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Am I called? and can it be

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #310 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint Pardoned Lyrics: 1 Am I called? and can it be, Has my Saviour chosen me? Guilty, wretched as I am, Has He named my worthless name? Vilest of the vile am I, Dare I raise my hope so high? 2 Am I called? I dare not stay, May not, must not disobey; Here, I lay me at Thy feet, Clinging to the mercy-seat; Thine I am and Thine alone; Lord, with me Thy will be done. 3 Am I called? what shall I bring As an offering to my King? Poor, and blind, and naked, I Trembling at Thy footstool lie; Naught but sin I call mine own, Nor for sin can sin atone. 4 Am I called an heir of God? Washed, redeemed by precious blood? Father, lead me in Thy hand, Guide me to that better land, Where my soul shall be at rest, Pillowed on my Saviour's breast. Languages: English

Oh how happy are they

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #311 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint Assured Lyrics: 1 Oh how happy are they Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above! Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That sweet comfort was mine, When the favor divine I received through the blood of the Lamb; When my heart first believed, What a joy I received! What a heaven in Jesus’ dear name! 3 ’Twas a heaven below My Redeemer to know, And the angels could do nothing more, Than to fall at His feet, And the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song: Oh that all His salvation might see! He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffered and died, To redeem even rebels like me. 5 Oh the rapturous height Of that holy delight Which I felt in the life-giving blood! Of my Savior possessed, I was perfect blest, As if filled with the fullness of God. Languages: English

I now have found for hope of heaven

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #312 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint Assured Lyrics: 1 I now have found for hope of heaven An anchor ground that firm will hold; One--through the cross of Jesus given, By God predestined from of old; A ground that shall enduring stay, When earth and skies have passed away. 2 ’Tis mercy,--mercy never ending, Whose measure all our thoughts excels, The arms of pity wide extending Of Him whose heart for sinners feels, And whose compassion warns His foes To fly from sin and endless woes. 3 Of all beside were I forsaken, That could my soul or body cheer,-- If every joy of earth were taken, And not a friend were left me here,-- One joy remains--the brightest, best: With pardoning love I still am blest. Languages: English

Mary to her Saviour's tomb

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #313 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint Assured Lyrics: 1 Mary to her Saviour’s tomb Hasted at the early dawn; Spice she brought, and sweet perfume, But the Lord she loved had gone. 2 For awhile she weeping stood, Struck with sorrow and surprise; Shedding tears, a plenteous flood, For her heart supplied her eyes. 3 Jesus, who is always near, Though too often unperceived Came, His drooping child to cheer, Kindly asking why she grieved. 4 Though at first she knew Him not, When He called her by her name, Then her all her griefs forgot, For she found He was the same. 5 Grief and sighing quickly fled When she heard His welcome voice; Just before she thought Him dead, Now He bids her heart rejoice: 6 What a change His Word can make, Turning darkness into day! You who weep for Jesus’ sake; He will wipe your tears away. Languages: English

Arise, my soul, arise

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #314 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint Assured Lyrics: 1 Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears; Before the throne my Surety stands, My name is written on His hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede; His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead; His blood was spilt for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 Five bleeding wounds He bears, Received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me; Forgive him, oh forgive, they cry, Nor let that ransomed sinner die. 4 The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One; He cannot turn away The presence of His Son; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled, His pardoning voice I hear: He owns me for His child, I can no longer fear: With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father! cry. Languages: English

In vain I trace creation o'er

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #315 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 In vain I trace creation o'er In search of solid rest: The whole creation is too poor, Too mean to make me blest. 2 Let earth and all her charms depart, Unworthy of the mind; In God alone this restless heart Enduring bliss can find. 3 Thy favor, Lord, is all I want; Here would my spirit rest: Oh seal the rich, the boundless grant, And make me fully blest! Languages: English

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #317 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise-- On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, For Thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief, For every pain I feel. 3 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No: still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; Oh, may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there! 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Languages: English

Gently Lord! oh gently lead us

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #318 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Gently, Lord! oh gently lead us Through this lowly vale of tears-- Through the changes Thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears: Oh refresh us with Thy blessing-- Oh refresh us with Thy grace! May Thy mercies, never ceasing, Fit us for Thy dwelling-place. 2 When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let Thy goodness never fail us-- Lead us in Thy perfect way: In the hour of pain and anguish-- In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish-- Suffer not our souls to fear. 3 When this mortal life is ended, Bid us in Thine arms to rest, Till by angel bands attended, We awake among the blest: Oh refresh us with Thy blessing-- Oh refresh us with Thy grace! May Thy mercies, never ceasing, Fit us for Thy dwelling-place. Languages: English

Alas! what hourly dangers rise

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #319 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Alas! what hourly dangers rise, What snares beset my way! To heaven oh let me lift mine eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears: My weak resistance, ah, how vain, How strong my foes and fears! 3 O gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid, Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, Increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 When'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside, My God, Thy powerful aid impart, My Guardian and my Guide. 6 Oh keep me in Thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. Languages: English

Abide with me! fast falls the evenitde

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #321 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Abide with me! fast falls the eventide, The darkness deepens--Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh abide with me! 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day-- Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away. Change and decay in all around I see-- O Thou who changest not, abide with me! 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour: What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and strength can be? In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me! Languages: English