He Sat To Watch O’er Customs Paid (Winchester New) – Organ

Lyrics ~ 6 verses

Suitable for the Feast of St Matthew

He sat to watch o’er customs paid,
A man of scorned and hardening trade,
Alike the symbol and the tool
Of foreign masters’ hated rule.

But grace within his breast had stirred;
There needed but the timely word:
It came, true Lord of souls, from thee,
That royal summons, ‘Follow me.’

Enough, when thou wast passing by,
To hear thy voice, to meet thine eye:
He rose, responsive to the call,
And left his task, his gains, his all.

O wise exchange! with these to part,
And lay up treasure in the heart –
Who now with crown of light doth shine
Among the apostolic line.

Come, Saviour, as in days of old;
Pass where the world has strongest hold,
And faithless care and selfish greed
Are thorns that choke the holy seed.

Who keep thy gifts, O bid them claim
The steward’s, not the owner’s name;
Who yield up all for thy dear sake,
Let them of Matthew’s wealth partake.

Lyrics by William Bright (1824 – 1901). Public Domain

Recordings

  • Tune: Winchester New by an anonymous composer from Musickalisches Handbuch (1690). Public Domain.
  • Performance ℗ 2019 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved.
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And now, O Father, mindful of the love (Gibbons Song 1)

Lyrics

And now, O Father, mindful of the love
That bought us, once for all, on Calvary’s tree,
And having with us Him that pleads above,
We here present, we here spread forth to Thee,
That only offering perfect in Thine eyes,
The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice.

Look, Father, look on His anointed face,
And only look on us as found in Him;
Look not on our misusings of Thy grace,
Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim;
For lo! between our sins and their reward,
We set the passion of Thy Son our Lord.

And then for those, our dearest and our best,
By this prevailing presence we appeal;
O fold them closer to Thy mercy’s breast!
O do Thine utmost for their souls’ true weal!
From tainting mischief keep them white and clear,
And crown Thy gifts with strength to persevere.

And so we come; O draw us to Thy feet,
Most patient Saviour, Who canst love us still!
And by this food, so awful and so sweet,
Deliver us from every touch of ill:
In Thine own service make us glad and free,
And grant us nevermore to part with Thee.

Recording

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Details

  • Tune: Song 1
  • Meter: 10 10 10 10 10 10
  • Church Year: Lent
  • Composer: Orlando Gibbons (1583 – 1625)
  • Lyricist: William Bright (1824 – 1901)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

And Now, O Father, Mindful Of The Love (Undes Et Memores) – Organ

Lyrics ~ 4 verses

Meter: 10 10 10 10 10 10

And now, O Father, mindful of the love
That bought us, once for all, on Calvary’s tree,
And having with us Him that pleads above,
We here present, we here spread forth to Thee,
That only offering perfect in Thine eyes,
The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice.

Look, Father, look on His anointed face,
And only look on us as found in Him;
Look not on our misusings of Thy grace,
Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim;
For lo! between our sins and their reward,
We set the passion of Thy Son our Lord.

And then for those, our dearest and our best,
By this prevailing presence we appeal;
O fold them closer to Thy mercy’s breast!
O do Thine utmost for their souls’ true weal!
From tainting mischief keep them white and clear,
And crown Thy gifts with strength to persevere.

And so we come; O draw us to Thy feet,
Most patient Saviour, Who canst love us still!
And by this food, so awful and so sweet,
Deliver us from every touch of ill:
In Thine own service make us glad and free,
And grant us nevermore to part with Thee.

Lyrics by William Bright (1824 – 1901). Public Domain.

Recording

  • Tune: Undes Et Memores, composed by William Henry Monk (1823 – 1889). Public Domain.
  • Performance ℗ 2012 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved.
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