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The voice of my Beloved sounds

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #561 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: The voice of my Beloved sounds Over the rocks and rising grounds; O'er hills of guilt and seas of grief He leaps, he flies to my relief. Now through the veil of flesh I see With eyes of love he looks at me; Now in the gospel's clearest glass He shows the beauties of his face. Gently he draws my heart along, Both with his beauties and his tongue; "Rise," saith my Lord, "make haste away, No mortal joys are worth thy stay. "The Jewish wintry state is gone, The mists are fled, the spring comes on; The sacred turtle-dove we hear Proclaim the new, the joyful year. "Th' immortal vine of heav'nly root Blossoms, and buds, and gives her fruit:" Lo! we are come to taste the wine; Our souls rejoice, and bless the vine. And when we hear our Jesus say, "Rise up, my love, make haste away!" Our hearts would fain outfly the wind, And leave all earthly loves behind. Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:8-13 Languages: English
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Hark! the Redeemer from on high

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #562 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: [Hark! the Redeemer from on high Sweetly invites his fav'rites nigh; From caves of darkness and of doubt, He gently speaks, and calls us out. "My dove, who hidest in the rock, Thine heart almost with sorrow broke, Lift up thy face, forget thy fear, And let thy voice delight mine ear. "Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet; My graces in thy count'nance meet; Though the vain world thy face despise, 'Tis bright and comely in mine eyes." Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives The hope thine invitation gives; To thee our joyful lips shall raise The voice of prayer and of praise.] [I am my Love's, and he is mine; Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join; Nor let a motion, nor a word, Nor thought, arise to grieve my Lord. My soul to pastures fair he leads, Amongst the lilies where he feeds Amongst the saints, whose robes are white, Washed in his blood, is his delight. Till the day break, and shadows flee, Till the sweet dawning light I see, Thine eyes to me-ward often turn, Nor let my soul in darkness mourn. Be like a hart on mountains green, Leap o'er the hills of fear and sin; Nor guilt nor unbelief divide My Love, my Savior, from my side.] Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:14-17 Languages: English
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Often I seek my Lord by night

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #563 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: Often I seek my Lord by night, Jesus, my Love, my soul's delight; With warm desire and restless thought I seek him oft, but find him not. Then I arise and search the street, Till I my Lord, my Savior meet: I ask the watchmen of the night, "Where did you see my soul's delight?" Sometimes I find him in my way, Directed by a heav'nly ray; I leap for joy to see his face, And hold him fast in mine embrace. [I bring him to my mother's home, Nor does my Lord refuse to come To Zion's sacred chambers, where My soul first drew the vital air. He gives me there his bleeding heart, Pierced for my sake with deadly smart; I give my soul to him, and there Our loves their mutual tokens share.] I charge you, all ye earthly toys, Approach not to disturb my joys; Nor sin nor hell come near my heart, Nor cause my Savior to depart. Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:1-5 Languages: English
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Daughters of Zion, come, behold

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #564 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: Daughters of Zion, come, behold The crown of honor and of gold Which the glad church, with joys unknown, Placed on the head of Solomon. Jesus, thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which we bring; Accept the well-deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to thee; Like the dear hour when from above We first received thy pledge of love. The gladness of that happy day, Our hearts would wish it long to stay; Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. Each following minute, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys, Till we are raised to sing thy name At the great supper of the Lamb. O that the months would roll away, And bring that coronation day! The King of Grace shall fill the throne, With all his Father's glories on. Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:11 Languages: English
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Ye sons of Adam, vain and young

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #593 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: Ye sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue, Taste the delights your souls desire, And give a loose to all your fire; Pursue the pleasures you design, And cheer your hearts with songs and wine; Enjoy the day of mirth, but know There is a day of judgment too. God from on high beholds your thoughts, His book records your secret faults; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun. The vengeance to your follies due Should strike your hearts with terror through: How will you stand before his face, Or answer for his injured grace? Almighty God! turn off their eyes From these alluring vanities; And let the thunder of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord. Scripture: Ecclesiastes 11:9 Languages: English
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A Charge to Keep I Have

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #659 (1990) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Conscience; Conscience Lyrics: 1 A charge to keep I have, a God to glorify, a never-dying soul to save, and fit it for the sky. 2 To serve the present age, my calling to fulfill, O may it all my powers engage to do my Master's will! 3 Arm me with watchful care as in thy sight to live, and oh, thy servant, Lord, prepare a strict account to give! 4 Help me to watch and pray, and still on thee rely, O let me not my trust betray, but press to realms on high. Scripture: Mark 14:38 Languages: English Tune Title: BOYLSTON
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Admidst thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XXXVIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Guilt of Conscience and Relief Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father’s chast'ning prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my Father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my pow'rs are whole: My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, And ev'ry sigh and every groan Is noticed by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. [8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die.] Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Lord, when my Tho'ts with Wonder roll

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.V (1766) Topics: Peace of Conscience Lyrics: 1 Lord, when my Tho'ts with Wonder roll O'er the sharp Sorrows of thy Soul; And read my Maker's broken Laws, Repair'd and honour'd by thy Cross: 2 When I behold Death, Hell, and Sin, Vanquish'd by that dear Blood of thine, And see the Man that groan'd and dy'd Sit glorious by his Father's Side: 3 My Passions rise and soar above, I'm wing'd with Faith, and fir'd with Love; Fain would I reach eternal Things, And learn the Notes that Gabriel sings. 4 But my Heart fails, my Tongue complains, For Want of their immortal Strains; And in such humble Notes as these Must fall below thy Victories. 5 Well, the kind Minute must appear, When we shall leave these Bodies here; These Clogs of Clay, and mount on high, To join the Songs above the Sky. Languages: English
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Lord, how secure and blest are they

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LVII (1766) Topics: Pleasure of a Good Conscience Lyrics: 1 Lord, how secure and blest are they, Who feel the Joys of pardon'd Sin; Should Storms of Wrath shake Earth and Sea, Their Minds have Heav'n and Peace within. 2 The Day glides sweetly o'er their Heads, Made up of Innocence and Love; And soft and silent as the Shades, Their nightly Minutes gently move. [3 Quick as their Thoughts their Joys come on, But fly not half so swift away, Their Souls are ever bright as Noon, And calm as Summer Ev'nings be. 4 How oft they look to heav'nly Hills, Where Groves of living Pleasure grow, And longing Hopes and chearful Smiles Sit undisturb'd upon their Brow.] 5 They scorn to seek our golden Toys, But spend the Day, and share the Night In numb'ring o'er the richer Joys That Heav'n prepares for their Delight. 6 While wretched we like Worms and Moles Lie grov'ling in the Dust below; Almighty Grace, renew our Souls, And we'll aspire to Glory too. Languages: English
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Where do You Stand To-night?

Author: John R. Clements Hymnal: Service Songs for Young People's Societies, Sunday Schools and Church Prayer Meetings #9 (1913) Topics: Conscience First Line: Where do you stand tonight Refrain First Line: Where, where do you stand tonight Languages: English Tune Title: [Where do you stand tonight]

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