Introit was a gem from my main man, Charles Wesley:
Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise!
Triumph o'er the shades of night:
Dayspring from on high, be near;
Daystar, in my heart appear.
Dark and cheerless is the morn
unaccompanied by thee;
joyless is the day's return,
till thy mercy's beams I see,
till they inward light impart,
glad my eyes, and warm my heart.
Visit then this soul of mine!
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief!
Fill me, Radiancy Divine;
scatter all my unbelief;
more and more thyself display,
shining to the perfect day.
Sung at SMV to Ratisbon, though there are several others that work.
Offertory was this one, which was a perfect selection after the gospel reading and the related homily:
All my hope on God is founded;
he doth still my trust renew,
me through change and chance he guideth,
only good and only true.
God unknown,
he alone
calls my heart to be his own.
Pride of man and earthly glory,
sword and crown betray his trust;
what with care and toil he buildeth,
tower and temple fall to dust.
But God's power,
hour by hour,
is my temple and my tower.
God's great goodness aye endureth,
deep his wisdom, passing thought:
splendor, light and life attend him,
beauty springeth out of naught.
Evermore
from his store
newborn worlds rise and adore.
Daily doth the almighty Giver
bounteous gifts on us bestow;
his desire our soul delighteth,
pleasure leads us where we go.
Love doth stand
at his hand;
joy doth wait on his command.
Still from man to God eternal
sacrifice of praise be done,
high above all praises praising
for the gift of Christ, his Son.
Christ doth call
one and all:
ye who follow shall not fall.
We sing it to the tune Michael, but I cannot find a midi of it, either at Adoremus or Cyberhymnal. The meter pattern is 87 87 3 3 7. So, if you're looking for it, that should give you some help.
Communion hymn was:
All for Jesus--all for Jesus,
this our song shall ever be;
for we have no hope, nor Savior,
if we have not hope in thee.
All for Jesus--thou wilt give us
strength to serve thee, hour by hour,
none can move us from thy presence,
while we trust thy love and power.
All for Jesus--at thine altar
thou wilt give us sweet content;
there, dear Lord, we shall receive thee
in the solemn sacrament.
All for Jesus--thou hast loved us;
all for Jesus--thou hast died;
all for Jesus--thou art with us;
all for Jesus crucified.
All for Jesus--all for Jesus--
this the Church's song must be;
till, at last, her sons are gathered
one in love and one in thee.
Sung to (no surprise!) All For Jesus. Sorry the midi is not very good on this one, but it's the only one I could find.
And finally, the post-communion hymn was this one, which happens NOT to be a favorite of mine. It's always sung at "peace and justice" meetings, and those give me the heebie-jeebies most of the time. And trust me, it's not that I don't think the Church should be working for peace and justice. It's just where most of the unorthodox loonies gravitated to in a couple of the dioceses I have been acquainted with. Anyway, enough of my personal prejudices:
O holy city, seen of John,
where Christ, the Lamb, doth reign,
within whose foursquare walls shall come
no night, nor need, nor pain,
and where the tears are wiped from eyes
that shall not weep again!
Hark, how from men whose lives are held
more cheap than merchandise;
from women struggling sore for bread,
from little children's cries,
there swells the sobbing human plaint
that bids thy walls arise!
O shame to us who rest content
while lust and greed for gain
in street and shop and tenement
wring gold from human pain,
and bitter lips in blind despair cry,
"Christ hath died in vain!"
Give us, O God, the strength to build
the city that hath stood
too long a dream, whose laws are love,
whose ways are brotherhood,
and where the sun that shineth is
God's grace for human good.
Already in the mind of God
that city riseth fair:
lo, how its splendor challenges
the souls that greatly dare--
yea, bids us seize the whole of life
and build its glory there.
Sung to Morning Song.
John Wesley was a crackpot, but my goodness could his brother write hymns! My father is (a convert to RC) is of the opinion that if Charles Wesley had been Catholic to begin with rather than Anglican, and had he not had the family he did, he would have founded a new religious movement rather than a new denomination. In any case, Wesley is one of my favorite hymnists too.
I envy you the music at your church, and love it when you tell us what was played! I grew up in a staid old Canadian parish that employed Royal Conservatory Organists, even when we had to import them from the CofE, so I grew to love english hymnody, and I miss it now at the Gather parishes I've attended since!