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That bright and blessed morn is near

Author: G. W. Frazer Appears in 3 hymnals Used With Tune: MERIBAH

Thou God of Power and God of Love

Author: John Walker Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 31 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Thou God of power and God of love, Whose glory fills the realms above, Whose praise archangels sing, And veil their faces while they cry, Thrice holy, to their God most high, Thrice holy, to their King. 2. Thee as our God we too would claim, And bless the Savior’s precious name, Through whom this grace is given: He bore the curse to sinners due, He forms their ruined souls anew, And makes them heirs of Heaven. 3. The veil that hides Thy glory rend, And here in saving power descend, And fix Thy blest abode; Here to our hearts Thyself reveal, And let each waiting spirit feel The presence of our God. Used With Tune: MERIBAH

If death my friend and me divide

Author: C. Wesley Appears in 54 hymnals Used With Tune: MERIBAH

Thou Son of God—the Woman's Seed

Author: James G. Deck Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: Christian Experience Assurance Used With Tune: MERIBAH

Peace And Good Will

Author: Harriet M. Kimball Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: "Peace and good will, good will and peace!" Lyrics: 1 "Peace and good will, good will and peace!" Year after year with sweet increase The heav’nly carol swells: The holy tale of Jesu’s birth In ever widening circles earth With tongues unnumbered tells. 2 Once more the vision glorified Appears with blessèd Christmastide— The virgin full of grace; And in her arms the Child divine, The God-Man born of David’s line, New head of Adam’s race. 3 The very nature that we wear, His Godhead veiled, He stoops to share In great humility; And angel legions round Him close And Heav’n with boundless praise o’erflows That such a love could be. 4 But neither round His infant brow The crown of thorns (pre-woven now) Created eyes behold; Nor in those infant arms that reach In mute appeal, in lieu of speech, The cross those arms infold. 5 Yet crown of thorns and holy rood (The tree of life, the mystic wood), His spotless sacrifice, His anguish and His triumph, all Are shadowed here in Bethlehem’s stall Though hidden from our eyes. 6 Here, too, begins His wondrous reign; Confessors, martyrs, lead His train Of humble souls and pure; Not of this world His kingdom is; All others fade away, but His Forever shall endure. 7 His sword is truth, His armor love; His Spirit as a tender dove Broods o’er this troubled life; He pities, pardons, strengthens, feeds; He binds the breaking heart that bleeds; To peace transformeth strife. 8 Where’er the Marah waters spring Of want or wrong or suffering And men of Him entreat, His cross all crimsoned with His blood He casts into the bitter flood And makes those waters sweet. 9 "Peace and good will, good will and peace!" What wonder that with glad increase The heav’nly carol swells; And on the story of His birth In ever widening circles earth With wondering rapture dwells! Used With Tune: MERIBAH Text Sources: Poems (New York: Anson D. F. Randolph, 1889)

Author of faith, to thee I cry

Author: Charles Wesley Appears in 56 hymnals Used With Tune: MERIBAH

The Holy Spirit

Author: Frederick Faber Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Come, Holy Spirit! from the height Used With Tune: MERIBAH

And Must Thou Perish In Thy Blood?

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: And must thou perish in thy blood Lyrics: 1 And must thou perish in thy blood, A wretched soul that knows not God, A child of Satan thou! Thy foes, and fears, and sins prevail; Arrested by the pains of hell, Where is thy refuge now? 2 Caught in the coils of death thou art, All unrenewed and foul thy heart, And filled with guilty fear: See there! the king of fears is come! Prepare to meet thine instant doom, Before thy God appear. 3 Vain are thy tears and late remorse; The tyrant sits on his pale horse, Devourer of mankind; Attended by a ghastly train, Sorrow, astonishment, and pain, And Hell comes close behind. 4 Ready to pierce thy trembling heart, The grisly terror shakes his dart, And Hell expects its prey! Ready a troop of devils stands To take thee from the monster’s hands, And hurry thee away. 5 What hope, or help remains for thee? Poor desperate soul, and can it be That thou shouldst mercy find? Ask Him, who spilt His precious blood, To buy, and bring thee back to God, To ransom all mankind. 6 Call, on the name of Jesus call, Ask if He did not die for all, That all might turn and live? Call on Him in this latest hour; Hell is not readier to devour, Than Jesus to forgive. 7 Sufficient is His grace for thee; Straitened for time He cannot be; Thy dying groan He hears; Jesus is mighty to redeem; A day, a moment’s space with Him Is as a thousand years. 8 Call on Him, and He yet shall save: “Redeem my spirit from the grave, The gulf that yawns beneath; Jesu, reverse my fearful doom, O snatch me from the wrath to come, The everlasting death. 9 “Sprinkle Thy blood upon my heart; One drop, if Thou the grace impart, Removes my guilty load, From every spot of sin set free; Speak all-atoning blood for me, Cry in the ears of God! 10 Father, if now Thou hear’st it cry, Now let it in my heart reply, And show my sins forgiv’n; Thou canst—Thou dost—this moment save: ’Tis finished! I my passport have— Lead on, lead on to Heav’n! Used With Tune: MERIBAH Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (Bristol, England, Felix Farley, 1749)