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When Christ to judgment shall descend

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 31 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When Christ to judgment shall descend, And saints surround their Lord, He calls the nations to attend, And hear his awful word. 2 'Not for the want of bullock's slain 'Will I the world reprove; 'Altars, and rites, and forms are vain, 'Without the fire of love. 3 'And what have hypocrites to do 'To bring their sacrifice? 'They call my statutes just and true, 'But deal in theft and lies. 4 'Could you expect to 'scape my sight, 'And sin without controul? 'But I shall bring your crimes to light, 'With anguish in your soul.' 5 Consider ye, that slight the Lord, Before his wrath appear; If once you fall beneath his sword, There's no deliv'rer there. Scripture: Psalm 50:1

The Lord, the judge, his churches warns

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 51 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the judge, his churches warns; Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care. 2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name With lips of falsehood and deceit: A friend or brother they defame, And soothe and flatter those they hate. 3 They watch to do their neighbors wrong, Yet dare to seek their Maker's face; They take his cov'nant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace. 4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood; By night they practice ev'ry sin, By day their mouths draw near to God. 5 And while his judgments long delay, They grow secure, and sin the more; They think he sleeps as well as they, And put far off the dreadful hour. 6 O dreadful hour! when God draws near, And sets their crimes before their eyes! His wrath their guilty souls shall tear, And no deliv'rer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50

The Lord, the sov'reign, sends his summons forth

Appears in 33 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sov'reign, sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; From east to west the sounding orders spread, Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead: No more shall atheists mock his long delay: His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day! 2 Behold! the judge descends; his guards are nigh; Tempest and fire attend him down the sky: Heav'n, earth, and hell, draw near, let all things come, To hear his justice and the sinner's doom: 'But gather first my saints,' (the judge commands) 'Bring them, ye angels, from the distant lands. 3 'Behold! my cov'nant stands for ever good, 'Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, 'And sign'd with all their names; the Greek, the Jew, 'That paid the ancient worship or the new, 'There's no distinction here; come, spread their thrones, 'And near me seat my fav'rites and my sons. 4 'I, their almighty Savior and their God, 'I am their judge: ye heav'ns, proclaim abroad 'My just, eternal sentence, and declare 'Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear; 'Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire; 'I doom the painted hypocrite to fire. 5 'Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain 'Do I condemn thee: bulls and goats are vain 'Without the flames of love: in vain the store 'Of brutal off'rings, that were mine before; 'Mine are the tamer beasts, and savage breed, 'Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed: 6 'If I were hungry, would I ask thee food? 'When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock'a blood? 'Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, 'Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows? 'Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, 'Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold? 7 'Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope to please 'A God, a spirit, with such toys as these? 'While, with my grace and statutes on thy tongue, 'Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong! 'In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends; 'Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen friends. 8 'Silent I waited with long suff'ring love; 'But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove? 'And cherish such an impious thought within, 'That God the righteous, would indulge thy sin? 'Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, 'And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul.' 9 Sinners awake betimes! ye fools, be wise! Awake before this dreadful morning rise? Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works amend; Fly to the Savior, make the Judge your friend; Lest, like a lion, his last vengeance tear Your trembling souls, and no deliv'rer near. Scripture: Psalm 50

Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 106 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King, Who makes the earth his care, Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, Pour out at thy command, Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The soften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring; The valleys rich provision yield, And the poor lab'rers sing. 4 The little hills on ev'ry side, Rejoice at falling show'rs; The meadows, dress'd in all their pride, Perfume the air with flow'rs. 5 The barren clods, refresh'd with rain, Promise a joyful crop; The parched ground look green again, And raise the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns, How bounteous are thy ways! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy praise. Scripture: Psalm 65

Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 50 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise; With melody of sound record His honors, and your joys. 2 Say to the pow'r that shakes the sky, 'How terrible art thou! 'Sinners before thy presence fly, 'Or at thy feet they bow.' 3 [Come, see the wonders of our God, How glorious are his ways! In Moses' hand he puts his rod, And cleaves the frighted seas. 4 He makes the ebbing channel dry, While Isr'el pass'd the flood; There did the church begin their joy, And triumph in their God.] 5 He rules by his resistless might; Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war? 6 O bless our God, and never cease, Ye saints, fulfil his praise: He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. 7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suff'ring souls, To make our graces shine; So silver bears the burning coals, The metal to refine. 8 Thro' wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways, We march at thy command, Led to possess the promis'd place By thine unerring hand. Scripture: Psalm 66

Shine, mighty God! on Zion shine

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 74 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Shine, mighty God! on Zion shine, With beams of heav'nly grace: Reveal thy pow'r through all our coasts, And show thy smiling face. 2 [Amidst our isle, exalted high, Do thou our glory stand; And like a wall of guardian fire, Surround the fav'rite land.] 3 When shall thy name from shore to shore, Sound all the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Savior and their God? 4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud with solemn voice; Let ev'ry tongue exalt his praise, And ev'ry heart rejoice. 5 He, the great Lord, the sov'reign judge, That sits enthron'd above, Wisely commands the worlds he made In justice and in love. 6 Earth shall obey her Maker's will, And yield a full increase; Our God will crown his chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round His choicest favors here; While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. Scripture: Psalm 67

Let God arise in all his might

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 47 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Let God arise in all his might, And put the troops of hell to flight, As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies, Before the rising tempest flies. 2 [He comes array'd in burning flames; Justice and vengeance are his names: Behold, his fainting foes expire, Like melting wax before the fire!] 3 He rides and thunders thro' the sky; His name, JEHOVAH, sounds on high; Sing to his name, ye sons of grace; Ye saints rejoice before his face. 4 The widow and the fatherless Fly to his aid in sharp distress! In him the poor and helpless find A judge that's just, a father kind. 5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And pris'ners see the light again; But rebels that dispute his will Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. Pause. 6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong; Crown him, ye nations, in your song: His wondrous names and pow'rs rehearse; His honors shall enrich your verse. 7 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms; How terrible is God in arms! In Isr'el are his mercies known; Isr'el is his peculiar throne. 8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest, He's your defence, your joy, your rest; When terrors rise, and nations faint, God is the strength of ev'ry saint. Scripture: Psalm 68:1-6

Lord, when thou didst ascend on high

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 166 hymnals Lyrics: 1'Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filled the sky: Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious, when the Lord was there; While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious pow'rs of hell, That thousand souls had captives made, Were all in chains like captives led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He sent the promis'd Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. Scripture: Psalm 68:17-18

We bless the Lord, the just, the good

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 68 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round; To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; He bids the clouds with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death: Safety and health to God belong; He heals the weak and guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide diff'rence that remains Is endless joy, or endless pains. 5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread; The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound. 6 But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth or deeper seas; And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love. Scripture: Psalm 68:19-22

Save me, O God; the swelling floods

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 37 hymnals Lyrics: 1 'Save me, O God; the swelling floods 'Break in upon my soul: 'I sink, and sorrows o'er my head 'Like mighty waters roll. 2 'I cry till all my voice be gone; 'In tears I waste the day: 'My God, behold my longing eyes, 'And shorten thy delay. 3 'They hate my soul without a cause, 'And still their number grows 'More than the hairs around my head, 'And mighty are my foes. 4 ''Twas then I paid that dreadful debt 'That men could never pay, 'And gave those honors to thy law, 'Which sinners took away.' 5 Thus in the great Messiah's name, The royal Prophet mourns; Thus he awakes our heart to grief, And gives us joy by turns. 6 'Now shall the saints rejoice, and find 'Salvation in my name; 'For I have borne their heavy load 'Of sorrow, pain and shame. 7 'Grief, like a garment, cloth'd me round, 'And sackcloth was my dress, 'While I procur'd for naked souls 'A robe of righteousness. 8 'Amongst my brethren and the Jews 'I like a stranger stood, 'And bore their vile reproach, to bring 'The Gentiles near to God. 9 'I came in sinful mortals stead 'To do my Father's will; 'Yet when I cleans'd my father's house, They scandaliz'd my zeal. 10 'My fasting, and my holy groans 'Were made the drunkard's song; 'But God from his celestial throne, 'Heard my complaining tongue. 11 'He sav'd me from the dreadful deep, 'Nor let my soul be drown'd; 'He rais'd and fix'd my sinking feet On well establish'd ground. 12 ''Twas in a most accepted hour 'My pray'r arose on high, 'And for my sake my God shall hear 'The dying sinner's cry.' Scripture: Psalm 69:1-14