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Ye nations all, on you I call

Hymnal: SH1835 #78 (1854) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1. Ye nations all, on you I call, come, hear this declaration. And don't refuse this glorious news of Jesus and salvation. To royal Jews came first the news of Christ the great Messiah, As was foretold by prophets old, Isaiah, Jeremiah. 2. To Abraham the promise came, and to his seed for ever, A light to shine in Isaac's line, by scripture we discover; Hail, promised morn! the Savior's born, the glorious Mediator-- God's blessed Word made flesh and blood, assumed the human nature. 3. His parents poor in earthly store, to entertain the stranger They found no bed to lay his head, but in the ox's manger: No royal things, as used by kings, were seen by those that found him, But in the hay the stranger lay, with swaddling bands around him. 4. On the same night a glorious light to shepherds there appeared, Bright angels came in shining flame, they saw and greatly feared. The angels said, "Be not afraid, although we much alarm you, We do appear good news to bear, as now we will inform you. 5. "The city's name is Bethlehem, in which God hath appointed, This glorious morn a Savior's born, for him God hath anointed; By this you'll know, if you will go, to see this little stranger, His lovely charms in Mary's arms, both lying in a manger." 6. When this was said, straightway was made a glorious sound from heaven Each flaming tongue an anthem sung, "To men a Savior's given, In Jesus' name, the glorious theme, we elevate our voices, At Jesus' birth be peace on earth, meanwhile all heaven rejoices." 7. Then with delight they took their flight, and winged their way to glory, The shepherds gazed and were amazed, to hear the pleasing story; To Bethlehem they quickly came, the glorious news to carry, And in the stall they found them all, Joseph, the Babe, and Mary. 8. The shepherds then returned again to their own habitation, With joy of heart they did depart, now they have found salvation. Glory, they cry, to God on high, who sent his Son to save us This glorious morn the Savior's born, his name it is Christ Jesus. Languages: English Tune Title: THE BABE OF BETHLEHEM

Come, all you weary travellers

Hymnal: SH1835 #79 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1. Come, all you weary travellers; Come, let us join and sing, The everlasting praises Of Jesus Christ, our King; We've had a tedious journey, And tiresome, it is true; But see how many dangers The Lord has brought us through. 2. At first when Jesus found us, He called us unto him, And pointed out the danger Of falling into sin; The world, the flesh, and Satan, Will prove a fatal snare, Unless we do resist them, By faith and fervent prayer. 3. But by our disobedience, With sorrow we confess, We've had too long to wander In a dark wilderness Where we might soon have fainted, In that enchanted ground, But Jesus interposed, And pleasant fruits were found. 4. Gracious foretastes of heaven Give life, and health, and peace, Revive our drooping spirits, And faith and love increase; Confessing Christ, our master, Obeying his command, We hasten on our journey, Unto the promised land. Languages: English Tune Title: THE TRAVELLER

Jesus, thou art all the sinner's friend

Hymnal: SH1835 #80 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend, As such I look to thee; Now in the bowels of thy love, O Lord, remember me. Languages: English Tune Title: PISGAH

Come, Christians, be valiant, our Jesus is near us

Hymnal: SH1835 #81 (1854) Meter: 12.11 Lyrics: 1. Come, Christians, be valiant, our Jesus is near us, We'll conquer the powers of darkness and sin; Through grace and the Spirit we'll glory inherit, And peace, like a river, give comfort within. 2. We have trials and cares, and hardships and losses, But heaven will pay us for all that we bear; We'll soon end in pleasures and glory for ever, And bright crowns of glory for ever we'll wear. 3. Young converts, be humble, the prospect is blooming, The wings of kind angels around you are spread; While some are oppressed with sin and are mourning, The spirits of joy upon you is shed. 4. Live near to our Captain, and always obey him, This world, flesh, and Satan must all be denied; Both care and diligence, and prayer without ceasing, Will safe land young converts to riches on high. 5. O mourners, God bless you, don't faint in the spirit, Believe, and the Spirit our pardon he'll give; He's now interceding and pleading his merit, Give up, and your souls he will quickly receive. 6. If truly a mourner, he's promised you comfort, His good promises stand in his sacred word; O hearken and hear them, all glory, all glory, The mourners are filled with the presence of God. 7. O sinners, my bowels do move with desire; Why stand you gazing on the works of the Lord? O fly from the flames of devouring fire, And wash your pollution in Jesus's blood. 8. Brethren, in sweet gales we are all breezing, My soul feels the mighty, the heavenly flame; I'm now on my journey, my faith is increasing, All glory and praise to God and the Lamb. Languages: English Tune Title: FAREWELL [1]

Come, all ye young people of every relation,

Hymnal: SH1835 #81b (1854) Meter: 12.11 Lyrics: 1. Come, all ye young people of every relation, Come listen awhile, and to you I will tell How I was first called to seek for salvation, Redemption in Jesus who saved me from hell. 2. I was not yet sixteen when Jesus first called me, To think of my soul, and the state I was in; I saw myself standing a distance from Jesus, Between me and him was a mountain of sin. 3. The devil perceived that I was convinced, He strove to persuade me that I was too young, That I would get weary before my ascension, And wish that I had not so early begun. 4. Sometimes he'd persuade me that Jesus was partial, When he was a setting of poor sinners free, That I was forsaken, and quite reprobated, And there was no mercy at all for poor me. 5. But glory to Jesus, his love's not confined To princes, nor men of a nobler degree; His love it flows bounteous to all human creatures, He died for poor sinners, when nailed to the tree. 6. And when I was groaning in sad lamentation, My soul overwhelmed in sorrow and in sin, He drew near me in mercy, and looked on me in pity, He pardoned my sins, and he gave me relief. 7. And now I've found favor in Jesus my Savior, And all his commandments I'm bound to obey; I trust he will keep me from all Satan's power, Till he shall think proper to call me away. 8. So farewell, young people, if I can't persuade you To leave off your follies and go with a friend, I'll follow my Savior, in whom I've found favor My days to his glory I'm bound for to spend. Languages: English Tune Title: FAREWELL [2]

There was a Romish lady

Hymnal: SH1835 #82 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1. There was a Romish lady brought up in popery, Her mother always taught her that the priest she must obey; O pardon me dear mother, I humbly pray thee now For unto these false idols I can no longer bow. 2. Assisted by her handmaid, a Bible she concealed, And there she gained instruction, till God his love revealed; No more she prostrates herself to pictures decked with gold, But soon she was betrayed, and her Bible from her stole. 3. I'll bow to my dear Jesus, I'll worship God unseen, I'll live by faith for ever, the works of men are vain; I cannot worship angels, nor pictures made my men; Dear mother, use your pleasure, but pardon if you can. 4. With grief and great vexation, her mother straight did go To inform the Roman clergy the cause of all her woe: The priests were soon assembled, and for the maid did call, And forced her in the dungeon, to fright her soul withal. 5. The more they strove to fright her, the more she did endure, Although her age was tender, her faith was strong and sure. The chains of gold so costly they from this lady took, And she with all her spirits, the pride of life forsook. 6. Before the pope they brought her, in hopes of her return, And there she was condemned in horrid flames to burn. Before the place of torment they brought her speedily, With lifted hands to heaven, she then agreed to die. 7. There being many ladies assembled at the place, She raised her eyes to heaven, and begged supplying grace Weep not, ye tender ladies, shed not a tear for me-- While my poor body's burning, my soul the Lord shall see. 8. Yourselves you need to pity, and Zion's deep decay; Dear ladies, turn to Jesus, no longer make delay. In comes her raving mother, her daughter to behold, And in her hand she brought her pictures decked with gold. 9. O take from me these Idols remove them from my sight; Restore to me my Bible, wherein I take delight. Alas, my aged mother, why on my ruin bent? 'Twas you that did betray me, but I am innocent. 10. Tormentors, use your pleasure, and do as you think best-- I hope my blessed Jesus will take my soul to rest. Soon as these words were spoken, up steps the man of death, And kindled up the fire to stop her mortal breath. 11. Instead of golden bracelets, with chains they bound her fast; She cried, "My God give power now must I die at last? With Jesus and his angels for ever I shall dwell, God pardon priest and people, and so I bid farewell." Languages: English Tune Title: THE ROMISH LADY

Dark and thorny is the desert

Hymnal: SH1835 #83 (1854) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1. Dark and thorny is the desert, Through which pilgrims make their way; But beyond this vale of sorrows Lie the fields of endless day. Fiends, loud howling through the desert, Make them tremble as they go; And the fiery darts of Satan Often bring their courage low. 2. O, young soldiers, are you weary Of the troubles of the way? Does your strength begin to fail you, And your vigor to decay? Jesus, Jesus, will go with you, He will lead you to his throne; He who dyed his garments for you, And the wine press trod alone. 3. He whose thunder shakes creation, He who bids the planets roll; He who rides upon the tempest, And whose sceptre sways the whole. Round him are ten thousand angels, Ready to obey command; They are always hovering round you, Till you reach the heavenly land. 4. There, on flowery hills of pleasure, In the fields of endless rest, Love, and joy, and peace shall ever Reign and triumph in your breast. Who can paint those scenes of glory, Where the ransomed dwell on high? Where the golden harps for ever Sound redemption through the sky? 5. Millions there of flaming seraphs Fly across the heavenly plain; There they sing immortal praise-- Glory! glory! is their strain: But methinks a sweeter concert Makes the heavenly arches ring, And a song is heard in Zion Which the angels cannot sing. 6. See the heavenly host, in rapture, Gaze upon this shining band; Wondering at their costly garments, And the laurels in their hand! There, upon the golden pavement, See the ransomed march along, While the splendid courts of glory Sweetly echo to their song. 7. O their crowns, how bright they sparkle! Such as monarchs never wear; They are gone to heavenly pastures-- Jesus is their Shepherd there. Hail, ye happy, happy spirits! Welcome to this blissful plain!-- Glory, honor, and salvation! Reign, sweet Shepherd, ever reign. Languages: English Tune Title: THORNY DESERT

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast

Hymnal: SH1835 #84 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve. 2. I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose; I know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. Languages: English Tune Title: SALVATION

The day of the Lord--the day of salvation

Hymnal: SH1835 #84b (1854) Meter: 11.11.6.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1. The day of the Lord--the day of salvation, The day of his wrath and dire indignation Is swiftly coming on; It surely will appear; And you and I must meet it With ecstasy or fear. Languages: English Tune Title: DAY OF JUDGMENT

A story most lovely I'll tell

Hymnal: SH1835 #85 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8. Lyrics: 1. A story most lovely I'll tell, Of Jesus (O wondrous surprise!) He suffered the torments of hell, That sinners, vile sinners might rise: He left his exalted abode, When man by transgression was lost; Appeasing the wrath of a God, He shed forth his blood as the cost. 2. O, did my dear Jesus thus bleed, And pity a ruined lost race! O, whence did such mercy proceed, Such boundless compassion and grace! His body bore anguish and pain, His spirit 'most sunk with the load; A short time before he was slain, His sweat was as great drops of blood. 3. O, was it for crimes I had done, The Savior was hailed with a kiss! By Judas the traitor alone; Was ever compassion like this? The ruffians all joined in a band, Confined him and led him away, The cords wrapped around his sweet hands, O sinner! look at him I pray. 4. To Pilate's stone pillar when led, His body was lashed with whips: It never by any was said, A railing word dropped from his lips: They made him a crown out of thorns; The smote him and did him abuse; The clothed him with crimson, in scorn, And hailed him, the King of the Jews. 5. They loaded the Lamb with the cross, And drove him up Calvary's hill; Come, mourners, a moment and pause, All nature looked solemn and still! They rushed the nails through his hands, Transfixed and tortured his feet; O brethren, see passive he stands; To look at the sight it is great! 6. He cried, My Father, my God, Forsaken! thou'st left me in pain! The cross was all colored with blood, The temple vail bursted in twain: He groaned his last and he died, The sun it refused to shine; They rushed the spear in his side; This lovely Redeemer is mine. 7. He fought the hard battle, and won The victory, and gives it most free: O Christians! look forward and run, In hopes that his kingdom you'll see; When he in the clouds shall appear, With angels all at his command, And thousands of Christians be there, All singing with harps in a band. 8. How pleasant an happy the view! Enjoying such beams of delight! His beauty to Christians he'll show, O Jesus, I long for the sight! I long to mount up in the skies, In Paradise make my abode, And sing of salvation on high, And rest with a pacified God. Languages: English Tune Title: THE SUFFERINGS OF CHRIST