Friday, January 03, 2025
What kind of a God is in Torah?
Sun of My Soul, Thou Savior Dear
1 Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear,
it is not night if Thou be near;
O may no earthborn cloud arise,
to hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.
2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
my weary eyelids gently steep,
be my last thought how sweet to rest
forever on my Savior's breast.
3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
for without Thee I cannot live;
abide with me when night is nigh,
for without Thee I dare not die.
4 If some poor wand'ring child of Thine
has spurned today the voice divine,
now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
let him no more lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
with blessings from Thy boundless store;
be every mourner's sleep tonight
like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
6 Come near and bless us when we wake,
ere through the world our way we take,
till in the ocean of Thy love
we lose ourselves in heav'n above.
John Keble
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
I don't recall ever singing this hymn, but it occurs in almost 1500 hymnals. It does seem to fit my mood today, though…
</idle musing>
Thursday, January 02, 2025
What kind of God?
At Thy Feet, Our God and Father
1 At Thy feet, our God and Father,
Who hast blessed us all our days,
We with grateful hearts would gather
To begin this hour with praise:
Praise for light so brightly shining
On our steps from heaven above;
Praise for mercies daily twining
Round us golden cords of love.
2 Jesus, for Thy love most tender
On the cross for sinners shown,
We would praise Thee and surrender
All our hearts to be Thine own.
With so blest a Friend provided,
We upon our way would go,
Sure of being safely guided,
Guarded well from every foe.
3 Every day will be the brighter
When Thy gracious face we see;
Every burden will be lighter
When we know it comes from Thee.
Spread Thy love’s broad banner o’er us;
Give us strength to serve and wait,
Till Thy glory breaks before us
Thro' the city’s open gate.
James D. Burns
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
Wednesday, January 01, 2025
Now the Day Is Over (hymn)
1 Now the day is over,
Night is drawing nigh;
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky.
2 Jesus, give the weary
Calm and sweet repose;
With Thy tenderest blessing
May our eye lids close.
3 Grant to little children
Visions bright of Thee;
Guard the sailors tossing
On the deep, blue sea.
4 Comfort every sufferer
Watching late in pain;
Those who plan some evil,
From their sins restrain.
5 Through the long night-watches
May Thine angels spread
Their white wings above me,
Watching round my bed.
6 When the morning wakens,
Then may I arise
Pure and fresh and sinless
In Thy holy eyes.
Sabine Baring-Gould
The Methodist Hymnal, 1964 edition
<idle musing>
This seems a good hymn for a new year!
The author of this hymn is the same person who wrote Onward, Christian Soldiers, which I posted on about a year ago. That hymn occurs in more than 1600 hymnals, but this one occurs in "only" about 950. He also wrote other hymns, but none were nearly as popular as these two.
</idle musing>