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O thou, before whose gracious throne

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #432 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 O thou, before whose gracious throne We bow our suppliant spirits down, Thou know'st the anxious cares we feel, And all our trembling lips would tell. 2 Avert thy swift desolating stroke, Nor smite the shepherd of the flock; Restore him, sinking to the grave, Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save; 3 But if our supplications fail, And prayer's and tears cannot prevail: Be thou his strength, be thou his stay: Support him through the gloomy way. 4 Around him may thy angels stand, Waiting the signal of thy hand, To bid his happy spirit rise, And bear him to their native skies. Languages: English

Consider all my sorrows, Lord!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #434 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord! And thy deliv'rance send. My soul for thy salvation faints; When will my troubles end? 2 Yet I have found, 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 This is the comfort I enjoy When new distress begins; I read thy word, I run thy ways, And hate my former sins. 4 Had not thy word been my delight, When earthly joys were fled; My soul, oppress'd with sorrow's weight Had sunk amongst the dead. 5 I know, thy judgments, Lord! are right, Though they may seem severe; The sharpest suff'rings I endure Flow from thy faithful care. Languages: English

Diseases are thy servants, Lord!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #436 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Diseases are thy servants, Lord! they come at thy command. I'll not attempt a murmuring word Against thy chast'ning hand. 2 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were: May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear. 3 But, if my life be spar'd awhile, Before my last remove: Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Languages: English

I love the Lord; he heard my cries

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #440 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord; he heard my cries, and pity'd ev'ry groan: Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his ear; And chased my griefs away. O let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! 3 Among the saints that fill thine house, My off'ring shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 4 The Lord behold me sore distrest; He bade my pains remove. Return, my soul, to God, thy rest; For thou hast known his love. Languages: English

When o'er the trodden paths of life

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #442 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 When o'er the trodden paths of life, Backwards I turn mine eyes: What varied scenes, throughout the road, Awaken my surprise! 2 Thousands, to whom my natal hour Imparted vital breath, Just look'd on life, and clos'd their eyes In the fast sleep of death. 3 Thousands, who climb'd to manhood's stage; Safe through unnumber'd snares; Travell'd not far, before they sunk Amidst its thorns and cares. 4 Follow'd through ev'ry changing stage, With goodness all my days: Deny me not a heart to love, A tongue to speak thy praise. 5 Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee, Echo along the road. O may I join those endless songs, That fill thy blest abode. Languages: English

When blooming youth is snatch'd away

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #445 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 When blooming youth is snatch'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, imprest With awful pow'r,--I too must die, Sink deep in ev'ry breast. 3 Let this vain world delude no more; Behold the gaping tomb! It bids us seize the present hour; To-morrow death may come. 4 The voice of this alarming scene, May ev'ry heart obey; Nor be the heav'nly warming vain, Which calls to watch and pray. Languages: English

Though nature's voice you must obey

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #448 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Though nature's voice you must obey, Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow, That hand, which takes your joys away, That sov'reign hand can heal your woe. 2 And, while your mournful thoughts deplore The parent gone, remov'd the friend! With hearts resign'd, his grace adore, On whom your nobler hopes depend. 3 Does he not bid his children come Through death's dark shades to realms of light? Yet, when he calls them to their home Shall fond survivors mourn their flight? 4 His word--here let your souls rely-- Immortal consolation gives: Your heav'nly Father cannot die, Th'eternal Friend for ever lives. 5 O be that best of friends your trust; On his almighty arm recline. He, when your comforts sink in dust, Can give you comforts more divine. Languages: English

Now, in the heat of youthful blood

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #452 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Now, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God. Behold, the months come hast'ning on, When you shall say, "My joys are gone!" 2 God from on high beholds your thoughts; His book records your secret faults: The works of darkness men have done Must all appear before the sun. 3 Behold, the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With bitt'rest curses on his head. 4 The dust returns to dust again; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God, not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 5 God of the young! turn off their eyes From earth's alluring vanities; And let the warnings of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord! Languages: English

Hosannah with a cheerful sound

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #399 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Hosanna with a cheerful sound To God's upholding hand! Ten thousand snares our path surround, And yet secure we stand. 2 How wondrous is that mighty pow'r Which form'd us with a word! And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour, We lean upon the Lord. 3 The ev'ning rests our weary head, And mercy guards the room. We wake, and we admire the bed That was not made our tomb. 4 The rising morn cannot assure, That we shall end the day; For death stands ready at the door To take our lives away. 5 God is our Sun, whose daily light Our joy and safety brings; Our feeble frame lies safe at night Beneath his shady wings. Languages: English

Lord of my life! O may thy praise

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #400 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Lord of my life! O may thy praise Employ my noblest pow'rs, Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours! 2 Preserv'd by thy almighty arm, I pass the shades of night, Serene and safe from ev'ry harm, And see returning light. 3 While many spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes And undisturb'd repose. 4 When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread, And I unconscious lay; Thy watchful care was round my bed, To guard my feeble clay. 5 O let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; From ev'ry trespass, ev'ry snare, My heedless steps defend. 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. Languages: English