Sunday Hymn: Here, O My Lord, I See Thee Face to Face

Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face;
Here would I touch and handle things unseen,
Here grasp with firmer hand th’eternal grace,
And all my weariness upon thee lean.

Here would I feed upon the bread of God,
Here drink with thee the royal wine of heav’n;
Here would I lay aside each earthly load,
Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.

This is the hour of banquet and of song;
This is the heav’nly table spread for me:
Here let me feast, and, feasting, still prolong
The brief, bright hour of fellowship with thee.

I have no help but thine, nor do I need
Another arm save thine to lean upon:
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed;
My strength is in thy might, thy might alone.

Mine is the sin, but thine the righteousness;
Mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing blood;
Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace,
Thy blood, thy righteousness, O Lord my God.

—Horatius Bonar

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• My Jesus I Love Thee at The Upward Call
• The Glory Isn’t Ours at The Outspoken Tulip
• See the Destined Day Arise at Everyday Doxology
• Lord’s Day 41, 2018 at The Thirsty Theologian

Sunday's Hymn: Jesus, Where'er Thy People Meet

Jesus, where’er thy people meet,
There they behold thy mercy-seat;
Where’er they seek thee, thou art found,
And ev’ry place is hallowed ground.

For thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such ever bring thee where they come,
And going, take thee to their home.

Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving Name.

Here may we prove the pow’r of prayer
To strengthen faith and sweeten care,
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heav’n before our eyes.

Lord, we are few, but thou art near;
Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear;
O rend the heav’ns, come quickly down,
And make a thousand hearts thine own.

—William Cowper

Two tunes for this one:

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Goodnight till then at Tried With Fire
• Who Made an End to All My Sin at The Outspoken Tulip
• Tis Not That I Did Choose Thee at The Happy Wonderer
• What Wondrous Love Is This? at Everyday Doxology
• Lord’s Day 40, 2018 at The Thirsty Theologian

Sunday's Hymn: Lord of the Worlds Above

Lord of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thine earthly temples, are:
To thine abode my heart aspires,
With warm desires to see my God.

O happy souls that pray
Where God appoints to hear!
O happy men that pay
Their constant service there!
They praise thee still; and happy they
That love the way to Zion’s hill.

They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heav’n appears:
O glorious seat, where God, our King,
Shall thither bring our willing feet!

God is our Sun and Shield,
Our Light and our Defense;
With gifts his hands are filled;
We draw our blessings thence.
Thrice happy he, O God of hosts,
Whose spirit trusts alone in thee.

—Isaac Watts

This is the usual tune for this hymn.

This one is composed by Ben Allaway and sung by the St. Olaf Choir.

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Firm Foundations Last Forever at The Outspoken Tulip
• Let the Gospel Light Shine Out at The Happy Wonderer
• My Heart Is Filled With Thankfulness at The Upward Call
• And Can It Be? at Everyday Doxology
• Lord’s Day 39, 2018 at The Thirsty Theologian