrator

Scan by Kenneth Randolph Taylor

Words (1901) by Charles Albert Dickinson (1849-1906)

Hymn Source = Williston Hymns (1917)


To Thee, O Savior Friend,

Our loving pray’rs ascend,

To Thee we sing.

Upon Thine altars here

Our choicest gifts appear,

And all we hold most dear

To Thee we bring.


Sometimes our love to Thee

Grows cold, and seems to be

A fleeting breath.

But Thine burns warm and pure

While earthly things endure:

A love forever sure

In life and death.


Dear Lord, our love renew

That we with zeal may do

Thy holy will.

Support us when we fall,

Be near us when we call,

Direct and help us all

To serve Thee still.


Behold a Sower!   1 comment

Above:  Landscape with the Parable of the Sower, by Pieter Brueghel the Elder

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1897) by Washington Gladden (1836-1918)

Hymn Source = The Pilgrim Hymnal (1904), National Council of Congregational Churches in the United States


Behold a Sower!  from afar

He goeth forth with might;

The rolling years his furrows are,

His seed the growing light;

For all the just his word is sown,

It springeth up alway;

The tender blade is hope’s dawn,

The harvest, love’s new day.


O Lord of life, to thee we lift

Our hearts in praise for those,

Thy prophets, who have shown thy gift

Of grace that ever grows,

Of truth that spreads from shore to shore,

Of wisdom’s widening ray,

Of light that shineth more and more

Unto thy perfect day.


Shine forth, O Light, that we may see,

With hearts all unafraid,

The meaning and the mystery

Of things that thou hast made:

Shine forth, and let the darkling past

Beneath thy beam grow bright;

Shine forth, and touch the future vast

With thine untroubled light.


Light up thy Word; the fettered page

From killing bondage free;

Light up our way; lead forth this age

In love’s large liberty!

O Light of light!  within us dwell,

Through us thy radiance pour,

That word and life thy truths may tell,

And praise thee evermore.


Harriet Beecher Stowe   1 comment

Above:  Harriet Beecher Stowe, Circa 1880

Image Source = Library of Congress

Reproduction Number = LC-USZ62-11212

Harriet Beecher Stowe (1812-1896) was an abolitionist, a conductor of the Underground Railroad, and a novelist most famous for Uncle Tom’s Cabin (1851-1852).


Abide in Me, O Lord, and I in Thee!

Still, Still with Thee:


Posted April 14, 2018 by neatnik2009 in Sources S

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