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A living and a dead faith

Appears in 184 hymnals First Line: Mistaken souls that dream of heav'n Lyrics: 1 Mistaken souls that dream of heav'n, And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n, While they are slaves to lust. 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, If faith be cold and dead; None but a living pow'r unites To Christ, the living head. 3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart; 'Tis faith that works by love; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell By a celestial power; This is the grace that shall prevail In the decisive hour. 5 [Faith must obey her Father's will, As well as trust his grace; A pard'ning God is jealous still For his own holiness. 6 When from the curse he sets us free, He makes our natures clean; Nor would he send his Son to be The minister of sin. 7 His Spirit purifies our frame, And seals our peace with God; Jesus, and his salvation, came By water and by blood.]
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Regeneration

Appears in 155 hymnals First Line: Not all the outward forms on earth Lyrics: 1 Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has giv'n, Nor will of man, nor blood nor birth, Can raise a soul to heav'n. 2 The sov'reign will of God alone Creates us heirs of grace: Born in the image of his Son, A new, peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heav'nly wind, Blows on the sons of flesh, New-modles all the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quicken'd souls awake and rise From the long sleep of death; On heav'nly things we fix our eyes, And praise employs our breath. Scripture: John 1:13
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The distemper, folly, and madness of sin

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 51 hymnals First Line: Sin, like a venomous disease Lyrics: 1 Sin, like a venomous disease, Infects our vital blood; The only balm is sov'reign grace, And the physician, God. 2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we draw near to death; But Christ, the Lord recalls the dead, With His almighty breath. 3 Madness by nature reigns within, The passions burn and rage; Till God's own Son, with skill divine, The inward fire assuage. 4 [We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise: Such is the folly of the mind, Till Jesus makes us wise. 5 We give our souls the wounds they feel, We drink the pois'nous gall, And rush with fury down to hell; But heav'n prevents the fall.] 6 [The man possess'd, among the tombs Cuts his own flesh and cries: He foams and raves till Jesus comes, And the foul spirit flies.]
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Grace and glory by the death of Christ

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 34 hymnals First Line: Sitting around our Father's board Lyrics: 1 [Sitting around our Father's board, We raise our tuneful breath; Our faith beholds her dying Lord, And dooms our sins to death.] 2 We see the blood of Jesus shed, Whence all our pardons rise; The sinner views th' atonement made, And loves the sacrifice. 3 Thy cruel thorns, thy shameful cross, Procure us heav'nly crowns; Our highest gain springs from thy loss; Our healing from thy wounds. 4 O! 'tis impossible that we Who dwell in feeble clay, Should equal suff'rings bear for thee, Or equal thanks repay.
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The brazen serpent: or looking to Jesus

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 49 hymnals First Line: So did the Hebrew prophet raise Lyrics: 1 So did the Hebrew prophet raise The brazen serpent high, The wounded felt immediate ease, The camp forbore to die. 2 "Look upward in the dying hour, "And live," the prophet cries; But Christ performs a nobler cure, When Faith lifts up her eyes. 3 High on the cross the Saviour hung, High in the heav'ns he reigns; Here sinners by th' old serpent stung, Look, and forget their pains. 4 When God's own Son is lifted up, A dying world revives: The Jew beholds the glorious hope, Th' expiring Gentile lives. Scripture: John 3:14-16
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Angels ministering to Christ and saints

Appears in 12 hymnals First Line: The majesty of Solomon Lyrics: 1 The majesty of Solomon, How glorious to behold! The servants waiting round his throne, The ivory and the gold! 2 But, mighty God! thy palace shines With far superior beams; Thine angel-guards are swift as winds, Thy ministers are flames. 3 Soon as thine only Son had made His entrance on the earth, A shining army downward fled To celebrate his birth. 4 And when, oppress'd with pains and fears, On the cold ground he lies, Behold, a heav'nly form appears, T' allay his agonies.] 5 Now to the hands of Christ our king Are all their legions giv'n; They wait upon his saints, and bring His chosen heirs to heav'n. 6 Pleasure and praise run thro' their host, To see a sinner turn; Then Satan has a captive lost, And Christ a subject born. 7 But there's an hour of brighter joy, When he his angels sends Obstinate rebels to destroy, And gather in his friends. 8 O! could I say without a doubt, There shall my soul be found; Then let the great archangel shout, And the last trumpet sound.
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Justification by faith, not works; or, the law condemns, grace justifies

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 136 hymnals First Line: Vain are the hopes the sons of men Lyrics: 1 Vain are the hopes the sons of men On their own works have built; Their hearts by nature all unclean, And all their actions guilt. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Without a murm'ring word, And the whole race of Adam stand Guilty before the Lord. 3 In fain we ask God's righteous law To justify us now, Since to convince and to condemn Is all the law can do. 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace! When in thy name we trust, Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just. Scripture: Romans 3:19-22
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The hopes of heaven our support under trials on earth

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,245 hymnals First Line: When I can read my title clear Lyrics: 1 When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to ev'ry fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage And hellish darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, Let storms of sorrow fall; May I but safely reach my hope, My God, my heav'n, my all: 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heav'nly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
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The world's three chief temptations

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 56 hymnals First Line: When in the light of faith divine Lyrics: 1 When in the light of faith divine, We look on things below, Honour, and gold, and sensual joy, How vain and dangerous too. 2 Honour's a puff of noisy breath; Yet men expose their blood, And venture everlasting death To gain that airy good. 3 While others starve the nobler mind, And feed on shining dust, They rob the serpent of his food, T'indulge a sordid lust.] 4 The pleasures that allure our sense Are dang'rous snares to souls! There's but a drop of flatt'ring sweet, And dash'd with bitter bowls. 5 God is mine all sufficient good, My portion and my choice; In him my vast desires are fill'd, And all my pow'rs rejoice. 6 In vain the world accosts my ear, And tempts my heart anew: I cannot buy your bliss so dear, Nor part with heav'n for you.
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Self-righteousness insufficient

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 17 hymnals First Line: Where are the mourners (saith the Lord) Lyrics: 1 "Where are the mourners (saith the Lord) "That wait and tremble at my word? "That walk in darkness all the day? "Come, make my name your trust and stay. 2 ["No works nor duties of your own "Can for the smallest sin atone; "The robes that nature may provide, "Will not your least pollutions hide. 3 "The softest couch that nature knows, "Can give the conscience no repose: "Look to my righteousness, and live; "Comfort and peace are mine to give.] 4 "Ye sons of pride, that kindle coals "With your own hands to warm your souls, "Walk in the light of your own fire, "Enjoy the sparks that ye desire: 5 "This is your portion at my hands, "Hell waits you with her iron bands; "Ye shall lie down in sorrow there, "In death, in darkness, and despair."

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