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Christ's Sufferings and Zeal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #130b (1786) Topics: Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin First Line: 'Twas for our sake, eternal God Lyrics: 1 'Twas for thy sake, eternal God, Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load Of base reproach and sore disgrace, While shame defil'd his sacred face. 2 The Jews his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd their sin; While he fulfill'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a cause. 3 [My Father's house, said he, was made A place for worship, not for trade; Then scattering all their gold and brass, He scourg'd the merchants from the place.] 4 [Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: Reproaches at thy glory thrown He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.] 5 [His friends forsook, his followers fled, While foes and arms surround his head; They curse him with a slanderous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies: They nail him to the shameful tree; There hung the man that dy'd for me. 7 But God beheld, and from his throne Marks out the men that hate his Son; The hand that rais'd him from the dead, Shall pour the vengeance on their head. Scripture: Psalm 69:7-36 Languages: English

Christ's Sufferings and Zeal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #130b (1787) Topics: Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin First Line: 'Twas for our sake, eternal God Lyrics: 1 'Twas for thy sake, eternal God, Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load Of base reproach and sore disgrace, And shame defil'd his sacred face. 2 The Jews his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd their sin; While he fulfill'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a cause. 3 [My Father's house, said he, was made A place for worship, not for trade. Then scattering all their gold and brass, He scourg'd the merchants from the place.] 4 [Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: Reproaches at thy glory thrown He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.] 5 [His friends forsook, his followers fled, While foes and arms surround his head; They curse him with a slanderous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies: They nail him to the shameful tree; There hung the man that dy'd for me. 7 But God beheld, and from his throne Marks out the men that hate his Son; The hand that rais'd him from the dead, Shall pour the vengeance on their head. Scripture: Psalm 69:7-36 Languages: English

This Is My Body

Author: Edward V. Bonnemère, 1921-1996 Hymnal: Lead Me, Guide Me (2nd ed.) #749 (2012) Topics: Body and Blood of Christ First Line: This is my body given up for you Scripture: Mark 14:22-26 Languages: English Tune Title: [This is my body given up for you]

Psalm 51 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.120 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Faith in the blood of Christ; Blood of Christ cleansing from sin; Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ First Line: O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. I cannot live without thy light Cast out and banished from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford; And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Savior's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Arise, my soul, arise

Author: C. Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #94a (1917) Topics: Blood of Christ; Christ Blood of 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 atoned 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, O 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 Tune Title: LENOX

Arise, my soul, arise

Author: C. Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #94b (1917) Topics: Blood of Christ; Christ Blood of 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 atoned 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, O 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 Tune Title: MILLENNIUM

There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #467 (1990) Meter: 8.6.8.6.6.6.8.6 Topics: Blood of Christ Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Immanuel's veins, and sinners, plunged beneath that flood, lose all their guilty stains: lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains; and sinners, plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day, and there may I, though vile as he, wash all my sins away: wash all my sins away, wash all my sins away; and there may I, though vile as he, wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood shall never lose its power, till all the ransomed Church of God be saved, to sin no more: be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more; till all the ransomed Church of God be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply, redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die: and shall be till I die, and shall be till I die; redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die. 5 When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave, then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing thy power to save: I'll sing thy power to save, I'll sing thy power to save; then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing thy power to save. Scripture: Zechariah 13:1 Languages: English Tune Title: CLEANSING FOUNTAIN

Thus saith the mercy of the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #529 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Faith in the blood of Christ; Blood of Christ cleansing from sin; Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ Lyrics: Thus saith the mercy of the Lord, "I'll be a God to thee; I'll bless thy num'rous race, and they Shall be a seed for me." Abram believed the promised grace, And gave his sons to God; But water seals the blessing now, That once was sealed with blood. Thus Lydia sanctified her house, When she received the word; Thus the believing jailer gave His household to the Lord. Thus later saints, eternal King! Thine ancient truth embrace; To thee their infant offspring bring, And humbly claim the grace. Scripture: Genesis 17:7 Languages: English

Psalm 51 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.118 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Faith in the blood of Christ; Blood of Christ cleansing from sin; Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ First Line: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? My crimes are great, but not surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace: Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Psalm 51 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.121 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Faith in the blood of Christ; Blood of Christ cleansing from sin; Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanced, I grew A juster prey for death. Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English