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Ah, how shall fallen man
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #360 (1873) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Human Depravity Lyrics: 1 Ah, how shall fallen man
Be just before his God?
If he contend in righteousness,
We fall beneath his rod.
2 If he our ways should mark
With strict, inquiring eyes,
Could we, for one of thousand faults,
A just excuse devise?
3 All-seeing, powerful God,
Who can with these contend?
Or who that tries th' unequal strife,
Shall prosper in the end?
4 The mountains, in thy wrath,
Their ancient seats forsake;
The trembling earth deserts her place,
Her rooted pillars shake.
5 Ah, how shall guilty man
Contend with such a God?
None, none can meet him and escape,
But through the Saviour's blood! Scripture: Job 4:17
Ah, how shall fallen man
When Adam sinned, through all his race
Author: Beddome Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #361 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Human Depravity Lyrics: 1 When Adam sinned, through all his race
The dire contagion spread;
Sickness and death, and deep disgrace
Sprang from our fallen head.
2 From God and happiness we fly,
To earth and sense confined;
Lost in a maze of misery,
Yet to our misery blind.
3 Corruption flows through all our veins,
Our moral beauty's gone;
The gold is fled, the dross remains;
O sin! what hast thou done!
4 Jesus! reveal thy pardoning grace,
And draw our souls to thee;
Thou art the only hiding-place
Where ruined souls can flee.
When Adam sinned, through all his race
How helpless fallen nature lies
Author: Steele Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #362 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Human Depravity Lyrics: 1 How helpless fallen nature lies,
Unconscious of her load!
The heart unchanged can never rise
To happiness and God.
2 Can aught beneath a power divine
A stubborn will subdue?
'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine
To form the heart anew.
3 'Tis thine the passions to recall,
And bid them upward rise;
To make the scales of error fall
From reason's darkened eyes;--
4 To chase the shades of death away,
And bid the sinner live:
A beam of heaven, a vital ray,
'Tis thine alone to give.
5 Renew these wretched hearts of ours;
Oh, give us life divine!
Then shall our passions and our powers,
Almighty Lord, be thine.
Scripture: Psalm 51:10
How helpless fallen nature lies
Sin has a thousand treach'rous arts
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #364 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 Sin has a thousand treach'rous arts
To practice on the mind;
With flattering looks she tempts our hearts,
But leaves a sting behind.
2 With names of virtue she deceives
The aged and the young;
And while the heedless wretch believes,
She makes his fetters strong.
3 She pleads for all the joy she brings,
And gives a fair pretense;
But cheats the soul of heavenly things,
And chains it down to sense.
4 So on a tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden food;
Our mother took the poison there,
And tainted all her blood.
Sin has a thousand treach'rous arts
Father of lights, from whom proceed
Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #366 (1873) Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 Father of lights, from whom proceeds
Whate'er thy every creature needs;
Whose goodness, providently nigh,
Feeds the young ravens when they cry;
To thee I look; my heart prepare;
Suggest and hearken to my prayer.
2 Since by thy light myself I see
Naked, and poor, and void of thee,
Thine eyes must all my thoughts survey,
Preventing what my lips would say:
Thou seest my wants; for help they call
And, ere I speak, thou know'st them all.
3 Fain would I know, as known by thee,
And feel the indigence I see;
Fain would I all my vileness own,
And deep beneath the burden groan;
Abhor the pride that lurks within,
Detest and loathe myself and sin.
4 Ah, give me, Lord myself to feel;
My total misery reveal:
Ah, give me Lord, I still would say,
A heart to mourn, a heart to pray:
My business this, my only care--
My life, my every breath, be prayer. Scripture: Job 38:41
Father of lights, from whom proceed
God is in this and every place
Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #367 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 God is in this and every place;
But oh, how dark and void
To me--'tis one great wilderness,
This earth without my God.
2 Empty of him who all things fills,
Till he his light impart;
Till he his glorious self reveals--
The veil is on my heart.
3 O thou who seest and know'st my grief,
Thyself unseen, unknown,
Pity my helpless unbelief,
And break my heart of stone.
4 Regard me with a gracious eye;
The long-sought blessing give;
And bid me, at the point to die,
Behold thy face and live.
God is in this and every place
Jesus, a word, a look from thee
Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #368 (1873) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 Jesus, a word, a look from thee,
Can turn my heart, and make it clean;
Purge out the inbred leprosy,
And save me from my bosom sin.
2 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe
Thou canst the saving grace impart;
Thou canst this instant now forgive,
And stamp thine image on my heart.
3 My heart, which now to thee I raise,
I know thou canst this moment cleanse;
The deepest stains of sin efface,
And drive the evil spirit hence.
4 Be it according to thy word;
Accomplish now thy work in me;
And let my soul, to health restored,
Devote its deathless powers to thee.
Jesus, a word, a look from thee
My former hopes are fled
Author: Cowper Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #369 (1873) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 My former hopes are fled:
My terror now begins;
I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.
2 Ah, whither shall I fly?
I hear the thunder roar:
The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door.
3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom;
But hark! a friendly whisper says,
Flee from the wrath to come.
4 I see, or think I see,
A glimmering from afar,
A beam of day that shines for me,
To save me from despair.
5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way;
I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day. Scripture: Luke 3:7
My former hopes are fled
How heavy is the night
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #371 (1873) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 How heavy is the night
That hangs upon our eyes,
Till Christ with his reviving light
Over our souls arise!
2 Our guilty spirits dread
To meet the wrath of heaven;
But, in his righteousness arrayed,
We see our sins forgiven.
3 Unholy and impure
Are all our thoughts and ways:
His hands infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace.
4 The powers of hell agree
To hold our souls in vain;
He sets the sons of bondage free,
And breaks the cursed chain.
5 Lord, we adore thy ways
To bring us near to God,
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace,
And thine atoning blood. Scripture: John 1:9
How heavy is the night
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
Author: Doddridge Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #372 (1873) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian System Condemnation Lyrics: 1 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye;
See Adam's race in ruin lie;
Sin spreads it trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughtered heaps around.
2 And can these dead awake and live?
And can these perished bones revive?
That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.
3 Thy ministers are sent in vain
To prophesy upon the slain;
In vain they call, in vain they cry,
Till thine Almighty aid is nigh.
4 But if thy spirit deign to breathe,
Life spreads through all the realms of death:
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice;
They move, they waken, they rejoice.
5 So, when thy trumpet's awful sound
Shall shake the heavens, and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies.
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
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