Henry Francis Lyte(1 June 1793 - 20 November 1847 / Scotland)
Far From My Heavenly Home
- by Henry Francis Lyte30
Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come And speed me to my rest.
My spirit homeward turns And fain would thither flee; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee.
To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road; When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saint's abode?
God of my life, be near; On Thee my hopes I cast: O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last.
God of Mercy, God of Grace
- by Henry Francis Lyte16
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.
Let Thy 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.
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.
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