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Brethren, we have met to worship
Hymnal: SH1835 #103 (1854) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics:
1.
Brethren, we have met to worship,
And adore the Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power,
While we try to preach the word.
All is vain, unless the Spirit
Of the Holy One come down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.
2.
Brethren, see poor sinners round you,
Trembling on the brink of woe;
Death is coming, hell is moving;
Can you bear to let them go?
See our fathers--see our mothers,
And our children sinking down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.
3.
Sisters, will you join and help us?
Moses' sisters aided him;
Will you help the trembling mourners,
Who are struggling hard with sin?
Tell them all about the Savior,
Tell him that he will be found;
Sisters, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.
4.
Is there here a trembling jailer,
Seeking grace, and filled with fears.
Is there here a weeping Mary,
Pouring forth a flood of tears?
Brethren, join your cries to help them
Sisters, let your prayers abound;
Pray, O! pray, that holy manna
May be scattered all around.
5.
Let us love our God supremely,
Let us love each other too;
Let us love and pray for sinners,
Till our God makes all things new
Then he'll call us home to heaven,
At his table we'll sit down.
Christ will gird himself and serve us
With sweet manna all around.
Languages: English Tune Title: HOLY MANNA
Brethren, we have met to worship
When I can read my title clear
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1835 #104 (1854) Lyrics:
1.
When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2.
Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3.
Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all:
4.
There I shall bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
Languages: English Tune Title: THE SAINTS' DELIGHT
When I can read my title clear
Come and taste, along with me
Hymnal: SH1835 #105 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7.9.6 Lyrics:
1.
Come and taste, along with me,
Consolation running free,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
2.
From our Father's wealthy throne,
Sweeter than the honeycomb,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
3.
Wherefore should I feast alone?
Two are better far than one,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory
4.
All that come with free good will
Make the banquet sweeter still,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
5.
Now I go to mercy's door,
Asking for a little more,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
6.
Jesus gives a double share,
Calling me his chosen heir,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
7.
Goodness, running like a stream
Through the new Jerusalem,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
8.
By a constant breaking forth,
Sweetens earth and heaven both,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
9.
Saints and angels sing aloud,
To behold the shining crowd,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
10.
Coming in at mercy's door,
Making still the number more,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
11.
Heaven's here, and heaven's there,
Comfort flowing everywhere,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
12.
And I boldly do profess
That my soul hath got a taste,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
13.
Now I'll go rejoicing home
From the banquet of perfume,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
14.
Finding manna on the road,
Dropping from the throne of God,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
15.
O, return, ye sons of grace,
Turn and see God's smiling face,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
16.
Hark! he calls backsliders home,
Then from him no longer roam,
(Repeat previous line)
And I will give him glory.
'Tis religion we believe,
O, glory, hallelujah!
Soon it will land our souls up yonder;
Glory, hallelujah!
Languages: English Tune Title: COME AND TASTE WITH ME
Come and taste, along with me
I am a stranger here below
Hymnal: SH1835 #106 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
1.
I am a stranger here below,
And what I am 'tis hard to know;
I am so vile, so prone to sin,
I fear that I'm not born again.
2.
When I experience call to mind,
My understanding is so blind--
All feeling sense seems to be gone,
Which makes me think that I am wrong.
Languages: English Tune Title: THE PILGRIM'S SONG
I am a stranger here below
Shall men pretend to pleasure
Hymnal: SH1835 #106b (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics:
1.
Shall men pretend to pleasure,
Who never knew the Lord?
Can all the worldling's treasure
True peace of mind afford?
They may obtain this jewel,
In what their hearts desire,
When they, by adding fuel,
Can quench the flame of fire.
Languages: English Tune Title: PACOLET
Shall men pretend to pleasure
And let this feeble body fail
Hymnal: SH1835 #107 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
And let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint and die;
My soul shall quit the mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high;
And I'll sing hallelujah,
And you'll sing hallelujah,
And we'll all sing hallelujah,
When we arrive at home.
Languages: English Tune Title: HALLELUJAH
And let this feeble body fail
Hark! hark! glad tiding charm our ears
Hymnal: SH1835 #108 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Hark! hark! glad tidings charm our ears Lyrics:
1.
Hark! hark! glad tidings charm our ears,
Angelic music fills the spheres;
Earth spreads the sound with decent mirth,
A God, a God is born on earth!
2.
A God is born! the valleys cry;
A God is born! the hills reply;
Evening repeats to wondering morn,
A God, a God on earth is born!
Languages: English Tune Title: REDEMPTION
Hark! hark! glad tiding charm our ears
There's a friend above all others, O, how he loves!
Hymnal: SH1835 #109 (1854) Meter: 8.4 Lyrics:
1.
There's a friend above all others,
O how he loves!
His is love beyond a brother's
O how he loves!
Earthly friends may fail and leave us,
This day kind, the next bereave us;
But this Friend will ne'er deceive us,
O how he loves!
2.
Blessed Jesus, wouldst thou know him?
O how he loves!
Give thyself e'en this day to him,
O how he loves!
Is it sin that pains and grieves thee?
Unbelief and trials tease thee?
Jesus can from all release thee,
O how he loves!
3.
Love this friend who longs to save thee,
O how he loves!
Dost thou love? He will not leave thee,
O how he loves!
Think no more then of tomorrow,
Take his easy yoke and follow,
Jesus carries all thy sorrow,
O how he loves!
4.
All thy sins shall be forgiven,
O how he loves!
Backward all thy foes be driven,
O how he loves!
Best of blessing he'll provide thee,
Naught but good shall e'er betide thee,
Safe to glory he will guide thee,
O how he loves!
5.
Pause, my soul! adore and wonder,
O how he loves!
Naught can cleave this love asunder,
O how he loves!
Neither trial, nor temptation,
Doubt, nor fear, nor tribulation,
Can bereave us of salvation;
O how he loves!
6.
Let us still this love be viewing:
O how he loves!
And, though faint, keep on pursuing
O how he loves!
He will strengthen each endeavor,
And when passed o'er Jordan's river
This shall be our song for ever:
O how he loves!
Languages: English Tune Title: WELCH
There's a friend above all others, O, how he loves!
This world's not all a fleeting show
Hymnal: SH1835 #110 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
This world's not all a fleeting show,
For man's illusion given;
He that hath soothed a widow's woe,
Or wiped an orphan's tear, doth know
There's something here of heaven.
2.
And he that walks life's thorny way,
With feelings calm and even,
Whose path is lit from day to day
With virtue's bright and steady ray,
Hath something felt of heaven.
3.
He that the Christian's course has run,
And all his foes forgiven,
Who measures out life's little span
In love to God and love to man,
On earth hath tasted heaven.
Languages: English Tune Title: WOODLAND
This world's not all a fleeting show
From Greenland's icy mountains
Hymnal: SH1835 #111 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics:
1.
From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand;
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand:
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2.
What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3.
Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4.
Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole:
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's icy mountains
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