Hymn 184

1  Sing to the Lord a joyful song,

lift up your hearts, your voices raise;

to us his gracious gifts belong,

to him our songs of love and praise.

 

2 For life and love, for rest and food,

for daily help and nightly care,

sing to the Lord, for he is good,

and praise his name, for it is fair.


3 For strength to those who on him wait

his truth to prove, his will to do,

sing to our God, for he is great,

trust in his name, for it is true.


4 For joys untold, that from above

cheer those who love his sweet employ,

sing to our God, for he is love;

exalt his name, for it is joy.


5 Sing to the Lord of heaven and earth,

whom angels serve and saints adore,

the Father, Son, and Spirit blest,

 to whom be praise for evermore. Amen.

Hymn 192

1  All my hope on God is founded,

all my trust he will renew;

safe through change and chance he guides me,

only good and only true.

God unknown, he alone

calls my heart to be his own.


2 Human pride and earthly glory,

sword and crown betray God’s trust;

though with care and toil we build them,

tower and temple fall to dust.

But God’s power, hour by hour,

is my temple and my tower.


3 God’s great goodness lasts for ever,

deep his wisdom passing thought:

splendour, light, and life attend him,

beauty springing out of naught.

Evermore, from his store

new-born worlds rise and adore.

 

4 Day by day the mighty Giver

showers gifts on us below;

his desire our souls delight in,

pleasure leads us where we go.

See love stand at his hand,

joy awaits at his command!


5 Still from earth to God in heaven

sacrifice of praise be done,

high above all praises praising

for the gift of Christ his Son.

Hear Christ call one and all:

those who follow shall not fall,

and he will walk withHymn 192

1  All my hope on God is founded,

 all my trust he will renew;

 safe through change and chance he guides me,

 only good and only true.

God unknown, he alone

 calls my heart to be his own.


 2 Human pride and earthly glory,

  sword and crown betray God’s trust;

  though with care and toil we build them,

  tower and temple fall to dust.

  But God’s power, hour by hour,

  is my temple and my tower.


 3 God’s great goodness lasts for ever,

  deep his wisdom passing thought:

  splendour, light, and life attend him,

  beauty springing out of naught.

  Evermore, from his store

  new-born worlds rise and adore.

 

 4 Day by day the mighty Giver

  showers gifts on us below;

  his desire our souls delight in,

  pleasure leads us where we go.

  See love stand at his hand,

  joy awaits at his command!


5 Still from earth to God in heaven

 sacrifice of praise be done,

 high above all praises praising

for the gift of Christ his Son.

Hear Christ call one and all:

those who follow shall not fall. me.