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William Chatterton Dix   1 comment

Above:  Great Britain and Ireland

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William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898) was the English-born manager of a marine insurance company in Glasgow, Scotland.  An Anglican, he belonged to The Church of England south of Hadrian’s Wall and to the Scottish Episcopal Church north thereof.  Of Dix James F. Moffatt wrote:

Few modern writers have shown so signal a gift as his for the difficult art of hymn writing.

Handbook to The Church Hymnary (London:  Oxford University Press, 1927), page 318


Joy Fills Our Inmost Hearts Today:

To Thee, O Lord, Our Hearts We Raise:

As With Gladness Men of Old:

“Come Unto Me, Ye Weary, and I Will Give You Rest.”:

Alleluia! Sing to Jesus:


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Joy Fills Our Inmost Hearts Today   2 comments

Above:  Nativity at Night, by Geertgen tot Sint Jans

Hymn Source = Lutheran Common Service Book (1917)

Words (1865) by William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898)


1.  Joy fills our inmost hearts today,

The Royal Child is born;

And angel hosts, in glad array,

His Advent keep this morn.


Rejoice, rejoice! Th’Incarnate Word

Has come on earth to dwell;

No sweeter sound than this is heard:


2.  Low at the cradle-throne we bend,

We wonder and adore,

And feel no bliss can ours transcend:

No joy was sweet before.


3.  For us the world must lose its charms

Before the manger-shrine,

When, folded in Thy mother’s arms,

We see Thee, Babe Divine.


4.  Thou Light of uncreated Light,

Shine on us, Holy Child,

That we may keep Thy Birthday bright

With service undefiled.


To Thee, O Lord, Our Hearts We Raise   1 comment

Above:  A Farm

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Hymn Source = Lutheran Common Service Book (1917)

Words (1864) by William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898)


1. To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise

In hymns of adoration,

To Thee bring sacrifice of praise

With shouts of exultation;

Bright robes of gold the fields adorn,

The hills with joy are ringing,

The valleys stand so thick with corn

That even they are singing.

2.  And now, on this our festal day,

Thy bounteous hand confessing,

Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay

The first-fruits of Thy blessing;

By Thee the souls of men are fed

With grace supernal:

Thou, Who dost give us daily bread,

Give us the Bread Eternal.

3.  We bear the burden of the day,

And often toil seems dreary;

But labor ends with sunset ray

And rest comes for the weary;

May we, the angel-reaping o’er,

Stand at the last accepted,

Christ’s golden sheaves for evermore

To garners bright elected.

4.  O blessed is that land of God,

Where saints abide for ever,

Where golden fields spread fair and broad,

Where flows the crystal river;

The strains of all its holy throng

With ours to-day are blending;

Thrice blessed is that harvest-song

Which never hath and ending.

As With Gladness Men of Old   3 comments

Above:  The Magi

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Hymn Source = Lutheran Common Service Book (1917)

Words (1860) by William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898)


1.  As with gladness men of old

Did the guiding star behold;

As with joy they hailed its light,

Leading onward, beaming bright;

So, most gracious God, may we

Evermore be led to Thee.

2.  As with joyful steps they sped

To that lowly manger bed,

There to bend the knee before

Thee Whom heaven and earth adore;

So may we, with willing feet,

Ever seek Thy mercy seat.

3.  As they offered gifts most rare

At that manger rude and bare;

So may we, with holy joy,

Pure, and free from sin’s ally,

All our costliest treasures bring,

Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King.

4.  Holy Jesus! every day

Keep us in the narrow way;

And, when earthly things are past,

Bring our ransomed souls at last

Where they need no star to guide,

Where no clouds Thy glory hide.

5.  In the heavenly country bright

Need they no created light;

Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown,

Thou its Sun which goes not down;

There for ever may we sing

Hallelujahs to our King.

“Come Unto Me, Ye Weary, And I Will Give You Rest.”   1 comment

Above:  Good Shepherd

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Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1933), of the Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (1869-1958)

Words (1867) by William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898)

Dix wrote the following about the circumstances during which he wrote the hymn:

I was ill and depressed at the time, and it was almost to idle away the hours that I wrote the hymn.  I had been ill for many weeks, and felt weary and faint, and the hymn really expresses the languidness from which I was suffering at the time.  Soon after its completion I recovered, and I always look back to that hymn as the turning point in my illness.

–quoted in Robert Guy McCutchan, Our Hymnody: A Manual of The Methodist Hymnal, 2d Ed. (New York:  Abingdon Press, 1937), page 241


1.  “Come unto Me, ye weary,

And I will give you rest.”

O blessed voice of Jesus,

Which comes to hearts oppressed!

It tells of benediction,

Of pardon, grace, and peace,

Of joy that hath no ending,

Of love which cannot cease.

2.  “Come unto Me, ye wanderers,

And I will give you light.”

O loving voice of Jesus,

Which comes to cheer the night!

Our hearts were filled with sadness,

And we had lost our way;

But morning brings us gladness,

And songs, the break of day.

3.  “Come unto Me, ye fainting,

And I will give you life.”

O cheerful voice of Jesus,

Which comes to aid our strife!

The foe is stern and eager,

The fight is fierce and long;

But Thou hast made us mighty,

And stronger than the strong.

4.  “And whosoever cometh

I will not cast him out.”

O welcome voice of Jesus,

Which drives away our doubt;

Which calls us, very sinners,

Unworthy though we be

Of love so free and boundless,

To come, dear Lord, to Thee!

Alleluia! Sing to Jesus!   7 comments

Above:  Christ Pantocrator

Hymn Source = The Hymnal 1982, of The Episcopal Church

Words (1866) by William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898)


1.  Alleluia! Sing to Jesus! his the scepter, his the throne;

Alleluia! his the triumph, his the victory alone;

Hark! the songs of peaceful Zion thunder like a mighty flood;

Jesus out of every nation hath redeemed us by his blood.

2.  Alleluia! not as orphans are we left in sorrow now;

Alleluia! his is near us, faith believes, nor questions how:

though the cloud from sight received him, when the forty days were o’er,

shall our hearts for forget his promise, “I am with you evermore”?

3.  Alleluia! Bread of heaven, thou on earth our food, our stay!

Alleluia! here the sinful flee to thee from day to day:

Intercessor, friend of sinners, earth’s Redeemer, plead for me,

where the songs of all the sinful sweep across the crystal sea.

4.  Alleluia! King eternal, thee the Lord of lords we own:

Alleluia! born of Mary, earth thy footstool, heaven thy throne:

thou within the veil hast entered, robed in flesh, our great High Priest;

thou on earth both Priest and Victim in the eucharistic feast.

5.  Alleluia! sing to Jesus! his the scepter his the throne;

Alleluia! his the triumph, his the victory alone;

Hark! the songs of holy Zion thunder like a mighty flood;

Jesus out of every nation hath redeemed us by his blood.