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When rising from the bed of death

Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #H3 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: When rising from the bed of death, o’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! If yet while pardon may be found, and mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, and trembles at the thought; When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed in majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! But thou hast told the troubled mind, who doth her sins lament, That timely grief for errors past shall future woe prevent. Then see the sorrows of my heart, ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour’s dying groans, to give those sorrows weight. For never shall my soul despair of mercy at thy throne, Who knows thine only Son has died thy justice to atone. Languages: English
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When Rising from the Bed of Death

Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7335 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my maker face to face, O how shall I appear? 2. If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought; 3. When Thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear? 4. But Thou hast told the troubled mind Who does her sins lament, The timely tribute of her tears Shall endless woe prevent. 5. Then see the sorrow of my heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Savior’s dying groans, To give those sorrows weight. 6. For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to procure, Who knows Thine only Son has died To make her pardon sure. Languages: English Tune Title: THIRD MODE MELODY
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When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #IX (1791) Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I view my Maker face to face O how shall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought; My soul with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought! 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclos'd, In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear? 4 O may my broken contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal woe prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour’s dying groans, To give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair Her Pardon to secure, Who knows the only Son hath dy'd To make that pardon sure. Topics: Awakening and Inviting Languages: English
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When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #IX (1788) Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I view my Maker face to face O how shall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought; My soul with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought! 3 When thou, O Lord shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 O may my broken contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal woe prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my Heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour’s dying groan; To give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair Her Pardon to secure, Who knows the only Son hath dy'd To make that pardon sure. Topics: Awakening and Inviting Languages: English
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When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #IX (1790) Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I view my Maker face to face O how shall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought; My soul with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought! 3 When thou, O Lord shalt stand disclos'd, In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 O may my broken contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal woe prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my Heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour’s dying groan; To give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair Her Pardon to secure, Who knows the only Son hath dy'd To make that pardon sure. Topics: Awakening and Inviting Languages: English
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When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #H3 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, o’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, and mercy may be sought, my heart with inward horror shrinks; and trembles at the thought; 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd in majesty severe, and sit in judgement on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But thou hast told the troubled mind, who doth her sins lament, the timely grief for errors past shall future woe prevent. 5 Then see the sorrows of my heart, ere yet it be too late; and hear my Saviour’s dying groans, to give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair of mercy at thy throne, Who knows thine only Son has dy'd thy justice to atone. Languages: English Tune Title: CHESHIRE
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When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #243 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear? 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought: -- 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with thee; Thy nature is benign. Thy pard'ning mercy I implore; For mercy, Lord, is thine. 5 O let thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste thy richer grace In that decisive hour, When Christ to judgment shall descend, And time shall be no more. Topics: Repentance and Conversion Languages: English
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When, rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #298 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought-- 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with thee; Thy nature is benign: Thy pard'ning mercy I implore; For mercy, Lord, is thine. 5 O let thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste thy richer grace In that decisive hour, When Christ to judgment shall descend, And time shall be no more. Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy; The terrors of judgment, and penitence from them
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When, rising from the bed of death

Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #390 (1899) Lyrics: 1 When, rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, Oh, how shall I appear! 2 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with Thee; Thy nature is benign: Thy pardoning mercy I implore, For mercy, Lord, is Thine. 3 Oh, let Thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 4 And may I taste Thy richer grace, In that decisive hour, When Christ to judgment shall descend And time shall be no more. Amen. Topics: Confession of Sin; Contrition; Penitence; Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: HOWARD
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When, rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #479 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When, rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, Oh, how shall I appear? 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought:-- 3 When Thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how shall I appear! 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with Thee; Thy nature is benign: Thy pard'ning mercy I implore For mercy, Lord, is Thine. 5 Oh, let Thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste Thy richer grace, In that decisive hour. When Christ to judgment shall descend And time shall be no more. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of Languages: English

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