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Star of peace! to wand'rers weary

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #332 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Star of peace! to wand'rers weary, Bright the beams that smile on me; Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, Far, far at sea. 2 Star of hope! gleam on the billow; Bless the soul that sighs for thee. Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, Far, far at sea. 3 Star of faith, when winds are mocking All his toil, he flies to thee; Save him, on the billows rocking, Far, far at sea. 4 Star divine! oh safely guide him,-- Bring the wanderer home to Thee! Sore temptations long have tried him, Far, far at sea. Languages: English

How are Thy servants blest, O Lord!

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #333 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 How are Thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes I pass unhurt, And breathed in tainted air. 3 Thy mercy sweetened every soil, Made every region please; The hoary Alpine hills it warmed, And smoothed the Tyrrhene seas. 4 Think, oh my soul, devoutly think, How with affrighted eye Thou sawest the wide-extended deep, In all its horrors rise! 5 Confusion dwelt in every face, And fear in every heart, When waves on waves, and gulfs in gulfs, O'ercame the pilot's art. 6 Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord, Thy mercy set me free, While, in the confidence of prayer, My heart took hold on Thee. 7 For though in dreadful whirls we hung, High on the broken wave, I knew Thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 8 The storm was laid, the winds retired, Obedient to Thy will; The sea, that roared at thy command, At Thy command was still. 9 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness I'll adore, And praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. Languages: English

Tis my happiness below

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #334 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 'Tis my happiness below Not to live without the cross; But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every loss. 2 Trials must and will befall; But with humble faith to see Love inscribed upon them all, This is happiness to me. 3 Did I meet no trials here, No chastisement by the way; Might I not with reason fear I should be a cast-away? 4 Trials make the promise sweet; Trials give new life to prayer; Bring me to my Saviour's feet, Lay me low, and keep me there. Languages: English

Be still my heart! these anxious cares

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #335 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint Submission to the Will of God Lyrics: 1 Be still, my heart! these anxious cares To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares, They cast dishonor on thy Lord, And contradict His gracious word. 2 Brought safely by His hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear? How canst thou want if He provide, Or lose thy way with such a guide? 3 When first before His mercy-seat Thou didst to Him thy all commit, He gave thee warrant from that hour, To trust His wisdom, love, and power. 4 Did ever trouble yet befall, And He refuse to hear thy call? And has He not His promise passed, That thou shalt overcome at last? 5 Though rough and thorny be the road, It leads thee home, apace, to God; Then count thy present trials small, For heaven will make amends for all. Languages: English

Thy will be done! I will not fear

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #336 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint Submission to the Will of God Lyrics: 1 Thy will be done! I will not fear The fate provided by Thy love; Though clouds and darkness shroud me here, I know that all is bright above. 2 The stars of heaven are shining on, Though these frail eyes are dimmed with tears; And hopes of earth indeed are gone, But are not ours th' immortal years? 3 Father! forgive the heart that clings, Thus trembling, to the things of time; And bid the soul, on angel wings, Ascend into a purer clime. 4 There shall no doubts disturb its trust, No sorrows dim celestial love; But these afflictions of the dust, Like shadows of the night, remove. 5 Even now, above, there's radiant day, While clouds and darkness brood below; Then, Father, joyful on my way To drink the bitter cup I go. Languages: English

Courage, my soul! while God is near

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #337 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint Submission to the Will of God Lyrics: 1 Courage, my soul! while God is near, What enemy hast thou to fear? How canst thou want a sure defence, Whose refuge is Omnipotence? 2 Though thickest dangers crowd my way My God can chase my fears away; My steadfast heart on Him relies, And all those dangers still defies. 3 Though billows after billows roll To overwhelm my sinking soul, Firm as a rock my faith shall stand, Upheld by God's almighty hand. 4 In life His presence is my aid; In death 'twill guide me through the shade, Chase all my rising fears away, And turn my darkness into day. Languages: English

No change of time shall ever shock

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #340 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint Steadfast and Abounding in Grace Lyrics: 1 No change of time shall ever shock My firm affection, Lord, to Thee; For Thou hast always been a rock, A fortress and defense to me. 2 Thou my deliverer art, my God; My trust is in Thy mighty power: Thou art my shield from foes abroad; At home, my safeguard and my tower. 3 To Thee I will address my prayer, To whom all praise we justly owe; So shall I, by Thy watchful care, Be guarded safe from every foe. Languages: English

Awake, my soul; stretch every nerve

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #341 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Steadfast and Abounding in Grace Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul; stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice, That calls thee from on high: 'Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye,-- 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. Languages: English

Thou art my portion, Oh my God!

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #342 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Steadfast and Abounding in Grace Lyrics: 1 Thou art my portion, Oh my God! Soon as I know Thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey Thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, And glory in my choice; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of Thy grace I set before mine eyes: Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 Whene'er I wander from Thy path, I think upon my ways; Then turn my feet to Thy commands, And trust Thy pardoning grace. 5 Now I am Thine, for ever Thine: O save Thy servant, Lord! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place; My hope is in Thy word. 6 Thou hast inclined this heart of mine Thy statutes to fulfil; And thus till mortal life shall end Would I perform Thy will. Languages: English

Watchfulness

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #343 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Steadfast and Abounding in Grace First Line: Ye servants of the Lord Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His name. 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak, He's near; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. 4 Oh happy servant he In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. Languages: English