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Arrayed Against Our Church And Faith
Author: Harriet Auber Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8229 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Arrayed against our church and faith,
The powers of darkness rage,
And the proud tyrants of the earth
Unholy warfare wage.
2 They say, O God, Thou wilt not hear,
Thou, Lord, will not regard;
But each dark crime is known to Thee,
And meets its just reward.
3 The Father of the fatherless,
The helper of the weak,
Thy hand shall every wrong redress,
Thy voice shall comfort speak.
4 And soon shall dawn that blessèd day,
When sin and woe shall cease,
And earth, beneath Messiah’s sway,
Enjoy perpetual peace. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Arrayed Against Our Church And Faith
When Sodom's Rich But Guilty Plains
Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9499 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: When Sodom’s rich but guilty plains Lyrics: 1 When Sodom’s rich but guilty plains
To wrath divine were doomed,
Abr’am the patriarch interposed
And thus his plea assumed.
2 “Shall good and bad together fall
And undistinguished lie?
Far be this ever from the God
That rules above the sky.
3 "Shall not the judge of all the earth
Whom righteous acts delight;
Shall not the spring whence justice flows
Do ever what is right?"
4 Thus did the holy patriarch plead
When zeal, with pity warm;
And saw with joy just Lot preserved
From the sulfurous storm.
5 Let God in wrath destroy a land,
Or drown in floods a world;
Guilty they were and did deserve
In ruin to be hurled.
6 What tho’ the faint sometimes may smart
Beneath a heavier rod?
He that inflicts the blow is still
A just and righteous God.
7 The ways of Heaven, dark as they seem,
Are not without their light;
The last, that brightest day of truth
Will show that all is right. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
When Sodom's Rich But Guilty Plains
Sinner, That Slumb'rest On The Brink
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10014 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Sinner, that slumb’rest on the brink Lyrics: 1 Sinner, that slumb’rest on the brink
Of hell’s devouring lake,
O think on death, on judgment think;
What mean’st thou, sleeper? Wake.
2 Soon shall the Lord Himself descend,
The clouds before Him driv’n:
A sudden shout the earth shall rend,
And shake the powers of Heaven.
3 Myriads of angels bright shall wait,
His orders to obey;
And ransomed saints triumphant meet,
As bright and blest as they.
4 The King shall send His summons forth,
His messenger shall speed,
From east and west, from south and north,
To cite the quick and dead.
5 But, ah! what pale, what ghastly looks!
When guilty wretches come,
To hear from God’s unerring books,
Their just tho’ dreadful doom!
6 Convinced of every wanton word,
Of every daring sin,
Of speeches hard against the Lord,
And thoughts and acts unclean.
7 Save us, O Jesus, by Thy death,
And cleanse us in Thy blood;
Give us to live and die in faith,
And wait the trump of God. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Sinner, That Slumb'rest On The Brink
He Comes, The Royal Conqueror Comes
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10300 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 He comes, the royal conqueror comes,
His legions fill the sky;
Angelic trumpets rend the tombs,
And loud proclaim Him nigh.
2 Ye rebel hosts, how vain your rage
Against this sovereign Lord!
What madness bears you to engage
The terrors of His sword?
3 Bring forth, He cries, those sons of pride,
That scorned My gentle sway,
To prove the arm they once defied
Omnipotent to slay.
4 Tremendous scene of wrath divine!
How wide the vengeance spreads!
His pointed darts of lightning shine
Round their defenseless heads.
5 Now let the rebels seek that face
From which they cannot flee!
And thou, my soul, adore the grace
That sweetly conquered thee. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
He Comes, The Royal Conqueror Comes
With Radiant Beams The Sun Arose
Author: Thomas Haweis Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11073 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 With radiant beams the sun arose
On Sodom’s fated towers;
In pleasure’s round, and false repose,
They spend the cheerful hours.
2 Lot’s warning voice they mocking heard,
Their hearts, elate with pride,
No joy withheld, no danger feared—
The prophet they deride.
3 In vain he pleads, "Fly, sinner fly…
Behold destruction near!"
"Empty enthusiast," they reply,
And ridicule his fear.
4 But sudden o’er the trembling ground,
The heav’ns tremendous lower;
And streams of fire and brimstone round,
In torrents downward pour.
5 They scream…they fly…no hope remains—
Blaspheme—in flames expire;
Lot, safe in Zoar a refuge gains—
"A brand plucked from the fire."
6 Sinner, behold—the warning take;
This moment hear and fear:
For if the righteous scarce escape,
O where wilt thou appear? Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
With Radiant Beams The Sun Arose
My Soul Lies Cleaving To The Dust
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11720 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 My soul lies cleaving to the dust;
Lord, give me life divine;
From vain desires and every lust
Turn off these eyes of mine.
2 I need the influence of Thy grace
To speed me in Thy way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.
3 When sore afflictions press me down,
I need Thy quickening powers;
Thy Word that I have rested on
Shall help my heaviest hours.
4 Are not Thy mercies sovereign still,
And Thou a faithful God?
Wilt Thou not grant me warmer zeal
To run the heav’nly road?
5 Does not my heart Thy precepts love,
And long to see Thy face?
And yet how slow my spirits move
Without enlivening grace!
6 Then shall I love Thy Gospel more,
And ne’er forget Thy Word,
When I have felt its quickening power,
To draw me near the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
My Soul Lies Cleaving To The Dust
Lord, Thou Hast Scourged Our Guilty Land
Author: Joel Barlow Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14440 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Lord Thou hast scourged our guilty land Lyrics: 1 Lord Thou hast scourged our guilty land,
Behold Thy people mourn;
Shall vengeance ever guide Thy hand?
And mercy ne’er return?
2 Beneath the terrors of Thine eye,
Earth’s haughty towers decay;
Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky,
And mortals melt away.
3 Our Zion trembles at Thy stroke,
And dreads Thy lifted hand!
Oh, heal the people Thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.
4 Exalt Thy banner in the field,
For those that fear Thy name;
From barbarous hosts our nation shield,
And put our foes to shame.
5 Attend our armies to the fight,
And be their guardian God;
In vain shall numerous powers unite,
Against Thy lifted rod.
6 Our troops beneath Thy guiding hand,
Shall gain a glad renown:
’Tis God who makes the feeble stand,
And treads the mighty down. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Lord, Thou Hast Scourged Our Guilty Land
O Holy Father, Righteous God!
Author: Paul B. Henkel Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14468 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 O Holy Father, righteous God!
Our souls are filled with fear;
Thy punishments, Thy scourge and rod,
Have now approachèd near.
2 Distressèd and alarmed we stand,
To see our awful state;
Thy judgments on our guilty land,
Are what we must await.
3 Thy punishments are very just,
O Lord, we must confess;
We should be humbled to the dust,
Who have abused Thy grace.
4 How long have we abused Thy Word,
And run the sinful course;
Well we deserve to feel the sword
With all its weight and force.
5 In many ways have we been warned
To turn from these our ways;
But all Thy mercies we have spurned,
And slighted all Thy grace.
6 But O, the time is come at last,
When we must feel the shock;
God’s righteous sentence now is passed,
And justice strikes the stroke.
7 O, whither can such creatures flee?
Such as we are indeed!
But unto Thee, O Lord! to Thee
Whose promises we plead.
Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
O Holy Father, Righteous God!
The Fig Tree Near The Wayside Showed
Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14558 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 The fig tree near the wayside showed
Its bright leaves from afar,
But those green leaves, which looked so fair,
Now sere and blighted are.
2 Green leaves it had, but fruit had none;
Christ came and looked for fruit;
"Let none e’er eat of thee," He said;
It withered to the root.
3 "Have faith in God"—yon city now
Shines brightly in the sun;
Christ searches it; it shows much leaf,
But fruit of faith has none.
4 Soon Christ Himself will withered seem
By that proud city’s scorn;
But Passion-tide will lead Him forth
To a bright Easter morn.
4 "Have faith in God." Be not perplexed
By Calvary’s suffering;
From that dark winter Christ revives
To an eternal spring.
5 "Have faith in God"; that city proud—
That leafy, barren tree—
Will, by the lightnings of His Word,
Withered for ever be.
6 The hypocrite and evil man
May flourish in the breeze
Of wayside earthly fame; but God
Will blight all barren trees.
7 Root us in faith, make us bear fruit
Of holiness and love;
So may we ever flourish, Lord,
In paradise above.
8 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Eternal glory be;
O praise and bless with songs of joy
One God, and Persons Three. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
The Fig Tree Near The Wayside Showed
Quickly My Days Have Passed Away
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16085 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Quickly my days have passed away,
[or, How quick my days have passed away,]
How soon alas, they’re gone!
Life’s gayest scenes decline in haste,
Just like the setting sun.
2 Always in motion, ne’er at rest,
My minutes onward roll;
Swift to pursue their destined course,
And soon will reach the goal.
3 Eternal pains or endless joys
Stand waiting at the door;
The moments past or those to come,
Are not within my power.
4 God of my strength and of my hope,
In whom I live and move,
Help me by Thine instructive grace
The present to improve.
5 And if through this revolving year,
Thou shouldst my life prolong,
Oh may Thy wisdom guide my steps,
Thy praise employ my tongue. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Quickly My Days Have Passed Away
