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Henry F. Lyte·Modern
Verse 1
Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits;
Prayer shall besiege Thy temple gates:
All flesh shall to Thy throne repair,
And find, through Christ, salvation there.
Verse 2
Our spirits faint; our sins prevail;
Leave not our trembling hearts to fail:
O Thou that hearest prayer, descend,
And still be found the sinner’s Friend.
Verse 3
How blest are Thy saints! how safely led,
How surely kept, how richly fed!
Saviour of all in earth and sea,
How happy they who rest in Thee!
Verse 4
Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills,
Thy voice the troubled ocean stills;
Evening and morning hymn Thy praise,
And earth Thy bounty wide displays.
Verse 5
The year is with Thy goodness crowned;
Thy clouds drop wealth the world around;
Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing,
And nature smiles, and owns her King.
Verse 6
Lord, on our souls Thine influence pour:
The moral waste within restore:
O let Thy love our spring-tide be,
And make us all bear fruit to Thee.
Henry F. Lyte, “Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion Waits”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 119 · L.M. · Sefton
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Francis S. Key·Modern
Verse 1
Lord, with glowing heart I’d praise Thee
For the bliss Thy love bestows,
For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O God, my weak endeavor;
This dull soul to rapture raise:
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warmed to praise.
Verse 2
Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,
Wretched wanderer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
From the paths of death away:
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
Verse 3
Lord, this bosom’s ardent feeling
Vainly would my lips express:
Low before Thy footstool kneeling,
Deign Thy suppliant’s prayer to bless:
Let Thy grace, my soul’s chief treasure,
Love’s pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth Thy praise.
Francis S. Key, “Lord, with Glowing Heart I'd Praise Thee”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 122 · 8.7.8.7.D. · Sanctuary
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Henry F. Lyte·Modern
Verse 1
God of mercy, God of grace,
Show the brightness of Thy face;
Shine upon us, Saviour, shine,
Fill Thy Church with light Divine;
And Thy saving health extend
Unto earth’s remotest end.
Verse 2
Let the people praise Thee, Lord;
Be by all that live adored;
Let the nations shout and sing,
Glory to their Saviour King;
At Thy feet their tributes pay,
And Thy holy will obey.
Verse 3
Let the people praise Thee, Lord;
Earth shall then her fruits afford;
God to man His blessing give,
Man to God devoted live;
All below, and all above,
One in joy, and light, and love.
Henry F. Lyte, “God of Mercy, God of Grace”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 124 · 7.7.7.7.7.7. · Hallett
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Father, I stretch my hand to thee;
No other help I know:
If thou withdraw thyself from me,
Ah! whither shall I go?
Refrain
I do believe, I now believe
That Jesus died for me;
And thro’ his blood, his precious blood,
I shall from sin be free.
Verse 2
What did thine only Son endure.
Before I drew my breath?
What pain, what labor, to secure
My soul from endless death!
Verse 3
O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel thy power;
And all my wants thou would’st relieve,
In this accepted hour.
Verse 4
Author of faith! to thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes;
Oh, let me now receive that gift--
My soul without it dies.
Verse 5
Surely thou canst not let me die;
Oh, speak, and I shall live,
And here I will unwearied lie,
Till thou thy Spirit give.
Verse 6
How would my fainting soul rejoice,
Could I but see thy face;
Now let me hear thy quick’ning voice,
And taste thy pard’ning grace.
Charles Wesley, “Father, I Stretch My Hand to Thee”
Otterbein 1890 No. 238 · C.M · I Do Believe
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Benjamin Cleveland·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Oh! could I find from day to day,
A nearness to my God;
Then should my hours glide sweet away,
And live upon thy word.
Verse 2
Lord! I desire with thee to live.
Anew from day to day,
In joys the world can never give,
Nor ever take away.
Verse 3
O Jesus! come and rule my heart
And I’ll be wholly thine;
And never, nevermore depart;
For thou art wholly mine.
Verse 4
Thus, till my last expiring breath,
Thy goodness I’ll adore;
And, when my flesh dissolves in death,
My soul shall love thee more.
Benjamin Cleveland, “Oh! Could I Find From Day to Day”
Otterbein 1890 No. 258 · C.M · Ortonville
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Philip Doddridge·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
My gracious Lord! I own thy right
To every service I can pay,
And call it my supreme delight,
To hear thy dictates and obey.
Verse 2
What is my being, but for thee,
Its sure support, its noblest end?
Thine ever-smiling face to see,
And serve the cause of such a Friend.
Verse 3
I would not breathe for worldly joy,
Or to increase my worldly good;
Nor future days or powers employ,
To spread a sounding name abroad.
Verse 4
’Tis to my Savior I would live,
To him, who for my ransom died;
Nor could all worldly honor give
Such bliss as crowns me at his side.
Philip Doddridge, “My Gracious Lord! I Own Thy Right”
Otterbein 1890 No. 262 · L.M · Uxbridge
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Mine eyes and my desire
Are ever to the Lord;
I love to plead his promises,
And rest upon his word.
Verse 2
Lord, turn thee to my soul;
Bring thy salvation near;
When will thy hand release my feet
From sin’s destructive snare?
Verse 3
When shall the sov’reign grace
Of my forgiving God
Restore me from those dangerous ways
My wand’ring feet have trod?
Verse 4
Oh, keep my soul from death,
Nor put my hope to shame;
For I have placed my only trust
In my Redeemer’s name.
Isaac Watts, “Mine Eyes and My Desire”
Otterbein 1890 No. 273 · S.M · Ferguson
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Sarah F. Adams·Modern
Verse 1
Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee;
E’en though it be a cross
That raiseth me.
Still all my song shall be
Nearer, my God, to thee,--
Nearer to thee.
Verse 2
Though like the wanderer
The sun gone down,
Darkness be over me,
My rest a stone,
Yet, in my dreams, I’d be
Nearer, my God! to thee,--
Nearer to thee.
Verse 3
There let the way appear,
Steps unto heaven;
All that thou send’st to me,
In mercy given;
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God! to thee,--
Nearer to thee.
Verse 4
Or if, on joyful wing,
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God! to thee,--
Nearer to thee.
Sarah F. Adams, “Nearer, My God, to Thee”
Otterbein 1890 No. 311 · 6s & 4s · Bethany
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
O God! our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Verse 2
Under the shadow of thy throne,
Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.
Verse 3
Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
Verse 4
A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
Verse 5
The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in following years.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 313 · C.M · Elizabethtown
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Henry F. Lyte·Modern
Verse 1
As pants the hart for cooling streams,
When heated in the chase,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee,
And thy refreshing grace.
Refrain
As pants the hart for cooling streams,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee;
As pants the hart for cooling streams,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee.
Verse 2
For thee, my God, the living God,
My thirsty soul doth pine;
Oh, when shall I behold thy face,
Thou Majesty divine?
Verse 3
I sigh to think of happier days,
When thou, O Lord, wast nigh,
When ev’ry heart was tuned to praise,
And none more blest than I.
Verse 4
Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Trust God, and thou shalt sing
His praise again, and find him still
Thy health’s eternal spring.
Henry F. Lyte, “As Pants the Hart for Cooling Streams”
Otterbein 1890 No. 349 · C.M · As Pants the Hart
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal,
While here o’er earth we rove;
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel
The kindling of thy love.
Verse 2
With thee conversing, we forget
All time, and toil, and care:
Labor is rest, and pain is sweet,
If thou, my God! art here.
Verse 3
Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay,
And bid my heart rejoice:
My bounding heart shall own thy sway,
And echo to thy voice.
Verse 4
Thou callest me to seek thy face--
’Tis all I wish to seek;
T’ attend the whisperings of thy grace,
And hear thee only speak.
Charles Wesley, “Talk with Us, Lord, Thyself Reveal”
Otterbein 1890 No. 393 · C.M · Notting Hill
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Horatius Bonar·Modern
Verse 1
Holy Father, hear my cry;
Holy Saviour, bend Thine ear;
Holy Spirit, come Thou nigh:
Father, Saviour, Spirit, hear.
Verse 2
Father, save me from my sin;
Saviour, I Thy mercy crave;
Gracious Spirit, make me clean:
Father, Son, and Spirit, save.
Verse 3
Father, let me taste Thy love;
Saviour, fill my soul with peace;
Spirit, come my heart to move:
Father, Son, and Spirit, bless.
Verse 4
Father, Son, and Spirit — Thou
One Jehovah, shed abroad
All Thy grace within me now;
Be my Father and my God.
Horatius Bonar, “Holy Father, Hear My Cry”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 493 · 7.7.7.7. · (Heinlein)
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
James Montgomery·Modern
Verse 1
Call Jehovah thy Salvation,
Rest beneath the Almighty’s shade,
In His secret habitation
Dwell, and never be dismayed:
There no tumult shall alarm thee,
Thou shalt dread no hidden snare;
Guile nor violence can harm thee,
In eternal safeguard there.
Verse 2
From the sword at noonday wasting,
From the noisome pestilence,
In the depth of midnight blasting,
God shall be thy sure Defence:
He shall charge His angel legions
Watch and ward o’er thee to keep;
Though thou walk through hostile regions,
Though in desert wilds thou sleep.
Verse 3
Since, with pure and firm affection
Thou on God hast set thy love,
With the wings of His protection
He will shield thee from above:
Thou shalt call on Him in trouble,
He will hearken, He will save;
Here for grief reward thee double,
Crown with life beyond the grave.
James Montgomery, “Call Jehovah Thy Salvation”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 542 · 8.7.8.7.D. · Moultrie
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Bowring·Modern
Verse 1
God is love; his mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens:
God is wisdom, God is love.
Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.
Verse 2
E’en the hour the darkest seemeth
Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere his glory shineth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 671 · 8s & 7s. D · Faben
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing;
The mighty works or mightier name
Of our eternal King.
Verse 2
Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.
Verse 3
His very word of grace is strong,
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along,
Speaks all the promises.
Verse 4
Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, “Thou art mine!”
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.
Isaac Watts, “Begin, My Tongue, Some Heavenly Theme”
Otterbein 1890 No. 72 · C.M · Manoah
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Henry K. White·Modern
Verse 1
The Lord, our God, is full of might,
The winds obey his will;
He speaks,--and, in his heavenly height,
The rolling sun stands still.
Verse 2
Rebel, ye waves, and o’er the land
With threatening aspect roar;
The Lord uplifts his awful hand,
And chains you to the shore.
Verse 3
Howl, winds of night, your force combine;
Without his high behest,
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine,
Disturb the sparrow’s nest.
Verse 4
His voice sublime is heard afar,
In distant peals it dies;
He yokes the whirlwind to his car,
And sweeps the howling skies.
Verse 5
Ye nations bend--in reverence bend;
Ye monarchs, wait his nod,
And bid the choral song ascend
To celebrate your God.
Henry K. White, “The Lord, Our God, Is Full of Might”
Otterbein 1890 No. 73 · C.M · Manoah
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
Verse 2
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made:
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.
Verse 3
Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view;
To thee there’s nothing old appears--
Great God! there’s nothing new.
Verse 4
Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vexed with trifling cares;
While thine eternal thought moves on
Thine undisturbed affairs.
Verse 5
Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow.
And pay their praise to thee.
Isaac Watts, “Great God! How Infinite Art Thou!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 74 · C.M · Manoah
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
William Bright·Modern
Verse 1
And now the wants are told
That brought Thy children to Thy knee;
Here lingering still, we ask for nought,
But simply worship Thee.
Verse 2
The hope of heaven’s eternal days
Absorbs not all the heart
That gives Thee glory, love, and praise,
For being what Thou art.
Verse 3
For Thou art God, the One, the same,
O’er all things high and bright;
And round us, when we speak Thy Name,
There spreads a heaven of light.
Verse 4
O wondrous peace, in thought to dwell
On excellence Divine;
To know that nought in man can tell
How fair Thy beauties shine.
Verse 5
O Thou, above all blessing blest,
O’er thanks exalted far,
Thy very greatness is a rest
To weaklings as we are;
Verse 6
For when we feel the praise of Thee
A task beyond our powers,
We say, “A perfect God is He,
And He is fully ours.”
William Bright, “And Now the Wants Are Told”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 75 · C.M. · Elm
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, thou Almighty King!
Help us thy name to sing,
Help us to praise;
Father all glorious!
O’er all victorious,
Come and reign over us,
Ancient of days!
Verse 2
Come, thou incarnate Word!
Gird on thy mighty sword;
Our prayer attend:
Come, and thy people bless,
And give thy word success;
Spirit of holiness,
On us descend.
Verse 3
Come, holy Comforter!
Thy sacred witness bear
In this glad hour:
Thou who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne’er from us depart,
Spirit of power!
Verse 4
To the great One in Three,
The highest praises be,
Hence, evermore!
His sovereign majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity
Love and adore.
Charles Wesley, “Come, Thou Almighty King!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 75 · 6s & 4s · Italy (Italian Hymn)
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Blest be the Father and his love,
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,
And rills of comfort here below.
Verse 2
Glory to thee, great Son of God!
From whose dear, wounded body rolls
A precious stream of vital blood--
Pardon and life for dying souls
Verse 3
We give the sacred Spirit praise,
Who, in our hearts of sin and woe,
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.
Verse 4
Thus, God, the Father, God, the Son,
And God, the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.
Isaac Watts, “Blest Be the Father and His Love”
Otterbein 1890 No. 76 · L.M · All Saints
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Fawcett·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Thy way, O God! is in the sea,
Thy paths I cannot trace;
Nor comprehend the mystery
Of thine unbounded grace.
Verse 2
’Tis but in part I know thy will;
I bless thee for the sight;
When will thy love the rest reveal,
In glory’s clearer light?
Verse 3
Here the dark veils of flesh and sense
My captive soul surround;
Mysterious deeps of providence
My wondering thoughts confound.
Verse 4
As through a glass I dimly see
The wonders of thy love;
How little do I know of thee,
Or of the joys above!
Verse 5
With rapture I shall soon survey
Thy providence and grace;
And spend an everlasting day
In wonder, love, and praise.
John Fawcett, “Thy Way, O God! Is in the Sea”
Otterbein 1890 No. 77 · C.M · Elizabethtown
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
O God! our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Verse 2
Under the shadow of thy throne,
Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.
Verse 3
Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
Verse 4
A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
Verse 5
The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in following years.
Isaac Watts, “O God! Our Help in Ages Past”
Otterbein 1890 No. 78 · C.M · Elizabethtown
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
I sing th’ almighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise,
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
Verse 2
I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.
Verse 3
I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.
Verse 4
Lord! how thy wonders are displayed
Where’er I turn mine eye!
If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky.
Isaac Watts, “I Sing Th' Almighty Power of God”
Otterbein 1890 No. 79 · C.M · Elizabethtown
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Frederick W. Faber·Modern
Verse 1
My God how wonderful thou art!
Thy majesty how bright!
How beautiful thy mercy seat,
In depths of burning light.
Verse 2
How dread are thine eternal years,
Oh, everlasting Lord!
By prostrate spirits day and night,
Incessantly adored.
Verse 3
Oh, how I fear thee, living God!
With deepest, tenderest fears,
And worship thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears.
Verse 4
Yet I may love thee, too, O Lord!
Almighty as thou art,
For thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of this poor heart.
Verse 5
No earthly father loves like thee,
No mother, half so mild,
Bears and forbears as thou hast done
With me, thy sinful child.
Verse 6
Father of Jesus! love’s reward!
What rapture will it be,
Prostrate before thy throne to lie,
And gaze and gaze on thee.
Frederick W. Faber, “My God How Wonderful Thou Art!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 80 · C.M · Dundee (French)
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
William Cowper·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Verse 2
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.
Verse 3
Ye fearful saints! fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Verse 4
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face.
Verse 5
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Verse 6
Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
William Cowper, “God Moves in a Mysterious Way”
Otterbein 1890 No. 81 · C.M · Dundee (French)
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John H. Gurney·Modern
Verse 1
Yes, God is good; in earth and sky,
From ocean depths and spreading wood,
Ten thousand voices seem to cry,
“God made us all, and God is good.”
Verse 2
The sun that keeps his trackless way,
And downward pours his golden flood,
Night’s sparkling hosts all seem to sky,
In accents clear, that God is good.
Verse 3
Yes, God is good, all Nature says,
By God’s own hand with speech endued;
And man, in louder notes of praise,
Should sing for joy that God is good.
Verse 4
For all thy gifts, we bless thee, Lord;
But chiefly for our heavenly food,
Thy pardoning grace, thy quickening word;
These prompt our song that God is good.
John H. Gurney, “Yes, God Is Good; in Earth and Sky”
Otterbein 1890 No. 83 · L.M · Triumph
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Ere mountains reared their forms sublime,
Or heaven and earth in order stood,
Before the birth of ancient time,
From everlasting thou art God.
Verse 2
A thousand ages in their flight
With thee are as a fleeting day;
Past, present, future, to thy sight
At once their various scenes display.
Verse 3
But our brief life’s a shadowy dream--
A passing thought, that soon is o’er;
That fades with morning’s earliest beam,
And fills the musing mind no more.
Verse 4
To us, O Lord, the wisdom give,
Each passing moment so to spend,
That we at length with thee may live
Where life and bliss shall never end.
Isaac Watts, “Ere Mountains Reared Their Forms Sublime”
Otterbein 1890 No. 84 · L.M · Triumph
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Anne Steele·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
There is a God--all nature speaks,
Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies;
See, from the clouds his glory breaks,
When earliest beams of morning rise.
Verse 2
The rising sun, serenely bright,
Throughout the world’s extended frame,
Inscribes in characters of light
His mighty Maker’s glorious name.
Verse 3
Ye curious minds, who roam abroad,
And trace creation’s wonders o’er,
Confess the footsteps of your God--
Bow down before him and adore.
Otterbein 1890 No. 85 · L.M · Triumph
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Josiah Conder·Modern
Verse 1
The Lord is King; child of the dust!
The Judge of all the earth is just;
Holy and true are all his ways;
Let every creature speak his praise.
Verse 2
The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,
Oh, earth! and all ye heavens! rejoice;
From world to world the joy shall ring--
The Lord omnipotent is King.
Verse 3
The Lord is King! who then shall dare
Resist his will, distrust his care,
Or murmur at his wise decrees,
Or doubt his royal promises?
Verse 4
Oh, when his wisdom can mistake,
His might decay, his love forsake,
Then may his children cease to sing--
The Lord omnipotent is King.
Josiah Conder, “The Lord Is King; Child of the Dust!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 86 · L.M · Triumph
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Bowring·Modern
Verse 1
God is love; his mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens:
God is wisdom, God is love.
Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.
Verse 2
E’en the hour the darkest seemeth
Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere his glory shineth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
John Bowring, “God Is Love; His Mercy Brightens”
Otterbein 1890 No. 87 · 8s & 7s. D · Faben
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage