One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads ::

One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads

Original, and suitable for music [by Jean Ingelow]

Ingelow, Jean (1820-1897)

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[He with good gifts that most is blest]

SONG OF PRAISE FOR LONDON.

[Thou wert far off, and in the sight of heaven]

CHRISTMAS HYMN.

[Weeping and wailing needs must be]

MORNING.

[Thou hast found me and I faint, I cannot bear Thy light]

[Rise, for God calls thee, leaning down to bless]

[Now the psalm to heaven ascending]

[Let me hate mine own life]

[When children are sick, when times are hard]

[All desiring, nothing won]

CAROL.

CHRISTMAS WAITS.

[Sweet are His ways who rules above]

[Thick orchards, all in white]

FROM PSALM CXXX.

[I am dead with Thee, and I remain]

[It is the Lord. He stands with thorny crown]

[O! that I had wings]

ADVENT SUNDAY. EVENING.

[When through the meads I go]

[The measureless gulfs of air are full of Thee]

A PORTION OF PSALM XLII.

[When it was well with me]

[Such as have not gold to bring Thee]

II.

[It is not dying daunts the heart]

[When I lie waking, my heart nigh to breaking]

[Mary of Magdala, when the moon had set]

Double Hymn.

[Thy body done to death below]

[In the night I think on Thee]

[Thou to whom my soul aspires]

PART OF PSALM LXIV.

[In foul and cheerless places]

[O Christ of God, in my good days]

[Somewhere, quiet in the rest of God]

[Our Saviour fear'd the suff'ring that should be]

[I cast my cares on Thee]

[Thy son, Adam, was red clay]

[O Zion on the sacred hills]

(Hymn with a Burden.)

[Emptied of good, with many cares oppress'd]

A REQUIEM.

[Dear is the lost wife to a lone man's heart]

THE BROODING OF THE DOVE.

[Now my sun will soon depart]

[Like a great river Thy love flows]

EVENING.

[Now will I sing a song I learn'd of old]

[Now winter past, the white-thorn bower]

[As a pillar on the shore]

[All in still heat the waters lie]

[In great London as I walk'd, and day was dying]

ADVENT.

[A still small voice would fain me rouse]

NEW YEAR'S EVE; OR, “THE WATCH-NIGHT.”

HYMN FOR EDINBURGH.

FROM ISAIAH LXIV.

[Holy of Holies, forming Mind]

EARLY QUESTIONS OF THE CHURCH.

[Tell to us, tell, O, Church of God]

EASTER.

[Would I, to save my dear child dutiful]

[Was never sight so wondrous given?]

[I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew]

[The meaning of Thy meat and drink]

THE EARLY QUESTIONS OF THE CHURCH.

THE MILKY WAY.

[Mighty and merciful, to Thee]

[Lord, how Thou lovest! with each one]

[All in the city, whose gates are gold]

[Thou, who didst bear man's grief of old]

PALM SUNDAY.

THE SAVIOUR'S MESSAGE TO THE ISLANDS CONCERNING ISRAEL.

ASCENSION DAY.

[Thee my soul desires]

[That precious oil we bought of Thee]

[While his God, th' Almighty Lord]

[Thou hast been alway good to me and mine]

[“Dark is my place and chill the night]

PRAYER AGAINST THE GREAT SEPARATION.

[I sit before Him, and it draws to night]

EARLY QUESTIONS OF THE CHURCH.

LISTENING TO THE WAITS.

[How dreadful is this place.]

[I wait till Christ be form'd in me]

[Lord Christ, the river is so cold]

[Among the worlds of God lay one]

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[When it was well with me]

“Lord, what is man?”

When it was well with me,
Oft I sent up to Thee
My heart in prayer;
Now I lie frail and faint,
Send I my sad complaint,
Where art Thou—where?

Answer me, else undone.
Holy and mighty One,
With glory shod;
Searching the starry weft.
Thy garment's hem—bereft
I feel for God.

But Thy great host doth all
Moving, majestical,
Heaven's outwork span;
Lord, what is this I see?
They are too high for me;
Lord, what is man?

Yet Thou didst visit him
Set at creation's rim;
Thou hast been here;
Where Thou hast been, Thou art,
Thou hast nor past, nor part,
Nor far, nor near.

Thou art all—now—before—
Thy time is evermore
Set at to-day;
Thy Spirit, Lord, doth brood
Yet o'er the waters rude,
Forming for aye.

God, since Thou changest not
Now is made fair my lot,
Though I be dust;
Maker, redeeming Lord,
Spirit of grace, afford
Me a sure trust.

Let me not doubt nor fear,
Man had Thy great love here,
Pledge of all grace;
Teach me on earth that love,
Then in Thy house above,
Show me His face.

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[When it was well with me]