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Our Like Is Like A Vapor, Gone

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16086 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Our life is like a va­por, gone Lyrics: 1 Our life is like a va­por, gone, Our mo­ments swift­ly fly; Lo, scarce our sands be­gin to run, Ere we begin to die. 2 Our days on earth are but a span, A sud­den breath of air; Lord, what a brit­tle thing is man, How vain is mor­tal care. 3 Various un­num­bered ills at­tend Our weak and help­less frame, Our fleet­ing life, so soon it ends, lt scarce de­serves the name. 4 No weav­er’s shut­tle moves so fast, No stream so swift­ly flows; Time bears us on with ra­pid haste, To end­less joys or woes. 5 See, sick­ness, sor­row round us wait, And nature is in­firm; Our age to seven­ty years is set, Alas, how short the term! 6 Or, should we by un­com­mon strength To four­score years at­tain, Yet fee­ble­ness will come at length, And bring dis­ease and pain. 7 Oh may I learn the heav’n­ly art, T’improve each pass­ing hour; And what my hands shall find to do, Dispatch with all my pow­er. Languages: English Tune Title: CAMPMEETING
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Awake, Believing Souls, Awake

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16087 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Awake, be­liev­ing souls, awake Lyrics: 1 Awake, be­liev­ing souls, awake, Your so­lemn vows renew, To Him who died up­on the cross, And pleads in Heav’n for you. 2 Awake, my dull in­act­ive soul, Nor more in­dulge de­lay; Let acts of pi­ety and love Mark each re­volv­ing day. 3 Each day of this new year, would I Devote, oh God to Thee; Each day of this new year, do Thou Impart new strength to me. Languages: English Tune Title: EAGLEY
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Another Year Is Quickly Gone

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16088 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Another year is quick­ly gone Lyrics: 1 Another year is quick­ly gone, With its re­volv­ing days, And yet how lit­tle have I done, For my cre­at­or’s praise! 2 I have a war­fare to main­tain, Against the world and sin; But oh, what lit­tle ground I gain, How sloth­ful have I been. 3 My sands, al­as, how fast they run, How swift my mo­ments fly; And yet my work is scarce be­gun, Now death ap­proach­es nigh. 4 My heart is hard and stub­born still, My wild af­fect­ions rove; Grace has but half sub­dued my will, But half ob­tained my love. 5 God’s ho­ly laws I still trans­gress, His right­eous will oppose; My fol­lies ev­ery day in­crease, My debt still larg­er grows. 6 Impartial Judge, how shall I bear Thy scru­tin­iz­ing view? Oh may I bet­ter live this year, Or nev­er live it through! Languages: English Tune Title: EVAN
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Thy Greatness, Lord

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16103 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thy great­ness, Lord, what thought can reach Lyrics: 1 Thy great­ness, Lord, what thought can reach, What mor­tal tongue can tell? Thy throne is fixed, Thy pow­er ex­tends, O’er Hea­ven and earth and hell. 2 Who can evade or who resist, The ven­geance of a God? Thy wrath vin­dict­ive, once pro­voked, Spreads ter­ror all abroad. 3 The wide do­min­ion and the pow­er, The so­ve­reign­ty is Thine; ‘Tis Thine the uni­verse to rule, With majes­ty di­vine. 4 To Thee, by all the hosts of Hea­ven, By all the hu­man race, Be ev­er­last­ing ho­nors given, And uni­ver­sal praise. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
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I Know That My Redeemer Lives

Author: Harold I. Donnelly Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16105 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: I know that my Re­deem­er lives Lyrics: 1 I know that my Re­deem­er lives, The Lord of li­ber­ty; I trust the pledge of life He gives For all eter­ni­ty. 2 O Lord, I would that I might live A fear­less life and free; Rich in the joy that Thou dost give, Now and eter­nal­ly. 3 O Lord, I would live straight and strong In bo­dy, soul, and mind; Unbound by ha­bits that are wrong; Joyous, and true, and kind. 4 O Lord, my God, I would love Thee With all my strength, each day; And in Thy Son, my Sav­ior see The Life, the Truth, the Way. 5 I trust the pledge of life He gives— Eternal, full, and free; I know that my Re­deem­er lives, And shares His life with me. Languages: English Tune Title: BRADFORD
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When God Comes Forth

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16115 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When God comes forth, with ter­rors clad Lyrics: 1 When God comes forth, with ter­rors clad, From His re­splen­dent seat, What mor­tal can His pow­er evade, His arm of ven­geance meet? 2 Impetuous light­nings swift­ly glide, Hoarse thun­ders round Him roar; Lo, tem­pests, storms rage far and wide, And spread from shore to shore. 3 The sea its wont­ed bed for­sakes, And stars come rush­ing down; The earth to its foun­dation shakes, And sinks be­neath His frown. 4 Now sin­ners, pierced with guil­ty stings, Dread His av­eng­ing eye; And migh­ty con­quer­ors, po­tent kings, To rocks and ca­verns fly. 5 In Je­sus’ spot­less right­eous­ness, Oh may I then ap­pear; And ’midst the ter­ror and dis­tress, I need not yield to fear. Languages: English Tune Title: HUNNYS
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He Comes, He Comes! The Son Of God

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16116 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 He comes, He comes! the Son of God Descends from yon­der sky; Bright clouds com­pose His lof­ty seat, And round Him an­gels fly. 2 Millions of mill­ions trem­bling stand Before His aw­ful throne, Summoned a strict ac­count to give, Of works which they have done. 3 Oh then may all my fears sub­side, My sins and sor­rows end, And in the Judge may I be­hold My Sav­ior and my friend. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR
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Lo! in the last of days be­hold

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16117 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lo! in the last of days be­hold A faith­less race arise; Their law­less lust their on­ly rule; And thus the scof­fer cries: 2 “Where is the pro­mise, deemed so true, That spoke the Sav­ior near? E’er since our fa­thers slept in dust, No change has reached our ear. 3 "Years rolled on years suc­cess­ive glide, Since first the world be­gan, And on the tide of time still floats, Secure, the bark of man." 4 Thus speaks the scof­fer; but his words Conceal the truth he knows, That from the wa­ters’ dark abyss The earth at first arose. 5 But when the sons of men be­gan With one con­sent to stray, At Heav’n’s com­mand a del­uge swept The god­less race away. 6 A dif­fer­ent fate is now pre­pared For na­ture’s trem­bling frame; Soon shall her orbs be all en­wrapt In one de­vour­ing flame. 7 Reserved are sin­ners for the hour When to the gulf be­low, Armed with the hand of so­ve­reign power, The Judge con­signs His foe. 8 Though now, ye just! the time ap­pears Protracted, dark, un­known, An hour, a day, a thou­sand years, To Hea­ven’s great Lord are one. 9 Still all may share His so­ve­reign grace, In ev­ery change se­cure; The meek, the sup­pli­ant con­trite race, Shall find His mer­cy sure. 10 The con­trite race He counts His friends, Forbids the sup­pli­ant’s fall; Condemns re­luct­ant, but ex­tends The hope of grace to all. 11 Yet as the night-wrapped thief who lurks To seize th’ex­pect­ed prize, Thus steals the hour when Christ shall come, And thun­der rend the skies. 12 Then at the loud, the so­lemn peal, The heav’ns shall burst away; The el­ements shall melt in flame, At na­ture’s fi­nal day. 13 Since all this frame of things must end, As Heav’n has so de­creed, How wise our in­most thoughts to guard, And watch ov­er ev­ery deed; 14 Expecting calm th’ap­point­ed hour, When, na­ture’s con­flict o’er, A new and bet­ter world shall rise, Where sin is known no more. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. NICHOLAS
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Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16118 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Great God, the ter­rors of Thy wrath Lyrics: 1 Great God, the ter­rors of Thy wrath, What mor­tal tongue can tell? A fie­ry stream comes is­su­ing forth, And lights the flames of hell. 2 No mi­ti­ga­tion can it know, Nor ev­er have an end; Its great­ness and du­ra­tion, too, All finite thought tran­scend. 3 But Thou, oh Lord, hast formed a plan, Replete with won­drous grace. To raise the fall­en crea­ture, man, To per­fect hap­pi­ness. 4 Through the atone­ment of my Lord, All sin may be for­giv’n; ‘Tis He rem­oves the flam­ing sword, Which barred the way to Heaven. 5 Should all the pow’rs of earth and hell Their force against me join, His cross will all my fears di­spel, And fill with peace di­vine. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
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When God Descends, A Streaming Fire

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16121 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When God des­cends, a stream­ing fire Lyrics: 1 When God des­cends, a stream­ing fire Attends Him through the sky; Thick clouds com­pose His dark at­tire, And vi­vid light­nings fly. 2 Impervious wreaths of smoke sur­round, And hide His aw­ful seat; Incessant thun­ders roar around, Or mur­mur at His feet. 3 ’Twas thus on Sinai’s lof­ty hill, Jehovah once ap­peared; The trum­pet loud pro­claimed His will, And trem­bling Is­ra­el heard. 4 They trem­bling heard, but straight for­got The ter­rors of the day; They scarce­ly left the aw­ful spot, Before they went astray. 5 Their so­lemn vows they soon re­voke, False and un­grate­ful prove; Forget the tem­pest, fire and smoke, Their mak­er’s wrath and love. 6 What Si­nai’s ter­rors ne’er could do, That Si­on’s God per­forms; ’Tis He cre­ates our hearts anew, And strength­ens fee­ble worms. 7 He gent­ly leads our wan­der­ing souls In paths of right­eous­ness; And all our pass­ions He con­trols, By His all-pow­er­ful grace. 8 From Si­nai we to Si­on fly, The ci­ty of our God; Unawed and fear­less we draw nigh, And make it our abode. Languages: English Tune Title: ASCRIPTION

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