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O my Jesus! O my Jesus!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XVII (1776) Lyrics: 1 O my Jesus! O my Jesus! Bridegroom of my Heart, Who espoused, who espoused, To my Nature Art; Thou, my Love, hast bore my Blame, Thy dear Wounds and lovely Name, Deep imprest upon my Breast, Shall always be my Flame. 2 O was ever, O was ever, Lover like the Lamb! No, no, never, no, no, never, Was so true a Flame, As what burns on Jesu's Blood, As the dying Love of God, God-like glorious, Love's victorious, Though by Hell withstood. 3 In my Weakness, in my Weakness, There I always see Constant Witness, constant Witness, That thy Love is free: Empty I, of Goodness void, Whilst on thee, my Lamb, I'm staid, Thou art Love, and this I prove, And shall not be afraid. 4 Mercy raises, mercy raises, My lost Nature high; Love amazes, love amazes, Whilst I, wond'ring, cry: O my Love! how kind thine Heart, Taking of my Flesh a Part; In thy Body, once so bloody, I am as thou art. Scripture: 1 Peter 2:7 Languages: English

O the Tidings how profound

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXIX (1776) Lyrics: O the Tidings how profound! Which our Ears and Hearts have blest; This indeed's the joyful sound: Here our weary Souls find Rest; O how rich, how good! Jesus, thou the Subject art; Thy deep Mystery and Blood, With all other Sounds we'll part. Topics: After Preaching Languages: English

O Thou, dear Sov'reign of my Breast

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.IV (1776) Lyrics: 1 O Thou, dear Sov'reign of my Breast, In thy dear Myst'ry I am blest With Peace an dJoy profound. Now, sav'd from Sin and Hell, am I In my dear Lamb's Humanity, Where all my Joys abound. 2 Here will I hide from ev'ry Foe, And thank thee, O my Saviour, too, That I should favour'd be To hide me in thy wounded Side; And, what's yet more, to be thy Bride, And truly one with thee. 3 Here would I live, for-ever live In thee, my Lamb, and still receive Thy Blessings ever new: I'd turn my eyes from all to thee, Whilst underneath the bloody Tree, My Heart with Love o'erflow. 4 I long to prove the Depth profound, The Glory of each bleeding Wound; Not one was made in vain: Nor is there any Discord there, Or cause of Sorrow, Pain or Fear; There, there my Soul remain. Languages: English

Our glorious Lord is ris'n indeed!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Our glorious Lord is ris'n indeed! Death, conquer'd, lost its Prize; The Grave surrender'd him with Speed, When he assay'd to rise. 2 In vain the soldiers watch his Tomb, When heav'nly Forms appear; The Roman Eagle's overcome, The soldiers die with Fear. 3 An Angel's Form before them stood; His Face like Lightning shone; Commission'd from the Father, God, To roll away the stone. 4 Up rose the Saviour from the Dead! Down all Opposers fell: Satan in Chains of Triumph led, Trampling on Death and Hell. 5 To banish his Disciples Fears, He prov'd himself alive, By all his Wounds and bloody Scars; Then did their Hearts revive. 6 With them, will we our Lord adore; For them, and us he dy'd: He lives, he lives, and dies no more! Hence we are justify'd. 7 Nor is our Faith, nor Preaching, vain; Nor in our Sins are we; Since Christ, our Head, is ris'n again; And, rising, set us free. 8 Who shall condemn? lo! Jesus dy'd, Yea, rather lives for us; He with himself hath crucify'd Our Sins upon the Cross. 9 Hail, risen Saviour! thee we hail, Who, by Almighty Pow'r, Didst over Death and Hell prevail; We bless the glorious Hour. 10 High on thy Father David's Throne, For-ever live and reign; 'Till by thine own right Hand alone, Thy ev'ry Foe be slain. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:14 Languages: English

See, O my Soul, with Wonder see

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XIX (1776) Lyrics: 1 See, O my Soul, with Wonder see, Array'd in Flesh, thy God, Cloath'd with my whole Humanity, And deeply drench'd in Blood! 2 My Flesh, my Blood, and Bone espous'd; (O the amazing Plan!) From Nature's Death and Darkness rous'd, When God became a Man. 3 My Frame, once pure, was marr'd and harm'd, Between his Hands quite spoil'd; But now a nobler Vessel form'd, When God became a Child. 4 At Bethl'hem was my purer Birth, The Virgin-mother mine, His Heav'n married to my Earth, In Christ, the Man divine. 5 Emmanuel is God with me, In our exalted Lamb; In whom I'm reconcil'd and free, All Praise attend his Name. 6 His Sonship proves my sin forgiv'n, Makes my Salvation sure, Prepares for me a Seat in Heav'n, And keeps my Joy secure. 7 In him accepted; and, as him, Receiv'd in Realms above; In him I triumph, soar, and swim, In everlasting Love. 8 All my Religion and my Life, Art thou, my Lamb, my God; I'm fix'd, from hence my future Strife Shall be to praise thy Blood. Scripture: Job 19:26-27 Languages: English

Shew me the Reason, O my God

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XX (1776) Lyrics: 1 Shew me the Reason, O my God, Why I afflicted am; Since thou hast wash'd me in thy Blood, And cover'd all my shame. 2 Why yet must rebel Nature live To fill my Heart with Pain? Why yet my Jesus must I grieve? Shall Nature ne'er be slain? 3 Ten thousand Tears, more num'rous Sighs, Flow from this Heart of mine, In ardent Pray'r, with piercing Cries, I seek Redress in vain. 4 Whilst, passing thro' baptismal Fire, My Spirit frets and pines, And, languishing with fierce Desire, Would know thy deep Designs. 5 What! must I lose my Friends and Fame, All that's to be desir'd? Have vile Contempt pour'd on my Name, Abhorr'd, but not admir'd? 6 What! must Temptations yet prevail, And Satan sift my Heart? Whilst inbred Lusts my Mind assail, And cause me grievous Smart? 7 Must Heaven, Earth, and Hell unite, Against me in this War? How shall I bear this dreadful Fight, Or keep from foul Despair? 8 Take up the Cross, thyself deny, (O most ungrateful Sound!) Alas! I burn, and sin, and die, And feel the Spirit's Wound. 9 Is there no Way to glorify Thy Death and honour'd Name, Except I to myself thus die, And swim thro' Floods of Shame? 10 What! be deny'd my Heart's Desire, My Expectations crost, Whilst all my Joys of Sense expire, My Reputation lost? 11 The Thought of this distracts my Heart, 'Tis worse than Death or Hell; The Torment, Pangs, and dreadful Smart, My Tongue can never tell. 12 Peace, O my Soul; this is the Path That leads to Rest divine: 'Tis this illustrates Jesu's Death, And makes his Goodness shine. 13 Now, with my Lord nail'd to his Cross, I feel the untold Pain; But, ah! how loath to suffer Loss Am I, tho' 'is my Gain! 14 O Lamb! 'tis thou dost exercise Me with this searching Flame, And, thro' thy Suff'rings, wilt baptize Me into all thy Name. 15 Since this I know, I check my Fears, And all I am resign; Fly from my Heart, ye anxious Cares, My Lamb, I'm wholly thine. Scripture: Psalm 27:13 Languages: English

Solemn Praise

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XCIV (1776) First Line: Sing the Triumphs of your conqu'ring Lyrics: 1 Sing the Triumphs of your conqu'ring Head, and crucified King; His Atchievments, when he vanquish'd All our Enemies, we'll sing: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord be thine. 2 Long he struggled with confused Noise, and Garments roll'd in Blood 'Till destroying Sin, and Hell, and Death, he rescu'd Man to God: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord be thine. 3 Most triumphant, greatly glor'ous, He from Death and Hell arose; In him all his Church, victor'ous, Triumph'd o'er her dreadful Foes: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord be thine. 4 High ascending, 'midst angelic Songs, and Sounds of Trumpets loud, In eternal Triumph leading All the Captives of his Blood: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord be thine. 5 Far above the highest Heaven Thus he gloriously ascends, Where the Honour's to him given, Ev'ry Thought of Man transcends: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord be thine. 6 There, exalted, live and reign, whilst We admire thy Wounds and Blood, 'Till we see thee come again, in All the Pomp and Pow'r of God: Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord be thine. Languages: English

Solemnly we now confess

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XXI (1776) Lyrics: 1 Solemnly we now confess, The Lord our Portion is; He, our Joy and Righteousness, Whilst we are aver his: Dead with Jesus, freed from Sin, We rise with him for ever free; Now with him are enter'd in, Where we his Glory see. 2 Human Nature's reconcil'd To God, the Judge of all; In which Nature ev'ry Child Restor'd from Adam's Fall, Bears his Father's sacred name, New-born his Likeness from Above, Joint-Partaker with the Lamb Of all his Nature, Love. Scripture: 1 Peter 3:15 Languages: English

The Builder, whom true Wisdom sways

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXVII (1776) Lyrics: 1 The Builder, whom true Wisdom sways, First, the Foundation deeply lays; Prepar'd against each Shock: Our Builder, sure of his own Plan, Founded us deeply in the Man, On God, th' eternal Rock. 2 Christ is that precious Corner-Stone, Which all his Church is built upon; Nor can it ever fall: The Prophets, and Apostles too, Other Foundations never knew Than Jesus, Lord of all. 3 Christ, in this Building is the Door; And always open to the Poor, Who would approach their God: Nor, tho' they're naked, need they fear; For Christ is yea; boldly draw near, And plead redeeming Blood. 4 As Windows, rang'd, admit the Light To chase the Horrors of the Night, Enlightning every Part: So, in our Saviour's lovely Face, The Godhead shines in Love and Grace, To cheer the human Heart. 5 The Stone the Builders did refuse, Which human Wisdom ne'er will choose, Is here the Head-stone seen: Brought forth with Joy to make all fast; Christ is the first Stone and the last; The Church is safe between. 6 The spacious Roof, extended wide, Lock'd in secure on ev'ry Side, Braves all the Storms that fall: Christ is that Cov'ring, suited well, To shelter Man from Storms of Hell; O Christ! thou art our All. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 3:9 Languages: English

The Father's holy Eye

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XLIX (1776) Lyrics: 1 The Father's holy Eye Behold his Son in Blood, With Pleasure infinitely high, Peculiar to a God. 2 Nor did (when Time began) That work pronounc'd so good, Appear so pleasing as this Man, Adorn'd with Wounds and Blood. 3 This Sign and Token giv'n, Sufficiently doth prove, Without another Sign from Heavn'n, That God, our Father's Love. 4 Here all our Sin hath ceas'd; Our Joys are here secure; Our Nature from the Curse relase'd, Thro' Jesu's Death is pure. 5 Then was our Heav'n brought in, And we were sav'd from Guilt, When Christ in Character of Sin, Annihilation felt. Scripture: Romans 8:32 Languages: English