WEDDING HYMNS
All things bright and beautiful,
all creatures great and small,
all things wise and wonderful, 
the Lord God made them all.
1	Each little flower that opens, 
each little bird that sings,
he made their glowing colours, 
he made their tiny wings:
2	The purple-headed mountain,
the river running by,
the sunset, and the morning
that brightens up the sky:
3	The cold wind in the winter,
the pleasant summer sun,
the ripe fruits in the garden,
he made them every one:
4	He gave us eyes to see them, 
and lips that we might tell
how great is God almighty,
who has made all things well:
Cecil Frances Alexander 1818–95

1	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.
2	’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
and grace my fears relieved;
how precious did that grace appear
the hour I first believed!
3	Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come:
’tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home.
4	The Lord has promised good to me,
his word my hope secures;
he will my shield and portion be
as long as life endures.
5	Yes, when this heart and flesh shall fail,
and mortal life shall cease:
I shall possess, within the veil,
a life of joy and peace.
6	When we’ve been there a thousand years,
bright shining as the sun,
we’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
than when we first begun.
John Newton 1725–1807

1 	Fight the good fight with all thy might;
	Christ is thy strength, and Christ thy right;
	lay hold on life, and it shall be
	thy joy and crown eternally.
2 	Run the straight race through God’s good grace,
	lift up thine eyes, and seek his face;
	life with its way before us lies;
	Christ is the path, and Christ the prize.
3 	Cast care aside, lean on thy guide;
	his boundless mercy will provide;
	trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove
	Christ is its life, and Christ its love.
4 	Faint not nor fear, his arms are near;
	he changeth not, and thou art dear;
	only believe, and thou shalt see
	that Christ is all in all to thee.
J.S.B. Monsell 1811–75

1	Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning. 
Give me oil in my lamp, I pray. 
Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning, 
Keep me burning till the break of day.
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna,
Sing hosanna to the King of Kings!
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna,
Sing hosanna to the King!
2	Give me joy in my heart, keep me singing.
Give me joy in my heart, I pray.
Give me joy in my heart, keep me singing,
Keep me singing till the break of day.
3	Give me love in my heart, keep me serving.
Give me love in my heart, I pray.
Give me love in my heart, keep me serving,
Keep me serving till the break of day.
4	Give me peace in my heart, keep me resting.
Give me peace in my heart, I pray.
Give me peace in my heart, keep me resting,
Keep me resting till the break of day.
traditional

1	I danced in the morning when the world was begun, 
and I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun, 
and I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth, 
at Bethlehem I had my birth. 
Dance then, wherever you may be, 
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he, 
and I’ll lead you all wherever you may be, 
and I’ll lead you all in the Dance, said he.
2	I danced for the scribe and the Pharisee, 
but they would not dance and they wouldn’t follow me. 
I danced for the fishermen, for James and John; 
they came with me and the Dance went on.
3	I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame. 
The holy people they said it was a shame. 
They whipped and they stripped and they hung me on high, 
and they left me there on the Cross to die.
4	I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black; 
it’s hard to dance with the devil on your back. 
They buried my body and they thought I’d gone; 
but I am the Dance and I still go on.
5	They cut me down and I leapt up high; 
I am the life that’ll never, never die; 
I’ll live in you if you’ll live in me: 
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he.
Sydney Carter 1915–2004

1	Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us
o’er the world’s tempestuous sea;
guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
for we have no help but thee;
yet possessing every blessing,
if our God our Father be.
2	Saviour, breathe forgiveness o’er us:
all our weakness thou dost know;
thou didst tread this earth before us,
thou didst feel its keenest woe; 
lone and dreary, faint and weary,
through the desert thou didst go.
3	Spirit of our God, descending,
fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
love with every passion blending,
pleasure that can never cloy:
thus provided, pardoned, guided,
nothing can our peace destroy.
	James Edmeston 1791–1867

1	Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy,
whose trust, ever childlike, no cares could destroy,
	be there at our waking, and give us, we pray,
	your bliss in our hearts, Lord, at the break of the day.
2	Lord of all eagerness, Lord of all faith,
whose strong hands were skilled at the plane and the lathe,
be there at our labours, and give us, we pray,
	your strength in our hearts, Lord, at the noon of the day.
3	Lord of all kindliness, Lord of all grace,
your hands swift to welcome, your arms to embrace,
be there at our homing, and give us, we pray,
	your love in our hearts, Lord, at the eve of the day.	
4	Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
whose voice is contentment, whose presence is balm,
be there at our sleeping, and give us, we pray,
your peace in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day.
Jan Struther (Joyce Placzek) 1901–53

1	Love divine, all loves excelling, 
joy of heaven, to earth come down, 
fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
all thy faithful mercies crown.
2	Jesu, thou art all compassion, 
pure unbounded love thou art;
visit us with thy salvation, 
enter every trembling heart.
3	Come, almighty to deliver, 
let us all thy grace receive;
suddenly return, and never, 
never more thy temples leave.
4	Thee we would be always blessing, 
serve thee as thy hosts above;
pray, and praise thee, without ceasing, 
glory in thy perfect love.
5	Finish then thy new creation: 
pure and spotless let us be,
let us see thy great salvation, 
perfectly restored in thee;
6		changed from glory into glory, 
till in heaven we take our place,
till we cast our crowns before thee,
lost in wonder, love, and praise.
Charles Wesley 1707–88

1	Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring your love;
where there is injury, your pardon, Lord; 
and where there's doubt, true faith in you.
Oh, Master grant that I may never seek 
so much to be consoled as to console; 
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved, as to love with all my soul,
2	Make me a channel of your peace.
where there's despair in life let me bring hope;
where there is darkness, only light;
and where there's sadness, ever joy.
3	Make me a channel of your peace. 
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; 
in giving to all that we receive; 
and in dying that we're born to eternal life.
Sebastian Temple © 1967 OCP Publications

1	Morning has broken, like the first morning,
blackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning!
Praise for them, springing fresh from the Word!
2	Sweet the rain’s new fall sunlit from heaven,
like the first dewfall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
sprung in completeness where his feet pass.
3	Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning
born of the one light Eden saw play!
Praise with elation, praise every morning,
God’s re-creation of the new day!
Eleanor Farjeon 1881–1965

1	One more step along the world I go, 
one more step along the world I go. 
From the old things to the new 
keep me travelling along with you.
And it’s from the old I travel to the new, 
keep me travelling along with you.
2	Round the corners of the world I turn, 
more and more about the world I learn.
All the new things that I see 
you’ll be looking at along with me.
3	As I travel through the bad and good, 
keep me travelling the way I should. 
Where I see no way to go, 
you’ll be telling me the way, I know.
4	Give me courage when the world is rough,
keep me loving though the world is tough.
Leap and sing in all I do,
keep me travelling along with you.
5	You are older than the world can be, 
you are younger than the life in me. 
Ever old and ever new, 
keep me travelling along with you.
Sydney Carter 1915–2004