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On Thee, Great God, We Still Attend
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11147 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 On Thee, great God, we still attend,
’Till judgment shall in mercy end,
And wrath in universal grace:
The promise to Thy church is sure,
Our hearts, and lives, and language pure
Shall speak our New-creator’s praise.
2 Then every soul his Lord shall know,
And every spotless saint below
Perform Thy will, like those above;
We all shall think, and speak the same,
And serve our God, and praise Thy name,
With perfect harmony and love. Languages: English Tune Title: FRUMENTIUS
On Thee, Great God, We Still Attend
Tremendous Lord, Thy Voice We Hear
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11148 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Tremendous Lord, Thy voice we hear,
"In glorious majesty severe,
In anger great, I soon will rise!
Vengeance on that appointed day
Shall fiercely claim its destined prey,
And seize the victims of the skies.
2 "I will Mine indignation pour,
On all th’assembled kingdoms shower
The vials of My jealous ire;
My wrath shall to the utmost come,
The whole devoted earth consume,
And burn My foes with quenchless fire."
Languages: English Tune Title: FOLKINGHAM
Tremendous Lord, Thy Voice We Hear
Ye Angels, Put The Sickle In
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11156 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Ye angels, put the sickle in,
The world is now mature in sin,
The press is full, the vats o’erflow;
The Lord’s decisive day is near,
And countless multitudes appear
Before His judgment seat below.
2 The sun shall set in endless night,
The moon and stars withdraw their light,
The shattered earth’s foundations groan,
The ruined heav’ns His wrath shall feel,
And nature’s last convulsions tell
That Israel’s strength remains alone! Languages: English Tune Title: BARRAGH
Ye Angels, Put The Sickle In
Awake, You Guilty World, Awake
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11157 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Awake, thou guilty world, awake Lyrics: 1 Awake, thou guilty world, awake,
Whom God doth by His judgments shake,
And to the dread tribunal come!
Jesus on earth erects His seat,
And cites you here your doom to meet,
Type of your everlasting doom:
2 Avenger of His slighted laws,
His Gospel and His people’s cause,
In righteous wrath implacable,
The Lord with sword and fire shall plead,
Throughout the world destruction spread,
And sweep His slaughtered foes to hell.
Languages: English Tune Title: VATER UNSER
Awake, You Guilty World, Awake
Lion of Judah's Tribe, Draw Near
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11160 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Lion of Judah’s tribe, draw near Lyrics: 1 Lion of Judah’s tribe, draw near,
Let all mankind Thy roarings hear,
Let all mankind revere Thy power;
Utter Thy voice, almighty Lord,
Pronounce the desolating word,
And thunder from Thy heav’nly tower!
2 Crown Thy impatient people’s hope,
And fill our faith and knowledge up,
The kingdom to Thy saints restore;
And when Thy church is filled with Thee,
Pure holiness Thy church shall be,
And sin shall never enter more. Languages: English Tune Title: GLADDEN
Lion of Judah's Tribe, Draw Near
Come, King Of Saints, So Long Concealed
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11190 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Come, King of saints, so long concealed
In majesty divine revealed,
With glorious pomp, and heavenly power!
All things unto Thyself subdue,
Restore, create them all anew,
And reign when time shall be no more.
2 Shorten the great extreme distress,
Fulfill Thy largest promises,
For which the Bride and Spirit groan:
Thy groan in all Thy creatures hear,
And now th’Almighty Lord appear,
Appear on Thine eternal throne! Languages: English Tune Title: FOLKINGHAM
Come, King Of Saints, So Long Concealed
Howe'er The Nicolaitans Claim
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11227 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Howe’er the Nicolaitans claim Lyrics: 1 Howe’er the Nicolaitans claim
Our God for theirs with lips impure,
And boast thro’ faith in Jesu’s name
Their pardon and salvation sure,
Vain boasters who with sin comply,
Their actions give their lips the lie.
2 No lot or part with us have they
Who slight the Father and the Son,
Demonstrate, while they disobey,
That God they never yet have known,
Or washed from their old sins in vain,
Have to their vomit turned again. Languages: English Tune Title: LEST WE FORGET
Howe'er The Nicolaitans Claim
We, Only We Believe Indeed
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11248 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 We, only we believe indeed,
Our faith by our obedience show,
Who follow, by His Spirit led,
And walk as Jesus walked below,
And in His ways continue still,
And all His words with joy fulfill.
2 Justly we call the Father ours,
The Son we really do possess,
And tasting the celestial powers
Go on in holy love and peace,
To meet our Lord from paradise,
To claim our mansions in the skies. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORE TE
We, Only We Believe Indeed
Hear, Heven And Earth, Your God's Appeal
Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11249 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Hear, heaven and earth, your God’s appeal Lyrics: 1 Hear, heaven and earth, your God’s appeal,
Jehovah to His creature cries.
"Angels and men, My justice tell,
When all My storms of vengeance rise
To plague a vile rebellious race,
Apostates from My richest grace.
2 "Children I have nursed up and bred,
Marked with the new, the Christian name,
But lo! the base degenerate seed
Impatient to divulge their shame,
Their foul ingratitude to prove,
Have spurned the bowels of My love." Languages: English Tune Title: VERNON
Hear, Heven And Earth, Your God's Appeal
The Thoughtless Brute His Master Knows
Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11250 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The thoughtless brute his master knows
And loves the hand that gives him food;
But Me, from whom their being flows,
Sole author of their total good,
The Lord, and friend of all mankind,
My people have not sense to find.
2 Duller than beasts the human herd,
Though fed with blessings from above,
My people pay Me no regard,
Nor own My providential love,
Nor for their kind preserver care
In whom they live, and move, and are. Languages: English Tune Title: BARBUDA
The Thoughtless Brute His Master Knows
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