Praise the Saviour, Ye Who Know Him!

Hi friends, I’m back with the daily hymns, kicking off today with this great hymn of exhortation by Irish churchman and hymn writer Thomas Kelly (1806). He also wrote one of my favourites ‘Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious’. I’m sure you’ll enjoy meditating on this one!

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Praise the Saviour, ye who know Him!
Who can tell how much we owe Him?
Gladly let us render to Him
all we are and have.

Jesus is the name that charms us;
He for conflict fits and arms us;
nothing moves and nothing harms us
while we trust in Him.

Trust in Him, ye saints, forever;
He is faithful, changing never;
neither force nor guile can sever
those He loves from Him.

Keep us, Lord, O keep us cleaving
to Thyself, and still believing,
till the hour of our receiving
promised joys with Thee.

Then we shall be where we would be,
then we shall be what we should be;
things that are not now, nor could be,
soon shall be our own.

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Welcome! and Upon A Life I Did Not Live

Hi friends,

Over the last few weeks, although I haven’t been posting (see my last post for details), I have gained quite a few new subscribers. Welcome friends, and I hope you have been blessed by the backlog of hymns and song on the site, just as I have.

It’s great to see new subscribers because since life has opened up more space and time to me, I am hoping, Lord willing, to return to regular posting again! So please do stick around, and suggest hymns and songs through the contact form at the top of the page. Until then, I have come across this hymn from 1881 by Scottish minister and hymn writer Horatius Bonar, which is just lovely. It’s written for communion, and is a wonderful hymn to mediate on before the Lord’s Day. Also below is a modern rendition by Indelible Grace; enjoy!

On merit not my own I stand;
On doings which I have not done,
Merit beyond what I can claim,
Doings more perfect than my own.

Upon a life I have not lived,
Upon a death I did not die,
Another’s life, Another’s death,
I stake my whole eternity.

Not on the tears which I have shed:
Not on the sorrows I have known,
Another’s tears, Another’s griefs,
On them I rest, on them alone.

Jesus, O Son of God, I build
On what Thy cross has done for me;
There both my death and life I read,
My guilt, my pardon there I see.

Lord, I believe; oh deal with me
As one who has Thy word believed!
I take the gift, Lord look on me
As one who has Thy gift received.

I taste the love the gift contains,
I clasp the pardon which it brings,
And pass up to the living source
Above, whence all this fullness springs.

Here at Thy feast, I grasp the pledge
Which life eternal to me seals,
Here in the bread and wine I read
The grace and peace Thy death reveals.

O fullness of the eternal grace,
O wonders past all wondering!
Here in the hall of love and song,
We sing the praises of our King.

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Goodbye for now

Hi friends! The time has come for me to have to say goodbye for now. As much as I have enjoyed sharing these wonderful hymns, it’s often felt more of a burden to share them because of the other priorities I have in my life at the moment of being a wife and a mother. I hope to one day share again these hymns that I’ve come to love. But for now, I’ll be refocusing my attention on other areas in life that God would have me prioritise.

It is fitting then that the last hymn for the foreseeable future is ‘God Be With You Till We Meet Again’ by Jeremiah Rankin (1828-1904). It was written as a Christian good-bye; deliberately composed as a Christian hymn on the basis of the etymology of “good-bye,” which means “God be with you”. God be with you all!

God be with you till we meet again;
loving counsels guide, uphold you,
may the Shepherd’s care enfold you;
God be with you till we meet again.

Refrain:
Till we meet, till we meet,
till we meet at Jesus’ feet.
Till we meet, till we meet,
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
unseen wings, protecting, hide you,
daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again. [Refrain]

God be with you till we meet again;
when life’s perils thick confound you,
put unfailing arms around you;
God be with you till we meet again. [Refrain]

God be with you till we meet again;
keep love’s banner floating o’er you,
smite death’s threat’ning wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again. [Refrain]

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Lord of All Hopefulness

Today’s hymn comes from Joyce Torrens-Graham (1901-1953) who wrote many poems and essays under the pen name of Jan Struther. During World War II she moved with her children to New York City and remained there until her death. In England she is best known for her novel Mrs. Miniver, which was later made into a movie. Her collection of writings called Songs of Praise included twelve of her hymn texts1. The hymn is written to the tune usually associated with Be Thou My Vision; enjoy!

Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy,
whose trust, ever childlike, no cares could destroy:
Be there at our waking, and give us, we pray,
your bliss in our hearts, Lord, at the break of the day.

Lord of all eagerness, Lord of all faith,
whose strong hands were skilled at the plane and the lathe:
Be there at our labors, and give us, we pray,
your strength in our hearts, Lord, at the noon of the day.

Lord of all kindliness, Lord of all grace,
your hands swift to welcome, your arms to embrace:
Be there at our homing, and give us, we pray,
your love in our hearts, Lord, at the eve of the day.

Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
whose voice is contentment, whose presence is balm:
Be there at our sleeping, and give us, we pray,
your peace in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day

1https://hymnary.org/person/Struther_Jan

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O Weary Saint

Today’s hymn is a modern hymn written by Eric Schumacher & David L. Ward for Reformed Praise. Of this hymn they write “O Weary Saint is a song written particularly for those facing despair at the prospect of their own death or upon the death of a loved one…Even though Christians have the assurance that death has been conquered and its sting removed (1 Corinthians 15:54-57), we still face physical death and the fears and sorrows that accompany it. This song allows us to confront our grief but offers the encouragement of how Christ can transform it into hope so that we do “not grieve as do the rest who have no hope.” (1 Thessalonians 4:13)1. They have used the tune for the hymn Love Unknown and I love it. Enjoy!

O weary saint cast down,
Who mourns in barren field,
Whose heart and flesh now fail
And naught but weeping yield–
When fears increase as life departs,
Where is the balm for broken hearts?

The weary Saviour died
And in the grave was sown
To bear the wrath of God
For sin though not His own
Then He arose from where He lay,
The firstfruits of the harvest day.

O weary saint look up
For from the barren field
Will rise, in Christ, His own
With heart and flesh then healed.
Our hope is this, that death is gain,
Our tears and sighs will not remain.
Our tears and sighs will not remain.

1http://hymni.city/hymns/o-weary-saint

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O Teach Me What It Meaneth

Today’s hymn comes from Lucy Bennett (1850-1927). She was a committed Methodist and a poet. She began to write poems, hymns and prose at an early age. As a young woman, she attended Keswick Conventions where she met and corresponded with prominent Christian leaders, including Christina Rosseti and C. H. Spurgeon. She was active at Mount Pleasant Chapel where she arranged for ministers, led a Bible Class for women, and visited and helped the poor and needy1. Enjoy!

O teach me what it meaneth,
That cross uplifted high,
With One, the Man of Sorrows,
Condemned to bleed and die!
O teach me what it cost Thee
To make a sinner whole;
And teach me, Savior, teach me
The value of a soul!

O teach me what it meaneth,
That sacred crimson tide,
The blood and water flowing
From Thine own wounded side.
Teach me that if none other
Had sinned, but I alone,
Yet still Thy blood, Lord Jesus,
Thine only, must atone.

O teach me what it meaneth,
Thy love beyond compare,
The love that reacheth deeper
Than depths of self-despair!
Yes, teach me, till there gloweth
In this cold heart of mine
Some feeble, pale reflection
Of that pure love of Thine.

O teach me what it meaneth,
For I am full of sin,
And grace alone can reach me,
And love alone can win.
O teach me, for I need Thee,
I have no hope beside—
The chief of all the sinners
For whom the Savior died!

O teach me what it meaneth
The rest which Thou dost give
To all the heavy-laden
Who look to Thee and live.
Because I am a rebel
Thy pardon I receive
Because Thou dost command me,
I can, I do believe.

O infinite Redeemer!
I bring no other plea;
Because Thou dost invite me
I cast myself on Thee.
Because Thou dost accept me
I love and I adore;
Because Thy love constraineth,
I’ll praise Thee evermore!

1https://hymnary.org/person/Bennett_Lucy

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My God, My Father, While I Stray

Today’s hymn comes from Charlotte Elliott, writer of the more well known hymn “Just As I Am”. I hope you can say along with Ms Elliott today, in all your cares and troubles, “Thy will be done!”Enjoy!

My God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home in life’s rough way,
O teach me from my heart to say,
“Thy will be done!”

Though dark my path, and sad my lot,
Let me be still and murmur not,
Or breathe the prayer divinely taught,
“Thy will be done!”

If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prize, it ne’er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Thine;
“Thy will be done!”

Let but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
My God, to Thee I leave the rest;
“Thy will be done!”

Renew my will from day to day,
Blend it with Thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,
“Thy will be done!”

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I Take Thy Promise Lord

Today’s hymn comes from Richmond Deck. Ordained in 1876, he held in succession three Curacies and three Benefices, and since 1897, until his death, the Vicarage of Christ Church, Folkestone. He published in 1903, All the Days: A Round of Verses for the Days of the Week. This hymn is based upon the words, “Lo, I am with you always” from Matthew 28:20 and was written in 18851. Enjoy!

I take Thy promise, Lord, in all its length,
And breadth and fulness, as my daily strength;
Into life’s future fearless I may gaze,
For, Savior, Thou art with me all the days.

Days may be coming fraught with loss and change,
New scenes surround my life and fancies strange;
I thank Thee that no day can ever break,
Savior, when Thou wilt leave me or forsake.

There may be days of darkness and distress,
When sin has power to tempt, and care to press,
Yet in the darkest day I will not fear,
For, ’mid the shadows, Thou wilt still be near.

Days there may be of joy and deep delight,
When earth seems fairest, and her skies most bright,
Then draw me closer to Thee, lest I rest
Elsewhere, my Savior, than upon Thy breast.

And all the other days that make my life,
Marked by no special joy or grief or strife,
Days filled with quiet duties, trivial care,
Burdens too small for other hearts to share;

Spend Thou these days with me, all shall be Thine,
So shall the darkest hour with glory shine.
Then when these earthly years have passed away,
Let me be with Thee in the perfect day.

1https://hymnary.org/person/Deck_Richmond

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I Set My Hope

Today’s hymn comes from the Gettys, Matt Boswell and Matt Papa; it is also titled “Hymn For A Deconstructing Friend”. They say “We all know someone who has thought about leaving the faith, who has wondered if it’s all real. Maybe we are that person. This song is for the doubters, the skeptics, the hurting. It’s a reminder that though we are tempted to wander, God rushes after us with open arms. “There’s a truth that’s more than all I feel” — there’s a Rock who is steady through the fiercest storms. This worship track is raw and honest about our struggles, but it overflows with hope meant to point our friends—and us—back to Jesus.1” Enjoy!

When this life of trials tests my faith
I set my hope on Jesus
When the questions come and doubts remain
I set my hope on Jesus

For the deepest wounds that time won’t heal
There’s a joy that runs still deeper
There’s a truth that’s more than all I feel
I set my hope on Jesus

I set my hope on Jesus
My rock, my only trust
Who set His heart upon me first
I set my hope on Jesus

Though I falter in this war with sin
I set my hope on Jesus
When I fail the fight and sink within
I set my hope on Jesus

Though the shame would drown me in its sea
And I dread the waves of justice
I will cast my life on Calvary
I set my hope on Jesus

I set my hope on Jesus
My rock, my only trust
Who set His heart upon me first
I set my hope on Jesus

Though the world call me to leave my Lord
I set my hope on Jesus
Though it offer all its vain rewards
I set my hope on Jesus

Though this heart of mine is prone to stray
Give me grace enough to finish
’Till I worship on that final day
I set my hope on Jesus

I set my hope on Jesus
My rock, my only trust
Who set His heart upon me first
I set my hope on Jesus

1store.gettymusic.com/uk/album/i-set-my-hope-hymn-for-a-deconstructing-friend/

Te Deum laudamus 

Today’s hymn is an old chant called Te Deum laudamus, Latin for ‘Thee, God, we praise’. It is traditionally ascribed to Ambrose of Milan and St Augustine in the 4th Century. It is central to the Ambrosian hymnal, which spread throughout the Latin Church in the 6th to 8th centuries1. Below is the version from the Anglican Book of Common Prayer. If you search on Youtube, you will find lots of different church traditions using the below hymn, particularly in Gregorian Chant. Enjoy reading this one!

We praise thee, O God; we acknowledge thee to be the Lord.
All the earth doth worship thee, the Father everlasting.
To thee all angels cry aloud, the heavens and all the powers therein.
To thee cherubin and seraphin continually do cry,
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth;
Heaven and earth are full of the majesty of thy glory.
The glorious company of the apostles praise thee.
The goodly fellowship of the prophets praise thee.
The noble army of martyrs praise thee.
The holy Church throughout all the world doth acknowledge thee:
the Father of an infinite majesty;
thine honourable, true and only Son;
also the Holy Ghost the Comforter.

Thou art the King of glory, O Christ.
Thou art the everlasting Son of the Father.
When thou tookest upon thee to deliver man,
thou didst not abhor the Virgin’s womb.
When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death,
thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.
Thou sittest at the right hand of God, in the glory of the Father.
We believe that thou shalt come to be our judge.
We therefore pray thee, help thy servants,
whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious blood.
Make them to be numbered with thy saints in glory everlasting.

O Lord, save thy people and bless thine heritage.
Govern them and lift them up for ever.
Day by day we magnify thee;
and we worship thy name, ever world without end.
Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this day without sin.
O Lord, have mercy upon us, have mercy upon us.
O Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us, as our trust is in thee.
O Lord, in thee have I trusted; let me never be confounded.

1https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Te_Deum

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