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Catherine Winkworth at CCEL

First Lines of Verses of Hymns

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Had he ask'd us, well we know
Had He ask'd us, well we know
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hard should seem our lot
Hard should seem our lot
Hark! a voice from yonder manger
Hark! a voice from yonder manger
Hark! a voice saith, All are mortal
Hark, how the air is sweet
Hark, the Church proclaims her honour
Hark! the Church proclaims here honour
Hark, the confessors of the faith
Hast thou won the pearl of price
Hasten as a Bride to meet Him
Hasten as a bride to meet Him
Hath life for Him no gladness
Hath my heart been wavering long
Hath my heart been wavering long
Have I e'er from Thee departed
Have I e'er from Thee departed
Have I then striven as sure I ought
Have mercy, Lord of love, for long
Have mercy, Lord of love, for long
He brings those blessings, long ago
He brings those blessings, long ago
He comes to judge the earth, and ye
He comes to judge the nations
He feeds me, comforts and defends
He feeds me, comforts and defends
He gives me pledges holy
He gives me pledges holy
He governs all things here below
He has what we are wanting
He hath not skill to utter lies
He hears their singing evermore
He His Church hath firmly founded
He His Church hath firmly founded
He is full of power and might
He is in God, and God in him
He is the hcathens' saving Light
He is the Hope, the Saving Light
He knows the time for joy, and truly
He knows when joyful hours are best
He lives, His presence hath not ceased
He lives where none can mourn and weep
He lives where none can mourn and weep
He saith,--"Lo! it is finish'd now!"
He shows to man His treasure
He spake to His beloved Son
He speaks; no more He shrinketh
He suffer'd pain and grief below
He suffer'd pain and grief below
He thought upon the thief, and said,--
He wears the crown of life on high
He whispers in my breast
He who bore all pain and loss
He who bore all pain and loss
He who doth teach the little birds
He who gave for us His life
He who gave for us His life
He who goeth to church full fain
He who hitherto hath fed me
He who hitherto hath fed me
He who slumber'd in the grave
He who slumber'd in the grave
He who thus endureth
He whom this world dares not face
He whose path no records tell
He whose path no records tell
He will change this body
He will not stay to pause and choose
He will quench it not, but haste to pour
Hear, O my God, low at Thy feet I bend me
Heart and heart together bound
Heart and heart together bound
Heavenward Death shall lead at last
Heavenward! doth His Spirit cry
Heavenward! doth His Spirit cry
Heavenward doth our journey tend
Heavenward doth our journey tend
Heavenward ever would I haste
Heavenward! Faith discerns the prize
Heavenward! Heavenward! Only this
Heavenward still I long to haste
Heavenward stretch, my soul, thy wings
Heavenward stretch, my soul, thy wings
Heavenward! This thall be my cry
Heavenward! To that blessed home
Help me as each morn shall break
Help me as the morn is breaking
Help me earthly toys to spurn
Help me, for I am weak; I fight
Help me to love the world no more
Help me to love the world no more
Help us, O Lord, behold we enter
Hence all care, all vanity
Hence all care, all vanity
Hence, all fears and sadness
Hence all thoughts of sadness
Hence, my heart, with such a thought
Hence Prince of darkness, hence my foe!
Hence, vain and evil thoughts, depart!
Hence, ye foes! God hears my prayer
Hence, ye foes! He comes in grace
Her budding boughs and fairest palms
Here a father trains his child
Here a prudent son has grown
Here as in a dungeon grief hath bound us
Here as in a prison we are bound
Here at my Saviour's side
Here behold me as I cast me
Here behold me, as I cast me
Here I bring my will, oh take it
Here I bring my will, oh take it
Here I can firmly rest
Here I live in sore distress
Here I live in sore distress
Here I must seek, there I shall find
Here I sink before Thee lowly
Here in Thy gracious hands I fall
Here is nought but care and mourning
Here is nought but care and mourning
Here, Lord, have I wrestled
Here my heart rests, and holds it fast
Here, O my God, I cast me at Thy feet
Here the Christians oft must bear
Here Thy praise is gladly chanted
Here will I rest, and hold it fast
Here with her brood the hen doth walk
Hide thee, in His chamber bide thee
Hide thee, in His chamber hide thee
High, oh high, o'er all things earthy
High, oh high, o'er all things earthy
Highest Majesty!
Him no death has power to kill
Him on yonder cross I love
His arms are open, thither flee!
His arms are open, thither flee!
His dearest work, his best delight
His grace alone endureth
His heart is aye the truest heart
His mind is aye the gentlest mind
His mother stood beside Him there
His no bear's or lion's heart
His sorrows and His cross I know
His sorrows and His cross I know
His soul is living now in God
His soul is living now in God
His Spirit in me dwells
His thought is aye the wisest thought
His trials and his griefs are past
His trials and his griefs are past
Hither come, ye heavy-hearted
Hither come, ye heavy-hearted
Hither come, ye poor and wretched!
Hither come, ye poor and wretched
Holy Ghost! my Comforter!
Holy Ghost! my Comforter!
Holy Spirit, once again
Holy Spirit, once again
Home to the chosen ones, who here
Hope, O ye broken hearts, at last!
Hope, O ye broken hearts, at last!
Hosanna! best-beloved and noble Guest!
Hosanna! Come, the time draws on apace
Hosanna! Let us in Thy footsteps tread
Hosanna! Let us sound it far and wide!
Hosanna! Lord, be Thou our help and friend
Hosanna! Prince of Peace and Lord of Might!
Hosanna to the Son of David! Raise
Hosanna! Welcome above all Thou art!
How blest to all Thy followers, Lord, the road
How bright Thy lowly manger beams!
How bright Thy lowly manger beams!
How brightly beams the Morning Star!
How calm and blest
How calm and blest
How could I ever leave Him
How many a child of promise bright
How many a storm hath lighten'd
How many a storm hath lighten'd
How many a time I've sadly said
How many a time I've sadly said
How many a time the night hath come
How many ties oppress and bind
How no contrite soul e'er sought Him
How oft my heart against my will
How often dost thou think
How richly He consoleth those
How shall I meet Thee? How my heart
How still the earth! how calm!
How the flock He gently leadeth
How their love ne'er fades away
How then should I go mourning on?
How then thould I go mourning on?
How to all the sick and tearful
How various and how fair
How when children came He bless'd them
Hunger nor thirst can pain us there
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