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Verse 1

Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.

Verse 2

Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

Verse 3

The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.

Verse 4

The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.

Verse 5

Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We’re marching through Emmanuel’s ground
To fairer worlds on high.

Verse 1

Awake, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb;
Wake every heart and every tongue
To praise the Saviour’s Name.

Verse 2

Sing of His dying love;
Sing of His rising power;
Sing how He intercedes above
For those whose sins He bore.

Verse 3

Sing, till we feel our hearts
Ascending with our tongues;
Sing, till the love of sin departs,
And grace inspires our songs.

Verse 4

Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing;
Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Christ the Eternal King.

Verse 5

Soon shall ye hear Him say,
“Ye blessed children, come;”
Soon will He call you hence away,
And take His wanderers home.

Verse 1

How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin--how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive minds,
Fast in his slavish chains.

Verse 2

But there’s a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred word;--
“Ho! ye despairing sinners! come
And trust a faithful Lord.”

Verse 3

My soul obeys the gracious call
And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord!
Oh! help my unbelief.

Verse 4

To the blest fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God! I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul,
From crimes of deepest dye.

Verse 5

A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
On thy kind arms I fall;
Be thou my strength and righteousness
My Jesus, and my all.

Verse 1

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save me from its guilt and power.

Verse 2

Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfil Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Verse 3

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly,
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.

Verse 4

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

Verse 1

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life and health and peace possessing
From the sinner’s dying Friend.

Verse 2

Here I’ll sit, for ever viewing
Mercy’s streams in streams of blood;
Precious drops, my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.

Verse 3

Truly blessed is this station,
Low before His cross to lie,
While I see Divine compassion
Pleading in His languid eye.

Verse 4

Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I’ll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from His death.

Verse 1

Come, Holy Spirit, come,
Let Thy bright beams arise;
Dispel the darkness from our minds,
And open all our eyes.

Verse 2

Cheer our desponding hearts,
Thou heavenly Paraclete;
Give us to lie with humble hope
At our Redeemer’s feet.

Verse 3

Revive our drooping faith,
Our doubts and fears remove,
And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never-dying love.

Verse 4

Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesus’ blood,
And to our wondering view reveal
The secret love of God.

Verse 5

’Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life on every part,
And new-create the whole.

Verse 6

Dwell therefore in our hearts,
Our minds from bondage free;
Then we shall know, and praise, and love
The Father, Son, and Thee.

Verse 1

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.

Verse 2

Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys;
Our souls can neither fly nor go
To reach eternal joys.

Verse 3

In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.

Verse 4

Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate?
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee,
And Thine to us so great!

Verse 5

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour’s love,
And that shall kindle ours.

Verse 1

Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine,
Let Thy light within me shine;
All my guilty fears remove,
Fill me full of heaven and love.

Verse 2

Speak Thy pardoning grace to me,
Set the burdened sinner free;
Lead me to the Lamb of God,
Wash me in His precious blood.

Verse 3

Life and peace to me impart;
Seal salvation on my heart;
Breathe Thyself into my breast,
Earnest of immortal rest.

Verse 4

Let me never from Thee stray,
Keep me in the narrow way,
Fill my soul with joy Divine,
Keep me, Lord, for ever Thine.

Verse 1

Oh, for a closer walk with God!
A calm and heavenly frame!
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!

Verse 2

Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?

Verse 3

What peaceful hours I then enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But now I find an aching void
The world can never fill.

Verse 4

Return, oh, holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from, my breast.

Verse 5

The dearest idol I have known,
Whatever that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

Verse 6

So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

Verse 1

Oh, for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free--
A heart that always feels thy blood,
So freely spilt for me;--

Verse 2

A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer’s throne,
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

Verse 3

Oh, for a lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,
Which neither life nor death can part
From him that dwells within;--

Verse 4

A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine;
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of thine.

Verse 5

Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
Write thy new name upon my heart--
Thy new, best name of Love.

Verse 1

How gentle God’s commands!
How kind his precepts are!
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.

Verse 2

His bounty will provide;
His saints securely dwell;
That hand which bears creation up,
Shall guard his children well.

Verse 3

Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind?
Oh, seek your heavenly Father’s throne,
And peace and comfort find.

Verse 4

His Goodness Stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day;
I’ll drop my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.

Verse 1

Grace! ’tis a charming sound
Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

Verse 2

Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

Verse 3

Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

Verse 4

Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone;
And well deserves the praise.

Verse 1

Behold what wondrous grace
The Father has bestowed
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!

Verse 2

Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Savior there,
We shall be like our Head.

Verse 3

A hope so much divine
May trials well endure,
May purge our souls from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.

Verse 4

If in my Father’s love
I share a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit, like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.

Verse 5

We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
Our faith shall Abba, Father! cry
And thou the kindred own.

Verse 1

Come, thou Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount--I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of thy redeeming love.

Verse 2

Here I’ll raise mine Ebenezer,
Hither by thy help I’m come;
And I hope by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand’ring from the fold of God,
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.

Verse 3

Oh! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love--
Here’s my heart, oh, take and seal it;
Seal it for thy courts above.

Verse 1

The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.

Verse 2

He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with ev’ry breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.

Verse 3

Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flow’r;
If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field,
It withers in an hour.

Verse 4

But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children’s children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.

Verse 1

Jesus, Lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high!
Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last!

Verse 2

Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on thee:
Leave, O, leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me:
All my trust on thee is stayed,
All my help from thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing!

Verse 3

Thou, O Christ, art all I want;
More than all in thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is thy name,
I am all unrighteousness:
False and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.

Verse 4

Plenteous grace with thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin:
Let the healing streams abound:
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of thee:
Spring thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.

Verse 1

O Lord, how full of sweet content
Our years of pilgrimage are spent!
Where’er we dwell, we dwell with thee,
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

Verse 2

To us remains nor place nor time;
Our country is in every clime:
We can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since God is there.

Verse 3

While place we seek, or place we shun,
The soul finds happiness in none;
But with our God to guide our way,
’Tis equal joy to go or stay.

Verse 4

Could we be cast where thou art not,
That were indeed a dreadful lot;
But regions none remote we call,
Secure of finding God in all.

Verse 1

Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings:
It is the Lord who rises
With healing on his wings;
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.

Verse 2

In holy contemplation,
We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God’s salvation,
And find it ever new:
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown to-morrow
Bring with it what it may.

Verse 1

Grace! ’tis a charming sound
Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

Chorus

Saved by grace alone,
This is all my plea;
Jesus died for all mankind,
And Jesus died for me.

Verse 2

Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

Verse 3

Grace taught my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

Verse 4

Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves our praise.

Verse 1

Blow ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth’s remotest bound,
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Verse 2

Jesus, our Great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest;
Ye mournful souls, be glad:
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Verse 3

Extol the Lamb of God,
The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption in His blood
Throughout the world proclaim:
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Verse 4

Ye, who have sold for naught
Your heritage above,
Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus’ love:
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Verse 5

The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heavenly grace;
And, saved from earth, appear
Before your Saviour’s face:
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Verse 1

Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain:

Verse 2

But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away,
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.

Verse 3

My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of Thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.

Verse 4

My soul looks back to see
The burdens Thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursèd tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.

Verse 5

Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing His bleeding love.

Verse 1

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.

Verse 2

With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and—O amazing love!—
He ran to our relief.

Verse 3

Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste He fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

Verse 4

O for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour’s praises speak.

Verse 5

Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne’er be told.

Verse 1

Salvation! O the joyful sound!
’Tis pleasure to our ears,
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.

Verse 2

Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell’s dark door we lay;
But we arise, by grace Divine,
To see a heavenly day.

Verse 3

Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

Verse 1

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

Verse 2

The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.

Verse 3

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

Verse 4

E’er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

Verse 5

Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I’ll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.

Verse 1

Nature with open volume stands
To spread her Maker’s praise abroad,
And every labor of His hands
Shows something worthy of a God.

Verse 2

But in the grace that rescued man
His brightest form of glory shines;
Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn
In precious blood and crimson lines.

Verse 3

O the sweet wonders of that cross
Where my Redeemer loved and died!
Her noblest life my spirit draws
From His dear wounds and bleeding side.

Verse 4

I would for ever speak His Name
In sounds to mortal ears unknown,
With angels join to praise the Lamb,
And worship at His Father’s throne.

Verse 1

Grace! ’tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to mine ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

Verse 2

Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man,
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.

Verse 3

Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road,
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

Verse 4

Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

Verse 1

“Come,” said Jesus’ sacred voice,
“Come, and make My paths your choice;
I will guide you to your home,
Weary pilgrim, hither come.”

Verse 2

Thou who houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world’s scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste,
Weary pilgrim, hither haste.

Verse 3

Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn;

Verse 4

“Hither come, for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound,
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.”

Verse 1

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

Verse 2

Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfil Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Verse 3

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress,
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.

Verse 4

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving-kindness is so free.

Verse 2

He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all,
And saved me from my lost estate,
His loving-kindness is so great.

Verse 3

Through mighty hosts of cruel foes,
Where earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His loving-kindness is so strong.

Verse 4

Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Jesus to depart;
And though I oft have Him forgot,
His loving-kindness changes not.

Verse 5

So when I pass death’s gloomy vale,
And life and mortal powers shall fail,
O may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death.

Verse 6

Then shall I mount, and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
There shall I sing, with sweet surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies.

Verse 1

Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near:
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.

Verse 2

My soul, ask what thou wilt;
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since His own blood for thee He spilt,
What else can He withhold?

Verse 3

Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and Thy love;
I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.

Verse 4

Teach me to live by faith;
Conform my will to Thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.