Although temporary Believers, and other unregenerate men, may vainly deceive themselves with false hopes, and carnal presumptions, of being in the favour of God, and in a state of salvation,’ which hope of theirs shall perish; yet such as truly believe in the Lord Jesus, and love him in sincerity, endeavouring to walk in all good Conscience before him, may in this life be certainly assured that they are in the state of Grace; and may rejoice in the hope of the glory of God which hope shall never make them ashamed.

Verse 1

A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.

Verse 2

To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil,—
O may it all my powers engage
To do my Master’s will.

Verse 3

Arm me with jealous care,
As in Thy sight to live;
And O, Thy servant, Lord, prepare
A strict account to give.

Verse 4

Help me to watch and pray,
And on Thyself rely,
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.

Verse 1

A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky:—

Verse 2

To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil,—
Oh! may it all my powers engage—
To do my Master’s will.

Verse 3

Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And, oh! thy servant, Lord! prepare
A strict account to give.

Verse 4

Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely;
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.

Verse 1

A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never-dying-soul to save,
And fit it for the sky:—

Verse 2

To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill,—
Oh! may it all my powers engage—
To do my Master’s will.

Verse 3

Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And, oh, thy servant, Lord! prepare
A strict account to give.

Verse 4

Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely;
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.

Verse 1

Adore and tremble, for our God
Is a consuming fire;*
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raise his vengeance higher.

Verse 2

Almighty vengeance how it burns!
How bright his fury glows!
Vast magazines of plagues and storms
Lie treasur’d for his foes.

Verse 3

Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees
Are forced into a flame,
But kindled, O how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature’s frame.

Verse 4

At his approach the mountains flee,
And seek a watery grave;
The frighted sea makes haste away,
And shrinks up every wave.

Verse 5

Thro’ the wide air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hailstones hurl’d:
Who dares engage his fiery rage
That shakes the solid world?

Verse 6

Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace
Sits regent on the throne,
The refuge of thy chosen race
When wrath comes rushing down.

Verse 7

Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A fiery tempest pour,
While we beneath thy sheltering wings
Thy just revenge adore.

Verse 1

Again our earthly cares we leave,
And in thy courts appear;
Again, with joyful feet, we come
To meet our Savior here.

Verse 2

Within those walls let holy peace.
And love, and concord dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease--
The wounded spirit heal.

Verse 3

The feeling heart, the melting eye.
The humble mind bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow.

Verse 4

May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers;
And in the presence of our Lord,
Unbosom all our cares.

Verse 5

Shew us some token of thy love,
Our fainting hope to raise;
And pour thy blessing from above,
That we may render praise.

Verse 1

Ah! how shall fallen man
Be just before his God?
If he contend in righteousness,
We fall beneath his rod.

Verse 2

If he our ways should mark
With strict inquiring eyes,
Could we for one of thousand faults
A just excuse devise?

Verse 3

All-seeing, powerful God,
Who can with thee contend?
Or who that tries the unequal strife,
Shall prosper in the end?

Verse 4

Ah! how shall guilty man
Contend with such a God?
None, none can meet him and escape,
But through the Savior’s blood.

Verse 1

Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

Verse 2

Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

Verse 3

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man, the creature’s sin!

Verse 4

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.

Verse 5

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
’Tis all that I can do.

Refrain

Jesus died for you,
And Jesus died for me,
Yes, Jesus died for all mankind;
Bless God, salvation’s free.

Refrain

Help me, dear Savior, thee to own,
And ever faithful be;
And when thou sittest on thy throne.
O Lord, remember me.

Verse 1

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

Verse 2

[Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine,
And bath’d in its own blood,
While all expos’d to wrath divine
The glorious Sufferer stood.]

Verse 3

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groan’d upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

Verse 4

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God the mighty Maker dy’d
For man the creature’s sin.

Verse 5

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

Verse 6

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
’Tis all that I can do.

Verse 1

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die!
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I!

Verse 2

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree!
Amazing pity! Grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

Verse 3

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When He, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature’s sin.

Verse 4

Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

Verse 5

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
’Tis all that I can do.

Verse 1

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die!
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

Verse 2

Help me, dear Saviour, Thee to own,
And ever faithful be;
And when Thou sittest on Thy throne,
O Lord, remember me.

Verse 3

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree.

Verse 4

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker died
For man, the creature’s sin.

Verse 5

Thus might I hide my blushing face
Whilst His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.

Verse 6

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
’Tis all that I can do.

Verse 1

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die!
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

Verse 2

Help me, dear Saviour, Thee to own,
And ever faithful be;
And when Thou sittest on Thy throne,
O Lord, remember me.

Verse 3

Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree.

Verse 4

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker died
For man, the creature’s sin.

Verse 5

Thus might I hide my blushing face
Whilst His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.

Verse 6

But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
’Tis all that I can do.

Verse 1

All glory to thy wondrous Name,
Father of mercy, God of love,
Thus we exalt the Lord, the Lamb,
And thus we praise the heavenly Dove.

Verse 1

All hail the power of Jesus’ name,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 2

Crown him, ye morning stars of light,
Who fixed this earthly ball;
Now hail the strength of Israel’s might,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 3

Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 4

Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 5

Let every kindred, every tribe
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 6

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 1

All hail the power of Jesus’ Name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 2

Crown Him, ye morning stars of light,
Who fixed this floating ball;
Now hail the strength of Israel’s might,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 3

Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 4

Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race,
Ye ransomed of the fall,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 5

Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at His feet,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 6

Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 7

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall;
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all.

Verse 1

All hail the power of Jesus’ name,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 2

Crown him, ye morning stars of light,
Who fixed this earthly ball;
Now hail the strength of Israel’s might,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 3

Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 4

Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 5

Let every kindred, every tribe
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 6

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 1

All hail the power of Jesus’ name,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 2

Crown him, ye morning stars of light,
Who fixed this earthly ball;
Now hail the strength of Israel’s might,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 3

Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 4

Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 5

Let every kindred, every tribe
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 6

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.

Verse 1

All mortal vanities, be gone,
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears,
Behold amidst th’ eternal throne
A vision of the Lamb appears.

Verse 2

[Glory his fleecy robe adorns,
Mark’d with the bloody death he bore;
Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns,
To speak his wisdom and his power.

Verse 3

Lo, he receives a sealed book
From him that sits upon the throne:
Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look
On dark decrees, and things unknown.]

Verse 4

All the assembling saints around
Fall worshipping before the Lamb,
And in new songs of gospel-sound
Address their honours to his name,

Verse 5

The joy, the shout, the harmony
Flies o’er the everlasting hills,
“Worthy art thou alone,” they cry,
“To read the book, to loose the seals.”]

Verse 6

Our voices join the heavenly strain,
And with transporting pleasure sing,
“Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,
“To be our teacher and our king!”

Verse 7

His words of prophecy reveal
Eternal counsels, deep designs;
His grace and vengeance shall fulfil
The peaceful and the dreadful lines.

Verse 8

Thou hast redeem’d our souls from hell
’With thine invaluable blood;
And wretches that did once rebel
Are now made favourites of their Cod.

Verse 9

Worthy for ever is the Lord,
That died for treasons not his own,
By every tongue to be ador’d,
And dwell upon his Father’s throne.

Verse 1

All my heart this night rejoices,
As I hear, far and near,
Sweetest angel voices;
“Christ is born,” their choirs are singing,
Till the air, everywhere,
Now with joy is ringing.

Verse 2

For it dawns, the promised morrow
Of His birth, who the earth
Rescues from her sorrow.
God to wear our form descendeth,
Of His grace to our race
Here His Son He lendeth.

Verse 3

Hark! a voice from yonder manger,
Soft and sweet, doth entreat:
“Flee from woe and danger;
Brethren, come; from all doth grieve you
You are freed; all you need
I will surely give you.”

Verse 4

Come, then, let us hasten yonder:
Here let all, great and small,
Kneel in awe and wonder;
Love Him who with love is yearning;
Hail the Star that from far
Bright with hope is burning.

Verse 5

Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee:
Keep Thou me close to Thee,
Cast me not behind Thee:
Life of life, my heart Thou stillest,
Calm I rest on Thy breast,
All this void Thou fillest.

Verse 1

All people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell,
Come ye before Him and rejoice.

Verse 2

Know that the Lord is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make;
We are His folk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.

Verse 1

All people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell,
Come ye before Him and rejoice.

Verse 2

The Lord ye know is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make;
We are His folk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.

Verse 3

O enter then His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His Name always,
For it is seemly so to do.

Verse 4

For why? the Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.

Verse 1

All praise to Him who dwells in bliss,
Who made both day and night;
Whose throne is darkness, in th’ abyss
Of uncreated light.

Verse 2

Each thought and deed His piercing eyes
With strictest search survey;
The deepest shades no more disguise
Than the full blaze of day.

Verse 3

Whom Thou dost guard, O King of kings,
No evil shall molest:
Under the shadow of Thy wings
Shall they securely rest.

Verse 4

Thy angels shall around their beds
Their constant stations keep:
Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads,
For Thou dost never sleep.

Verse 5

May we, with calm and sweet repose,
Our heavenly thoughts refreshed,
Our eyelids with the morn’s unclose,
And bless the Ever-bless’d.

Verse 1

All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thy own almighty wings.

Verse 2

Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

Verse 3

Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.

Verse 4

O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.

Verse 5

When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.

Verse 6

O when shall I, in endless day,
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns with the supernal choir
Incessant sing, and never tire!

Verse 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.

Verse 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!

Verse 3

Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come;
’Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

Verse 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.

Verse 1

Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?

Verse 2

Must I be carried to the skies
On flow’ry beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed thro’ bloody seas?

Verse 3

Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

Verse 4

Sure I must fight if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord;
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

Verse 5

Thy saints in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar,
By faith they bring it nigh.

Verse 6

When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine
In robes of vict’ry through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.

Verse 1

Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb,
And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His Name?

Verse 2

Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?

Verse 3

Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

Verse 4

Sure I must fight if I would reign:
Increase my courage, Lord;
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.

Verse 5

Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.

Verse 6

When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be Thine.

Verse 1

Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb,
And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His Name?

Verse 2

Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?

Verse 3

Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

Verse 4

Sure I must fight if I would reign:
Increase my courage, Lord;
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.

Verse 5

Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.

Verse 6

When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be Thine.

Verse 1

And are we wretches yet alive?
And do we yet rebel?
’Tis boundless, ’tis amazing love
That bears us up from hell!

Verse 2

The burden of our weighty guilt
Would sink us down to flames,
And threatening vengeance rolls above
To crush our feeble frames.

Verse 3

Almighty goodness cries, “Forbear;”
And straight the thunder stays;
And dare we now provoke his wrath,
And weary out his grace?

Verse 4

Lord, we have long abus’d thy love,
Too long indulg’d our sin;
Our aching hearts e’en bleed to see
What rebels we have been.

Verse 5

No more, ye lusts, shall ye command,
No more will we obey;
Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand,
And drive thy foes away.

Verse 1

And are we yet alive,
And see each other’s face?
Glory and praise to Jesus give,
For his redeeming grace.

Verse 2

Preserved by power divine
To full salvation here,
Again in Jesus’ praise we join,
And in his sight appear.

Verse 3

What troubles have we seen!
What conflicts have we passed!
Fightings without, and fears within,
Since we assembled last!

Verse 4

But out of all the Lord
Hath brought us by his love;
And still he doth his help afford,
And hides our life above.

Verse 5

Let us take up the cross,
Till we the crown obtain;
And gladly reckon all things loss
So we may Jesus gain.

Verse 1

And can I yet delay
My little all to give?
To tear my soul from earth away,
For Jesus to receive?

Verse 2

Nay, but I yield, I yield,
I can hold out no more:
I sink, by dying love compelled,
And own thee conqueror.

Verse 3

Tho’ late, I all forsake,
My friends, my all resign;
Gracious Redeemer, take, oh, take,
And seal me ever thine.

Verse 4

Come and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove;
Settle and fix my wav’ring soul
With all thy weight of love.

Verse 1

And is this life prolong’d to me?
Are days and seasons given?
O let me then prepare to be
A fitter heir of heaven.

Verse 2

In vain these moments shall not pass,
These golden hours be gone:
Lord, I accept thine offered grace,
I bow before thy throne.

Verse 3

Now cleanse my soul from every sin,
By my Redeemer’s blood:
Now let my flesh and soul begin
The honours of my God.

Verse 4

Let me no more my soul beguile
With sin’s deceitful toys:
Let cheerful hope increasing still
Approach to heavenly joys.

Verse 5

My thankful lips shall loud proclaim
The wonders of thy praise,
And spread the savour of thy Name
Where’er I spend my days.

Verse 6

On earth let my example shine,
And when I leave this state,
May heaven receive this soul of mine
To bliss supremely great.

Verse 1

And let our bodies part--
To diff’rent climes repair;
Inseparably joined in heart
The friends of Jesus are.

Verse 2

Oh, let us still proceed
In Jesus’ work below;
And following our triumphant Head,
To further conquests go.

Verse 3

The vineyard of the Lord
Before his laborers lies;
And lo! we see the vast reward
Which waits us in the skies.

Verse 4

Oh, let our heart and mind
Continually ascend,
That haven of repose to find,
Where all our labors end.

Verse 1

And let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint or die;
My soul shall quit the mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high--

Verse 2

Shall join the disembodied saints,
And find its long-sought rest;
That only bliss for which it pants,
In the Redeemer’s breast.

Verse 3

In hope of that immortal crown
I now the cross sustain;
And gladly wander up and down,
And smile at toil and pain.

Verse 4

I suffer on my three-score years,
Till my Deliverer come,
And wipes away his servant’s tears,
And takes his exile home.

Verse 1

And must I be to judgment brought,
And answer in that day,
For every vain and idle thought,
And every word I say?

Verse 2

Yes, every secret of my heart
Shall shortly be made known,
And I receive my just desert
For all that I have done.

Verse 3

How careful then I ought to live!
With what religious fear,
Who such a strict account must give
For my behavior here.

Verse 4

Thou awful Judge of quick and dead,
The watchful power bestow;
So shall I to my ways take heed,
To all I speak or do.

Verse 1

And must this body die?
This mortal frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine
Lie mouldering in the clay?

Verse 2

Corruption, earth and worms,
Shall but refine this flesh,
Till my triumphant spirit comes
To put it on afresh.

Verse 3

God my Redeemer lives,
And often from the skies
Looks down, and watches all my dust,
Till he shall bid it rise.

Verse 4

Array’d in glorious grace
Shall these vile bodies shine,
And every shape and every face
Look heavenly and divine.

Verse 5

These lively hopes we owe
To Jesus’ dying love;
We would adore his grace below,
And sing his power above.

Verse 6

Dear Lord, accept the praise
Of these our humble songs,
Till tunes of nobler sound we raise
With our immortal tongues.

Verse 1

And now the scales have left mine eyes,
Now I begin to see;
O the curs’d deeds my sins have done!
What murderous things they be!

Verse 2

Were these the traitors, dearest Lord,
That thy fair body tore?
Monsters, that stain’d those heavenly limbs
With floods of purple gore?

Verse 3

Was it for crimes that I had done
My dearest Lord was slain
When justice seiz’d God’s only Son,
And put his soul to pain?

Verse 4

Forgive my guilt, O Prince of peace,
I’ll wound my God no more;
Hence from my heart, ye sins, be gone,
For Jesus I adore.

Verse 5

Furnish me, Lord, with heavenly arms
From grace’s magazine,
And I’ll proclaim eternal war
With every darling sin.

Verse 1

Angel! roll the rock away;
Death! yield up thy mighty prey;
See! he rises from the tomb,
Glowing with immortal bloom.

Verse 2

’Tis the Savior; angels! raise
Fame’s eternal trump of praise:
Let the world’s remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.

Verse 3

Shout! ye saints! in rapturous song,
Let the strains be sweet and strong;
Shout the Son of God, this morn
From his sepulcher new-born.

Verse 4

Heaven displays her portals wide;
Glorious Hero! through them ride!
King of glory! mount the throne--
Thy great Father’s and thine own.

Verse 1

Angels, roll the rock away;
Death, yield up thy mighty prey:
See, He rises from the tomb,
Glowing with immortal bloom.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Christ the Lord is risen to-day.

Verse 2

’Tis the Saviour: angels, raise
Fame’s eternal trump of praise;
Let the earth’s remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Christ the Lord is risen to-day.

Verse 3

Praise Him, all ye heavenly choirs,
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres:
Shout, O earth, in rapturous song,
Let the strains be sweet and strong.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Christ the Lord is risen to-day.

Verse 4

Every note with wonder swell,
Sin o’erthrown and captived hell:
Where is hell’s once dreaded king?
Where, O death, thy mortal sting?
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Christ the Lord is risen to-day.

Verse 1

Another six days’ work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day thy God hath blest.

Verse 2

Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds,
Provides an antepast of heaven,
And gives this day the food of seven.

Verse 3

O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies;
And draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows.

Verse 4

This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest
Which for the Church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.

Verse 5

In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures, pass away:
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne’er shall end.

Verse 1

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat,
Where Jesus answers prayer;
There humbly fall before his feet,
For none can perish there.

Verse 2

Thy promise is my only plea,
With this I venture nigh;
Thou call’st the burdened souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.

Verse 3

Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed;
By wars without and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.

Verse 4

Oh, wondrous love! to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame;
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead thy gracious name.

Verse 1

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat
Where Jesus answers prayer;
There humbly fall before His feet,
For none can perish there.

Verse 2

Thy promise is my only plea;
With this I venture nigh:
Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.

Verse 3

Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed,
By war without, and fears within,
I come to Thee for rest.

Verse 4

Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place,
That, sheltered near Thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him, Thou hast died.

Verse 5

O wondrous love! to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead Thy gracious Name!

Verse 1

Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on his hands.

Verse 2

He ever lives above,
For me to intercede;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Verse 3

Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransomed sinner die.

Verse 4

The Father hears him pray,
His dear Anointed One;
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

Verse 5

My God is reconciled,
His pard’ning voice I hear,
He owns me for his child,
I can no longer fear;
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba, Father, cry.

Verse 1

Arise my soul, my joyful powers,
And triumph in my God,
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad.

Verse 2

He rais’d me from the deeps of sin,
The gates of gaping hell,
And fix’d my standing more secure
Than ’twas before I fell.

Verse 3

The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul he plac’d,
And on the rock of ages set
My slippery footsteps fast.

Verse 4

The city of my bless’d abode
Is wall’d around with grace
Salvation for a bulwark stands
To shield the sacred place.

Verse 5

Satan may vent his sharpest spite,
And all his legions roar,
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his raging power.

Verse 6

Arise, my soul, awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing,
Loud hallelujahs shall address
My Saviour and my King.

Verse 1

Arise, O King of grace, arise,
And enter to thy rest;
Lo! thy church waits, with longing eyes,
Thus to be owned and blest.

Verse 2

Enter with all thy glorious train.
Thy Spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.

Verse 3

Here, mighty God, accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of thy house
And fill thy poor with bread.

Verse 4

Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God’s Anointed shine;
Justice and truth his court maintain
With love and power divine.

Verse 5

Here let him hold a lasting throne,
And as his kingdom grows,
Fresh honors shall adorn his crown.
And shame confound his foes.

Verse 1

Arise, O King of grace, arise,
And enter to Thy rest:
Lo! Thy Church waits with longing eyes
Thus to be owned and blest.

Verse 2

Enter with all Thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and Thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.

Verse 3

Here, mighty God, accept our vows;
Here let Thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of Thy house,
And fill Thy poor with bread.

Verse 4

Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God’s Anointed shine;
Justice and truth His court maintain,
With love and power Divine.

Verse 5

Here let Him hold a lasting throne;
And, as His kingdom grows,
Fresh honors shall adorn His crown,
And shame confound His foes.

Verse 1

Arm of the Lord! awake, awake;
Put on thy strength, the nation shake;
And let the world, adoring, see
Triumphs of mercy, wrought by thee.

Verse 2

Say to the heathen, from thy throne,
“I am Jehovah--God alone!”
Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground.

Verse 3

No more let human blood be spilt,
Vain sacrifice for human guilt;
But to each conscience be applied
The blood, that flowed from Jesus’ side.

Verse 4

Almighty God! thy grace proclaim
In every clime, of every name,
Till adverse powers before thee fall,
And crown the Savior--Lord of all.

Verse 1

Ascend thy throne, almighty King,
And spread thy glories all abroad;
Let thine own arm salvation bring,
And be thou known the gracious God.

Verse 2

Let millions bow before thy seat,
Let humble mourners seek thy face,
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,
Subdued by thy victorious grace.

Verse 3

Oh, let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord!
Let saints and angels praise thy name,
Be thou through heaven and earth adored.

Verse 1

As now the sun’s declining rays
Towards the eve descend,
E’en so our years are sinking down
To their appointed end.

Verse 2

Lord, on the cross Thine arms were stretched
To draw us to the sky;
O grant us then that cross to love,
And in those arms to die.

Verse 3

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
All glory be from saints on earth,
And from the angel host.

Verse 1

As pants the hart for cooling streams
When heated in the chase,
So longs my soul, O God, for Thee,
And Thy refreshing grace.

Verse 2

For Thee, my God, the living God,
My thirsty soul doth pine;
O when shall I behold Thy Face,
Thou Majesty Divine!

Verse 3

Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Trust God; and He’ll employ
His aid for Thee, and change these sighs
To thankful hymns of joy.

Verse 4

Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Hope still; and thou shalt sing
The praise of Him who is thy God,
Thy health’s eternal Spring.

Verse 1

Astonished and distressed,
I turn mine eyes within;
My heart with loads of guilt oppressed,
The source of every sin.

Verse 2

What crowds of evil thoughts,
What vile affections there!
Envy and pride, deceit and guile,
Distrust and slavish fear.

Verse 3

Almighty King of saints!
These tyrant lusts subdue;
Drive the old serpent from his seat,
And all my powers renew.

Verse 4

This done,--my cheerful voice
Shall loud hosannas raise;
My heart shall glow with gratitude,
My lips be filled with praise.

Verse 1

Attend while God’s exalted Son
Doth his own glories shew;
“Behold I sit upon my throne
Creating all things new.

Verse 2

“Nature and sin are pass’d away,
And the old Adam dies;
“My hands a new foundation lay,
“See the new world arise.

Verse 3

“I’ll be a sun of righteousness
”To the new-heavens I make;
“None but the new-born heirs of grace
”My glories shall partake.”

Verse 4

Mighty Redeemer, set me free
From my old state of sin;
O make my soul alive to thee,
Create new powers within.

Verse 5

Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears,
And mould my heart afresh;
Give me new passions, joys and fears,
And turn the stone to flesh.

Verse 6

Far from the regions of the dead,
From sin, and earth, and hell,
In the new-world that grace has made
I would for ever dwell.

Verse 1

At thy command, our dearest Lord,
Here we attend thy dying feast;
Thy blood like wine adorns thy board,
And thine own flesh feeds every guest.

Verse 2

Our faith adores thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in one that dy’d;
We hope for heavenly crowns above
From a Redeemer crucify’d.

Verse 3

Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
And fling their scandals on thy cause;
We come to boast our Saviour’s Name,
And make our triumphs in his cross.

Verse 4

With joy we tell the scoffing age
He that was dead has left his tomb,
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till he come.

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.

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

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

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.

Verse 1

Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice,
In God the life of all my joys,
Aloud will I rejoice.

Verse 2

’Tis he adorn’d my naked soul,
And made salvation mine,
Upon a poor polluted worm
He makes his graces shine.

Verse 3

And lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found,
He took the robe the Saviour wrought,
And cast it all around.

Verse 4

How far the heavenly robe exceeds
What earthly princes wear!
These ornaments, how bright they shine!
How white the garments are!

Verse 5

The Spirit wrought my faith and love,
And hope, and every grace;
But Jesus spent his life to work
The robe of righteousness.

Verse 6

Strangely, my soul, art thou array’d
By the great sacred Three:
In sweetest harmony of praise
Let all thy powers agree.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Verse 2

Thy precious time misspent redeem;
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.

Verse 3

By influence of the light Divine
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heaven’s propitious rays
In ardent love and cheerful praise.

Verse 4

Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long, unwearied, sing
High praise to the Eternal King.

Verse 5

All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept:
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake.

Verse 6

Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

Verse 7

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.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Verse 2

Awake, lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praises to th’ eternal King.

Verse 3

Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me when I slept;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.

Verse 4

Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, awake my tongue,
My God demands the grateful song;
Let all my inmost powers record
The wondrous mercy of the Lord.

Verse 2

Divinely free his mercy flows,
Forgives my sins, allays my woes,
And bids approaching death remove,
And crowns me with indulgent love.

Verse 3

His mercy, with unchanging rays,
Forever shines, while time decays;
And children’s children shall record
The truth and goodness of the Lord.

Verse 4

While all his works his praise proclaim
And men and angels bless his name,
Oh, let my heart, my life, my tongue
Attend, and join the blissful song!

Verse 1

AWAKE, my soul, awake my tongue,
My God demands the grateful song;
Let all my inmost powers record
The wondrous mercy of the Lord.

Verse 2

Divinely free his mercy flows,
Forgives my sins, allays my woes,
And bids approaching death remove,
And crowns me with indulgent love.

Verse 3

His mercy, with unchanging rays,
Forever shines, while time decays;
And children’s children shall record
The truth and goodness of the Lord.

Verse 4

While all his works his praise proclaim,
And men and angels bless his name,
Oh, let my heart, my life, my tongue
Attend, and join the blissful song!

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

Awake, my soul--stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
A bright, immortal crown.

Verse 2

’Tis God’s all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high:
’Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye.

Verse 3

A cloud of witnesses around,
Hold thee in full survey:
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.

Verse 4

Blest Savior, introduced by thee
Have we our race begun;
And, crowned with vict’ry, at thy feet
We’ll lay our laurels down.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

Verse 2

A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey:
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.

Verse 3

’Tis God’s all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
’Tis His own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye:

Verse 4

That prize with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast,
When victors’ wreaths and monarchs’ gems
Shall blend in common dust.

Verse 5

Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee,
Have I my race begun;
And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet
I’ll lay my honors down.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

Verse 2

A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey:
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.

Verse 3

’Tis God’s all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
’Tis His own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye:

Verse 4

That prize with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast,
When victors’ wreaths and monarchs’ gems
Shall blend in common dust.

Verse 5

Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee,
Have I my race begun;
And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet
I’ll lay my honors down.

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving kindness, oh, how free!

Verse 2

He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate--
His loving kindness, oh, how great!

Verse 3

Though numerous hosts of mighty foes--
Though earth and hell my way oppose;
He safely leads my soul along--
His loving kindness, oh, how strong!

Verse 4

When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood--
His loving kindness, oh, how good!

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving kindness, oh, how free!

Verse 2

He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate--
His loving kindness, oh, how great!

Verse 3

Though numerous hosts of mighty foes--
Though earth and hell my way oppose;
He safely leads my soul along--
His loving kindness, oh, how strong!

Verse 4

When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood--
His loving kindness, oh, how good!

Verse 1

Awake, my zeal, awake, my love,
To serve my Saviour here below,
In works which perfect saints above
And holy angels cannot do.

Verse 2

Awake my charity, to feed
The hungry soul, and clothe the poor:
In heaven are found no sons of need,
There all these duties are no more.

Verse 3

Subdue thy passions, O my soul!
Maintain the fight, thy work pursue,
Daily thy rising sins control,
And be thy victories ever new.

Verse 4

The land of triumph lies on high,
There are no foes t’ encounter there:
Lord, I would conquer till I die,
And finish all the glorious war.

Verse 5

Let every flying hour confess
I gain thy gospel fresh renown;
And when my life and labour cease,
May I possess the promis’d crown.

Verse 1

Awake, our souls, away, our fears,
Let every trembling thought be gone;
Awake and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.

Verse 2

True, ’tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God
That feeds the strength of every saint.

Verse 3

Thee, mighty God, whose matchless power
Is ever new and ever young,
And firm endures while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.

Verse 4

From thee the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply,
While such as trust their native strength
Shall melt away, and drop and die.

Verse 5

Swift as an eagle cuts the air
We’ll mount aloft to thine abode,
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.

Verse 1

Away from every mortal care,
Away from earth our souls retreat;
We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worship near thy seat.

Verse 2

Lord, in the temple of thy grace
We see thy feet, and we adore;
We gaze upon thy lovely face,
And learn the wonders of thy power.

Verse 3

While here our various wants we mourn,
United groans ascend on high,
And prayer bears a quick return
Of blessings in variety.

Verse 4

[If Satan rage and sin grow strong,
Here we receive some cheering word;
We gird the gospel armour on
To fight the battles of the Lord.

Verse 5

Or if our spirit faints and dies,
(Our conscience gall’d with inward stings)
Here doth the righteous sun arise
With healing beams beneath his wings.]

Verse 6

Father, my soul would still abide
Within thy temple, near thy side;
But if my feet must hence depart
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.

Verse 1

Backward with humble shame we look
On our original;
How is our nature dash’d and broke
In our first father’s fall!

Verse 2

To all that’s good averse and blind,
But prone to all that’s ill
What dreadful darkness veils our mind!
How obstinate our will!

Verse 3

Conceiv’d in sin (O wretched state!)
Before we draw our breath,
The first young pulse begins to beat
Iniquity and death.

Verse 4

How strong in our degenerate blood
The old corruption reigns,
And, mingling with the crooked flood,
Wanders thro’ all our veins!

Verse 5

Wild and unwholesome as the root
Will all the branches be;
How can we hope for living fruit
From such a deadly tree?

Verse 6

What mortal power from things unclean
Can pure productions bring?
Who can command a vital stream
From an infected spring?

Verse 7

Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love
Can make our nature clean,
While Christ and grace prevail above
The tempter, death, and sin.

Verse 8

The second Adam shall restore
The ruins of the first,
Hosanna to that sovereign power
That new creates our dust.

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 must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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.

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.

Verse 1

[Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing,
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal King.

Verse 2

Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad,
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.

Verse 3

Proclaim “salvation from the Lord
”For wretched dying men;”
His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.

Verse 4

Engrav’d as in eternal brass,
The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the powers of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.]

Verse 5

[He that can dash whole worlds to death
And make them when he please,
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils his great decrees.

Verse 6

His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies,
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.

Verse 7

He said, “Let the wide heaven be spread,”
And heaven was stretch’d abroad;
“Abrah’m, I’ll be thy God,” he said,
And he was Abrah’m’s God.

Verse 8

O, might I hear thine heavenly tongue
But whisper, “Thou art mine;”
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

Verse 9

How would my leaping heart rejoice
And think my heaven secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.]

Verse 1

Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing,
The mighty works, or mightier Name,
Of our Eternal King.

Verse 2

Tell of His wondrous faithfulness,
And sound His power abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of His grace,
And the performing God.

Verse 3

His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.

Verse 4

O might I hear Thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, “Thou art Mine,”
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost Divine.

Verse 1

Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing;
The mighty works or mightier name
Of our eternal King.

Verse 2

Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.

Verse 3

His very word of grace is strong,
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along,
Speaks all the promises.

Verse 4

Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, “Thou art mine!”
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

Verse 1

Behold a stranger at the door,
He gently knocks, has knocked before;
Has waited long, is waiting still;
You treat no other friend so ill.

Refrain

Oh, let the dear Savior come in,
He’ll cleanse the heart from sin,
Oh, keep him no more out at the door,
But let the dear Savior come in.

Verse 2

Oh, lovely attitude--he stands
With melting heart and loaded hands;
Oh, matchless kindness--and he shows
This matchless kindness to his foes.

Verse 3

But will he prove a friend indeed?
He will--the very friend you need;
The Friend of sinners? Yes, ’tis he.
With garments died on Calvary.

Verse 4

Rise, touched with gratitude divine,
Turn out his enemy and thine;
That soul-destroying monster, sin,
And let the heavenly stranger in.

Verse 5

Admit him, ere his anger burn--
His feet, departed, ne’er return;
Admit him, or the hour’s at hand
You’ll at his door rejected stand.

Verse 1

Behold a stranger at the door,
He gently knocks, has knocked before;
Has waited long, is waiting still;
You treat no other friend so ill.

Refrain

Oh, let the dear Savior come in,
He’ll cleanse the heart from sin,
Oh, keep him no more out at the door,
But let the dear Savior come in.

Verse 2

Oh, lovely attitude--he stands
With melting heart and loaded hands;
Oh, matchless kindness--and he shows
This matchless kindness to his foes.

Verse 3

But will he prove a friend indeed?
He will--the very friend you need;
The Friend of sinners? Yes, ’tis he.
With garments died on Calvary.

Verse 4

Rise, touched with gratitude divine,
Turn out his enemy and thine;
That soul-destroying monster, sin,
And let the heavenly stranger in.

Verse 5

Admit him, ere his anger burn--
His feet, departed, ne’er return;
Admit him, or the hour’s at hand
You’ll at his door rejected stand.

Verse 1

Behold! a Stranger’s at the door;
He gently knocks, has knocked before;
Has waited long, is waiting still:
You treat no other Friend so ill.

Verse 2

But will He prove a Friend indeed?
He will, the very Friend you need;
The Man of Nazareth, ’tis He,
With garments dyed at Calvary.

Verse 3

O lovely attitude! He stands
With melting heart and laden hands;
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes.

Verse 4

Rise, touched with gratitude Divine,
Turn out His enemy and thine,
That soul-destroying monster, sin,
And let the heavenly Stranger in.

Verse 5

Admit Him ere His anger burn;
His feet, departed, ne’er return:
Admit Him, or the hour’s at hand
When at His door denied you’ll stand.

Verse 1

Behold how sinners disagree,
The Publican and Pharisee!
One doth his righteousness proclaim,
The other owns his guilt and shame.

Verse 2

This man at humble distance stands,
And cries for grace with lifted hands;
That boldly rises near the throne,
And talks of duties he has done.

Verse 3

The Lord their different language knows,
And different answers he bestows;
The humble soul with grace he crowns,
Whilst on the proud his anger frowns.

Verse 4

Dear Father, let me never be
Join’d with the boasting Pharisee;
I have no merits of my own,
But plead the sufferings of thy Son.

Verse 1

Behold the blind their sight receive;
Behold the dead awake and live;
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his Name.

Verse 2

Thus doth th’ eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.

Verse 3

He dies; the heavens in mourning stood;
He rises, and appears a God;
Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die.

Verse 4

Hence and for ever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign
Which bear credentials so divine.

Verse 1

Behold! the blind their sight receive;
Behold! the dead awake and live;
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap, like the hart, and bless his name.

Verse 2

Thus doth th’ eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.

Verse 3

He dies! the heavens in mourning stood;
He rises, the triumphant God!
Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die.

Verse 4

Hence, and forever, from my heart,
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign,
Which bear credentials so divine.

Verse 1

Behold the glories of the Lamb
Amidst his Father’s throne
Prepare new honours for his name,
And songs before unknown.

Verse 2

Let elders worship at his feet,
The church adore around,
With vials full of odours sweet,
And harps of sweeter sound.

Verse 3

Those are the prayers of the saints,
And these the hymns they raise:
Jesus is kind to our complaints,
He loves to hear our praise.

Verse 4

Eternal Father, who shall look
Into thy secret will?
Who but the Son shall take that book
And open every seal?

Verse 5

He shall fulfil thy great decrees,
The Son deserves it well;
Lo, in his hand the sovereign keys
Of heaven, and death, and hell!

Verse 6

Now to the Lamb that once was slain
Be endless blessings paid;
Salvation, glory, joy remain
For ever on thy head.

Verse 7

Thou hast redeem’d our souls with blood,
Hast set the pris’ners free,
Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with thee.

Verse 8

The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath thy power;
Then shorten these delaying days,
And bring the promis’d hour.

Verse 1

Behold, the grace appears,
The promise is fulfill’d;
Mary the wondrous virgin bears,
And Jesus is the child.

Verse 2

The Lord, the highest God,
Calls him his only Son;
He bids him rule the lands abroad,
And gives, him David’s throne.

Verse 3

O’er Jacob shall he reign
With a peculiar sway;
The nations shall his grace obtain,
His kingdom ne’er decay.

Verse 4

To bring the glorious news
A heavenly form appears;
He tells the shepherds of their joys,
And banishes their fears.

Verse 5

“Go, humble swains,” said he,
“To David’s city fly;
“The promis’d infant born to-day,
“Doth in a manger lie.

Verse 6

“With looks and heart serene,
“Go visit Christ your King;”
And straight, a flaming troop was seen;
The shepherds heard them sing:

Verse 7

“Glory to God on high,
“And heavenly peace on earth,
“Good-will to men, to angels joy,
“At the Redeemer’s birth!”

Verse 8

In worship so divine
Let saints employ their tongues,
With the celestial host we join,
And loud repeat their songs:

Verse 9

“Glory to God on high,
“And heavenly peace on earth,
“Good-will to men, to angels joy,
“At our Redeemer’s Birth.”

Verse 1

Behold! the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;
His beams thro’ all the nations run,
And life and light convey.

Verse 2

But, where the gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light;
It calls dead sinners from the tombs
And gives the blind their sight.

Verse 3

How perfect is thy word!
And all thy judgments just;
Forever sure thy promise, Lord!
And men securely trust.

Verse 4

My gracious God! how plain
Are thy directions given!
Oh! may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven.

Verse 1

Behold the potter and the clay,
He forms his vessels as he please:
Such is our God, and such are we,
The subjects of his high decrees.

Verse 2

Doth not the workman’s power extend
O’er all the mass, which part to choose,
And mould it for a nobler end,
And which to leave for viler use?

Verse 3

May not the sovereign Lord on high
Dispense his favours as he will,
Choose some to life while others die,
And yet be just and gracious still?

Verse 4

What if to make his terror known
He lets his patience long endure,
Suffering vile rebels to go on
And seal their own destruction sure!

Verse 5

What if he means to shew his grace,
And his electing love employs
To mark out some of mortal race,
And form them fit for heavenly joys!

Verse 6

Shall man reply against the Lord,
And call his Maker’s ways unjust,
The thunder of whose dreadful word
Can crush a thousand worlds to dust?

Verse 7

But, O my soul, if truths so bright
Should dazzle and confound thy sight
Yet still his written will obey,
And wait the great decisive day.

Verse 8

Then shall he make his justice known,
And the whole world before his throne
With joy or terror shall confess
The glory of his righteousness.

Verse 1

Behold the Rose of Sharon here,
The Lily which the vallies bear;
Behold the Tree of Life, that gives
Refreshing fruit and healing leaves.

Verse 2

Amongst the thorns so lilies shine,
Amongst wild gourds the noble vine;
So in mine eyes my Saviour proves
Amidst a thousand meaner loves.

Verse 3

Beneath his cooling shade I sat
To shield me from the burning heat;
Of heavenly fruit he spreads a feast
To feed my eyes and please my taste.

Verse 4

Kindly he brought me to the place
Where stands the banquet of his grace,
He saw me faint, and o’er my head
The banner of his love he spread.

Verse 5

With living bread and generous wine
He cheers this sinking heart of mine;
And opening his own heart to me,
He shews his thoughts how kind they be.

Verse 6

O never let my Lord depart,
Lie down and rest upon my heart;
I charge my sins not once to move
Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my Love.

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.

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

That rich atoning blood,
Which sprinkled round I see,
Provides, for those who come to God,
An all-prevailing plea.

Verse 3

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 4

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

Verse 5

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

Verse 1

Behold the woman’s promis’d seed!
Behold the great Messiah come!
Behold the prophets all agreed
To give him the superior room!

Verse 2

Abrah’m the saint rejoic’d of old
When visions of the Lord he saw;
Moses the man of God foretold
This great fulfiller of his law.

Verse 3

The types bore witness to his Name,
Obtain’d their chief design, and ceas’d;
The incense and the bleeding lamb,
The ark, the altar, and the priest.

Verse 4

Predictions in abundance meet
To join their blessings on his head;
Jesus, we worship at thy feet,
And nations own the promis’d seed.

Verse 1

Behold the wretch whose lust and wine
Had wasted his estate,
He begs a share among the swine,
To taste the husks they eat!

Verse 2

“I die with hunger here (he cries)
“I starve in foreign lands,
“My father’s house has large supplies,
“And bounteous are his hands.

Verse 3

“I’ll go, and with a mournful tongue
”Fall down before his face,
“Father, I’ve done thy justice wrong,
“Nor can deserve thy grace.”

Verse 4

He said, and hasten’d to his home,
To seek his father’s love;
The father saw the rebel come,
And all his bowels move.

Verse 5

He ran, and fell upon his neck,
Embrac’d and kiss’d his son;
The rebel’s heart with sorrow brake
For follies he had done.

Verse 6

“Take off his clothes of shame and sin,”
(The father gives command)
“Dress him in garments white and clean,
“With rings adorn his hand.

Verse 7

“A day of feasting I ordain,
“Let mirth and joy abound;
“My son was dead, and lives again,
“Was lost, and now is found.”

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

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 Saviour here
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;
My faith shall “Abba, Father,” cry,
And Thou the kindred own.

Verse 1

Behold what wondrous grace
The Father hath bestow’d
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!

Verse 2

’Tis no surprising thing
That we should be unknown;
The Jewish world knew not their King,
God’s everlasting Son.

Verse 3

Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our head.

Verse 4

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

Verse 5

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

Verse 6

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

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

Behold where, in the Friend of man,
Appears each grace divine!
The virtues all in Jesus meet,
With mildest radiance shine.

Verse 2

To spread the rays of heavenly light,
To give the mourner joy,
To preach glad tidings to the poor,
Was his divine employ.

Verse 3

In the last hour of deep distress,
Before his Father’s throne,
With soul resigned, he bowed, and said,
“Thy will, not mine, be done!”

Verse 4

Be Christ our pattern and our guide,
His image may we bear;
Oh, may we tread his sacred steps,
And his bright glories share.

Verse 1

Beneath thy cross I lay me down,
And mourn to see thy bloody crown;
Love drops in blood from every vein;
Love is the spring of all thy pain.

Verse 2

Here, Jesus, will I ever stay,
And spend my longing hours away;
Think on thy bleeding wounds and pain,
And contemplate thy woes again.

Verse 3

Oh, unmolested, happy rest!
Where inward fears are all suppressed;
Here I shall love, and live secure,
And patiently my cross endure.

Verse 1

Bless’d are the humble souls that see
Their emptiness and poverty;
Treasures of grace to them are given,
And crowns of joy laid up in heaven.

Verse 2

Bless’d are the men of broken heart,
Who mourn for sin with inward smart;
The blood of Christ divinely flows,
A healing balm for all their woes.

Verse 3

Bless’d are the meek, who stand afar
From rage and passion, noise and war;
God will secure their happy state,
And plead their cause against the great.

Verse 4

Bless’d are the souls that thirst for grace,
Hunger and long for righteousness,
They shall be well supply’d and fed,
With living streams and living bread.

Verse 5

Bless’d are the men whose bowels move
And melt with sympathy and love;
From Christ the Lord shall they obtain
Like sympathy and love again.

Verse 6

Bless’d are the pure, whose hearts are clean
From the defiling powers of sin,
With endless pleasure they shall see
A God of spotless purity.

Verse 7

Bless’d are the men of peaceful life
Who quench the coals of growing strife,
They shall be call’d the heirs of bliss,
The sons of God, the God of peace.

Verse 8

Bless’d are the sufferers who partake
Of pain and shame for Jesus’ sake;
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord,
Glory and joy are their reward.

Verse 1

Bless’d be the everlasting God,
The Father of our Lord,
Be his abounding mercy prais’d,
His majesty ador’d.

Verse 2

When from the dead he rais’d his Son,
And call’d him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die.

Verse 3

What tho’ our inbred sins require
Our flesh to see the dust!
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,
So all his followers must.

Verse 4

There’s an inheritance divine
Reserv’d against that day,
’Tis uncorrupted, undefil’d,
And cannot waste away.

Verse 5

Saints by the power of God are kept
Till the salvation come;
We walk by faith as strangers here
Till Christ shall call us home.

Verse 1

Bless’d be the Father and his love:
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,
And rills of comfort here below.

Verse 2

Glory to thee, great Son of God,
From whose dear wounded body rolls
A precious stream of vital blood,
Pardon and life for dying souls.

Verse 3

We give the sacred Spirit praise,
Who in our hearts of sin and woe
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.

Verse 4

Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.

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.

Verse 1

Bless’d morning, whose young dawning rays
Beheld our rising God,
That saw him triumph o’er the dust,
And leave his dark abode.

Verse 2

In the cold prison of a tomb,
The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving skies had brought
The third, th’ appointed day.

Verse 3

Hell and the grave unite their force
To hold our God in vain,
The sleeping Conqueror arose,
And burst their feeble chain.

Verse 4

To thy great Name, Almighty Lord,
These sacred hours we pay,
And loud hosannas shall proclaim
The triumph of the day,

Verse 5

[Salvation and immortal praise
To our victorious King,
Let heaven, and earth, and rocks, and seas,
With glad hosannas ring.]

Verse 1

Bless’d with the joy of innocence
Adam, our father, stood,
Till he debas’d his soul to sense,
And ate th’ unlawful food.

Verse 2

Now we are born a sensual race,
To sinful joys inclin’d;
Reason has lost its native place,
And flesh enslaves the mind.

Verse 3

While flesh and sense and passion reigns,
Sin is the sweetest good:
We fancy music in our chains,
And so forget the load.

Verse 4

Great God, renew our ruin’d frame,
Our broken powers restore,
Inspire us with a heavenly flame,
And flesh shall reign no more.

Verse 5

Eternal Spirit, write thy law
Upon our inward parts,
And let the second Adam draw
His image on our hearts.

Verse 1

Blessed are the sons of God,
They are bought with Christ’s own blood;
They are ransomed from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.

Verse 2

They are justified by grace,
They enjoy the Saviour’s peace;
All their sins are washed away,
They shall stand in God’s great day:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.

Verse 3

They are lights upon the earth,
Children of a heavenly birth,
One with God, with Jesus one,
Glory is in them begun:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.

Verse 1

Blessed city, heavenly Salem,
Vision dear of peace and love,
Who of living stones upbuilded
Art the joy of heaven above,
And, with angel cohorts circled,
As a bride to earth dost move!

Verse 2

From celestial realms descending,
Bridal glory round her shed,
Meet for Him whose love espoused her,
To her Lord shall she be led;
All her streets and all her bulwarks
Of pure gold are fashionèd.

Verse 3

Bright with pearls her portal glitters,
It is open evermore;
And by virtue of His merits
Thither faithful souls may soar,
Who, for Christ’s dear Name, in this world
Pain and tribulation bore.

Verse 4

Many a blow and biting sculpture
Polished well those stones elect,
In their places now compacted
By the heavenly Architect,
Who therewith hath willed for ever
That His palace should be decked.

Verse 5

Laud and honor to the Father,
Laud and honor to the Son,
Laud and honor to the Spirit,
Ever Three, and ever One;
Consubstantial, Co-eternal,
While unending ages run.

Verse 1

Blessed Redeemer how divine,
How righteous is this rule of thine,
“To do to all men just the same
”As we expect or wish from them.”

Verse 2

This golden lesson, short and plain,
Gives not the mind nor memory pain;
And every conscience must approve
This universal law of love.

Verse 3

How blest would every nation be,
Thus rul’d by love and equity!
All would be friends without a foe,
And form a paradise below.

Verse 4

Jesus, forgive us, that we keep
Thy sacred law of love asleep,
No more let envy, wrath, and pride,
But thy blest maxims be our guide.

Verse 1

Blest be the Father and his love,
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,
And rills of comfort here below.

Verse 2

Glory to thee, great Son of God!
From whose dear, wounded body rolls
A precious stream of vital blood--
Pardon and life for dying souls

Verse 3

We give the sacred Spirit praise,
Who, in our hearts of sin and woe,
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.

Verse 4

Thus, God, the Father, God, the Son,
And God, the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.

Verse 1

Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love:
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Verse 2

Before our Father’s throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

Verse 3

We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

Verse 4

When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

Verse 5

This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way,
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

Verse 6

From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

Verse 1

Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love:
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Verse 2

Before our Father’s throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

Verse 3

We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

Verse 4

When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

Verse 5

This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way,
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

Verse 6

From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

Verse 1

Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love!
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Verse 2

Before our Father’s throne,
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

Verse 3

We share our mutual woes;
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

Verse 4

When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

Verse 5

This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way;
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

Verse 6

From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

Verse 1

Blest is the man whose heart doth move,
And melt with pity to the poor;
Whose soul, by sympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow-saints endure.

Verse 2

His heart contrives, for their relief,
More good than his own hands can do;
He, in the time of general grief,
Shall find the Lord has pity too.

Verse 3

His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head,
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth
Around him multiply their dead.

Verse 4

Or, if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiven,
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heaven.

Verse 1

Blest is the man whose heart doth move,
And melt with pity, to the poor;
Whose soul, by sympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow-saints endure.

Verse 2

His heart contrives, for their relief,
More good than his own hands can do;
He, in the time of general grief,
Shall find the Lord has pity too.

Verse 3

His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head,
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth
Around him multiply their dead.

Verse 4

Or, if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiven,
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heaven.

Verse 1

Blest is the man, whose softening heart
Feels all another’s pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never raised in vain;--

Verse 2

Whose breast expands with generous warmth,
A stranger’s woes to feel,
And bleeds in pity o’er the wound
He wants the power to heal.

Verse 3

He spreads his kind supporting arms
To every child of grief;
Hie secret bounty largely flows,
And brings unasked relief.

Verse 4

To gentle offices of love,
His feet are never slow;
He views, through mercy’s melting eye,
A brother in a foe.

Verse 1

Blood has a voice to pierce the skies
Revenge, the blood of Abel cries;
But the dear stream when Christ was slain
Speaks Peace as loud from ev’ry vein.

Verse 2

Pardon and peace from God on high,
Behold he lays his vengeance by,
And rebels that deserv’d his sword,
Become the favourites of the Lord.

Verse 3

To Jesus let our praises rise,
Who gave his life a sacrifice;
Now he appears before his God,
And for our pardon pleads his blood.

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

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 1

Bright King of Glory, dreadful God!
Our spirits bow before thy seat,
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worship at thine awful feet.

Verse 2

[Thy power hath form’d, thy wisdom sways
All nature with a sovereign word;
And the bright world of stars obeys
The will of their superior Lord.]

Verse 3

[Mercy and truth unite in one,
And smiling sit at thy right-hand;
Eternal justice guards thy throne,
And vengeance waits thy dread command.]

Verse 4

A thousand seraphs strong and bright
Stand round the glorious Deity;
But who amongst the sons of light
Pretends comparison with thee?

Verse 5

Yet there is one of human frame,
Jesus, array’d in flesh and blood,
Thinks it no robbery to claim
A full equality with God.

Verse 6

Their glory shines with equal beams;
Their essence is for ever one,
Tho’ they are known by different names
The Father God, and God the Son.

Verse 7

Then let the name of Christ our King
With equal honours be ador’d;
His praise let every angel sing,
And all the nations own their Lord.

Verse 1

Broad is the road that leads to death,
And thousands walk together there;
But wisdom shows a narrow path,
With here and there a traveler.

Verse 2

“Deny thyself and take thy cross,”
Is the Redeemer’s great command;
Nature must count her gold but dross,
If she would gain this heavenly land.

Verse 3

The fearful soul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more,
Is but esteemed almost a saint.
And makes his own destruction sure.

Verse 4

Lord, let not all my hopes be vain;
Create my heart entirely new--
Which hypocrites could ne’er attain,
Which false apostates never knew.

Verse 1

Broad is the road that leads to death,
And thousands walk together there;
But wisdom shews a narrower path,
With here and there a traveller.

Verse 2

“Deny thyself, and take thy cross,”
Is the Redeemer’s great command;
Nature must count her gold but dross
If she would gain this heavenly land.

Verse 3

The fearful soul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more,
Is but esteem’d almost a saint,
And makes his own destruction sure.

Verse 4

Lord, let not all my hopes be vain;
Create my heart entirely new,
Which hypocrites could ne’er attain,
Which false apostates never knew.

Verse 1

Buried in shadows of the night
We lie, till Christ restores the light;
Till he descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

Verse 2

Our guilty souls are drowned in tears,
Till his atoning blood appears;
Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing the Lord our righteousness.

Verse 3

Jesus beholds where Satan reigns,
And binds his slaves in heavy chains;
He sets the prisoners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.

Verse 4

Poor, helpless worms in thee possess
Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness
Thou art our mighty all, and we
Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee.

Verse 1

Bury’d in shadows of the night
We lie till Christ restores the light:
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

Verse 2

Our guilty souls are drown’d in tears
Till his atoning blood appears,
Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing, “The Lord our Righteousness.”

Verse 3

Our very frame is mix’d with sin,
His Spirit makes our natures clean;
Such virtues from his sufferings flow,
At once to cleanse and pardon too.

Verse 4

Jesus beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in heavy chains;
He sets the prisoners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.

Verse 5

Poor helpless worms in thee possess
Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness;
Thou art our mighty All, and we
Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee.

Verse 1

But few among the carnal wise,
But few of noble race,
Obtain the favour of thine eyes,
Almighty King of Grace.

Verse 2

He takes the men of meanest name
For sons and heirs of God;
And thus he pours abundant shame
On honourable blood.

Verse 3

He calls the fool, and makes him know
The mysteries of his grace,
To bring aspiring wisdom low,
And all its pride abase.

Verse 4

Nature has all its glories lost
When brought before his throne;
No flesh shall in his presence boast
But in the Lord alone.

Verse 1

Can creatures to perfection find [1]
Th’ eternal uncreated mind?
Or can the largest stretch of thought
Measure and search his nature out?

Verse 2

’Tis high as heaven, ’tis deep as hell,
And what can mortals know or tell?
His glory spreads beyond the sky,
And all the shining worlds on high.

Verse 3

But man, vain man, would fain be wise,
Born like a wild young colt he flies
Thro’ all the follies of his mind,
And swells and snuffs the empty wind.

Verse 4

God is a King of power unknown,
Firm are the orders of his throne;
If he resolve, who dares oppose,
Or ask him why, or what he does?

Verse 5

He wounds the heart, and he makes whole;
He calms the tempest of the soul;
When he shuts up in long despair
Who can remove the heavy bar?

Verse 6

He frowns, [2] and darkness veils the moon;
The fainting sun grows dim at noon;
The pillars [3] of heaven’s starry roof
Tremble and start at his reproof.

Verse 7

He gave the vaulted heaven its form,
The crooked serpent and the worm;
He breaks the billows with his breath,
And smites the Sons of pride to death.

Verse 8

These are a portion of his ways,
But who shall dare describe his face?
Who can endure his light, or stand
To hear the thunders of his hand?

Verse 9

[1] Job 11:7 &c. [2] Job 25:5.
[3] Job 26:11 &c.

Verse 1

Cast thy burden on the Lord,
Only lean upon his word;
Thou wilt soon have cause to bless
His eternal faithfulness.

Verse 2

He sustains thee by his hand,
He enables thee to stand;
Those whom Jesus once hath loved,
From his grace are never moved.

Verse 3

Heaven and earth may pass away,
God’s free grace shall not decay;
He hath promised to fulfill
All the pleasure of his will.

Verse 4

Jesus! Guardian of thy flock,
Be thyself our constant Rock;
Make us, by thy powerful hand,
Strong as Zion’s mountain stand.

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.

Verse 1

Children of the heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing;
Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise,
Glorious in His works and ways.

Verse 2

We are travelling home to God
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.

Verse 3

Shout, ye little flock, and blest;
Ye on Jesus’ throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared,
There’s your kingdom and reward.

Verse 4

Lift your eyes, ye sons of light,
Zion’s city is in sight;
There our endless home shall be,
There our Lord we soon shall see.

Verse 5

Fear not, brethren; joyful stand
On the borders of your land;
Jesus Christ, your Father’s Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.

Verse 6

Lord, obediently we go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only Thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow Thee.

Verse 1

Christ and his cross is all our theme;
The mysteries that we speak
Are scandal in the Jew’s esteem,
And folly to the Greek.

Verse 2

But souls enlighten’d from above
With joy receive the word;
They see what wisdom, power, and love
Shines in their dying Lord.

Verse 3

The vital savour of his Name
Restores their fainting breath;
But unbelief perverts the same
To guilt, despair, and death.

Verse 4

Till God diffuse his graces down,
Like showers of heavenly rain,
In vain Apollos sows the ground,
And Paul may plant in vain.

Verse 1

Christians, awake! salute the happy morn
Whereon the Saviour of the world was born;
Rise to adore the mystery of love
Which hosts of angels chanted from above:
With them the joyful tidings first begun
Of God Incarnate and the Virgin’s Son.

Verse 2

Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,
Who heard the angelic herald’s voice: “Behold,
I bring good tidings of a Saviour’s birth
To you, and all the nations upon earth:
This day hath God fulfilled His promised word;
This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord.”

Verse 3

He spake: and straightway the celestial choir
In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire;
The praises of redeeming love they sang,
And heaven’s whole orb with alleluias rang:
God’s highest glory was their anthem still,
Peace upon earth, and mutual good will.

Verse 4

To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shepherds ran,
To see the wonder God had wrought for man;
And found, with Joseph and the blessed maid,
Her Son, the Saviour, in a manger laid:
Amazed, the wondrous story they proclaim,
The first apostles of His infant fame.

Verse 5

Let us, like these good shepherds, then, employ
Our grateful voices to proclaim the joy:
Trace we the Babe, who has retrieved our loss,
From His poor manger to His bitter cross;
Treading His steps, assisted by His grace,
Till man’s first heavenly state again takes place.

Verse 1

Christ is made the sure Foundation,
Christ the Head and Corner-stone,
Chosen of the Lord, and precious,
Binding all the Church in one;
Holy Zion’s help for ever,
And her confidence alone.

Verse 2

All that dedicated city,
Dearly loved of God on high,
In exultant jubilation
Pours perpetual melody;
God the One in Three adoring
In glad hymns eternally.

Verse 3

To this temple, where we call Thee,
Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day:
With Thy wonted loving-kindness
Hear Thy people as they pray;
And Thy fullest benediction
Shed within its walls alway.

Verse 4

Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants
What they ask of Thee to gain,
What they gain from Thee for ever
With the blessed to retain,
And hereafter in Thy glory
Evermore with Thee to reign.

Verse 5

Laud and honor to the Father,
Laud and honor to the Son,
Laud and honor to the Spirit,
Ever Three and ever One,
One in might, and One in glory,
While unending ages run.

Verse 1

“Christ the Lord is risen to-day,”
Sons of men and angels say:
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply.

Verse 2

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
Christ has burst the gates of hell:
Death in vain forbids His rise;
Christ has opened Paradise.

Verse 3

Lives again our glorious King:
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Once He died, our souls to save:
Where thy victory, O grave?

Verse 4

Soar we now where Christ has led,
Following our exalted Head;
Made like Him, like Him we rise;
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.

Verse 5

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to Thee by both be given:
Thee we greet triumphant now;
Hail, the Resurrection Thou!

Verse 1

Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day,
Sons of men and angels say:
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens; thou earth, reply.

Verse 2

Love’s redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight; the battle won:
Lo! our Sun’s eclipse is o’er;
Lo! he sets in blood no more.

Verse 3

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal--
Christ hath burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise--
Christ hath opened paradise.

Verse 4

Lives again our glorious King:
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Once he died our souls to save:
Where’s thy victory, boasting grave?

Verse 1

Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o’er the shades of night;
Day-spring from on high, be near;
Day-star, in my heart appear.

Verse 2

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.

Verse 3

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.

Verse 1

Circumcision and baptism.
(Written only for those
who practise infant baptism.)

Verse 2

Thus did the sons of Abrah’m pass
Under the bloody seal of grace;
The young disciples bore the yoke,
Till Christ the painful bondage broke.

Verse 3

By milder ways doth Jesus prove
His Father’s covenant, and his love;
He seals to saints his glorious grace,
And not forbids their infant race.

Verse 4

Their seed is sprinkled with his blood,
Their children set apart for God,
His Spirit on their offspring shed,
Like water pour’d upon the head.

Verse 5

Let every saint with cheerful voice
In this large covenant rejoice;
Young children in their early days
Shall give the God of Abrah’m praise.

Verse 1

Come, all harmonious tongues,
Your noblest music bring,
’Tis Christ the everlasting God,
And Christ the man we sing.

Verse 2

Tell how he took our flesh
To take away our guilt,
Sing the dear drops of sacred blood
That hellish monsters spilt.

Verse 3

[Alas, the cruel spear
Went deep into his side,
And the rich flood of purple gore
Their murderous weapons dy’d.]

Verse 4

[The waves of swelling grief
Did o’er his bosom roll,
And mountains of almighty wrath
Lay heavy on his soul.]

Verse 5

Down to the shades of death
He bow’d his awful head,
Yet he arose to live and reign
When death itself is dead.

Verse 6

No more the bloody spear,
The cross and nails no more;
For hell itself shakes at his Name,
And all the heavens adore.

Verse 7

There the Redeemer sits
High on the Father’s throne;
The Father lays his vengeance by,
And smiles upon his Son.

Verse 8

There his full glories shine
With uncreated rays,
And bless his saints’ and angels’ eyes
To everlasting days.

Verse 1

Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep,
On this sweet day of rest;
Oh, bless this flock, and make this fold
Enjoy a heavenly rest.

Verse 2

Welcome, and precious to my soul
Are these sweet days of love;
But what a Sabbath shall I keep
When I shall rest above!

Verse 3

I come, I wait, I hear, I pray;
Thy footsteps. Lord. I trace;
Here, in thine own appointed way,
I wait to see thy face.

Verse 4

Those are the sweet and precious days
On which my Lord I’ve seen;
And oft, when feasting on his word,
In raptures I have been.

Verse 5

Oh, if my soul, when death appears.
In this sweet frame be found,
I’ll clasp my Savior in mine arms,
And leave this earthly ground.

Verse 1

Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
By faith and love in every breast;
Then shall we know and taste and feel
The joys that cannot be expressed.

Verse 2

Come, fill our hearts with inward strength;
Make our enlargèd souls possess
And learn the height, and breadth, and length
Of Thine unmeasurable grace.

Verse 3

Now to the God whose power can do
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honors done
By all the Church, through Christ His Son.

Verse 1

Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
By faith and love in every breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be exprest.

Verse 2

Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,
Make our enlarged souls possess,
And learn the height, and breadth, and length
Of thine unmeasurable grace.

Verse 3

Now to the God whose power can do
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honours done
By all the church, thro’ Christ his Son.

Verse 1

Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With light and comfort from above;
Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide;
O’er every thought and step preside.

Verse 2

The light of truth to us display,
And make us know and choose Thy way;
Plant holy fear in every heart,
That we from God may ne’er depart.

Verse 3

Lead us to holiness, the road
Which we must take to dwell with God:
Lead us to Christ, the living Way,
Nor let us from His pastures stray.

Verse 4

Lead us to God, our final rest,
To be with Him for ever blest:
Lead us to heaven, that we may share
Fulness of joy for ever there.

Verse 1

Come happy souls, approach your God
With new melodious songs;
Come, render to almighty grace
The tribute of your tongues.

Verse 2

So strange, so boundless was the love
That pity’d dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son
To give them life again.

Verse 3

Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm’d
With a revenging rod,
No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God.

Verse 4

But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne,
When Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.

Verse 5

Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds,
And wipe your sorrows dry;
Trust in the mighty Saviour’s Name,
And you shall never die.

Verse 6

See, dearest Lord our willing souls
Accept thine offer’d grace;
We bless the great Redeemer’s love,
And give the Father praise.

Verse 1

“Come hither, all ye weary souls,
“Ye heavy laden sinners, come,
“I’ll give you rest from all your toils,
“And raise you to my heavenly home.

Verse 2

“They shall find rest that learn of me;
“I’m of a meek and lowly mind;
“But passion rages like the sea,
“And pride is restless as the wind.

Verse 3

“Blest is the man whose shoulders take
”My yoke, and bear it with delight;
“My yoke is easy to his neck,
“My grace shall make the burden light.”

Verse 4

Jesus, we come at thy command,
With faith and hope and humble zeal
Resign our spirits to thy hand,
To mould and guide us at thy will.

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, come;
Let thy bright beams arise,
Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
The darkness from our eyes.

Verse 2

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

Verse 3

’Tis thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life in ev’ry part,
And new create the whole.

Verse 4

Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts;
Our minds from bondage free.
Then shall we 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

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 lie
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

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

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, how heavily they 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 Savior’s love,
And that shall kindle ours.

Verse 1

Come, humble sinner! in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve:
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed,
And make this last resolve:--

Verse 2

“I’ll go to Jesus, though my sin
Like mountains round me close;
I know his courts, I’ll enter in
Whatever may oppose.

Verse 3

“Prostrate I’ll lie before his throne,
And there my guilt confess;
I’ll tell him I’m a wretch undone,
Without his sovereign grace.

Verse 4

“Perhaps he will admit my plea;
Perhaps will hear my prayer;
But, if I perish, I will pray,
And perish only there.

Verse 5

“I can but perish if I go,
I am resolved to try;
For, if I stay away, I know
I must forever die.”

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.

Verse 1

Come, let us anew
Our journey pursue--
Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear;
His adorable will
Let us gladly fulfill,
And our talents improve
By the patience of hope and the labor of love.

Verse 2

Our life is a dream,
Our time, as a stream,
Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay;
The arrow is flown,
The moment is gone;
The millenial year
Rushes on to our view, and eternity’s near.

Verse 3

Oh, that each, in the day
Of his coming, may say,
“I have fought my way through;
I have finished the work thou didst give me to do;”
Oh, that each from his Lord
May receive the glad word,
“Well and faithfully done;
Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne”

Verse 1

Come let us join a joyful tune
To our exalted Lord,
Ye saints on high around his throne,
And we around his board.

Verse 2

While once upon this lower ground
Weary and faint ye stood,
What dear refreshments here ye found
From this immortal food!

Verse 3

The tree of life that near the throne
In heaven’s high garden grows,
Laden with grace, bends gently down
Its ever-smiling boughs.

Verse 4

[Hovering amongst the leaves there stands
The sweet celestial Dove,
And Jesus on the branches hangs
The banner of his love.]

Verse 5

[’Tis a young heaven of strange delight
While in his shade we sit;
His fruit is pleasing to the sight,
And to the taste as sweet.

Verse 6

New life it spreads thro’ dying hearts,
And cheers the drooping mind;
Vigour and joy the juice imparts
Without a sting behind.]

Verse 7

Now let the flaming weapon stand
And guard all Eden’s trees;
There’s ne’er a plant in all that land
That bears such fruits as these.

Verse 8

Infinite grace our souls adore,
Whose wondrous hand has made
This living branch of sovereign power
To raise and heal the dead.

Verse 1

Come let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

Verse 2

“Worthy the Lamb that dy’d,” they cry,
“To be exalted thus:”
“Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply,
“For he was slain for us.”

Verse 3

Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.

Verse 4

Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise.

Verse 5

The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred Name
Of him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

Verse 1

Come, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

Verse 2

“Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry,
“To be exalted thus:”
“Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply,
“For He was slain for us.”

Verse 3

Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power Divine;
And blessings, more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.

Verse 4

Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,
And speak Thine endless praise.

Verse 5

The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred Name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

Verse 1

Come, let us join our friends above
That have obtained the prize,
And on the eagle wings of love
To joy celestial rise;
Let all the saints terrestrial sing
With those to glory gone,
For all the servants of our King
In earth and heaven are one.

Verse 2

One family we dwell in Him,
One Church, above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death;
One army of the living God,
To His command we bow;
Part of His host hath crossed the flood,
And part is crossing now.

Verse 3

His militant, embodied host,
With wishful looks we stand,
And long to see that happy coast,
And reach that heavenly land:
E’en now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before,
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands
On the eternal shore.

Verse 4

Our spirits too shall quickly join,
Like theirs with glory crowned,
And shout to see our Captain’s sign,
To hear His trumpet sound:
O that we now might grasp our Guide!
O that the word were given!
Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide,
And land us all in heaven.

Verse 1

Come, let us lift our joyful eyes
Up to the courts above,
And smile to see our Father there
Upon a throne of love.

Verse 2

Once ’twas a seat of dreadful wrath,
And shot devouring flame;
Our God appear’d consuming fire,
And vengeance was his name.

Verse 3

Rich were the drops of Jesus’ blood,
That calm’d his frowning face,
That sprinkled o’er the burning throne,
And turn’d the wrath to grace.

Verse 4

Now we may bow before his feet,
And venture near the Lord;
No fiery cherub guards his seat,
Nor double-flaming sword.

Verse 5

The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss
Are open’d by the Son;
High let us raise our notes of praise,
And reach th’ Almighty throne.

Verse 6

To thee ten thousand thanks we bring
Great Advocate on high:
And glory to th’ eternal King
That lays his fury by.

Verse 1

[Come let us lift our voices high,
High as our joys arise,
And join the songs above the sky,
Where pleasure never dies.

Verse 2

Jesus, the God that fought and bled,
And conquer’d when he fell;
That rose, and at his chariot-wheels
Dragg’d all the powers of hell.]

Verse 3

[Jesus the God invites us here
To this triumphal feast,
And brings immortal blessings down
For each redeemed guest.]

Verse 4

The Lord! how glorious is his face!
How kind his smiles appear!
And O what melting words he says
To every humble ear!

Verse 5

“For you, the children of my love,
“It was for you I dy’d;
“Behold my hands, behold my feet,
“And look into my side.

Verse 6

“These are the wounds for you I bore,
“The tokens of my pains,
“When I came down to free your souls
”From misery and chains.

Verse 7

“Justice unsheath’d its fiery sword,
And plung’d it in my heart;
“Infinite pangs for you I bore,
“And most tormenting smart.

Verse 8

“When hell and all its spiteful powers
”Stood dreadful in my way,
“To rescue those dear lives of yours
”I gave my own away.

Verse 9

“But while I bled, and groan’d, and dy’d,
“I ruin’d Satan’s throne;
“High on my cross I hung, and spy’d
”The monster tumbling down.

Verse 10

“Now you must triumph at my feast,
“And taste my flesh, my blood;
“And live eternal ages bless’d,
“For ’tis immortal food.”

Verse 11

Victorious God! what can we pay
For favours so divine?
We would devote our hearts away
To be for ever thine.

Verse 12

We give thee, Lord, our highest praise,
The tribute of our tongues;
But themes so infinite as these
Exceed our noblest songs.

Verse 1

Come, let us to the Lord our God
With contrite hearts return;
Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The desolate to mourn.

Verse 2

His voice commands the tempest forth,
And stills the stormy wave;
And, though His arm be strong to smite,
’Tis also strong to save.

Verse 3

Long hath the night of sorrow reigned;
The dawn shall bring us light:
God shall appear, and we shall rise
With gladness in His sight.

Verse 4

Our hearts, if God we seek to know,
Shall know Him, and rejoice;
His coming like the morn shall be,
Like morning songs His voice.

Verse 5

As dew upon the tender herb,
Diffusing fragrance round,
As showers that usher in the spring,
And cheer the thirsty ground;

Verse 6

So shall His presence bless our souls,
And shed a joyful light;
That hallowed morn shall chase away
The sorrows of the night.

Verse 1

Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
Now is breaking
O’er the earth another day:
Come to Him who made this splendor;
See thou render
All thy feeble powers can pay.

Verse 2

Pray that He may prosper ever
Each endeavor,
When thine aim is good and true;
But that He may ever thwart thee,
And convert thee,
When thou evil wouldst pursue.

Verse 3

Think that He thy ways beholdeth;
He unfoldeth
Every fault that lurks within;
Every stain of shame glossed over
Can discover,
And discern each deed of sin.

Verse 4

Mayest thou on life’s last morrow,
Free from sorrow,
Pass away in slumber sweet;
And, released from death’s dark sadness,
Rise in gladness,
That far brighter Sun to greet.

Verse 5

Only God’s free gifts abuse not,
Light refuse not,
But His Spirit’s voice obey;
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding
Light enfolding
All things in unclouded day.

Verse 1

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Verse 2

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

Verse 3

With my burden I begin:
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

Verse 4

Lord, I come to Thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

Verse 5

While I am a pilgrim here,
Let me love Thy spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

Verse 6

Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew:
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people’s death.

Verse 1

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Verse 2

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

Verse 3

With my burden I begin:
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

Verse 4

Lord, I come to Thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

Verse 5

While I am a pilgrim here,
Let me love Thy spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

Verse 6

Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew:
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people’s death.

Verse 1

Come, my soul! thy suit prepare;
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Verse 2

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For his grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

Verse 3

Lord! I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

Verse 4

While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

Verse 1

Come, oh, my soul, in sacred lays,
Attempt thy great Creator’s praise;
But oh! what tongue can speak his fame?
What mortal verse can reach the theme?

Verse 2

Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around him shine.

Verse 3

In all our Master’s grand designs,
Omnipotence with wisdom shines;
His works, through all this wondrous frame,
Bear the great impress of his name.

Verse 4

Raised on Devotion’s lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul! his glories sing;
And let his praise employ thy tongue,
Till listening worlds applaud the song.

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

“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

Come, says 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 this 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

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.

Verse 1

Come, sound His praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing:
Jehovah is the sovereign 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.

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.

Verse 1

Come, thou Almighty King!
Help us thy name to sing,
Help us to praise;
Father all glorious!
O’er all victorious,
Come and reign over us,
Ancient of days!

Verse 2

Come, thou incarnate Word!
Gird on thy mighty sword;
Our prayer attend:
Come, and thy people bless,
And give thy word success;
Spirit of holiness,
On us descend.

Verse 3

Come, holy Comforter!
Thy sacred witness bear
In this glad hour:
Thou who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne’er from us depart,
Spirit of power!

Verse 4

To the great One in Three,
The highest praises be,
Hence, evermore!
His sovereign majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity
Love and adore.

Verse 1

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

Verse 2

Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love!

Verse 3

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’m come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.

Verse 4

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed with precious blood.

Verse 5

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.

Verse 6

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart; O take and seal it,
Seal it from Thy courts above.

Verse 1

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

Verse 2

Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love!

Verse 3

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’m come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.

Verse 4

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed with precious blood.

Verse 5

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.

Verse 6

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart; O take and seal it,
Seal it from Thy courts above.

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

Come, Thou long-expected Jesus,
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.

Verse 2

Israel’s Strength and Consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear Desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.

Verse 3

Born Thy people to deliver,
Born a child, and yet a King,
Born to reign in us for ever,
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.

Verse 4

By Thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all-sufficient merit
Raise us to Thy glorious throne.

Verse 1

Come, thou long-expected Jesus!
Born to set thy people free!
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in thee.

Verse 2

Israel’s strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth thou art;
Dear desire of ev’ry nation,
Joy of ev’ry longing heart.

Verse 3

Born, thy people to deliver;
Born a child, and yet a King;
Born to reign in us forever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.

Verse 4

By thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By thine all-sufficient merit
Raise us to thy glorious throne.

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

The sorrows of the mind
Be banish’d from the place!
Religion never was design’d
To make our pleasures less.]

Verse 3

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

Verse 4

[The God that rules on high,
And thunders when he please,
That rides upon the stormy sky
And manages the seas.]

Verse 5

This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love,
He shall send down his heavenly powers
To carry us above.

Verse 6

There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin;
There from the rivers of his grace
Drink endless pleasures in.

Verse 7

Yes, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

Verse 8

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

Verse 9

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

Verse 10

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

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.

Refrain

We’re marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion,
We’re marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

Verse 2

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

Verse 3

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

Verse 4

Then let our songs abound,
And ev’ry tear be dry;
We’re marching thro’ Immanuel’s ground
To fairer worlds on high.

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

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and pow’r;
He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.

Verse 2

Now, ye needy, come and welcome;
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh,
Without money,
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

Verse 3

Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him;
This he gives you;
’Tis the Spirit’s glimmering beam.

Verse 4

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Bruised and mangled by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all;
Not the righteous,--
Sinners Jesus came to call.

Refrain

Turn to the Lord and seek salvation,
Sound the praise of his dear name:
Glory, honor, and salvation,
Christ, the Lord, is come to reign.

Refrain

I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in his arms,
In the arms of my dear Savior,
Oh, there are ten thousand charms!

Verse 1

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and pow’r;
He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.

Verse 2

Now, ye needy, come and welcome;
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh,
Without money,
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

Verse 3

Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him;
This he gives you;
’Tis the Spirit’s glimmering beam.

Verse 4

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Bruised and mangled by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all;
Not the righteous,--
Sinners Jesus came to call.

Refrain

Turn to the Lord and seek salvation,
Sound the praise of his dear name:
Glory, honor, and salvation,
Christ, the Lord, is come to reign.

Refrain

I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in his arms,
In the arms of my dear Savior,
Oh, there are ten thousand charms!

Verse 1

Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,
And lift your souls above;
Let every heart and voice accord,
To sing that--God is love.

Verse 2

This precious truth his word declares,
And all his mercies prove;
Jesus, the Gift of gifts, appears,
To show that--God is love.

Verse 3

Behold his patience lengthened out
To those who from him rove,
And calls effectual reach their hearts,
To teach them--God is love.

Verse 4

The work begun is carried on
By power from heaven above;
And every step from first to last,
Declares that--God is love.

Verse 1

Commit thou all thy griefs
And ways into His hands,
To His sure truth and tender care,
Who earth and heaven commands.

Verse 2

Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey,
He shall direct thy wandering feet,
He shall prepare thy way.

Verse 3

Give to the winds thy fears;
Hope, and be undismayed;
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.

Verse 4

What though thou rulest not?
Yet heaven and earth and hell
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.

Verse 5

Leave to His sovereign sway
To choose and to command;
So shalt thou wondering own, His way
How wise, how strong His hand!

Verse 6

Thou seest our weakness, Lord;
Our hearts are known to Thee:
O lift Thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee.

Verse 7

Let us, in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare,
And publish, with our latest breath,
Thy love and guardian care.

Verse 1

Crown his head with endless blessing,
Who, in God the Father’s name,
With compassions never ceasing,
Comes salvation to proclaim.
Hail, ye saints, who know his favor,
Who within his gates are found;
Hail, ye saints, th’ exalted Savior,
Let his courts with praise resound.

Verse 2

Lo, Jehovah, we adore thee;
Thee our Savior! thee our God!
From his throne his beams of glory
Shine through all the world abroad.
Jesus, thee our Savior hailing
Thee our God in praise we own;
Highest honors, never failing,
Rise eternal round thy throne.

Verse 1

Daughters of Sion, come, behold
The crown of honour and of gold,
Which the glad church with joys unknown
Plac’d on the head of Solomon.

Verse 2

Jesus, thou everlasting King,
Accept the tribute which we bring,
Accept the well-deserv’d renown,
And wear our praises as thy crown.

Verse 3

Let every act of worship be
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee;
Like the dear hour, when from above
We first receiv’d thy pledge of love.

Verse 4

The gladness of that happy day,
Our hearts would wish it long to stay,
Nor let our faith forsake its hold,
Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold.

Verse 5

Each following minute as it flies,
Increase thy praise, improve our joys,
Till we are rais’d to sing thy Name
At the great supper of the Lamb.

Verse 6

O that the months would roll away,
And bring that coronation-day!
The King of Grace shall fill the throne
With all his Father’s glories on.

Verse 1

Dearest of all the names above
My Jesus, and my God,
Who can resist thy heavenly love,
Or trifle with thy blood?

Verse 2

’Tis by the merits of thy death
The Father smiles again;
’Tis by thine interceding breath
The Spirit dwells with men.

Verse 3

Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred Three
Are terrors to my mind.

Verse 4

But if Immanuel’s face appear,
My hope, my joy, begins;
His Name forbids my slavish fear,
His grace removes my sins.

Verse 5

While Jews on their own law rely,
And Greeks of wisdom boast,
I love th’ incarnate mystery,
And there I fix my trust.

Verse 1

Dear Lord, behold our sore distress;
Our sins attempt to reign;
Stretch out thine arm of conquering grace,
And let thy foes be slain.

Verse 2

[The lion with his dreadful roar
Affrights thy feeble sheep;
Reveal the glory of thy power,
And chain him to the deep.

Verse 3

Must we indulge a long despair,
Shall our petitions die;
Our mournings never reach thine ear,
Nor tears affect thine eye?]

Verse 4

If thou despise a mortal groan,
Yet hear a Saviour’s blood;
An Advocate so near the throne
Pleads and prevails with God.

Verse 5

He bought the Spirit’s powerful sword
To slay our deadly foes;
Our sins shall die beneath thy word,
And hell in vain oppose.

Verse 6

How boundless is our Father’s grace,
In height and depth, and length!
He makes his Son our righteousness,
His Spirit is our strength.

Verse 1

Death cannot make our souls afraid
If God be with us there;
We may walk thro’ her darkest shade,
And never yield to fear.

Verse 2

I could renounce my all below,
If my Creator bid,
And run, if I were call’d to go,
And die as Moses did.

Verse 3

Might I but climb to Pisgah’s top,
And view the promis’d land,
My flesh itself shall long to drop,
And pray for the command.

Verse 4

Clasp’d in my heavenly Father’s arms
I would forget my breath,
And lose my life among the charms
Of so divine a death.

Verse 1

Death may dissolve my body now,
And bear my spirit home;
Why do my minutes move so slow,
Nor my salvation come?

Verse 2

With heavenly weapons I have fought
The battles of the Lord,
Finish’d my course, and kept the faith,
And wait the sure reward.

Verse 3

God has laid up in heaven for me
A crown which cannot fade;
The righteous Judge at that great day
Shall place it on my head.

Verse 4

Nor hath the King of grace decreed
This prize for me alone;
But all that love and long to see
Th’ appearance of his Son.

Verse 5

Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe
From every ill design;
And to his heavenly kingdom keep
This feeble soul of mine.

Verse 6

God is my everlasting aid
And hell shall rage in vain;
To him be highest glory paid,
And endless praise.—Amen.

Verse 1

Death! ’tis a melancholy day
To those that have no God,
When the poor soul is forc’d away
To seek her last abode.

Verse 2

In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes,
But guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies
To darkness, fire, and pain.

Verse 3

Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear,
You must be driven from earth, and dwell
A long for-ever there.

Verse 4

See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face,
And thou, my soul, look downwards too,
And sing recovering grace.

Verse 5

He is a God of sovereign love
That promis’d heaven to me,
And taught my thoughts to soar above,
Where happy spirits be.

Verse 6

Prepare me, Lord, for thy right-hand,
Then come the joyful day,
Come death, and some celestial band,
To bear my soul away.

Verse 1

Deceiv’d by subtle snares of hell
Adam our head, our father fell,
When Satan in the serpent hid
Propos’d the fruit that God forbid.

Verse 2

Death was the threatening; death began
To take possession of the man;
His unborn race receiv’d the wound,
And heavy curses smote the ground.

Verse 3

But Satan found a worse reward;
Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord,
“Let everlasting hatred be
”Betwixt the woman’s seed and thee.

Verse 4

“The woman’s seed shall be my Son,
He shall destroy what thou hast done,
“Shall break thy head, and only feel
”Thy malice raging at his heel.”

Verse 5

He spake; and bid four thousand years
Roll on;—at length his Son appears;
Angels with joy descend to earth,
And sing the young Redeemer’s birth.

Verse 6

Lo, by the sons of hell he dies;
But, as he hung ‘twixt earth and skies,
He gave their prince a fatal blow,
And triumph’d o’er the powers below.

Verse 1

Deep in our hearts let us record
The deeper sorrows of our Lord;
Behold the rising billows roll,
To overwhelm his holy soul.

Verse 2

Yet, gracious God, thy power and love
Have made the curse a blessing prove;
Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son
Atoned for sins that we have done.