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Walking With God

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #3 (1803) First Line: By faith in Christ I walk with God Lyrics: 1 By faith in Christ I walk with God, With heav'n, my journey's end in view, Supported by his staff and rod, My road is safe and pleasant too. 2 I travel through a desert wide, Where many round me blindly stray; But he vouchsafes to be my guide And will not let me miss my way. 3 Though snares and dangers throng my path, And earth and hell my course withstand; I triumph over all by faith, Guarded by his Almighty hand. 4 The wilderness affords no food, But God for my support prepares; Provides me ev'ry needful good, And frees my soul from wants and cares. 5 With him sweet converse I maintain, Great as he is, I dare be free; I tell him all my grief and pain, And he reveals his love to me. 6 Some cordial from his word he brings, Where'er my feeble spirit faints, At once my soul revives and sings, And yields no more to sad complaints. 7 I pity all the worldling's talk Of pleasure that will quickly end; Be this my choice, O Lord to walk With thee, my guide my guard, my friend. Languages: English

My Name is Jacob

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #4 (1803) First Line: Nay, I cannot let thee go Lyrics: 1 Nay, I cannot let thee go, 'Till a blessing thou bestow; Do not turn away thy face, Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 2 Dost thou ask me who I am? Ah, my Lord, thou know'st my name! Yet the question gives a plea, To support my suit with thee. 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, In rebellion blindly bold, Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy, That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 4 Once a sinner near despair Sought thy mercy seat by pray'r; Mercy heard and set me free, Lord, that mercy came to me. 5 Many years have pass'd since then, Many changes I have seen; Yet have been upheld 'till now, Who could hold me up but thou? 6 Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need, This emboldens me to plead; After so much mercy past, Canst thou let me sink at last! 7 No--I must maintian my hold, 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold; I can no denial take, When I plead for Jesu's sake. Languages: English

Joseph Made Known to His Brethren

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #5 (1803) First Line: When Joseph his brethren beheld Lyrics: 1 When Joseph his brethren behold, Afflicted and trembling with fear; His heart with compassion was fill'd, From weeping he could not forbear; A while his behaviour was rough, to bring their past sins to their minds; But when they were humbled enough, He hasted to shew himself kind. 2 How little they thought it was he Whom they had ill-treated and sold! How great their confusion must be, As soon as his name he had told! "I am Joseph, your brother he said, "And still to my heart you are dear; "You sold me, and thought i was dead, "But God, for your sakes sent me here." 3 Though greatly distressed before, When charg'd with purloining the cup; "They now were confounded much more, Not one of them durst to look up, "Can Joseph, whom we would have slain,, "Forgive us the evil we did? "And will he our houshold maintain? "O this is a brother indeed!" 4 Thus, dragg'd by my conscience, I came, And laden with guilt to the Lord; Surrounded with terror and shame, Unable to utter a word: At first he look'd stern and severe, What anguish then pierced my heart; Expecting each moment to hear The sentence, "Thou cursed depart." 5 But oh! what surprise when he spoke, While tenderness beam'd in his face; My heart then to pieces was brok, O'erwhelm'd and counfounded by grace; "Poor sinner, I know thee full well, "By thee I was sold and was slain; "But I died to redeem thee from hell, "And raise thee in glory to reign. 6 "I am Jesus, whom thou hast blasphem'd, "And crucify'd often afresh; "But let me henceforth be esteem'd "Thy brother, thy bone, and thy flesh; "My pardon I freely bestow, "Thy wants I will fully supply; "I'll guide thee and guard thee below, "And soon will remove thee on high. 7 "Go publish to sinners around, "That they may be willing to come, "The mercy which now you have found, "And tell them that yet there is room." Oh, sinners, the message obey! No more vain excuses pretend; But come without further delay, To Jesus, our brother and friend. Languages: English

The Lord My Banner

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #7 (1803) First Line: By whom was David taught Lyrics: 1 By whom was David taught To aim the dreadful blow, When he Goliah fought, And laid the Gittite low? No sword or spear the stripling took, But chose a pebble from the brook. 2 'Twas Israel's God and King Who sent him to the fight Who gave him strength to sling, And skill to aim aright. You feeble saints your strength endures, Because young David's God is your's. 3 Who order'd Gideon forth, To storm th'invader's camp, With arms of little worth, A pitcher and a lamp? The trumpets made his coming known, And all the host was overthrown. 4 Oh! I have seen the day, When, with a single word, God helping me to say, My trust is in the Lord; My soul has quell'd a thousand foes, Fearless of all that could oppose. 5 But unbelief, self-will, Self-righteousness and pride, How often do they steal My weapon from my side? Yes David's Lord, and Gideon's friend, Will help his servant to the end. Languages: English

Balaam's Wish

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #8 (1803) First Line: How blest the righteous are! Lyrics: 1 How blest the righteous are! When they resign their breath! No wonder Balaam wish'd to share In such a happy death. 2 "Oh! let me die said he, "The death the righteous do; "When life is ended, let me be "Found with the faithful few." 3 The force of truth how great! When enemies confess, None but the righteous, whom they hate, A solid hope possess, 4 But Balaam's wish was vain, His heart was insincere: He thirsted for unrighteous gain, And sought a portion here. 5 He seem'd the Lord to know, And to offend him loth; But Mammon prov'd his overthrow, For none can serve them both. 6 May you my friends, and I Warning form hence receive; If like the righteous we would die, To choose the life they live. Languages: English

Sampson's Lion

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #9 (1803) First Line: The lion that on Sampson roar'd Lyrics: 1 The lion that on Sampson roar'd, And thirsted for his blood; With honey afterwards was stor'd, And furnish'd him with food. 2 Believers, as they pass along, With many lions meet; But gather sweetness from the strong, And from the eater, meat. 3 The lions rage and roar in vain, For Jesus is their shield; Their losses prove a certain gain, Their troubles comfort yield. 4 The world and Satan join their strength, To fill their soul with fears; But crops of joy they reap at length, From what they sow in tears. 5 Afflictions make them love the word, Stir up their hearts to pray'r; And many precious proofs afford Of their Redeemer's care. 6 The lions roar, but cannot kill; Then fear them not my friends; They bring us, though against their will, The honey Jesus sends. Languages: English

When Hannah press'd with grief

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #10 (1803) Languages: English

When first my soul enlisted

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #12 (1803) Languages: English

Ask What I Shall Give Thee

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #14 (1803) First Line: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Lyrics: 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer pray'r He himself has bid thee pray; Therefore will not say thee nay. 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. 3 With my burden I begin, Lord, remove this load of sin! Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord! I come to thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 5 As the image in the glass Answers the beholder's face; Thus unto my heart appear, Print thine own resemblance there. 6 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. 7 Shew me what I have to do, Ev'ry hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me live the people's death. Languages: English

The Meal and Cruise of Oil

Hymnal: HSSC1803 #15 (1803) First Line: By the poor widow's oil and meal Lyrics: 1 By the poor widow's oil and meal Elijah was sustain'd; Though small the stock, it lasted well, For God the store maintain'd. 2 It seem'd as if from day to day, They were to eat and die; But still, though in a secret way, He sent a fresh supply. 3 Thus to his poor he still will give Just for the present hour; But for to-morrow they must live Upon his word and pow'r. 4 No barn or store-house they possess, On which they can depend; Yet have no cause to fear distress, For Jesus is their friend. 5 Then let no doubt your mind assail, Remember, God has said, "The cruise and barrel shall not fail, "My people shall be fed." 6 And thus, though faint it often seems, He keeps their grace alive; Supply'd by his refreshing streams, Their dying hopes revive. 7 Though in ourselves we have no stock, The Lord is nigh to save; His door flies open when we knock, And 'tis but ask and have. Languages: English