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Tate-Brady·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Oh, render thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love;
Whose mercy firm, through ages past,
Hath stood, and shall forever last.
Verse 2
Who can his mighty deeds express,
Not only vast—but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise
His tribute of immortal praise?
Verse 3
Extend to me that favor, Lord,
Thou to thy chosen dost afford;
When thou return’st to set them free.
Let thy salvation visit me.
Otterbein 1890 No. 10 · L.M · Rockingham
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Now to the Lord, a noble song!
Awake, my soul! awake, my tongue,
Hosanna to th’ eternal name,
And all his boundless love proclaim.
Verse 2
See where it shines in Jesus’ face,--
The brightest image of his grace!
God, in the person of his Son,
Has all his mightiest works outdone.
Verse 3
Grace!--’tis a sweet, a charming theme;
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus’ name:
Ye angels! dwell upon the sound;
Ye heavens! reflect it to the ground.
Verse 4
Oh! may I live to reach the place,
Where he unveils his lovely face,
Where all his beauties you behold,
And sing his name to harps of gold.
Isaac Watts, “Now to the Lord, a Noble Song!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 11 · L.M · Rockingham
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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
My God! my King! thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.
Verse 2
The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty, done for thee.
Verse 3
But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable thy ways--
Vast and immortal be thy praise.
Isaac Watts, “My God! My King! Thy Various Praise”
Otterbein 1890 No. 12 · L.M · Rockingham
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Nahum Tate·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Oh, come, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King!
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s Rock we praise.
Verse 2
Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs.
Verse 3
Oh, let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
Down on our knees, devoutly, all
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall.
Nahum Tate, “Oh, Come, Loud Anthems Let Us Sing”
Otterbein 1890 No. 13 · L.M · Otterbein
Nahum Tate, 1696·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
OH, come, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King!
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s Rock we praise.
Verse 2
Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs.
Verse 3
Oh, let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
Down on our knees, devoutly, all
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall.
Otterbein 1890 No. 13 · L. M. · OTTERBEIN
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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Sweet is the work, my God! my King!
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
Verse 2
Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
No mortal care shall seize my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David’s harp of solemn sound.
Verse 3
My heart shall triumph in the Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word;
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels! how divine!
Isaac Watts, “Sweet Is the Work, My God! My King!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 14 · L.M · Park Street
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O. Heigenbotham·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
My soul shall praise thee, O my God
Through all my mortal days,
And in eternity prolong
Thy vast, thy boundless praise.
Verse 2
In every smiling, happy hour,
Be this my sweet employ;
Thy praise refines my earthly bliss,
And heightens all my joy.
Verse 3
When anxious grief and gloomy care
Afflict my throbbing breast,
My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,
And lull each pain to rest.
Verse 4
Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honors of my God;
My life, with all its active powers,
Shall spread thy praise abroad.
Verse 5
And when these lips shall cease to move,
When death shall close these eyes,
My soul shall then to nobler heights
Of joy and transport rise.
O. Heigenbotham, “My Soul Shall Praise Thee, O My God”
Otterbein 1890 No. 16 · C.M · Harvey's Chant
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John Mason·Post-Reformation
I’ve Found the Pearl of Greatest Price!
Verse 1
I’ve found the pearl of greatest price!
My heart doth sing for joy;
And sing I must, for Christ is mine!
Christ shall my song employ.
Verse 2
Christ is my Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Prophet full of light,
My great High Priest before the throne,
My King of heavenly might.
Verse 3
Christ is my peace; he died for me,
For me he gave his blood;
And, as my wondrous Sacrifice,
Offered himself to God.
Verse 4
Christ Jesus is my All in All,--
My Comfort, and my Love;
My Life below, and he shall be
My Joy and Crown above.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 176 · C.M · Ortonville
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Isaac Watts, 1719·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
SING to the Lord Jehovah’s name,
And in his strength rejoice;
When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
Verse 2
With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord’s a God of boundless might—
The whole creation’s King.
Verse 3
Come, and with humble souls adore;
Come, kneel before his face;
Oh, may the creatures of his power
Be children of his grace!
Verse 4
Now is the time—he bends his ear,
And waits for your request;
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear,
“Ye shall not see my rest.”
Otterbein 1890 No. 19
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Sing to the Lord Jehovah’s name,
And in his strength rejoice;
When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
Verse 2
With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord’s a God of boundless might—
The whole creation’s King.
Verse 3
Come, and with humble souls adore;
Come, kneel before his face;
Oh, may the creatures of his power
Be children of his grace.
Verse 4
Now is the time—he bends his ear,
And waits for your request;
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear,
“Ye shall not see my rest.”
Isaac Watts, “Sing to the Lord Jehovah's Name”
Otterbein 1890 No. 19 · 11s, 12s, & 10s · Nicaea
Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 2 · L.M.
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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Oh, bless the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name,
Whose favors are divine.
Verse 2
Oh, bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
Verse 3
’Tis he forgives thy sins--
’Tis he relieves thy pain--
’Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
And gives thee strength again.
Verse 4
He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
He who redeemed my soul from hell,
Hath sovereign power to save.
Isaac Watts, “Oh, Bless the Lord, My Soul!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 20 · S.M · St. Thomas
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Isaac Watts, 1719·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov’reign God,
The universal King.
Verse 2
He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
Verse 3
Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his works, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.
Verse 4
To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
Otterbein 1890 No. 21 · S. M. · SILVER STREET
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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov’reign God,
The universal king.
Verse 2
He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
Verse 3
Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his works, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.
Verse 4
To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
Isaac Watts, “Come, Sound His Praise Abroad”
Otterbein 1890 No. 21 · S.M · Silver Street
Samuel Stennett·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Savior’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o’erflow.
Verse 2
No mortal can with him compare
Among the sons of men;
Fairer is he, than all the fair
Who fill the heavenly train.
Verse 3
He saw me plunged in deep distress,
And flew to my relief;
For me he bore the shameful cross,
And carried all my grief.
Verse 4
To heaven, the place of his abode,
He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joys complete.
Samuel Stennett, “Majestic Sweetness Sits Enthroned”
Otterbein 1890 No. 286 · C.M · Ortonville
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John Mason·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
I’ve found the pearl of greatest price!
My heart doth sing for joy;
And sing I must, for Christ is mine!
Christ shall my song employ.
Verse 2
Christ is my Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Prophet full of light,
My great High Priest before the throne,
My King of heavenly might.
Verse 3
Christ is my peace; he died for me,
For me he gave his blood;
And, as my wondrous Sacrifice,
Offered himself to God.
Verse 4
Christ Jesus is my All in All,--
My Comfort, and my Love;
My Life below, and he shall be
My Joy and Crown above.
Otterbein 1890 No. 287 · C.M · Ortonville
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Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Oh, for a thousand tongues, to sing
My great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of his grace.
Verse 2
My gracious Master, and my God,
Assist me to proclaim--
To spread, through all the earth abroad,
The honors of thy name.
Verse 3
Jesus! the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
’Tis music in the sinner’s ears,
’Tis life, and health, and peace.
Verse 4
He breaks the power of canceled sin,
He sets the pris’ner free:
His blood can make the foulest clean--
His blood availed for me.
Verse 5
He speaks--and, list’ning to his voice
New life the dead receive;
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.
Verse 6
Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Savior come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
Charles Wesley, “Oh, for a Thousand Tongues, to Sing”
Otterbein 1890 No. 288 · C.M · Ortonville
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Martin Madan (?)·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, let us all unite to praise
The Savior of mankind;
Our thankful hearts in solemn lays
Be with our voices joined.
Verse 2
O Lord! we cannot silent be;
By love we are constrained
To offer our best thanks to thee,
Our Savior, and our Friend.
Verse 3
Let every tongue thy goodness show,
And spread abroad thy fame;
Let every heart with praise o’erflow,
And bless thy sacred name.
Verse 4
Worship and honor, thanks and love,
Be to our Jesus given,
By men below, by hosts above,
By all in earth and heaven.
Martin Madan (?), “Come, Let Us All Unite to Praise”
Otterbein 1890 No. 289 · C.M · Henry
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Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim,
And publish abroad his wonderful name.
The name, all-victorious, of Jesus extol;
His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all.
Verse 2
God ruleth on high, almighty to save;
And still he is nigh, his presence we have;
The great congregation his triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.
Verse 3
“Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,”
Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son;
Our Savior’s high praises the angels proclaim,--
Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb.
Charles Wesley, “Ye Servants of God, Your Master Proclaim”
Otterbein 1890 No. 29 · 10s & 11s · Lyons
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Anne Steele·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Awake, awake, the sacred song,
To our incarnate Lord;
Let every heart and every tongue
Adore th’ eternal Word.
Verse 2
That awful Word, that sovereign Power,
By whom the worlds were made;
Oh, happy morn--illustrious hour--
Was once in flesh arrayed.
Verse 3
To dwell with misery here below,
The Savior left the skies,
And sunk to wretchedness and woe,
That worthless man might rise.
Verse 4
Adoring angels tuned their songs,
To hail the joyful day;
With rapture, then, let human tongues
Their grateful worship pay.
Anne Steele, “Awake, Awake, the Sacred Song”
Otterbein 1890 No. 290 · C.M · Cambridge
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Philip Doddridge·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Do not I love thee, oh, my Lord?
Behold my heart, and see;
And turn each worthless idol out,
That dares to rival thee.
Verse 2
Do not I love thee, from my soul?
Then let me nothing love;
Dead be my heart to every joy,
Which thou dost not approve.
Verse 3
Is not thy name melodious still,
To mine attentive ear?
Doth not each pulse with pleasure thrill
My Savior’s voice to hear?
Verse 4
Thou know’st I love thee, dearest Lord!
But, oh! I long to soar
Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
And learn to love thee more.
Philip Doddridge, “Do Not I Love Thee, Oh, My Lord?”
Otterbein 1890 No. 293 · C.M · St. Agnes
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John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear;
It soothes his sorrow, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
Verse 2
It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
Verse 3
Dear Name, the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding-place;
My never-failing treasure, filled
With boundless stores of grace.
Verse 4
Jesus, my Shepherd, Savior, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
Verse 5
I would thy boundless love proclaim
With every fleeting breath,
So shall the music of thy name
Refresh my soul in death.
John Newton, “How Sweet the Name of Jesus Sounds”
Otterbein 1890 No. 295 · C.M · How I Love Jesus
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Thomas Haweis·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
To thee, my God and Savior!
My heart exulting sings,
Rejoicing in thy favor,
Almighty King of kings!
I’ll celebrate thy glory,
With all thy saints above,
And tell the joyful story
Of thy redeeming love.
Verse 2
Soon as the morn with roses
Bedecks the dewy east,
And when the sun reposes
Upon the ocean’s breast;
My voice, in supplication,
Well-pleased thou shalt hear:
Oh! grant me thy salvation,
And to my soul draw near.
Verse 3
By thee, through life supported,
I pass the dangerous road,
With heavenly hosts escorted,
Up to their bright abode;
There, cast my crown before thee.--
Now, all my conflicts o’er,--
And day and night adore thee:--
What can an angel more?
Thomas Haweis, “To Thee, My God and Savior!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 297 · 7s & 6s, D · Webb
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John Cennick·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Children of the heavenly King,
As we journey let us sing;
Sing our Savior’s worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
We are trav’ling home to God,
In the way our fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.
Verse 2
Fear not, brethren; joyful stand
On the borders of our land;
Jesus Christ, our Father’s Son,
Bids us undismayed go on.
Lord! obediently we’ll go,
Gladly leaving all below:
Only thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow thee.
John Cennick, “Children of the Heavenly King”
Otterbein 1890 No. 298 · 7s. D · Heavenly King
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Johann Scheffler·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Earth has nothing sweet or fair,
Lovely forms or beauties rare,
But before my eyes they bring
Christ, of beauty Source and Spring.
Verse 2
When the morning paints the skies,
When the golden sunbeams rise,
Then my Savior’s form I find
Brightly imaged on my mind.
Verse 3
When the day-beams pierce the night,
Oft I think on Jesus’ light,--
Think,--how bright that light will be,
Shining through eternity.
Verse 4
When, as moonlight softly steals,
Heaven its thousand eyes reveals,
Then I think;--who made their light
Is a thousand times more bright.
Verse 5
When I see, in spring-tide gay,
Fields their varied tints display,
Wakes the thrilling thought in me,
What must their Creator be?
Verse 6
Lord of all that’s fair to see!
Come, reveal thyself to me;
Let me, ‘mid thy radiant light,
See thine unveiled glories bright.
Johann Scheffler, “Earth Has Nothing Sweet or Fair”
Otterbein 1890 No. 299 · 7s · Atoning Lamb
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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
BEFORE Jehovah’s awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.
Verse 2
His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.
Verse 3
We are his people, we his care—
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name?
Verse 4
We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
Verse 5
Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
Otterbein 1890 No. 3 · L. M. · OLD HUNDRED
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Before Jehovah’s awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.
Verse 2
His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.
Verse 3
We are his people, we his care—
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name?
Verse 4
We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
Verse 5
Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
Isaac Watts, “Before Jehovah's Awful Throne”
Otterbein 1890 No. 3 · L.M · Old Hundred
Samuel Stennett·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How charming is the place
Where my Redeemer God
Unveils the glories of his face,
And sheds his love abroad!
Verse 2
Here, on the mercy seat,
With radiant glory crowned,
Our joyful eyes behold him sit,
And smile on all around.
Verse 3
To him their prayers and cries,
Each contrite soul presents;
And while he hears their humble sighs
He grants them all their wants.
Verse 4
Give me, O Lord, a place
Within thy blest abode;
Among the children of thy grace,
The servants of my God.
Samuel Stennett, “How Charming Is the Place”
Otterbein 1890 No. 30 · S.M · Gerar
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
William Hammond·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Awake, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb;
Wake, every heart, and every tongue!
To praise the Savior’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 on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners! sing;
Sing on, rejoicing, every day,
In Christ, th’ eternal King.
Verse 4
Soon shall ye hear him say,
“Ye blessed children! come;”
Soon will he call you hence away,
And take his wanderers home.
William Hammond, “Awake, and Sing the Song”
Otterbein 1890 No. 301 · S.M · Luther
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Austin·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Bless’d be thy love, dear Lord!
That taught us this sweet way,
Only to love thee for thyself,
And for that love obey.
Verse 2
Oh, thou, our soul’s chief Hope!
We to thy mercy fly;
Where’er we are, thou canst protect,
Whate’er we need, supply.
Verse 3
Whether we sleep or wake,
To thee we both resign;
By night we see, as well as day,
If thy light on us shine.
Verse 4
Whether we live or die,
Both we submit to thee;
In death we live, as well as life,
If thine in death we be.
John Austin, “Bless'd Be Thy Love, Dear Lord!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 302 · S.M · Greenwood
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