Luke 2:9
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[Luk 2:9] How Blest Were They On Bethlehem’s Plain
How blest were they on Bethlehem’s plain,
Beneath the midnight sky,
Who heard the angel’s joyful strain,
Who heard the angel’s joyful strain,
And felt that Heaven was nigh,
That Heaven was nigh.“Fear not, for on this holy morn
Good news to all I bring;
In Bethlehem’s lowly shrine is born,
In Bethlehem’s lowly shrine is born,
Jesus, the infant King,
The infant King.”Then suddenly a heavenly band
Join in the angel’s song,
While rock and hill through Judah’s land
While rock and hill through Judah’s land
The notes of praise prolong,
Of praise prolong.And thus the joyful chorus ran—
“Glory to God be given!
For peace on earth, goodwill to man,
For peace on earth, goodwill to man,
Descend to him from Heaven,
To him from Heaven.”Glad tidings! nor on Bethlehem’s plain
Alone that song was sweet;
Lo! millions hail with joy the strain,
Lo! millions hail with joy the strain,
And seek the Savior’s feet,
The Savior’s feet.And still to millions yet unborn
Shall sound from shore to shore
The song, which waked that holy morn,
The song, which waked that holy morn,
Till time shall be no more!
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[Luk 2:9] Once O’er Judea’s Hills By Night
Once o’er Judea’s hills by night
Was heard a joyful sound,
A host appeared, of angels bright,
And glory shone around.
Fear not, they sing, to you we bring
Glad tidings, peace on earth;
Good will to men, they caroled then,
And sang the Savior’s birth.
On Bethl’em’s plain no more we hear
The wondrous heav’nly chime;
But we can sound a strain as dear,
This joyful Christmas morn.Refrain
Our song we raise as God we praise,
Good will and peace on earth;
With heart and voice we all rejoice,
And sing the Savior’s birth.When they had sung their song of love,
The angels went away,
To sing in joyful courts above
That first glad Christmas day.
The shepherds heard the wondrous word
The angels brought to them;
Then hastened they where sleeping lay
The Babe of Bethlehem.
Around the manger gathering,
O! let us prostrate fall;
And to the infant Savior bring
Our hearts, our lives our all!Refrain
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[Luk 2:9] Shepherd Band Their Flocks, A
A shepherd band their flocks are keeping,
And gentle lambs are sweetly sleeping;
When suddenly they all behold
An angel in bright robes, with harp of gold.Glad tidings of great joy he bringeth,
The azure vault with anthems ringeth;
Immanuel awakes the song,
And countless hosts the glorious theme prolong.“To you, this day, is born a Savior,
Your Prophet, Priest and King forever;
All glory be to God,” they cry;
“All glory be to God,” let earth reply.“On earth be peace with mercy blending,
Goodwill to men, and love unending”;
Thus sweetly sing the angel throng,
And all the heav’nly host rehearse the song.Through field and wood the song resoundeth,
O’er hill and vale the chorus boundeth;
Exultingly the echoes roll,
And hymns of triumph spread from pole to pole.The shepherds view the host returning,
Their hearts with holy ardor burning;
To Bethlehem they wend their way,
Repeating with glad tongues th’angelic lay.In haste they seek the heav’nly Stranger;
They find the Babe laid in a manger;
With wonder and with awe they fall,
And joyfully adore Him, Lord of all.Now every voice with rapture swelleth,
For Christ the Lord with mortals dwelleth;
Let men and angels Him adore,
And shout their loud hosannas evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 2:9] To Weary Shepherds Sleeping
To weary shepherds sleeping,
A blinding light appeared;
And from their couches sleeping,
They scattered, all afeared;
But Gabriel spake to calm them
From all that did alarm them.With silver wings and golden
A mighty host they saw;
Ne’er had their eyes beholden
Such majesty before.
Said Gabriel that even,
“I come from God in Heaven.”And while his words they ponder
The angel host around
Cried: “In a manger yonder
The King of kings is found!
Go shepherds, do not tarry;
Your loving homage carry.”In joy they turned their faces
To where they heard He lay,
And merry were their paces
And songs upon the way.
And when the dawn was creeping
They found Him sweetly sleeping.Their gifts they laid around Him
With shy and humble word,
And—happy to have found Him—
They lingered and adored.
While Gabriel—upward winging—
“Now peace on earth!” was singing.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 2:46
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[Luk 2:46] Within The Father’s House
Within the Father’s house
The Son hath found His home;
And to His temple suddenly
The Lord of Life hath come.The doctors of the law
Gaze on the wondrous Child,
And marvel at His gracious words
Of wisdom undefiled.Yet not to them is giv’n
The mighty truth to know,
To lift the fleshly veil which hides
Incarnate God below.The secret of the Lord
Escapes each human eye,
And faithful pondering hearts await
The full epiphany.Lord, visit Thou our souls,
And teach us by Thy grace
Each dim revealing of Thyself
With loving awe to trace;Till from our darkened sight
The cloud shall pass away,
And on the cleansèd soul shall burst
The everlasting day.Till we behold Thy face,
And know, as we are known,
Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Co-equal Three in One.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 8:52
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[Luk 8:52] Beloved, Sleep
Belovèd, sleep,
Thy conflicts now are past,
Life’s battle fought, thy bliss begun,
And thou art crowned at last.Rest, sweetly rest,
Thy tears are wiped away,
Thy sighing hushed, thy song begun,
And thine eternal day.Sweet, dreamless sleep,
The Master said, “Well done!”
Thy weary head, upon His breast,
Reclined at set of sun.We wait in hope
Till Jesus comes again;
We’ll meet thee then, to part to no more,
Beyond the reach of pain.Belovèd, sleep.
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[Luk 8:52] Christian’s “good Night”, The
Sleep on, belovèd, sleep, and take thy rest;
Lay down thy head upon the Savior’s breast;
We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Calm is thy slumber as an infant’s sleep;
But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep;
Thine is a perfect rest, secure and deep—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until the shadows from this earth are cast,
Until He gathers in His sheaves at last;
Until the twilight gloom be over past—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until the Easter glory lights the skies,
Until the dead in Jesus shall arise,
And He shall come, but not in lowly guise—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until, made beautiful by love divine,
Thou, in the likeness of thy Lord shalt shine,
And He shall bring that golden crown of thine—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Only “Good night,” belovèd—not “farewell!”
A little while, and all His saints shall dwell
In hallowed unison indivisible—
Good night! Good night! Good night!Until we meet again before His throne,
Clothed in the spotless robe He gives His own,
Until we know even as we are known—
Good night! Good night! Good night!source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Silently The Shades Of Evening
Silently the shades of evening
Gather round my lowly door;
Silently they bring before me
Faces I shall see no more.O the lost, the unforgotten,
Though the world be oft forgot!
O the shrouded and the lonely,
In our hearts they perish not!Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend,
They, unlinked with earthly trouble,
We, still hoping for its end.How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past,
Pointing up to that fair heaven,
We may hope to gain at last.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Unveil Thy Bosom, Faithful Tomb
Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb,
Take this new treasure to thy trust,
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in the dust;
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in the dust.Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear
Invades thy bounds, no mortal woes,
Can reach the lovely sleeper here,
And angels watch her soft repose;
Can reach the lovely sleeper here,
And angels watch her soft repose.So Jesus slept; God’s dying Son
Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed:
Rest here, fair saint, till from His throne
The morning break and pierce the shade;
Rest here, fair saint, till from His throne
The morning break and pierce the shade.Break from His throne, illustrious morn!
Attend, O earth! His sovereign Word:
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord;
Restore thy trust: a glorious form
She must ascend to meet her Lord!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] We Cannot Think Of Them As Dead
We cannot think of them as dead
Who walk with us no more;
Along the path of life we tread—
They have but gone before.The Father’s house is mansioned fair
Beyond our vision dim;
All souls are His, and here or there
Are living unto Him.But still their silent ministries
Within our hearts have place,
As when on earth they walked with us
And met us face to face.Ours are they by an ownership
Nor time nor death can free;
For God hath given love to keep
Its own eternally.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 8:52] Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends?
Why do we mourn departing friends,
Or shake at death’s alarms?
’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to His arms.Are we not tending upward, too,
As fast as time can move?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow
To keep us from our love.Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.The graves of all His saints He blessed,
And softened every bed;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with the dying Head?Thence He arose, ascending high,
And showed our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,
At the great rising day.Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise;
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 12:27
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[Luk 12:27] Consider The Lilies
Consider the lilies—how stately they grow!
They toil not, they spin not, no seed do they sow;
Yet they bloom all the summer, so shining and tall,
The Father Who loves them takes thought for them all.Consider the ravens—who gives them their food?
Who shelters their nest in the storm beaten wood?
Who guides the young sparrow? who watches its fall?
Their Father in Heaven takes heed for them all.Our Father in Heaven, Thy children on earth
Than lilies or ravens Thou holdest more worth:
O guide us and guard us, be near when we call,
Uphold us, enfold us—we thank Thee for all!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 12:27] Long Ago The Lilies Faded
Long ago the lilies faded
Which to Jesus seemed so fair,
But the love that bade them blossom
Still is working everywhere.In the fields, and in the valleys,
By the streams we love so well,
There is greater glory blooming,
Than the tongue of man can tell.Long ago in sacred silence
Died the accents of His prayer;
Still the souls that seek the Father
Find His presence everywhere.Let us seek Him, still believing,
He that worketh round us yet,
Clothing lilies in the meadows,
Will His children ne’er forget.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 12:27] We Thank Thee, O Our Father
We thank Thee, O our Father,
For all Thy loving care;
We thank Thee that Thou madest
The world so bright and fair.
We thank Thee for the sunshine,
And for the pleasant showers;
And O, our God, we thank Thee,
We thank Thee for the flowers.Out in the sunny meadows
And in the woodlands cool,
Upon the breezy hillside,
And by each reedy pool,
And in the quiet pasture,
And by the broad highways,
All pure, and fresh, and stainless,
They spring up every day.And in the dusty city,
Where busy crowds pass by,
And where the tall dark houses
Stand up and hide the sky;
And where through lanes and alleys
No pleasant breezes blow,
Even there, O God, our Father,
Thou mak’st the flowers grow.And whether in the city
Or in the fields they dwell
Always the same sweet message,
The fair, sweet flowers tell.
For they are all so wondrous,
They show Thy power abroad;
And they are all so beauteous,
They tell Thy love, O God.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 15:24
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[Luk 15:24] Abba, Father! We Approach Thee
“Abba, Father!” We approach Thee
In our Savior’s precious Name;
We, Thy children, here assembled,
Now Thy promised blessing claim;
From our sins His blood hath washed us,
’Tis through Him our souls draw nigh,
And Thy Spirit, too, hath taught us,
“Abba, Father,” thus to cry.Once as prodigals we wandered
In our folly far from Thee,
But Thy grace, o’er sin abounding,
Rescued us from misery;
Thou Thy prodigals hast pardoned,
Kissed us with a Father’s love,
Spread the festive board, and called us,
E’er to dwell with Thee above.Clothed in garments of salvation,
At Thy table is our place,
We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest,
In the riches of Thy grace;
“It is meet,” we hear Thee saying,
“We should merry and be glad,
I have found My once lost children,
Now they live who once were dead.”“Abba, Father!” all adore Thee,
All rejoice in Heav’n above,
While in us they learn the wonders
Of Thy wisdom, grace, and love;
Soon before Thy throne assembled,
All Thy children shall proclaim,
“Glory, everlasting glory,
Be to God and to the Lamb!”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 15:24] Calling The Prodigal
God is calling the prodigal, come without delay,
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee.
Tho’ you’ve wandered so far from His presence, come today,
Hear His loving voice calling still.Refrain
Calling now for thee, O weary prodigal, come;
Calling now for thee, O weary prodigal, come.Patient, loving and tenderly still the Father pleads,
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
Oh! return while the Spirit in mercy intercedes,
Hear His loving voice calling still.Refrain
Come, there’s bread in the house of the Father, and to spare,
Hear, O hear Him calling, calling now for thee;
Lo! the table is spread and the feast is waiting there,
Hear His loving voice calling still.Refrain
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Luke 21:4
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[Luk 21:4] Father, Bless The Gifts We Bring Thee
Father, bless the gifts we bring Thee;
Give them something kind to do;
May they help someone to love Thee:
Father, may we love Thee, too.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 21:7
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[Luk 21:7] Coming For Me
Jesus the King is coming
Lo, in the eastern sky,
Signs of approaching glory;
Surely redemption draweth nigh.Refrain
Coming, coming,
Coming again for me;
Soon I shall see my Savior,
Like Him I then shall be.Jesus is quickly coming;
’Twill not be very long
Ere we shall hail our Bridegroom
With all the bright, angelic throng.Refrain
Then all who sleep in Jesus,
Waking shall upward rise;
“We who remain,” together
With them caught up to Paradise.Refrain
O what a glorious prospect!
O what a hope divine!
Thru the eternal ages
Jesus will be forever mine.Refrain
Heir to the life immortal,
Joint ruler on His throne,
Partaker of His glory,
Jesus will be my very own.Refrain
Glory to God the Father,
Glory to Christ the Son,
And to the Holy Spirit
For our redemption freely won.Refrain
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[Luk 21:7] Son Of Man, To Thee I Cry
Son of Man, to Thee I cry;
By the wondrous mystery
Of Thy dwelling here on earth,
By Thy pure and holy birth,
Lord, Thy presence let me see,
Manifest Thyself to me.Son of Man, to Thee I cry;
By Thy bitter agony,
By Thy pangs, to us unknown,
By Thy Spirit’s parting groan,
Lord, Thy presence let me see,
Manifest Thyself to me.Prince of Life, to Thee I cry;
By Thy glorious majesty,
By Thy triumph o’er the grave,
Meek to suffer, strong to save,
Lord, Thy presence let me see,
Manifest Thyself to me.Lord of Glory, God Most High,
Man exalted to the sky,
With Thy love my bosom fill,
Prompt me now to to Thy will;
Then Thy presence let me see,
Manifest Thyself to me.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 21:7] Through The Ages Saints Have Wondered
Through the ages saints have wondered
When the promised day will be,
When in power and brightest glory
Our returning Lord we’ll see;
Searching the Scripture for signs of the times:
Plague, earthquake, famine, false Christs and shrines;
War and commotion, and signs in the sky;
So lift up your heads, redemption then is nigh!But the scoffers mock the promise,
Walking in their lust and pride,
Saying, “Where, then, is your savior?
Nothing changes—he has lied.”
Prophecy fails not! He knew they would speak
Against His Word, deceiving the weak.
Yes, we know Jesus is faithful and true,
Preparing our mansion, making all things new.At the time appointed, angels
Will the silver trumpet peal;
In the heavens shall the nations
See the Son of Man revealed.
Tombs, graves and oceans, relinquish their hold—
Saints from the four winds, now crowned with gold;
Those making merry, now shaking with dread,
For He has returned to judge the quick and dead.But we know not of the hour,
When His promise He will keep;
Therefore must we keep awatching,
Lest our Lord find us asleep.
For all will see Him, with scales and a sword,
Dispensing justice, sure as His Word;
Prepare to meet Him, with lamp in your hand,
The Bridegroom is coming—rise and greet the Lamb!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 24:1
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[Luk 24:1] Blest Morning, Whose Young Dawning Rays
Blest morning, whose young dawning rays
Beheld our rising God,
That saw Him triumph o’er the dust,
And leave His dark abode!In the cold prison of a tomb
The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving skies had brought
The third, th’appointed day.Hell and the grave unite their force
To hold our God in vain;
The sleeping Conqueror arose,
And burst their feeble chain.To Thy great Name, almighty Lord,
These sacred hours we pay;
And loud hosannas shall proclaim
The triumph of the day.Salvation and immortal praise
To our victorious King;
Let Heav’n, and earth, and rocks, and seas,
With glad hosannas ring.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:1] Let Us Rise In Early Morning
Let us rise in early morning,
And, instead of ointments, bring
Hymns of praises to our Master,
And His Resurrection sing:
We shall see the Sun of Justice
Ris’n with healing on His wing,
Ris’n with healing on His wing.Thy unbounded loving-kindness,
They that groaned in Hades’ chain,
Prisoners, from afar beholding,
Hasten to the light again
And to that eternal Pascha
Wove the dance and raised the strain,
Wove the dance and raised the strain.Go ye forth, His saints, to meet Him!
Go with lamps in every hand!
From the sepulcher He riseth:
Ready for the Bridegroom stand:
And the Pascha of salvation
Hail, with His triumphant band,
Hail, with His triumphant band.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 24:29
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[Luk 24:29] Abide With Me
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;
But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea—
Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me.Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;
And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee,
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] Abide With Me, ’tis Eventide
Abide with me, ’tis eventide!
The day is past and gone;
The shadows of the evening fall;
The night is coming on!
Within my heart a welcome Guest,
Within my home abide.Refrain
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, ’tis eventide!
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, ’tis eventide!Abide with me, ’tis eventide!
Thy walk today with me
Has made my heart within me burn,
As I communed with Thee.
Thy earnest words have filled my soul
And kept me near Thy side.Refrain
Abide with me, ’tis eventide!
And lone will be the night,
If I cannot commune with Thee,
Nor find in Thee my light.
The darkness of the world, I fear,
Would in my home abide.Refrain
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[Luk 24:29] Abide With Us, Our Savior
Abide with us, our Savior,
Nor let Thy mercy cease;
From Satan’s might defend us,
And grant our souls release.Abide with us, our Savior,
Sustain us by Thy Word,
That we may, now and ever,
Find peace in Thee, O Lord.Abide with us, our Savior,
Thou Light of endless Light;
Increase to us Thy blessings,
And save us by Thy might.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] Abide With Us, The Day Is Waning
“Abide with us, the day is waning,”
Thus prayed the two while on the way;
We read that Thou, O Lord, remaining,
Didst all their doubts and fears allay.
Incline Thine ear, Thou King of Grace,
When, praying thus, we seek Thy face.At eventide, Thy Spirit sending,
Help us, O Lord, our watch to keep,
In prayer devout before Thee bending,
Ere we our eyelids close in sleep,
Confessing sin in deed and word
With hope of mercy from the Lord.Abide with us; with heav’nly gladness
Illumine, Lord, our darkest day;
And when we weep in pain and sadness,
Be Thou our Solace, Strength and Stay.
Tell of Thy woe, Thy victory won,
When Thou didst pray: “Thy will be done.”Abide with us, O Savior tender,
That bitter day when life shall end,
When to the grave we must surrender,
And fear and pain our hearts shall rend.
The shield of faith do Thou bestow
When trembling we must meet the foe.When earthly help no more availeth,
To sup with us Thou wilt be nigh;
Thou givest strength that never faileth,
In Thee we grave and death defy.
While earth is fading from our sight,
Our eyes behold the realms of light.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] As Now The Sun’s Declining Rays
As now the sun’s declining rays
At eventide descend,
So life’s brief day is sinking down
To its appointed end.Lord, on the cross Thine arms were stretched,
To draw Thy people nigh;
O grant us then that cross to love,
And in those arms to die.All glory to the Father be,
All glory to the Son,
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While endless ages run.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] Day, O Lord, Is Spent, The
The day, O Lord, is spent;
Abide with us, and rest;
Our hearts’ desires are fully bent
On making Thee our Guest.We have not reached that land,
That happy land, as yet,
Where holy angels round Thee stand,
Whose sun can never set.Our sun is sinking now;
Our day is almost o’er;
O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou
Shine on us evermore.From men below the skies,
And all the heavenly host,
To God the Father praise arise,
The Son, and Holy Ghost.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] Day Is Gently Sinking To A Close, The
The day is gently sinking to a close,
Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows:
O Brightness of Thy Father’s glory,
Thou eternal Light of light, be with us now:
Where Thou art present darkness cannot be;
Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee.Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end;
Onward to darkness and to death we tend;
O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Guide;
Be Thou our Light in death’s dark eventide;
Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom,
No sting in death, no terror in the tomb.Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear
Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer,
Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail,
And earthly hopes and human succors fail;
When all is dark, may we behold Thee nigh,
And hear Thy voice, “Fear not, for it is I.”The weary world is moldering to decay,
Its glories wane, its pageants fade away:
In that last sunset, when the stars shall fall,
May we arise, awakened by Thy call,
With Thee, O Lord, forever to abide,
In that blest day which has no eventide.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] Since Without You We Do No Good
Since without Thee we do no good,
And with Thee do no ill,
Abide with us in weal and woe,
In action and in will.In weal, that while our lips confess
The Lord Who gives, we may
Remember with a humble thought
The Lord Who takes away.In woe, that while to drowning tears
Our hearts their joys resign,
We may remember Who can turn
Such water into wine.By hours of day, that when our feet
O’er hill and valley run,
We still may think the light of truth
More welcome than the sun.By hours of night, that when the air
Its dew and shadow yields,
We still may hear the voice of God
In silence of the fields.Abide with us, abide with us,
While flesh and soul agree;
And when our flesh is only dust,
Abide our souls with Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 24:29] Tarry With Me (scott)
Tarry with me, O my Savior,
In my heart and life abide,
Keep me by Thy grace and favor,
Ever near Thy loving side.Refrain
Tarry with me, O my Savior,
For I long to have Thee nigh;
By Thy Spirit guide and guard me,
Till I reach my home on high.Tarry with me, O my Savior,
In Thy presence let me rest,
Thou dost know my life and longings,
Thou wilt give me what is best.Refrain
Tarry with me, O my Savior,
Day is fleeting to its close;
Life without Thee is but dreary,
Filled with bitterness and woes.Refrain
Tarry with me, O my Savior,
Walk beside me all the way;
In my joy, and in my sadness,
I shall need Thee every day.Refrain
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[Luk 24:29] Tarry With Me (smith)
Tarry with me, O my Savior,
For the day is passing by;
See! the shades of evening gather,
And the night is drawing nigh.Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,
Paler now the glowing west,
Swift the night of death advances;
Shall it be the night of rest?Lonely seems the vale of shadow;
Sinks my heart with troubled fear;
Give me faith for clearer vision,
Speak Thou, Lord, in words of cheer.Let me hear Thy voice behind me,
Calming all these wild alarms;
Let me, underneath my weakness,
Feel the everlasting arms.Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,
Lord, I cast myself on Thee;
Tarry with me through the darkness;
While I sleep, still watch by me.Tarry with me, O my Savior,
Lay my head upon Thy breast
Till the morning; then awake me—
Morning of eternal rest.Tarry with me, O my Saviour!
For the day is passing by;
See, the shades of evening gather,
And the night is drawing nigh;
Tarry with me—tarry with me;
Pass me not unheeded by!Many friends were gathered round me,
In the bright days of the past;
But the grave has closed above them,
And I linger here the last!
I am lonely: tarry with me
Till this dreary night is past.Dimmed for me is earthly beauty;
Yet the spirit’s eye would fain
Rest upon thy lovely features:
Shall I seek, dear Lord, in vain?
Tarry with me, O my Saviour!
Let me see thy smile again.Dull my ear to earth-born music:
Speak thou, Lord! in words of cheer;
Feeble, tottering my footstep,
Sinks my heart with sudden fear:
Cast thine arms, dear Lord! around me,
Let me feel thy presence near.Faithful memory paints before me
Every deed and thought of sin;
Open thou the blood-filled fountain,
Cleanse my guilty soul within:
Tarry, thou forgiving Saviour!
Wash me wholly from my sin.Deeper, deeper grow the shadows;
Paler now the glowing west;
Swift the night of death advances,—
Shall it be a night of rest?
Tarry with me, O my Saviour!
Lay my head upon thy breast.Feeble, trembling, panting, dying,
Lord! I cast myself on thee:
Tarry with me through the darkness,
While I sleep, still watch by me,
Till the morning,—then awake me
Dearest Lord! to dwell with thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal
