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Come, ye Lovers of the Lamb

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XXVIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Come, ye Lovers of the Lamb, Praise the great Almighty Name; To your God your Songs begin, To the Lamb, your bleeding King. 2 Jesus, thee we Honours give; Live, Almighty Jesus, live; Thou hast penn'd our songs with Blood, Thee we hail, incarnate God. 3 We were laden once with Sin, But the Lamb hath made us clean; We, who once in Darkness lay, Now behold eternal Day. 4 Strangers once and far from God, Now brought Home by Jesu's Blood, Shining in our Wedding Dress, In the Lord, our Righteousness. 5 Poor, and low, we once did lie, Full of Wants, and sore oppress'd; Jesus now hat rais'd us high, All our Grievances redress'd. 6 Deeply sinking once in Hell, Without Hope, and without God; Now our Tongues can greatly tell, We are sav'd by Jesu's Blood. 7 Freely we are sav'd by Grace, Heart and Hand we this embrace; This Below fill ev'ry Tongue This Above is all the Song. 8 Praises still to Christ we sing, Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King; Th' living Waters in us flow, Glory is begun below. Languages: English

Comfort ye my, comfort ye my

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Comfort ye my, comfort ye my People, saith your God; comfortably speak ye to her, (Shout and Cry aloud); Tell her that her Warfare's o'er, Tell her that her vict'ry's sure; Sin, nor Wrath, nor second Death, Shall ne'er o'ertake her more. 2 Sin is pardon'd, sin is pardon'd God the Word did give; The most harden'd, the most harden'd Now shall hear and live: She receiv'd, to make her clean, (From his Hand for ev'ry Sin) Grace and Trouble, fully double; Joy ye Sons of Men! 3 Glorious Jesus, glorious Jesus, Thou art lifted high; That shall pleas us, that shall please us To Eternity: What these Tidings good contain, Thy dear Blood and Wounds explain: Never-ending Love! descending By thy Smart and Pain. 4 All our Warfare, all our Warfare Thou'st accomplish'd well; Bravely conquer'd bravely conquer'd Sin, and Death, and Hell: Thee we hail, thou King of Heav'n! Thou thy all to us hast giv'n; In thy Blood, our Lord and God, We find our holy Leav'n. 5 Thy Soul-Trouble, thy Soul-Trouble, Suff'ring in our Room, 's more than double, 's more than double Adam's awful Doom: All the Plenitude of Grace Fills thy sweet, thy lovely Face; More abounding, deeper sounding Than our sinful Case. 6 Thy Condition, thy Condition, Fully is our own; No Ambition, no Ambition This, but truly known; What the Members all may know: Living in their Head, they'll grow Up to this, the Source of Bliss, Where endless Comforts flow. 7 Holy Saviour, holy Saviour, Glorious is thy Name! Each Believer, each Believer, Sing, the bleeding Lamb: Ever may thy Glories shine! Worthy thou, the Lamb divine! Glorious Praise, Ancient of Days, Be ever, ever thine. Scripture: Isaiah 40:1-2 Languages: English

Could I of all Perfection boast

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXXIX (1776) Lyrics: 1 Could I of all Perfection boast, As pure as that which Adam lost, I'd sacrifice it to thy Blood, My Christ, my All, my only Good. 2 Were I as Abra'm, strong in Faith, And boldly stedfast unto Death; I'd bid my Faithfulness adieu, And Jesus only faithful view. 3 If I more meek than Moses were, Quite free from Anger, Strife, or Fear; Yet this I gladly would despise, And Jesu's Meekness only prize. 4 Was I as Job submissive, still Patient, resign'd in ev'ry Ill; Yet all should fade before his Cross, Compar'd with Him, it is but Dross. 5 If I was wise as Solomon, Like him with Zeal and Adour shone; Like him I'd vain and foolish see My Wisdom, Zeal, yea all but Thee. 6 Had I an Angel's Purity; Yea even this I would deny; Nor Good confess in Name or Thing, But Christ my Lord, my Life, my King. Topics: After Preaching Scripture: Job 9:21 Languages: English

Cry aloud, is the Command

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Cry aloud, is the Command; Spare not, be bold and free; Trumpet thro' a guilty Land, How they have err'd from me; 'Till their Sinfulness of Heart, And Practice, is to them declar'd; Jesus only can avert The Judgments that's prepar'd. 2 Yet they daily seek my Face, With much profess'd Delight; As a Nation rich in Grace, And righteous in his Sight; Truth and Justice they would have, Seem pleas'd in their Approach to God; Jesus only can us save, By his own precious Blood. 3 Wherefore do we fast, say they, Yet thou dost not regard? Wherefore sanctify a Day, And yet thou hast not heard? 'Cause herein you Pleasure find, As such who merit future Bliss: Jesus only was design'd To be our Righteousness. 4 Lo! ye fast for foul Debate, With wicked Fist to smite; Still retaining Strife and Hate, Nor cease from cruel Spite: Ye shall not fast, on this Day, To make your voice be heard on high: Jesus only is the Way, If you'll to God draw nigh. 5 Have I chose such Fasts as these, Or ever this allow'd That your Troubles me appease, Tho' like a Bull-rush bow'd? Yet wilt thou call this a Fast, A Day accepted of your God? Jesus is our First and Last, The Sum of all our Good. Scripture: Isaiah 5:8 Languages: English

Daughters of Jerusalem

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXI (1776) Lyrics: 1 Daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my well-belov'd, Strongly represent my Flame; Tell him how my Heart is vom'; Sick of Love, I, panting, lie: O! bid him haste, or else I die. 2 What is this Belov'd of thine, O thou fairest among Women? What Perfections in him shine? Say why thou conclud'st there's no Man Beautiful and true as he? O! why this solemn Charge from thee. 3 My Belov'd is white as Snow, Ruddy as the new-blown Roses; Th; White his Deity doth show, Th' Red his human Form supposes; From each Spot and Blemish free, O chief among ten Thousand he! 4 His Head is as the finest Gold, His bushy Locks black as a Raven; His Worth and Wisdom still untold In our Songs, here, or in Heav'n: Once with Thorns, crown'd now with Pow'r; O he's the Man whom I adore! 5 His Eyes are as the Eyes of Doves, Innocent, chaste, strong, and piercing, Darting on me richest Loves; His Heart's Language still rehearsing; Their Omniscience guards my Ways; O how attracting are his Eyes! 6 His Cheeks are as the spicy Bed, Sweeter than the sweetest Flowers, Of a lovely crimson Red; Perfect Beauties, strongest Powers, Clust'ring in his Face are seen: O fairest of the Sons of Men! 7 His Lips, like Lilies, kindly give Words as Myrrh, most sweetly smelling; words, whereon his Children live, Angel's Harmony excelling; When Love's Silence first he brake, O Heav'n was in the Word he spake! 8 His Legs, as Marble Pillars, stand On find Gold, of long Duration, Shews his Strength and high Command: Man in God, the sure Foundation; Bears eternal Government; O in his Love is true Content! 9 His Count'nance more glorious is Than Lebanon's tallest Cedar; Majestic more than all its Trees, 'Mongst all Beauties he's the Leader; The Creation is too low, O my Belov'd, thy worth to show! 10 O how beauteous is his Mouth! Sweetest Heav'n is in his Kisses; Always speaking Words of Truth, Promising ten thousand Blisses; I, his gracious Words believe: O he ne'er will nor can deceive! 11 He's beyond Description fair, Sweet, and lovely all together; All Relations in him are, Bridegroom, Brother, Husband, Father, Wonderful this Man divine! O all Perfections in him shine! 12 O! ye Daughters, this is he, This my Friend, and well-belov'd; Could you but his Glory see, Soon my choice would be approv'd; Won, like me, by conq'ring Love, O ye my Flame would quickly prove. Scripture: Song of Solomon 5:9 Languages: English

Dear Lamb! thy humbled State we sing

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.IV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dear Lamb! thy humbled State we sing, Thy name, thy Wounds and Blood we praise; We own thee, Infant God, our King, And to thy Throne our Hearts we raise. 2 Dear holy Child, we sing the Birth Of him conceiv'd in Holiness; Where God our Maker took our Earth, Our Curse and all our Helplessness. 3 Thy first Blood-shedding hath us seal'd, In Peace and Covenant with God, From fleshly Filth and Shame, now heal'd By holy Circumcision-Blood. 4 Thou God of Love, yet growing Youth, Subject to Creature-Parents Thou; Thy humble Steps, eternal Truth, Make us admire, and, wond'ring, bow. 5 Poor Man, despised Nazarene, With sweating Brow thou earn'dst thy Bread; Great God! thy Glories were unseen, And from the Eyes of Mortals hid. 6 Humbled in Poverty and Pain, Temptation sore, Contempt and Scorn, That Curse of ours for to sustain, Was the eternal Father born. 7 Empty'd of all, but tort'ring Smart; His Honour and his Judgment lost: Deep, unknown Sorrows fill'd his Heart, His Soul with fierce Temptations tost. 8 By this, the everlasting Grace, And Nature-Love of God appears; By this we see the Father's Face, Where lost are all our Sins and Fears. Scripture: Acts 8:33 Languages: English

Dear Shepherd, see thy Flock here met

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.III (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dear Shepherd, see thy Flock here met, Before thy pierced Feet to bow; To praise thy wounds, thy Blood and Sweat, Thro' which eternal Love did flow. 2 Thou art with us where e'er we meet; Nor wilt thou leave us, holy Lamb: We find a Calm, a bless'd Retreat Beneath the Cov'ring of thy Name. 3 Great Mercies thou to us hast shewn, Since first we knew that we were thine; Since first thou mark'd us for thy own, With Grace and Righteousness divine. 4 Seal'd for thine own we surely are; Thy spirit, Lord, our Witness is; Nor can we fall from Jesus far, For he is Love and Tenderness. 5 There's none can pluck us from his Hand, Inclos'd by Grace on ev'ry Side; His Oath, his Promise firmly stand, We ever shall with him abide! 6 He never will himself deny; Nor could he die for Man in vain: How then shall God in Wrath destroy, The Souls for whom the Lamb was slain. 7 The countless Price he paid for us, Exempts us from the Iron Rod: His Life, his Death, his Blood and Cross, Hath reconcil'd us all to God. Languages: English

Dearest, holy, wounded Lamb!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XVIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dearest, holy, wounded Lamb! Thou art still my constant Lover; At thy Feet I blush with Shame, When thy Beauties I discover; There I die and live again, Here I Life divine obtain. 2 In thy Wounds I shall abide; There I find my great Salvation; There defy the swelling Tide, And the Strength of each Temptation; Deep inlaid in Jesu's Heart, He with me can never part. 3 O! his Grace and Love, how free! Everlasting and unchanging; Strange its Influence on me, Pow'rfully my Heart estranging From all, but the Man who dy'd, None but Jesus crucify'd. 4 Can it be that I should prove These thy Riches, O my Saviour, Live in thee, the Source of Love, There redeem'd and blest for-ever? Sure thy Grace, my God, is free, Else it ne'er had favour'd me. Languages: English

Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LIV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen, My believing Heart must love thee; Poor, despised Nazarene, A kind and constant Friend I prove thee; Sinking in thy balmy Name, O, how I love my dearest Lamb. 2 Night and Day I vent my Sighs, Languishing to see my Saviour: With warm Heart and wond'ring Eyes, I's view my dying God for-ever: Here I always would abide; O, this I choose and nought beside! 3 Like the widow'd Turtle-Dove, I, dear, lovely Man, adore thee; Pants my Soul quite faint with Love, Singing, "O my Love, restore me "To thy Presence, sweet and free; "O. how I long to be with thee!" 4 O'er the Hills I see him come, Swift as darts the piercing Lightning, Scatters all my horrid Gloom; All my Joys are quick and brightning: Welcome, welcome, dearest Lamb; O, how his Presence feeds my Flame! 5 Praise shall my glad Lips employ, Praise shall all my Pow'rs enliven, To the Fountain of my Joy, Jesus, Prince of Earth and Heaven: He is mine, and I am his; O, he's my Glory and my Bliss! Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:1 Languages: English

Deliver'd from Pain

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XXXI (1776) Lyrics: 1 Deliver'd from Pain, Lo! now I attain, To know her I sought for on Earth so in Vain. 2 The Bride's Purity, I see thro' the Eye Of her God and Husband, who dwelleth on high. 3 In Spirit, now bold, I plainly behold, I am of this Body, O Wonder untold! 4 I now am at Peace; I live in the Grace, That keeps the Bride ever in th' Husband's Embrace. 5 My Praise shall abound With heavenly sound, A Church now perfected in Love I have found! 6 My Jesus reveals, By op'ning the Seals To me, what from Thousands he ever conceals. Scripture: Revelation 21:9 Languages: English