All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night

Many congregations unknowingly sing the last stanza each Sunday by Thomas Ken (1637-1710). What numerous congregations commonly call “The Doxology” (“Praise God from whom all blessings flow…”) is actually the final stanza of Ken’s hymn, All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night. A native of Hertfordshire, England, Ken was orphaned at age 9 and raised as the ward of Izaak Walton, the husband of his sister, Ann. After his education at Winchester College and Hart Hall, Oxford, he became a fellow of New College in 1657, where he earned his bachelor’s and master’s degrees. Ken was ordained in 1662 and was rector of Little Easton. Ken was among the bishops imprisoned in the Tower of London for refusing to sign James II’s 1687 “Declaration of Indulgence.” The author of many hymns, Ken wrote three hymns that framed the day—morning, evening and midnight. The two that are still in common use are “Awake my soul, and with the sun” and “All praise to thee, my God, this night.” All three hymns conclude with his famous “doxology” stanza1.

All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light!
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.

Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake

Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

1umcdiscipleship.org/resources/history-of-hymns-all-praise-to-thee-my-god-this-night

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O the Deep, Deep Love of Jesus

Samuel Trevor Francis (1834–1925) was an English lay preacher and hymn writer, with the Plymouth Brethren. He first published this hymnn in Whence-Whither and Other Poems. In his preface, he included this explanation: Many of these poems have appeared in various religious and semi-religious papers and magazines.If he has touched upon the sorrows and the dark side of human life, he has endeavoured to show how light, hope, and joy may be found. He trusts that those poems that are hymn-like will not be altered to suit the whims or theology of hymn-book compilers. This book is not written in the interests of any sect, denomination, or party, but for all who “love our Lord Jesus Christ in sincerity and truth.” You may have heard different melodies for this hymn, but I think this is the best one – enjoy!

O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free,
Rolling as a mighty ocean
In it’s fullness over me.
Underneath me, all around me,
Is the current of thy love;
Leading onward, leading homeward,
To thy glorious rest above.

O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
Spread his praise from shore to shore;
How he loveth, ever loveth,
Changeth never, nevermore;
How he watches o’er his loved ones,
Died to call them all his own;
How for them he intercedeth,
Watcheth o’er them from the throne.

O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
Love of ev’ry love the best:
‘Tis an ocean vast of blessing,
‘Tis a haven sweet of rest.
O the deep, deep love of Jesus!
‘Tis a heav’n of heav’ns to me;
And it lifts me up to glory,
For it lifts me up to thee.

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Thank and Praise Jehovah’s Name

This hymn was written by Scotsman James Montgomery (1771-1854), the son of Moravian parents who died on a West Indies mission field while he was in boarding school. He published eleven volumes of poetry, mainly his own, and at least four hundred hymns. Some critics judge his hymn texts to be equal in quality to those of Isaac Watts and Charles Wesley. I love this version, with the melody written by Gregory Wilbur and sung by Neal Carpenter; I’m sure this will make you praise the name of our Lord!

Thank and praise Jehovah’s name;
For His mercies, firm and sure,
From eternity the same,
To eternity endure.

Praise Him, ye who know His love;
Praise Him from the depths beneath.
Praise Him in the heights above;
Praise your maker all that breathe.

Let the ransomed thus rejoice,
Gathered out of every land,
As the people of His choice,
Plucked from the destroyer’s hand.

For His truth and mercy stand,
Past, and present, and to be,
Like the years of His right hand
Like His own eternity.

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O Worship The King

Anglican composer Robert Grant (1779-1838) was born and died in India—a country that by this time had long played a major role in the British Empire. He was a public servant distinguishing himself in law, serving as a member of Parliament, judge advocate general and governor of Bombay (now Mumbai). His father Charles was a leader in the evangelical wing of the Church of England and also played an active civic role with William Wilberforce in the emancipation of African slaves in the British Empire. Robert was born in India when his father went there to negotiate an end to barriers set up against missions by the British East India Company. The hymn was published posthumously in 1839 in Sacred Poems, a volume edited by Grant’s brother, Lord Glenelg. The hymn is based primarily on the rich imagery of Psalm 104:1-71.

O worship the King all glorious above,
and gratefully sing his power and his love:
our shield and defender, the Ancient of Days,
pavilioned in splendour and girded with praise.

O tell of his might and sing of his grace,
whose robe is the light, whose canopy space;
his chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form,
and dark is his path on the wings of the storm.

The earth, with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty, your power has founded of old;
established it fast, by a changeless decree,
and round it has cast, like a mantle, the sea.

Your bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
it streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
and sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.

We children of dust are feeble and frail –
in you do we trust, for you never fail;
your mercies, how tender, how firm to the end!
our maker, defender, redeemer, and friend.

O measureless Might, unchangeable Love,
whom angels delight to worship above!
Your ransomed creation, with glory ablaze,
in true adoration shall sing to your praise!

1umcdiscipleship.org/resources/history-of-hymns-o-worship-the-king

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Our God In All Things

This is another modern hymn taken from the Rise and Worship: New Reformation Hymns album, and is sung by Nathan Clark George, and written by Douglas Bond. Surely this hymn must be based on Romans 8:28 “And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.” Enjoy!

Our God in all things works for good;
His sovereign, gracious will has stood
And will through endless ages stand,
Sustained and ordered by his hand.
 
In goodness God stretched out the sky,
The sun and moon and stars that cry,
“Almighty God has made all things!”—
Creation groans yet shouts and sings.
 
From heaven’s bounty God gives food
To saint and rebel, bad and good;
Our God in all things meets men’s needs
And just and unjust kindly feeds.
 
When clouds descend and troubles rise,
Despair and darkness, tears and sighs,
Yet God is good in grief and loss,
And bears his own who bear their cross.
 
Redemption, purchased and applied
To favoured ones for whom Christ died;
His lambs he grants repentance free
And eyes of faith his cross to see.
 
All praise to God who works for good!
Whose loving kindness firm has stood
And will through endless ages stand,

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My Dwelling Place (Psalm 91)

This song written by Chris Eaton, Keith Getty, Kristyn Getty, Kelly Minter, and Stuart Townend is based on Psalm 91, the well-known Psalm telling of God as our refuge and fortress, with whom we can fully trust in every circumstance. I have included the live version from the Sing! 2018 conference; enjoy!

My dwelling place is God Most High,
My refuge and my fortress.
When plague and pestilence draw nigh,
I’m hidden in His presence.
When terrors fall and arrows fly,
His shield will be my safety.
When stones across my pathway lie,
On angels’ wings I’m carried.

My dwelling place is God Most High,
A present help in danger.
I rest secure in Love’s pure light,
Beneath my Master’s favour.
He freed me from the fowler’s snare,
Where sin and shame had bound me.
Deceived I made my refuge there,
Till fearless He came for me.

Refrain
Wonderful, powerful, my hope and my defender,
Mighty God, Emmanuel, my dwelling place forever.

My dwelling place is God Most High,
I’ll never seek another.
For I am His and He is mine,
My heart He’ll keep forever.
I know the name on whom I call,
He promises to answer.
With life He satisfies my soul,
And crowns me with his pleasure.

Refrain

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O Jesus, I Have Promised

Born in London in 1816, John Ernest Bode was educated at both Eton and Charterhouse, as well as Christ Church, Oxford University. Bode served as an Anglican vicar at Westwell, Oxfordshire and Castle Camps, Cambridgeshire. This hymn has its origins in the confirmation of Bode’s daughter and two sons in 1866. It was published two years later as a leaflet by SPCK (Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge) entitled “Hymn for the newly Confirmed” and later in the New Appendix to the New and Enlarged Edition of Hymns for Public Worship (1870), Church Hymns and Tunes (1874), and Hymns Ancient and Modern (1875). The text is based on John 12:23-26 and Jesus’ words that those who love their life will lose it, and in losing it will have eternal life1.

O Jesus, I have promised
To serve thee to the end;
Be thou forever near me,
My Master and my friend;
I shall not fear the battle
If thou art by my side,
Nor wander from the pathway
If thou wilt be my guide.

O let me feel thee near me!
The world is ever near:
I see the sights that dazzle,
The tempting sounds I hear.
My foes are ever near me,
Around me and within;
But, Jesus, draw thou nearer,
And shield my soul from sin.

O let me hear thee speaking
In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion,
The murmurs of self-will.
O speak to reassure me,
To hasten or control;
O speak, and make me listen,
Thou guardian of my soul.

O Jesus, thou hast promised
To all who follow thee,
That where thou art in glory
There shall thy servant be.
And, Jesus, I have promised
To serve thee to the end;
O give me grace to follow,
My Master and my friend.

1umcdiscipleship.org/resources/history-of-hymns-o-jesus-i-have-promised

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We Gather Together

At the end of the 16th Century, the Dutch people prayed for freedom from Spanish rule. Among other harsh decrees, the Spanish king had denied them the freedom to worship. In 1597, the Spaniards were defeated, and a cry of victory can be heard in this hymn someone wrote for the occasion. The Dutch text was translated to English in 1894 by Theodore Baker, an American musicologist1. Perhaps this is fitting for your congregation this morning?

We gather together to ask the Lord’s blessing;
He chastens and hastens his will to make known;
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing:
Sing praises to his name; he forgets not his own.

Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining,
Whose kingdom calls all to the love which endures.
So from the beginning the fight we were winning:
You, Lord, were at our side; all glory be yours!

We all do extol you, our leader triumphant,
And pray that you still our defender will be.
Let your congregation escape tribulation:
Your name be ever praised! O Lord, make us free!

1page 228 – Leeman, D. and Leeman, B., 2022. Our Hymns, Our Heritage: A Student Guide to Songs of the Church

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How Sweet The Name of Jesus Sounds

Another hymn from the collection “Olney Hymns”, written by John Newton with poet William Cowper, this collection became quite popular in England and America as it captured the spirit and theology of the Evangelical revival that was happening in those days through the ministries of George Whitefield, the Wesleys, and many others1. Enjoy the below words and arrangement!

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds,
and drives away our fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole
And calms the troubled breast;
’tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.

O Jesus, shepherd, guardian, friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.

How weak the effort of my heart,
How cold my warmest thought;
But when I see you as you are,
I’ll praise you as I ought.

Till then I would your love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And may the music of your name
Refresh my soul in death.

1challies.com/articles/hymn-stories-how-sweet-the-name-of-jesus-sounds/

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Mighty

This song, based on Psalm 93, is written by Matt Searles on his album “Psalms for Congregations, Vol 2”. Using the vocals of Sovereign Grace’s Lacy Hudson, he has written new songs to some melodies that are familiar to congregations. Although not on Youtube, you can listen to the song here.

Lord you reign in glorious light
Robed in majesty;
You uphold the earth and sky
From your ageless throne.

Your decrees are ever sure
Age to age they stand;
Holiness adorns your courts
Lord, for endless days.

Refrain
Ruler of the ocean deep
You command the raging seas.
Lord you are mighty.
Lord you are mighty.

Storms may come and floods may rise;
Be our refuge Lord most high.

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