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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]

[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]

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]

[It is not dying daunts the heart]

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

[Mary of Magdala, when the moon had set]

[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]

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

THE BROODING OF THE DOVE.

THE BROODING OF THE DOVE.

[Now my sun will soon depart]

[Like a great river Thy love flows]

[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]

[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]

[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.

[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]

THE SAVIOUR'S MESSAGE TO THE ISLANDS CONCERNING ISRAEL.

[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.

PRAYER AGAINST THE GREAT SEPARATION.

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

EARLY QUESTIONS OF THE CHURCH.

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 children are sick, when times are hard]

“I am poor and needy, yet the Lord heareth me.”

When children are sick, when times are hard,
(Lord, Christ, hear on Thy heavenly shore)
Thou to my sighing dost lend regard,
For God is my God for evermore.

In the burden and heat of the day,
(Lord, Christ, hear on Thy heavenly shore)
Oft am I troubled, and scarce can pray,
But God is my God for evermore.

When I lie, bound of my sins, and cry,
(Lord, Christ, hear on Thy heavenly shore)
Thou wilt me pity, I shall not die,
For God is my God for evermore.

In wint'ry weather, when I'm grown old,
(Lord, Christ, hear on Thy heavenly shore)
Thy comforts cheer me, though nights be cold,
And God is my God for evermore.

White as hoar-frost is my bow'd head,
(Lord, Christ, hear on Thy heavenly shore)
Though I can earn me nor warmth nor bread,
My God is my God for evermore.

My strength faileth, my heart beats low,
(Lord, Christ, hear on Thy heavenly shore)
I must leave you, my friends—I must go,
But God is my God for evermore.