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Wake up my muse, condole the loss

Appears in 22 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Wake up my muse, condole the loss Of those that mourn this day— Let tears distil on every face, And every mourner pray. 2 The tyrant, Death, came rushing in, Last night his power did shew, Out of this world this child did take, Death laid its visage low. 3 No more the pleasant child is seen To please its parent's eye, The tender plant, so fresh and green, Is in eternity. 4 The golden bowl by Death is broke, The pitcher's burst in twain, The cistern-wheel has felt the stroke, The pleasant child is slain. 5 The winding-sheet doth bind its limbs, The coffin holds it fast, To-day it's seen by all its friends, But this must be the last. 6 Until the Lord doth come, to judge, The nations great and small, And you and I before him stand, And at his presence fall.

Ye virgin souls arise

Appears in 115 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Ye virgin souls arise, With all the dead awake! Unto salvation wise, Oil in your vessels take: Upstarting at the midnight cry Behold the heavenly bridegroom nigh. 2 He comes, he comes to call The nations to his bar, And raise to glory all Who fit for glory are. Made ready for your full reward Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 3 Go meet him in the sky, Your everlasting friend— Your head to glorify— With all his saints ascend. Ye pure in heart obtain the grace, To see, without a veil, his face. 4 Ye that have here receiv'd The unction from above, And in his spirit liv'd, Obedient to his love. Jesus shall claim you for His bride— Rejoice with all the sanctified. 5 The everlasting doors, Shall soon the saints receive, Above yon angel powers In glorious joy to live: Far from a world of grief and sin, With God eternally shut in. 6 Then let us wait to hear The trumpet’s welcome sound, To see our Lord appear, Watching let us be found; When Jesus doth the heavens bow, Be found—as Lord, thou find’st us now!

O that I had a bosom friend

Appears in 31 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O that I had a bosom friend, To tell my secrets to, On whose advice I might depend In every thing I do. 2 How do I wander up and down, And no one pities me! I seem a stranger quite unknown, A son of misery! 3 None lends an ear to my complaint, Nor minds my cries or tears: None comes to cheer me tho' I faint, Nor my vast burden bears. 4 Whilst others live in mirth and ease And feel no want or woe, Thro' this waste howling wilderness, I full of sorrows go. 5 O faithless soul to reason thus, And murmur without end? Did Christ expire upon the cross And is he not thy friend? 6 Why dost thou envy carnal men, And think their state so blest? How great salvation hast thou seen, And Jesus is thy rest! 7 What can this lower world afford Compar'd with gospel grace? Thy happiness is in the Lord, And thou shalt see his face! 8 Can present grief be counted great Compar'd with future woes? Will transient pleasures seem so sweet Compar'd with endless joys? 9 How soon will God withdraw the scene, And burn the world he made! Then woe to carnal sinful men! My soul lift up thy head. 10 The Saviour is thy real friend, Constant and true and good; He will be with thee to the end, And bring thee safe to God. 11 Then why my soul art thou so sad? When will thy sighs be o'er? Rejoice in Jesus and be glad Rejoice for evermore.

In evil long I took delight

Author: John Newton Appears in 329 hymnals Lyrics: 1 In evil long I took delight, Unaw'd by shame or fear Till a new object struck my sight, And stopt my wild career. 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, In agonies of blood; He fix'd his languid eyes on me; As near his cross I stood. 3 Sure never to my latest breath, Shall I forget that look; He seem'd to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, And plung'd me in despair; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And help'd to nail him there. 5 Alas! I knew not what I did, But now my tears are vain; Where shall my trembling soul be hid, For I the Lord have slain. 6 A second look he gave, which said, I freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom paid, I dy'd that thou may'st live. 7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy, My spirits now were fill'd, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him I kill'd.

Jesus at thy command

Appears in 180 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jesus, at thy command, I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep; For thee I would the world resign, And sail to Heaven with thee and thine. 2 Thou art my pilot— wise, My compass is thy word; My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord: I'll trust thy faithfulness and power, To save me in the trying hour. 3 The rocks and quicksands deep, Thro' all my passage lie; Yet Christ will safely keep, And guide me with his eye: My anchor, Hope, shall firm abide, And ev'ry boisterous storm outride. 4 By faith, I see the land— The port of endless rest: My soul thy sails expand, And fly to Jesu's breast; O may I gain the heavenly shore, Where winds and waves distress no more. 5 Come, Holy Ghost, and blow A prosperous gale of grace: Waft me from all below, To Heaven, my destin'd place; Then in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind. 6 Jesus, at thy command, I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all to sleep; For thee I would my all resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine.

Vital spark of heavenly flame

Appears in 275 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature cease, thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark! they whisper, angels, angels say, Sister spirit, come away; What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes, it disappears, Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears, With sounds seraphic rings, Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly, O grave, where is thy victory! O death, where is thy sting!

Zaccheus climb'd the tree

Appears in 19 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Zaccheus climb'd the tree, And thought himself unknown: But how surpriz'd was he, When Jesus call'd him down: The Lord beheld him tho' conceal'd, And by a word his pow'r reveal'd. 2 Wonder and joy at once Were painted in his face; "Does he my name pronounce, And does he know my case? Will Jesus deign with me to dine? Lord, I, with all I have is thine. 3 Thus, where the gospel's preach'd, And sinners come to hear: The hearts of some are reach'd, Before they are aware: The word directly speaks to them, And Jesus points them out by name. 4 'Tis curiosity Oft brings them in the way; Only the man to see, And hear what he can say; But how the sinner starts to find, The preacher knows his inmost mind. 5 His long forgotten faults Are brought again to view; And all his secret faults Expos'd in public too, Though compass'd with a croud about, The searching word has found him out. 6 While thus distressing pain, And sorrow fills the heart; He hears a voice again, That bids his fears depart: Then like Zaccheus he is blest, And Jesus deigns to be his guest.

In thee we now together came

Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 In thee we now together come, In singleness of heart; We meet, O Jesus, in thy name, And in thy name we part; We part in body, not in mind: Our minds continue one; And each to each in Jesus join'd, We hand to hand go on. 2 Subsists as in us all one soul; No pow'r can make us twain: Tho' mountains rise and oceans roll, To sever us in vain. Present we still in spirit are, And intimately nigh; While on the wings of faith and pray'r We each to other fly. 3 In Jesus Christ together we In heav'nly places sit: Cloath'd with the sun, we smile to see The moon beneath our feet. Our life is hid with Christ in God: Our life shall soon appear; And shed his glories all abroad In all his members here. 4 This heav'nly treasure here In a vile house of clay, But he shall to the utmost save, And keep it to that day, Our souls are in his mighty hand, And he will keep them still; And you and I shall surely stand With him on Zion's hill. 5 Him eye to eye we there shall see, Our face like his will shine: O what a glorious company When saints and angels join! O what a joyful meeting there! In robes of white array'd; Palms in our hands we all shall bear, And crowns upon our head! 6 Then let us lawfully contend, And fight our passage through, Bear in our faithful minds the end, And keep the prize in view: Then let us hasten to the day When all shall be brought home! Come, O Redeemer come away! O Jesus, quickly come!

O God my heart with love inflame

Appears in 77 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O God my heart with love inflame, That I may in thy holy name, Aloud in songs of praise rejoice, While I have breath to raise my voice; Then will I shout, then will I sing, And make the heavenly arches ring, I'll sing and shout for evermore, On that eternal happy shore. 2 O hope of Glory, Jesus come! And make my heart thy humble home For the small remnant of my days, I want to sing and shout thy praise. O give me Lord a heart to pray, And live rejoicing every day; For to give thanks in every thing; And sing and shout, and shout and sing. 3 When on my dying bed I lay, Lord give me strength to shout and pray! And praise thee with my latest breath, Until my voice is lost in death. Then brethren, sisters, shouting come, My body follow to the tomb: And as you march the solemn road, Loud sing and shout the praise of God. 4 Then you below and I above, We'll shout and praise the God of love, Until that great tremendous day, When Christ shall shout and wake our clay; Then from our dusty beds we'll spring, And shout O Death, where is thy sting? O Grave, where is thy victory? We'll shout to all eternity. 5 Our race is o'er we've gain'd the prize, Then shall the Sov'reign of the skies, With smiles unto his children say, Come reign with me in endless day. Then on that happy, happy shore, We'll shout and sing, our sufferings o'er, We'll sing and shout and shout and sing, And make the heav'nly arches ring. Glory Hallelujah.

Early my God, without delay

Appears in 394 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Early my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face, My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy pow'r, Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heav’nly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life herself, with all her joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing.