All things bright and beautiful (Royal Oak) – Organ

Lyrics

Refrain:
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,
each little bird that sings,
God made their glowing colours,
and made their tiny wings.
(Refrain)

The purple-headed mountains,
the river running by,
the sunset and the morning
that brightens up the sky.
(Refrain)

The cold wind in the winter,
the pleasant summer sun,
the ripe fruits in the garden:
God made them every one.
(Refrain)

The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows for our play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather ev’ry day.
(Refrain)

God gave us eyes to see them,
and lips that we might tell
how great is God Almighty,
who has made all things well.
(Refrain)

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Details

  • Tune 2: Royal Oak
  • Composer: Unknown
  • Style: Traditional English
  • Meter: 76 76 and Refrain
  • Lyricist: Cecil Frances Alexander, Mrs (1818 – 1895)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2013 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

Abide with me (Eventide) – Organ

See also ‘Abide with me’ for Brass Band

Lyrics

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see—
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness;
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heav’n’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

Recordings

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Details

  • Tune: Eventide
  • Meter: 10 10 10 10
  • Style: Victorian Hymn
  • Composer: William Henry Monk (1823 – 1889)
  • Lyricist: Henry Francis Lyte (1793 – 1847)
  • Church Year: Evensong | Church Year: Funerals
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain.
  • Performances Copyright ℗ 2016 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved