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The death of A Believer

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCLVI (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: In vain my fancy strives to paint Lyrics: 1 In vain my fancy strives to paint The moment after death, The glories that surround a saint, When yielding up his breath. 2 One gentle sigh his fetters breaks, We scarce can say, "he's gone!" Before the willing spirit takes Its mansions near the throne. 3 Faith strives, but all its efforts fail, To trace the spirit's flight; No eye can pierce within the veil Which hides that world of light. 4 Thus much (and this is all) we know, Saints are completely blest; Have done with sin, and care, and woe, And with their Saviour rest. 5 On harps of gold they praise his name, His face they always view; Then let us followers be of them, That we may praise him too. Topics: Saints Death of; Funeral; Saints Death of Languages: English

Vanity of the world

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCXLVIII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: In vain the giddy world inquires Lyrics: 1 In vain the giddy world inquires, Forgetful of their God, "Who will supply our vast desire, "Or shew us any good?" 2 Thro' the wide circuit of the earth Their eager wishes rove, In chace of honor, wealth, and mirth, The phantoms of their love. 3 But oft these shadowy joys elude Their most intense pursuit; Or if they seize the fancied good, There's poison in the fruit. 4 Lord, from this world call off my love, Set my affections right: Bid me aspire to joys above, And walk no more by sight. 5 O let the glories of thy face Upon my bosom shine: Assur'd of thy forgiving grace, My joys will be divine. Topics: World Vanity of Scripture: Psalm 4:6 Languages: English

An evening hymn

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCXIX (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Indulgent Father! by whose care Lyrics: 1 Indulgent Father! by whose care, I've pass'd another day, let me this night thy mercy share, And teach me how to pray. 2 Show me my sins, and how to moan My guilt before thy face; Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, And save me by thy grace. 3 Speak to my conscience, speak thou peace, Through his atoning blood; And grant me, Lord, a full release From sins' oppressive load. 4 Shew me my wants, and let me crave Nothing but what is right; Help me, by faith, on thee to live, Then change my faith to sight. 5 Open to me thy gracious ear, Great God my wants supply; confirm my hope, relieve my fear, And bid my murm'rings die. 6 Guide me through life's mysterious path, Nor let me from thee stray; Preserve my fleeting, mortal breath Through each revolving day. 7 Let each returning night declare The tokens of thy love; And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare My soul for joys above. 8 And when on earth I close mine eyes, To sleep in death's embrace, Let me to heav'n and glory rise, T' enjoy thy smiling face. Topics: Evening Languages: English

Christ the desire of all nations

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #XCVIII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Infinite excellence is thine Lyrics: 1 Infinite excellence is thine, Thou lovely prince of grace! Thy uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. 2 Sinners from earth's remotest end Come bending at thy feet; To thee their prayers and vows ascend, In thee their wishes meet. 3 Thy name as precious ointment shed, Delights the church around: Sweetly the sacred odors spread Through all Emmanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustless store; From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givest more. 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy: They find their all in thee; Thy glories will their tongue employ Through all eternity. Topics: Christ The desire of all nations; Christ The desire of all nations Scripture: Haggai 2:7 Languages: English

Look on him whom they pierced and mourn

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCXXVIII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Infinite grief, amazing woe Lyrics: 1 Infinite grief, amazing woe, Behold my bleeding Lord; Hell and the Jews conspir'd his death, And us'd the Roman sword. 2 Oh, the sharp pangs of smarting pain My dear Redeemer bore, When knotty whips, and ragged thorns His sacred body tore. 3 But knotty whips, and ragged thorns In vain do I accuse; In vain I blame the Roman bands, And the more spiteful Jews. 4 'Twere you, my sins, my cruel sins, His chief tormentors were; Each of my crimes became a nail, And unbelief the spear. 5 'Twere you that pull'd the vengeance down Upon his guiltless head; Break, break, my heart, oh, burst, mine eyes, And let my sorrows bleed. 6 Strike, mighty grace, my stubborn soul, Till melting waters flow, And deep repentance drown mine eyes In undissembled woe. Topics: Christ Chastised for us Languages: English

The majesty and perfections of GOD

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCXXV (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jehovah reigns, his throne is high Lyrics: 1 Jehovah reigns, his throne is high, His robes are light and majesty; His glory shines with beams so bright, No mortal can sustain the sight. 2 His terrors keep the world in awe, His justice guards his holy law, His love reveals a smiling face, His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs; His power is sovereign to fulfil The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my Father and my Friend? Then let my songs with angels join; Heav'n is secur'd if God be mine. Topics: God His majesty and perfections; God His perfections harmonious Languages: English

Jehovah the true God

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #LXXXIX (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jehovah reigns, let all the earth Lyrics: 1 Jehovah reigns, let all the earth In his just government rejoice; Let all the isles with sacred mirth, In his applause unite their voice. 2 Darkness and clouds, of awful shade His dazzling glory shroud in state; Judgment and truth his guards are made And fix'd by his pavilion wait. 3 Devouring fire before his face, His foes around with vengeance struck; His lightnings set the world on blaze, Earth saw it, and with terror shook. 4 The proudest hills his presence felt, Their height nor strength could help afford, The proudest hills, like was did melt In presence of th' Almighty Lord. 5 The heav'ns his righteousness to show, With storms of fire our foes pursu'd; And all the trembling world below, Have his descending glory view'd. 6 Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, And Judah's daughters were o'erjoy'd; Because thy righteous judgments, Lord, Have Pagan pride and pow'r destroy'd. 7 Rejoice, ye righteous in the Lord; Memorials of his holiness, Deep in your faithful breasts record, And with your thankful tongues confess. Topics: God Above idols; God Above idols Scripture: Psalm 97 Languages: English

The struggle between faith and unbelief

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CLXXXII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jesus, believing we rejoice Lyrics: 1 Jesus, believing we rejoice, And triumph in thy pard'ning voice, But when our unbelief prevails, Our hope departs, our comfort fails. 2 Thy promise does our hearts revive, And keep our fainting hopes alive; But guilt and fears, and sorrows rise, When unbelief o'erclouds our eyes. 3 O let not sin and Satan boast, While we lie mourning in the dust; Nor see that faith to ruin brought, Which thy own gracious pow'r hath wrought. 4 Do thou the dying spark inflame; Reveal the glories of thy name; And put all anxious doubts to flight, As shades dispers'd by op'ning light. Topics: Unbelief and Faith Scripture: Mark 9:24 Languages: English

Flying to Christ under Temptation

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CXCII (1799) First Line: Jesus, lover of my soul Topics: Christ A refuge in temptation Languages: English

The Christian warfare

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CXCI (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jesus, my king proclaims the war Lyrics: 1 Jesus my king proclaims the war, "Awake! the powers of hell are near! "Arm with my grace!" I hear him cry, 'Tis yours to conquer, or to die." 2 Rous'd by the animating sound, I cast my eager eyes around; Make haste to gird my armour on, And bid each trembling fear be gone. 3 Hope is my helmet, faith my shield, The word of God, the sword I wield: With sacred truth my loins are girt, And holy zeal inspires my heart. 4 Thus arm'd, I venture on the sight, Resolv'd to put my foes to flight; While Jesus kindly deigns to spread His conqu'ring banner o'er my head. 5 In him I hope, in him I trust; His bleeding cross is all my boast: Thro' troops of foes he'll lead me on To vict'ry, and the victor's crown. Topics: Christian His warfare Languages: English