How tedious and tasteless the hours (Green Fields) – Organ

Lyrics

1. How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see!
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flow’rs,
Have all lost their sweetness to me.
The midsummer sun shines but dim;
The fields strive in vain to look gay;
But when I am happy in Him,
December’s as pleasant as May.

2. His name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music His voice;
His presence disperses my gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice;
I should, were He always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal so happy as I;
My summer would last all the year.

3. Content with beholding His face,
My all to His pleasure resigned,
No changes of seasons or place
Would make any change in my mind.
While blest with a sense of His love,
A palace a toy would appear;
And prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus would dwell with me there.

4. Dear Lord, if indeed I am Thine,
If Thou art my sun and my song,
Say, why do I languish and pine?
And why are my winter so long?
O drive these dark clouds from my sky;
Thy soul-cheering presence restore,
Or take me unto Thee on high,
Where winter and clouds are no more.

Recording

 
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Details

  • Tune: Green Fields
  • Meter: 88 88 D
  • Composer: Attributed to Johann Sebastian Bach (1685 – 1750)
  • Arranger: Lewis Edson (1748 – 1820)
  • Lyricist: John Newton (1725 – 1807)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.
  • Performances Copyright © 2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved

How sweet the sound of Jesus name (St Peter)

Hymn – How sweet the sound of Jesus name – Lyrics

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.

Dear Name, the Rock on which I build,
My Shield and Hiding Place,
My never failing treas’ry, filled
With boundless stores of grace!

Jesus! my shepherd, brother, friend,
my prophet, priest and king,
My Lord, my life, my way, my end,
Accept the praise I bring.

Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I’ll praise Thee as I ought.

Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath,
And may the music of Thy Name
Refresh my soul in death!

Recordings

 
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Details

  • Tune: Saint Peter
  • Meter: CM
  • Style: Victorian Hymn
  • Composer: Alexander Robert Reinagle (1799 – 1877)
  • Lyricist: John Newton (1725-1807)
  • Church Year: General, Lent
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performances Copyright ℗  2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

Glorious things of Thee are spoken (Austria)

Hymn – Glorious things of thee are spoken – Lyrics

Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He, Whose Word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for His own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded,
Thou may’st smile at all thy foes.

See! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love;
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove:
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.

Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a cov’ring
Showing that the Lord is near.
Thus deriving from our banner
Light by night and shade by day;
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which He gives them when they pray.

Saviour, if of Zion’s city,
I through grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy Name.
Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion’s children know.

Recording

See also Glorious things of Thee are spoken (Abbot’s Leigh)

 
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Details

  • Tune: Austria
  • Meter: 87 87 D
  • Style: Classical
  • Composer: Franz Joseph Haydn (1732 – 1809)
  • Lyricist: John Newton (1725 – 1807)
  • Music Public Domain.
  • Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.
  • Performance Copyright © 2008 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

Glorious things of Thee are spoken (Abbot’s Leigh)

Hymn – Glorious things of thee are spoken – Lyrics

Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He, Whose Word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for His own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded,
Thou may’st smile at all thy foes.

See! the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love;
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove:
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.

Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a cov’ring
Showing that the Lord is near.
Thus deriving from our banner
Light by night and shade by day;
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which He gives them when they pray.

Saviour, if of Zion’s city,
I through grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy Name.
Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion’s children know.

Extract

See also Glorious things of Thee are spoken (Austria)

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Details

  • Tune: Abbot’s leigh
  • Meter: 87 87 D
  • Style: Mid 20th Century
  • Composer: Cyril Vincent Taylor (1907 – 1991)
  • Lyricist: John Newton (1725 – 1807)
  • Music Copyright Oxford University Press
  • Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.
  • Performance Copyright © 2008 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

Amazing Grace

  • Album: Wedding Songs - Vol 1
  • Tune: Amazing grace
  • Meter: CM
  • Verses: 6
  • Style: Traditional American
  • Church Year: Weddings, Lent
  • Composer: Unknown – American folk melody arranged Richard Mark Stephen Irwin
  • Lyricist: John Newton (1725 – 1807)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright © 2016 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

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Hymn – Amazing Grace – Lyrics

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

T’was grace that taught my heart to fear.
And grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
‘Tis grace that brought me safe thus far
and grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we’ve been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’ve first begun.