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Come, Let Us Sing With Joyful Mirth

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Come, let us sing with joyful mirth The mystery of Immanuel’s birth, Who, virgin born, is here; The middle wall no longer stands, No flaming sword in cherub’s hands Inspires the soul with fear. 2 See, clear the pathway open lies That upward leads to paradise, Where stands the tree of life; And freely may I enter in, Whence I was driven by mortal sin, And worsted in the strife. 3 For He, the Father’s only Son, A glorious work hath now begun, Descending from above In servant’s form, though yet the Son, Unchanging while the ages run, To win us by His love. 4 Come, now, let hearts united be To laud His praises joyfully, The God-Man born today. And let Thy mercy reach us now, For pitiful and kind art Thou, O Virgin Born, we pray. Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: Hymns of the Early Church by John Brownlie (London: Morgan & Scott, 1913

To Whom In Peril And Distress

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 To whom in peril and distress While growing ills our land oppress, Should we for refuge fly? Jesus, from age to age the same, We find, confiding in Thy name, The strength of Israel nigh. 2 Of wars and rumored wars we hear, But Thy command forbids our fear, And unbelieving haste; In Thee our quiet souls we hide And safe beneath Thy wings abide, Till every storm is past. 3 Our only care Thy grace to gain And steadfast in the faith remain Which sweetly works by love, To prove Thine acceptable will And all Thy dear commands fulfill As angels do above. 4 Us, whom Thy mind and Spirit arm, Nor sword nor pestilence can harm, Nor earth or hell annoy; The plagues that on the wicked seize Can never interrupt our peace, Or rob us of our joy. 5 We thus to meet our God prepare, By constant watchfulness and prayer, By toils of love renewed, Assured that all events shall join Accomplishing Thy blest design In our eternal good. 6 O Son of Man, O God most high We on Thy faithful word rely For persevering grace, Till fully saved and counted meet We stand, in holiness complete, Before Thy glorious face. Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: The Unpublished Poetry of Charles Wesley (Vol. III) (Nashville: Abingdon Press, 1992

Behold, The Awful Day Comes On

Author: Augustus M. Toplady Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Behold, the awful day comes on, When Jesus on His righteous throne Shall in the clouds appear: With solemn pomp shall bow the sky, And, in the twinkling of an eye, Arraign us at His bar. 2 But first th’archangel’s trump shall blow, Our scattered dust its voice shall know, And quicken at the sound: The sea shall then give up her dead: And nations, starting from their bed, Shall cleave the opening ground. 3 Who shall withstand His righteous ire, When Jesus sets the clouds on fire, And makes the earth retreat? In vain shall sinners then repent. When each expiring element, Shall melt with fervent heat. 4 The dead in Christ shall first awake, The faithful few, who, for His sake, On earth were justified: Guarded by a seraphic band, Aloft they mount to His right hand, In whom they lived and died. 5 See next the guilty crowd arise. Beholding, with reluctant eyes, The glories of the Lamb; While taunting fiends impatient wait To hurl them from the judgment seat, To hell’s eternal flame. 6 Hark, as they mount, by devils borne, To meet their judge (on earth their scorn) Despairingly they cry, "Fall on us, rocks, with all your load, And screen us from the wrath of God, And hide us from His eye." 7 In vain on rocks and hills ye call, The rocks shall from their bases fall And know their place no more: The hills shall melt when God comes down, And mountains crumble at His frown, And groan beneath His power. 8 What thought can paint their black despair, Who this tremendous sentence hear, Irrevocably giv’n, "Depart, ye cursed, into hell, With everlasting burnings dwell, Remote from Me and Heav’n?" 9 But, O Thou Savior of mankind, Display Thy power, and to the blind Effectual light afford: Snatch them from unbelief and sin, And now compel them to come in, And tremble at Thy Word. 10 Methinks I hear Thy mercy plead, The voice of Him that wakes the dead Doth over sinners mourn: “Why do ye still your God forget, And madly hasten to the pit From whence is no return? 11 "Ye reasoners, make a rational choice; Listen, in time, to reason’s voice, Nor dare almighty ire: Turn, lest the hottest wrath ye feel, And find, too late, the flames of hell No metaphoric fire." Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (London: Daniel Sedgwick and Hamilton & Adams, 1775)

The Annunciation

Author: Adelia C. Graves Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: ’Twas night upon Judea’s hills Lyrics: 1 ’Twas night upon Judea’s hills, And sparkling shone her thousand rills Beneath a starry sky; While shepherds, on the dewy grass, Watched the nocturnal shadows pass, Till midnight hours drew nigh. 2 When, from the crystal walls above, The white-winged messengers of love, On joyous errand bent, Sang through each upland, glade and glen, Peace on the earth, good will to men, Your Savior now is sent. 3 Judea’s hills take up the song, Judea’s vales the strain prolong, Peace and good-will and joy. And mortal tongues, through endless days, Shall chant the same in nobler lays, And find it sweet employ. Used With Tune: FRANCES

Our Lord's Gracious Providence

Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Jehovah's counsels shall endure Topics: Assurance Declared; Blessedness Of God's Chosen; Blessedness Of Those Who Fear God; Christ Grace and Love of; Christ Providences of; Christians Believers; Christians Conscious of Safety; Christians Death of; Deliverance from death; Election Divine; Faith Confidence of; Faith Walking by; Godly Fear The Blessedness of; God Adored and Exalted; God Immutable; God Omniscient; God Preserver; God Source of All Good; God Works of; Gospel Privileges of; Hope in God; Mercy of God Prayer for the; Nations Owe Allegiance to Christ; Praise For Temporal Mercies; Purposes of God; The Righteous Deliverances of; Royalty of Christ For the Salvation of His People; Royalty of Christ Nations His Subjects; Royalty of Christ Providential; Safety Assured; Salvation God's Gift; Trust in God Blessed; Vanity Of Men and Riches; Waiting on God Scripture: Psalm 33:6-11 Used With Tune: [Jehovah's counsels shall endure]

What Angel Can the Grace Explain

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 What angel can the grace explain, That very God is very man! By love paternal given: Begins the uncreated Word; Born is the everlasting Lord; Who made both earth and Heaven! 2 Behold Him, high above all height! Him, God of God, and Light of Light, In a mean earthly shrine: Jehovah’s glory dwells with men, His person in our flesh is seen, The character divine! 3 Not with these eyes of flesh and blood, Yet lo, we still behold the God, Replete with truth and grace; The truth of holiness we see, The grace of full felicity, In our Redeemer’s face. 4 Transformed by the ecstatic sight, Our souls o’erflow with pure delight, And every moment own; The Lord our whole protection is, The Lord is our immortal bliss, And Christ and Heaven are one. Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: A Collection of Hymns for the Nativity of Our Lord and for New-Years's-Day (London: 1806)

Not Of Terrestial Mortal Themes

Author: Samuel Medley, 1738-1799 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Not of terrestrial mortal themes Lyrics: 1 Not of terrestrial mortal themes Not of the world’s delusive dreams My soul attempts to sing; But of that theme divinely true, Ever delightful, ever new— My Jesus and my king. 2 Oh could I speak the matchless worth, Oh could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Savior shine! I’d soar, and touch the heavenly strings And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine. 3 Upon the theme I’d ever dwell, And in transporting raptures tell What I in Jesus see; I’d sing with more than mortal voice, And lose my life amidst the joys Of what He is to me. 4 Prostrate before His throne I’d fall, And bless His holy name for all The riches of His grace. I’d sing how glorious power subdued, I’d sing how sovereign love renewed The vilest of the race. 5 I’d sing the precious blood He spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin, and wrath divine; I’d sing His glorious righteousness, In which all-perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine. 6 I’d sing the characters He bears, And all the forms of love He wears, Exalted on His throne; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all His glories known. 7 But ah! I’m still in clay confined, And mortal passions clog my mind, And downward drag me still; O when shall I attain the skies, And to immortal glories rise On Zion’s heavenly hill? 8 Well, the delightful day will come, When He, dear Lord! will bring me home, And I shall see His face; Then with my Savior, brother, friend, A blest eternity I’ll spend, Triumphant in His grace. Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: Hymns: The Public Worship and Private Devotions of True Christians, Assisted in some Thoughts and Verse; Principally Drown from Select Passages of the Word of God, 1789 (enlarged edition, 1794)

Now Sinner, Now What Is Thy Hope?

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Now, sinner, now what is thy hope? Lyrics: 1 Now, sinner, now what is thy hope? Canst thou with confidence look up And see the angel nigh? Is death a messenger of peace? And dost thou long for thy release? And art thou fit to die? 2 Say, if prepared for death thou art, What means that faltering of thy heart, That inly stifled groan? Why shrinks thy soul with guilty fear, And loudly warns of judgment near, Starts from a God unknown? 3 Whither, ah! whither must thou go? Poor dying wretch, thou dost not know, Doubtful so near thine end; Doubtful with whom thou first shall meet, Who first thy parting soul shall greet, An angel, or a fiend? 4 Where wilt thou ease, or comfort take? Now to thy harmless life look back, From outward vice so free; Bring all thy works, and seeming good To balance with thy guilty load, And let them plead for thee. 5 Alas! they cannot buy thy peace, The rags of thy own righteousness They cannot screen thy shame: Full of all inward sin thou art, Anger, and lust, and pride of heart; And Legion is thy name. 6 Now let thy best endeavors plead, Now lean upon that feeble reed, Thou who hast lived so well! Thy dying weight it cannot bear But breaks, and leaves thee to despair, And lets thee sink to hell. 7 Now wilt thou mock the sons of God, Who felt the Savior’s sprinkled blood, And owned their sins forgiv’n? Tell them, their peace they cannot feel, The glorious hope, the Spirit’s seal, The antepast of Heav’n. 8 Hast thou received the Holy Ghost? Poor Christless soul, undone and lost, Already damned thou art; Now tell thy Lord, "It cannot be," He did not buy the grace for thee To dwell within thy heart. 9 His inspiration now blaspheme, And call it all a madman’s dream, That God in man should dwell; Th’enthusiastic scheme explode, That souls should here be filled with God; Go laugh at saints in hell! 10 Ah! no; thy laughter ceases there, Doomed with apostate fiends to share The unbeliever’s hire; There thou shalt die the second death, And gnaw thy tongue, and gnash thy teeth, And welter in that fire. 11 Alas! thy gracious day is past: The wrath is come: what hope at last The sentence to repeal? No longer thy damnation sleeps, The soul from off thy quivering lips Is staring into hell. 12 But if thou nothing hast to plead, Behold in this thy greatest need, An advocate is nigh: Ask Him to undertake thy cause, The Man that hung upon the cross, And deigned for thee to die. 13 See Him between the dying thieves— His grace the parting soul relieves, E’en at its latest hour; Ask, and His grace shall reach to thee, “Jesus, my king, remember me, Display Thy mercy’s power. 14 Thee for my Lord and God I own, With pity see me from Thy throne, And though my body dies, My soul, if Thou Thy Spirit give, My happy soul today shall live, With Thee in paradise. Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (Bristol, England, Felix Farley, 1749)

All Wise, All Good, Almighty Lord

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1. All wise, all good, almighty Lord, Jesus, by highest Heav’n adored, Ere time its course began; How did Thy glorious mercy stoop, To take Thy fallen children up, When Thou Thyself wert man? 2. Th’eternal God from Heav’n came down; The King of glory dropped His crown And veiled His majesty; Emptied of all but love He came, Jesus, I call Thee by the name, Thy pity bore for me. 3. O holy Child, still let Thy birth Bring peace to us poor worms of earth, And praise to God on high! Come, Thou who didst my flesh assume; Now to the abject sinner come, And in a manger lie. 4. Didst Thou not in person join The natures human and divine, That God and man might be Henceforth inseparably one? Haste then and make Thy nature known Incarnated in me. 5. In my weak, sinful flesh appear, O God, be manifested here, Peace, righteousness and joy; Thy kingdom, Lord, set up within My faithful heart; and all my sin, The devil’s work, destroy. 6. I long Thy coming to confess, The mystic power of godliness, The life divine to prove: The fullness of Thy life to know, Redeemed from all my sins below, And perfected in love. 7. O Christ, my Hope, make known to me The great, the glorious mystery The hidden life impart; Come, Thou Desire of nations, come, Formed in a spotless virgin’s womb, A pure, believing heart. 8. Come quickly, dearest Lord, that I May own, tho’ Antichrist deny, Thy incarnation’s power: May cry, a witness to my Lord, Come in my flesh is Christ the Word, And I can sin no more! Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: Hymns for the Nativity of Our Lord (London: William Strahan, 1745), number 15