Poems by Henry Francis Lyte
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
... Heavens eternal days before thee, Gods own hand shall guide thee there ...
Pleasant Are Thy Courts Above
... On they go from strength to strength, ...
Praise For Thee, Lord, in Zion Waits
... Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing, ...
Declining Days
... Some sparklet of the soul, that still might live ...
There Is a Safe and Secret Place
... He feeds in pastures, large and fair, ...
When at Thy Footstool, Lord, I Bend
... Thine eyes, Thine ear, they are not dull ...
Abide With Me
... Heaven's morning breaks, and Earth's vain shadows flee! ...
O That the Lord's Salvation
... Give oil of joy for mourning, ...
A Lost Love
... There are crush'd hearts that will not break ...
Far From My Heavenly Home
... My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, ...
Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven
... Frail as summer's flower we flourish: ...
Praise the Lord, God's Glories Show
... Alleluia! Strings and voices, hands and hearts, Alleluia! ...
God of Mercy, God of Grace
... Earth shall then her fruits afford ...
God of Mercy, God of Grace (Psalm 67)
... race,Show the brightness of Thy face:Shine upon us, Saviour, shine,Fill Thy church with light Divine ...
Praise, my Soul, the King of Heaven (Psalm 103)
... se Him!Widely as His mercy flows!Frail as summer's flower we flourish:Blows the wind, and it is gone ...
