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With Thine Own Pity, Savior   1 comment

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Above:  The Reverend Licia Affer at the Celebration of a New Ministry, St. Anne’s Episcopal Church, Atlanta, Georgia, September 14, 2014

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Hymn Source #1 = The Methodist Hymnal/The Book of Hymns (1966), The Methodist Church (1939-1968) and The United Methodist Church (1968-)

Hymn Source #2 = Companion to the Hymnal (1970), The United Methodist Church

Words (1876) by Ray Palmer (1808-1887), U.S. Congregationalist minister

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1.  With thine own pity, Savior, see

The thronged and darkening way!

We go to win the lost to thee;

O, help us, Lord, we pray!

2.  Thou bidst us go with thee to stand

Against hell’s marshalled powers;

And heart to heart, and hand to hand,

To make thine honor ours.

3.  Teach thou our lips of thee to speak,

Of thy sweet love to tell,

Till they who wander far shall seek

And find and serve thee well.

4.  O’er all the world thy spirit send,

And make thy goodness known,

Till earth and heaven together blend

Their praises at thy throne.

Come, Holy Ghost, in Love   3 comments

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Above:  The Right Reverend Keith Whitmore, Assistant Bishop of Atlanta, at Trinity Episcopal Church, Columbus, Georgia, Pentecost, May 19, 2013

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1935), The Methodist Church (1939-1968) and its immediate predecessors

Original Latin text (twelfth or thirteenth century), the Veni Sancte Spiritus, by Anonymous

English Translation (1859) by Ray Palmer (1808-1887), U.S. Congregationalist minister

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1.  Come, Holy Ghost, in love,

Shed on us from above

Thine own bright ray!

Divinely good Thou art;

Thy sacred gifts impart

To gladden each sad heart:

O come today!

2.  Come, tenderest Friend, and best,

Our most delightful Guest,

With soothing power:

Rest, which the weary know;

Shade, ‘mid the noontide glow;

Peace, when deep griefs o’erflow:

Cheer us, this hour!

3.  Come, Light serene, and still

Our inmost bosoms fill,

Dwell in each breast;

We know no dawn but Thine,

Send forth Thy beams divine,

On our dark souls to shine,

And make us blest!

4.  Come, all the faithful bliss;

Let all who Christ confess

His praise employ;

Give virtue’s rich reward,

Victorious death accord,

And, with our glorious Lord,

Eternal joy!

Thou, Who Roll’st the Year Around   2 comments

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Above:  Episcopal Church of the Holy Family, Jasper, Georgia, January 1, 2011

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Hymn Source = The Lutheran Hymnal (1941), Evangelical Lutheran Synodical Conference of North America

Words (1832) by Ray Palmer (1808-1887), U.S. Congregationalist minister

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1.  Thou, who roll’st the year around,

Crowned with mercies large and feee,

Rich Thy gifts to us abound;

Warm our praise shall rise to Thee.

2.  Kindly to our worship bow,

While our grateful thanks we tell,

That, sustained by Thee, we now

Bid the parting year farewell.

3.  All its numbered days are sped,

All its busy scenes are o’er,

All its joys forever fled,

All its sorrows felt no more.

4.  Mingled with th’eternal past,

Its remembrance shall decay,

Yet to be revived at last

At the solemn Judgment Day.

5.  All our follies, Lord, forgive;

Cleanse us from each guilty stain.

Let Thy grace within us live

That we spend not years in vain.

6.  Then, when life’s last eve shall come,

Happy spirits, may we fly

To our everlasting home,

To our Father’s house on high!

Come, Jesus, from the Sapphire Throne   1 comment

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Above:  Chapel, St. Mary and St. Martha of Bethany Episcopal Church, Buford, Georgia, November 9, 2012

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Hymn Source = The Lutheran Hymnal (1941), Evangelical Lutheran Synodical Conference of North America

Words (1875) by Ray Palmer (1808-1887), U.S. Congregationalist minister

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1.  Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne,

Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face;

Enter this temple now Thine own,

And let Thy glory fill the place.

2.  We praise Thee that today we see

Its sacred walls before Thee stand;

‘Tis Thine for us, ’tis ours for Thee,

Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand.

3.  Oft as returns the day of rest,

Let heartfelt worship here ascend;

With Thine own joy fill ev’ry breast,

With Thine own pow’r Thy word attend.

4.  Here in the dark and sorr’wing day

Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still.

Oh, wipe the mourner’s tears away

And give new strength to meet Thy will.

5.  Here in baptismal water pure

We find for sin a gracious cure;

Our children here to Thee we bring

To be Thine heirs, O heavenly King.

6.  When at Thine altar we shall meet

And keep the feast of dying love,

Be our communion ever sweet

With Thee and with Thy Church above.

7.  Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep;

In Thine own arms the lambs enfold.

Give help to climb the heavenward steep

Till Thy full glory we behold.

Jesus, Thou Joy of Loving Hearts   2 comments

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Above:  Episcopal Church of Our Saviour, Atlanta, Georgia, 

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1895), Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.

Original Latin text from the eleventh century C.E. by Anonymous

English Translation (1858) by Ray Palmer (1808-1887), U.S. Congregationalist minister

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1.  Jesus, Thou Joy of loving hearts,

Thou Fount of Life, Thou Light of men,

From the best bliss that earth imparts

We turn unfilled to Thee again.

2.  Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood;

Thou savest those that on Thee call;

To them that seek Thee Thou art good,

To them that find Thee All in all.

3.  We taste Thee, O Thou living Bread,

And long to feast upon Thee still;

We drink of Thee, the Fountain head,

And thirst our souls from Thee to fill.

4.  Our restless spirits yearn for Thee,

Where’er our changeful lot is cast,

Glad when Thy gracious smile we see,

Blest when our faith can hold Thee fast.

5.  O Jesus, ever with us stay,

Make all our moments calm and bright;

Chase the dark night of sin away,

Shed o’er the world Thy holy light.

Posted September 18, 2014 by neatnik2009 in Eucharist, Eucharist 1800s, The Hymnal (1895)

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Jesus, These Eyes Have Never Seen   2 comments

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Above:  The Transfiguration, by Alexandr Ivanov

Image in the Public Domain

Words (1858) by Ray Palmer (1808-1887), U.S. Congregationalist minister

Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1895), Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.

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1.  Jesus, these eyes have not seen

That radiant form of Thine;

The veil of sense hangs dark between

Thy blessed face and mine.

2.  I see Thee not, I hear Thee not,

Yet art Thou oft with me;

And earth hath ne’er so dear a spot

As where I meet with Thee.

3.  Let some bright dream that comes unsought,

When slumbers o’er me roll,

Thine image ever fills my thought,

And charms my ravished soul.

4.  Yet though I have not seen, and still

Must rest in faith alone;

I love Thee, dearest Lord, and will,

Unseen, but not unknown.

5.  When death these mortal eyes shall seal,

And still this throbbing heart,

The rending veil shall Thee reveal,

All-glorious as Thou art.

My Faith Looks Up to Thee, by Ray Palmer   7 comments

Jesus Carrying the Cross, by El Greco

Image in the Public Domain

The Reverend Ray Palmer (1808-1887) was a U.S. Congregationalist pastor.

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1966), The Methodist Church

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1.  My faith looks up to thee,

Thou Lamb of Calvary,

Savior divine!

Now Hear me while I pray,

Take all my guilt away,

O let me from this day

Be wholly thine!

2.  May thy rich grace impart

Strength to my fainting heart,

My zeal inspire;

As thou hast died for me,

O may my love to thee

Pure, warm, and changeless be,

A living fire!

3.  While life’s dark maze I tread,

And griefs around me spread,

Be thou my guide;

Bid darkness turn to day,

Wipe sorrow’s tears away,

Nor let me ever stray

From thee aside.

4.  When ends life’s transient dream,

When death’s cold, sullen stream

Shall o’er me roll;

Blest Savior, then, in love,

Fear and distrust remove;

O bear me safe above,

A ransomed soul!