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O Christian brethern marvel not!

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Christian brethern marvel not! What if the world hate you; It is the christians share and lot, Whilst here on earth below. 2 The world will ever love its ways, That of unrighteousness! The carnal mind can ne'er embrace The ways of life and peace. 3 Those who have pass'd from death to life Must needs expect to find, Continual war, and constant strife, With those of carnal mind. 4 The soul remains with sin defil'd! Whilst in a carnal state-- And never will be reconciled To bear the christians fate. 5 Where there is not a living faith, The mind is not renew'd; And still remains in sin and death, And enmity with God. Topics: Second Sunday after Trinity Scripture: 1 John 3:13-18 Languages: English

O Church, adore and wonder

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CLXXXIX (1816) Lyrics: 1 O Church, adore and wonder, Thy head and Saviour yonder Hangs on the cross's tree! Behold him, whilst expiring, And for mankind acquiring Thereby grace, life and liberty. 2 Draw near, thou wilt discover, How blood and sweat all over His sacred body dies; Out of his heart most noble, For inexhausted trouble, Sighs are successive foll'wing sighs. 3 Who hath thee thus abused, Dear Lord, and so much bruised Thy most majestic face? Thou art no sin's transactor, Thou art no malefactor, Like others of the human race. 4 I, I, and my transgressions, Which by my own confessions Exceed the sea-shore sands, These, these have been the reason Of thy whole bitter season, Of all thy bruises, stripes and bands. 5 I ought to have been pained, And fast for ever chained Both hand and foot in hell; The bonds and scourges tearing, Which thou, my God, wast bearing, My soul, my soul deserv'd to feel. 6 I'll be 'mongst the beholders, And see thee on thy shoulders Bear my prodigious load; Thou tak'st my curse infliction, Giv'st for it benediction, Thy death procures my peace with God. 7 As surety thou presentest Thyself; to die consentest For me in debt all o'er; A crown of thorns thou wearest, All pain and scorn thou bearest With patience never known before. 8 Into death's jaws thou leaping Provid'st for my escaping, That I its sting mayn't prove; My curse and condemnation Thou bear'st for my salvation; O most unheard of fire of love! 9 The highet obligations Bind me thro' all life's stations, T'express my thanks to thee; Weak as I am and feeble, As far as I am able, I'll yield thee service willingly. 10 While here on earth I'm living I have nought worth the giving To thee for all thy pain; Yet shall thy passion ever, Till soul and body sever, Deep in my heart engrav'd remain. 11 Thy sighs and groans unnumber'd, And from thy heart encumber'd, The countless tears forth prest: These shall at my dismission To final rest's fruition Convey me to thy arms and breast. Topics: For the Holy Communion Languages: English

O Comforter of God come down

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #XCII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Comforter of God come down And cause our hearts to be thine own; Thy heav'nly light in us to shine, Would fill our hearts with grade divine. 2 Thou blessed gift from God above, Thou heav'nly light and fire of love; O let thy pow'r and grace be felt, And cause our hard'ned hearts to melt. 3 Our sinful state to us reveal, And Godly sorrow let us feel; Thy sacred gifts to us impart: and write thy laws upon each heart. 4 O, fill our souls with heav'nly grace, Till we thy sacred love embrace; Thy work begun in us renew, And finish our Salvation too. 5 Grant us a true and living faith, And make us faithful unto death; Help us escape the snares of sin And grant us joy and peace within. 6 Teach us the father to confess, The son, our life and righteousness; O Holy Ghost, thy gifts be giv'n, And fit us for the courts of heav'n. Topics: Whitsunday Languages: English

Oh for a shout of sacred joy

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XLVII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Oh for a shout of sacred joy To God the sov’reign King! Let ev’ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus our God ascends on high; His heav’nly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, With trumpets’ joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth his honours sing; O’er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound, Let knowledge guide the song; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 In Isra'l stood his ancient throne, He lov'd that chosen race; But now he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace. 6 The Gentile nations are the Lord’s, There Abraham’s God is known; While pow'rs and princes, shields & swords, Submit before his throne. Topics: Christ ascending and reigning Scripture: Psalm 47 Languages: English

O For a true and living faith

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CCLXXV (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O For a true and living faith, My God on me bestow; That conquers Satan, sin and death, And ev'ry other foe. 2 Such faith it is the gift of God, Which none but Christ can give: It makes the heart the Lord's abode, Therein to move and live. 3 God's grace it is by faith embrac'd, The Saviour is receiv'd; All confidence in him is plac'd, His promises are b'liev'd. 4 Such faith it worketh confidence, And makes the soul admire To taste such blessings fro above, Such as she would desire. 5 This faith it worketh confidence, And casts out slavish fear: Then shall that work of grace commence, And we learn what we are. Topics: The True Christian Life; The True Christian Faith Languages: English

O God, my refuge, hear my cries

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.LV (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears;, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hopes in God. 3 What inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with ev'ry breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings; I’d fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To ’scape the rage of hell! The mighty God on whom I call, Can save me here as well. 7 By morning light I’ll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Support for the Afflicted and tempted Soul Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English

O God! to whom revenge belongs

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XCIV.I (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God! to whom revenge belongs, Proclaim thy wrath aloud; Let sov'reign pow'r redress our wrongs, Let justice smite the proud. 2 They say, "The Lord nor sees nor hears;" When will the vain be wise? Can he be deaf who form'd their ears? Or blind, who made their eyes? 3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, And they shall feel his pow'r; His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain In some surprising hour. 4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, Thou hast a gentler rod; Thy providence, thy sacred book Shall make them know their God. 5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise, And to his duty draw; Thy scourges make thy children wise When they forget thy law. 6 But God will ne’er cast off his saints, Nor his own promise break; He pardons his inheritance For their Redeemer’s sake. Topics: Saints Chastised, and Sinners destroyed Scripture: Psalm 94:1-6 Languages: English

O Gracious Saviour pity me!

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CCXCVIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Gracious Saviour pity me! My soul is fill'd with grief, To whom or whither can I flee? to find or get relief. 2 My sins lie heavy on my heart, And vex my troubled soul, My only hope and trust thou art, My sorrows to control. 3 When on my case I meditate, And see what sin prevails; And I do feel my helpless state, My heart it shrinks and fails. 4 Tho' I am weak and faint and poor, Thy mercies still abound; Thy grace affords a bounteous store Where life and peace is found. 5 Thy sacred word does fully prove, That dying sinners may Obtain a pardon from above, For which my God I pray! Topics: The Mercies of God Languages: English

O Happy man, whose soul is fill'd

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.CXXVIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Happy man, whose soul is fill'd With zeal and rev'rend awe! His lips to God their honours yield, His life adorns the law. 2 A careful providence shall stand, And ever guard thy head, Shall on the labours of thy hand Its kindly blessings shed. 3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine; Thy children round thy board, Each like a plant of honour shine, And learn to fear the Lord. 4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil, For months and years to come; The Lord who dwells on Zion's hill, Shall send thee blessings home. 5 This is the man whose happy eyes Shall see his house increase, Shall see the sinking church arise, Then leave the world in peace. Topics: Family Blessings Scripture: Psalm 128 Languages: English

O Happy where such grace is found

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CXLIX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Happy where such grace is found, That works the love of God; Where souls with charity abound, To shew itself abroad. 2 This proves the glory of the cause, For which the Church contends; Defends the doctrine of the Cross, On which our hope depends. 3 This hope still bids us to endure, And patiently to wait: Till God reveals his love and pow'r To change our mournful state. 4 Those tribulations and distress, For Jesus' sake we bear; They are sure tokens of his grace, His providence and care. 5 With Christ the Lord shall be reveal'd With all the Ang'lic Host; His promises will be fulfill'd, And none of them be lost. 6 He will reward his suff'ring saints For all their toil and pain: Where not a foe or least complaint, Shall trouble them again. Topics: 26th Sunday after Trinity Scripture: 2 Thessalonians 1:3-10 Languages: English