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The wretched prodigal behold

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R40 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The wretched prodigal behold in mis’ry lying low, whom vice had sunk from high estate, and plung'd in want and woe. 2 While I, despis'd and scorn'd, he cries, starve in a foreign land, the meanest in my father’s house is fed with bounteous hand: 3 I’ll go, and with a mourning voice, fall down before his face: Father! I’ve sinn'd ‘gainst Heav’n and thee, nor can deserve thy grace. 4 He said, and hasten'd to his home, to seek his father’s love; that father sees him from afar, and all his bowels move. 5 He ran, and fell upon his neck, embrac'd and kissed his son: the grieving prodigal bewail'd the follies he had done. 6 No more, my father, can I hope to find paternal grace; my utmost wish is to obtain a servant’s humble place. 7 Bring forth the fairest robe for him, the joyful father said; to him each mark of grace be shown, and ev’ry honour paid. 8 A day of feasting I ordain; let mirth and song abound: my son was dead, and lives again! was lost, and now is found! 9 Thus joy abounds in paradise among the hosts of heav’n, soon as the sinner quits his sins, repents, and is forgiv’n. Scripture: Luke 15:13-25 Languages: English Tune Title: BALLERMA

Take comfort, Christians, when your friends

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R53a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Take comfort, Christians, when your friends in Jesus fall asleep; their better being never ends; why then dejected weep? 2 Why inconsolable, as those to whom no hope is giv’n? Death is the messenger of peace, and calls the soul to heav’n. 3 As Jesus dy'd, and rose again victorious from the dead; so his disciples rise, and reign with their triumphant Head. 4 The time draws nigh, when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend, and the last trumpet’s awful voice the heavens and earth shall rend. 5 Then they who live shall changed be, and they who sleep shall wake; the graves shall yield their ancient charge, and earth’s foundations shake. 6 The saints of God, from death set free, with joy shall mount on high; the heav’nly hosts with praises loud shall meet them in the sky, 7 Together to their Father’s house with joyful hearts they go; and dwell for ever with the Lord, beyond the reach of woe. 8 A few short years of evil past, we reach the happy shore, where death-divided friends at last shall meet, to part no more. Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 Languages: English Tune Title: BALLERMA

How wretched was our former state

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R56a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How wretched was our former state, when, slaves to Satan’s sway, with hearts disorder'd and impure, o’erwhelmed in sin we lay! 2 But, O my soul! for ever praise, for ever love his name, who turn'd thee from the fatal paths of folly, sin, and shame. 3 Vain and presumptuous is the trust which in our works we place, salvation from a higher source flows to the human race. 4 ’Tis from the mercy of our God that all our hopes begin; his mercy sav'd our souls from death, and wash'd our souls from sin. 5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed, its sacred fire imparts, refines our dross, and love divine rekindles in our hearts. 6 Thence rais'd from death, we live anew; and, justify'd by grace, we hope in glory to appear, and see our Father’s face. 7 Let all who hold this faith and hope in holy deeds abound; thus faith approves itself sincere, by active virtue crown'd. Scripture: Titus 3:3-9 Languages: English Tune Title: BEDFORD (1st form)

How wretched was our former state

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R56b (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How wretched was our former state, when, slaves to Satan’s sway, with hearts disorder'd and impure, o’erwhelmed in sin we lay! 2 But, O my soul! for ever praise, for ever love his name, who turn'd thee from the fatal paths of folly, sin, and shame. 3 Vain and presumptuous is the trust which in our works we place, salvation from a higher source flows to the human race. 4 ’Tis from the mercy of our God that all our hopes begin; his mercy sav'd our souls from death, and wash'd our souls from sin. 5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed, its sacred fire imparts, refines our dross, and love divine rekindles in our hearts. 6 Thence rais'd from death, we live anew; and, justify'd by grace, we hope in glory to appear, and see our Father’s face. 7 Let all who hold this faith and hope in holy deeds abound; thus faith approves itself sincere, by active virtue crown'd. Scripture: Titus 3:3-9 Languages: English Tune Title: BEDFORD (2nd form)

In life's gay morn, when sprightly youth

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R16 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 In life’s gay morn, when sprightly youth with vital ardour glows, and shines in all the fairest charms which beauty can disclose; 2 deep on thy soul, before its pow'rs are yet by vice enslav'd, be thy Creator’s glorious name and character engrav'd. 3 For soon the shades of grief shall cloud the sunshine of thy days, and cares, and toils, in endless round, encompass all thy ways. 4 Soon shall thy heart the woes of age in mournful groans deplore, and sadly muse on former joys, that now return no more. Scripture: Ecclesiastes 12:1 Languages: English Tune Title: BELMONT

While others crowd the house of mirth

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R14 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 While others crowd the house of mirth, and haunt the gaudy show, let such as would with Wisdom dwell, frequent the house of woe. 2 Better to weep with those who weep, and share th’ afflicted’s smart, than mix with fools in giddy joys that cheat and wound the heart. 3 When virtuous sorrow clouds the face, and tears bedim the eye, the soul is led to solemn thought, and wafted to the Sky. 4 The wise in heart revisit oft grief’s dark sequester'd cell; the thoughtless still with levity and mirth delight to dwell. 5 The noisy laughter of the fool is like the crackling sound of blazing thorns, which quickly fall in ashes to The ground. Scripture: Ecclesiastes 6:2-6 Languages: English Tune Title: BRISTOL

Naked as from the earth we came

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R3 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Naked as from the earth we came, and enter'd life at first; naked we to the earth return, and mix with kindred dust. 2 Whate’er we fondly call our own belongs to heav’n’s great Lord; the blessings lent us for a day are soon to be restor'd. 3 ’Tis God that lifts our comforts high, or sinks them in the grave: he gives; and, when he takes away, he takes but what he gave. Then, ever blessed be his name! his goodness swell'd our store; his justice but resumes its own; ’tis ours still to adore. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English Tune Title: CAITHNESS

Thus speaks the high and lofty One

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R27 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Thus speaks the high and lofty One; ye tribes of earth, give ear; The words of your Almighty King with sacred rev’rence hear: 2 amidst the majesty of heav’n my throne is fixed on high; and through eternity I hear the praises of the sky: 3 Yet, looking down, I visit oft the humble hallow'd cell; and with the penitent who mourn ’tis my delight to dwell; 4 the downcast spirit to revive, the sad in soul to cheer; and from the bed of dust the man to heart contrite to rear. 5 With me dwells no relentless wrath against the human race; the souls which I have form'd shall find a refuge in my grace. Scripture: Isaiah 57:15-16 Languages: English Tune Title: CAITHNESS

When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: IPH2004 #H3 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, o’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, and mercy may be sought, my heart with inward horror shrinks; and trembles at the thought; 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd in majesty severe, and sit in judgement on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But thou hast told the troubled mind, who doth her sins lament, the timely grief for errors past shall future woe prevent. 5 Then see the sorrows of my heart, ere yet it be too late; and hear my Saviour’s dying groans, to give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair of mercy at thy throne, Who knows thine only Son has dy'd thy justice to atone. Languages: English Tune Title: CHESHIRE

How still and peaceful is the grave!

Hymnal: IPH2004 #R4a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How still and peaceful is the grave! where, life’s vain tumults past, th’ appointed house, by Heav’n’s decree, receives us all at last. 2 The wicked there from troubling cease; their passions rage no more; and there the weary pilgrim rests from all the toils he bore. 3 There rest the pris’ners, now releas'd from slav'ry’s sad abode; no more they hear th’ oppressor’s voice, or dread the tyrant’s rod. 4 There servants, masters, small and great, partake the same repose; and there, in peace, the ashes mix of those who once were foes. 5 All, levell'd by the hand of Death, lie sleeping in the tomb; till God, in judgment calls them forth, to meet their final doom. Scripture: Job 3:17-20 Languages: English Tune Title: COLESHILL