Archive for the ‘Henry Williams Baker’ Tag
Above: One of My Crucifixes
Photographer = Kenneth Randolph Taylor
Hymn Source = The Church Hymnary–Revised Edition (1927)
Text (1875) by Henry Williams Baker (1821-1877)
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O perfect life of love!
All, all is finished now,
All that He left His throne above
To do for us below.
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No work is left undone
Of all the Father willed;
His toils and sorrows, one by one,
The Scripture have fulfilled.
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No pain that we can share
But He has felt its smart;
All forms of human grief and care
Have pierced that tender heart.
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And on His thorn-crowned head,
And on His sinless soul,
Our sins in all their guild were laid,
That He might make us whole.
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In perfect love He dies;
For me He dies, for me!
I all-atoning Sacrifice,
I cling by faith to Thee.
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In every time of need,
Before the judgment throne,
Thy work, O Lamb of God, I’ll plead,
Thy merits, not my own.
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Yet work, O Lord, in me,
As thou for me hast wrought;
And let my love the answer be
To grace Thy love has brought.
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Above: Part of My Biblical Studies Library, September 15, 2019
Photographer = Kenneth Randolph Taylor
Text (1861) by Henry Williams Baker (1821-1877)
Hymn Source = The Church Hymnary–Revised Edition (1927)
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Lord, Thy word abideth,
And our footsteps guideth;
Who its truth believeth
Light and joy receiveth.
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When our foes are near us,
Then Thy word doth cheer us,
Word of consolation,
Message of salvation.
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When the storms are o’er us,
And dark clouds before us,
Then its light directeth,
And our way protecteth.
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Who can tell the pleasure,
Who recount the treasure,
By Thy word imparted
To the simple-hearted?
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Word of mercy, giving
Succour to the living;
Word of life, supplying
Comfort to the dying!
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O that we, discerning
Its most holy learning,
Lord, may love and fear Thee,
Evermore be near Thee!
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Above: Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament of Our Lady of the Angels Monastery, Hanceville, Alabama
Image in the Public Domain
Hymn Source = The Church Hymnary–Revised Hymnary (1927)
Text (1875) by Henry Baker Williams (1821-1877)
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I am not worthy, holy Lord,
That Thou should’st come to me;
Speak but the word; one gracious word
Can set the sinner free.
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I am not worthy; cold and bare
The lodging of my soul;
How canst Thou deign to enter there?
Lord, speak, and make me whole.
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I am not worthy; yet my God,
How can I say Thee nay, —
Thee, who didst give Thy flesh and blood
My ransom price to pay?
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O come, in this sweet morning hour,
Feed me with food divine;
And fill with all Thy love and power
This worthless heart of mine.
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One may substitute “evening” for “morning” in the last stanza.
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St. Nicholas Episcopal Church, Hamilton, Georgia, June 19, 2011
Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta
Hymn Source = The Hymn Book of the Anglican Church of Canada and the United Church of Canada (1971)
Original Words in Latin; English translation by Henry Williams Baker (1821-1877), a priest of The Church of England, editor of Hymns Ancient and Modern, and author of many hymns
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1. On this day, the first of days,
God the Father’s name we praise,
who, creation’s Lord and spring,
did the world from darkness bring.
2. On this day the eternal Son
over death his triumph won;
on this day the Spirit came
with his gifts of living flame.
3. Father, who didst fashion me
image of thyself to be,
fill me with thy love divine,
let my every thought be thine.
4. Holy Jesus, may I be
dead and buried here with thee;
and, by love inflamed, arise
unto thee a sacrifice.
5. Thou, who dost all gifts impart,
shine, sweet Spirit, in my heart;
best of gifts thyself bestow;
make me burn thy love to know.
6. God, the blessed three in one,
dwell within my heart alone;
thou dost give thyself to me:
may I give myself to thee.
http://lenteaster.wordpress.com/2011/07/28/first-day-of-easter-easter-sunday-year-b-principal-service/
http://lenteaster.wordpress.com/2011/07/28/great-vigil-of-easter-year-b/
Image Source = Toby Hudson
Hymn Author = The Reverend Henry Williams Baker, Church of England, 1868
Hymn Source = Common Service Book (1917), of the United Lutheran Church in America
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1. The King of love my Shepherd is,
Whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am His
And He is mine forever.
2. Where streams of living water flow
My ransomed soul he leadeth,
And, where the verdant pastures grow
With food celestial feedeth.
3. Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
But yet in love He sought me,
And on His shoulder gently laid,
And home, rejoicing, brought me.
4. In death’s dark vale I fear no ill
With thee, dear Lord, beside me,
Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
Thy cross before to guide me.
5. Thou spread’st a table in my sight;
Thy unction grace bestoweth;
And O, what transport of delight
From thy pure chalice floweth!
6. And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd! may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house for ever.
Above: The Peace Sign
Image in the Public Domain
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Henry Williams Baker (1821-1877), a priest of the Church of England, was chief editor of Hymns Ancient and Modern, as well as the author of many hymns. My source for the following hymn by Baker is The Hymnary of The United Church of Canada (1930).
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1. O God of love, O King of peace,
Make wars throughout the world to cease;
The wrath of sinful man restrain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again!
2. Remember, Lord, Thy works of old,
The wonders that our fathers told;
Remember not our sin’s dark stain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again!
3. Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord?
Where rest but on Thy faithful word?
None ever called on Thee in vain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again!
4. Where saints and angels dwell above,
All hearts are knit in holy love;
O bind us in that heavenly chain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again!
GATHERED PRAYERS 
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