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Happy Poverty, or poor in Spirit

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CXXIX (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ye humble souls, complain no more Lyrics: 1 Ye humble souls, complain no more, Let faith survey your future store; How happy, how divinely blest, The sacred words of truth attest. 2 When conscious grief laments sincere, And pours the penitential tear, Hope points to your dejected eyes, The bright reversion in the skies. 3 In vain the sons of wealth and pride Despise your lot, your hopes deride; In vain they boast their little stores, Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours. 4 A kingdom of immense delight, Where health, and peace, and joy unite; Where undeclining pleasures rise, And every wish hath full supplies. 5 There shall your eyes with rapture view The glorious friend that dy'd for you; That dy'd to ransom, dy'd to raise To crowns of joy, and songs of praise. 6 Jesus, to thee I breathe my prayer; Reveal, confirm my interest there: Whate'er my humble lot below, This, this my soul desires to know! 7 O let me hear that voice divine Pronounce the glorious blessing mine! Enroll'd among thy happy poor, My largest wishes ask no more. Topics: Graces Languages: English

Meekness

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CXXXV (1793) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Ye humble souls rejoice Lyrics: 1 Ye humble souls rejoice. And cheerful praises sing; Wake all your harmony of voice, For Jesus is your king. 2 That meek and lowly Lord, Whom here your souls have known, Pledges the honour of his word T' avow you for his own. 3 He brings salvation near, For which his blood was paid: How beauteous shall your soul appear, Thus sumptuously array'd? 4 Sing, for the day is nigh, When near your Saviour's seat, The tallest sons of pride shall lie, The footstool of your feet. 5 Salvation, Lord, is thine, And all thy saints confess, The royal robes, in which they shine, Were wrought by sovereign grace. Topics: Graces Languages: English

Comfort such who seek a risen JESUS

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XXX (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Ye humble souls. that seek the Lord Lyrics: 1 Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away: And bow with pleasure down to see The place where Jesus lay. 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought; Such wonders love can do; Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which throbb'd and bled for you. 3 A moment give a loose to grief, Let grateful sorrows rise; And wash the bloody stains away, With torrents from your eyes. 4 Then dry your tears, and tune your songs, The Saviour lives again; Not all the bolts and bars of Death The Conqueror could detain. 5 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears His once dishonor'd head; And thro' unnumber'd years he reigns, Who dwelt among the dead. 6 With joy like his shall every saint His empty tomb survey; Then rise, with his ascending Lord, To realms of endless day. Topics: Son Scripture: Matthew 28:5-6 Languages: English

The Shepherd's address to his fearful flock

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CVI (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds Lyrics: 1 Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds, Dismiss your anxious cares; Look to the shepherd of your souls, And smile away your fears. 2 Tho' wolves and lions prowl around, His staff is your defence: ’Midst sands and rocks your shepherd’s voice Calls streams and pastures thence. 3 Your Father will a kingdom give, And give it with delight: His feeblest child his love shall call To triumph in his sight. 4 Ten thousand praises, Lord, we bring For sure supports like these; And o’er the pious dead we sing Thy living promises. 5 For all we hope, and they enjoy We bless a Saviour's name; Nor shall that stroke disturb the song, Which breaks this mortal frame. Topics: The Christian Life Scripture: Luke 12:32 Languages: English

The Believer waiting for the coming of the lORD

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CXXI (1793) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Ye servants of the Lord Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command; And while we speak, he's near: Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. 5 Christ shall the banquet spread With his own bounteous hand, And raise that favorite servant's head Amidst th' angelic band. Topics: The Christian Life Languages: English

The Crucifixion

Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XXVI (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ye that pass by, behold the man Lyrics: 1 Ye that pass by, behold the man, The man of grief, condemn'd for you, The Lamb of God for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue. 2 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood— His sacred limbs— expos'd and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood. 3 See there! his temples crown'd with thorns, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfix'd and torn, The fountain gushing from his side. 4 O thou dear suffering son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move! Help us to catch thy precious blood, Help us to taste thy dying Love. 5 The earth could to her centre quake, Convuls'd when her Creator died; O may our inmost nature shake, And bow with Jesus crucified! 6 At thy last gasp, the graves display'd Their horrors to the upper skies; O that our souls might burst the shade, And, quicken'd by thy death, arise. 7 The rocks could feel thy powerful death, And tremble, and asunder part; O rend, with thy expiring breath, The harder marble of our heart. Topics: Son Languages: English

The Midnight Cry

Author: Toplady Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CXCIII (1793) First Line: Ye virgin souls arise Lyrics: 1 Ye virgin souls arise, With all the dead awake, Unto salvation wise, Oil in your vessels take: Upstarting at the midnight cry, Behold the heavenly bridegroom nigh. 2 He comes, he comes to call The nations to his bar, And take to glory all Who meet for glory are; Made ready for your full reward, Go forth with joy to meet your Lord— 3 Go, meet him in the sky, Your everlasting friend; Your head to glorify, With all his saints ascend; Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace To see, without a veil, his face. 4 Ye, that have here receiv'd The unction from above, And in his spirit liv'd, And thirsted for his love; Jesus shall claim you for His bride; Rejoice with all the sanctify'd. 5 Rejoice, in glorious hope Of that great day unknown, When you shall be caught up To stand before his throne; Call'd to partake the marriage-feast, And lean on our Immanuel's breast. 6 The everlasting doors Shall soon the saints receive, Above those angel-pow'rs In glorious joy to live; Far from a world of grief and sin, With God eternally shut in. 7 Then let us wait to hear The trumpet’s welcome sound; To see our Lord appear, May we be watching found! With that bless'd wedding-robe endu'd,— The blood and righteousness of God. Topics: Time and Eternity Languages: English

Invitation

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CLXXV (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Lyrics: 1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, For every humble guest. 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms; he calls, he bids you come; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; But see, there yet is room. 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; There love and pity meet; Nor will he bid the soul depart, That trembles at his feet. 4 In him the Father reconcil'd Invites your souls to come; The rebel shall be call'd a child, And kindly welcom'd home. 5 O come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 6 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, In ecstacies unknown. 7 And yet ten thousand thousand more, Are welcome still to come: Ye longing souls, the grace adore; Approach, there yet is room. Topics: Lord's Supper Languages: English

The Resurrection of CHRIST

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XXVIII (1793) First Line: Yes, the Redeemer rose Lyrics: 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose; The Saviour left the dead; And o'er our hellish foes High rais'd his conq'ring head: In wild dismay The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. 2 Lo! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet: Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to Heaven thy fly, The joyful news to bear; Hark! as they soar on high, What music fills the air! Their anthems say, "Jesus who bled "Hath left the dead; "He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, Redeem'd by him from Hell; And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell: Transported cry, "Jesus who bled "Hath left the dead "No more to die." 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, Who sav'st us with thy blood! Wide be thy name ador'd Thou rising, reigning God! With thee we rise, With thee we reign, And empires gain Beyond the skies. Topics: Son Scripture: Luke 24:34 Languages: English

Weak Believers encouraged

Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XCIX (1793) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Your harps, ye trembling saints Lyrics: 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take; Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord, Bid every string awake. 2 Tho' in a foreign land, We are not far from home; And nearer to our house above, We every moment come. 3 His grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the spark divine. 4 The time of love will come, When we shall clearly see Not only that he shed his blood, But each shall say, for me. Topics: The Christian Life Languages: English