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The Spring, Great God, At Thy Command
Author: Thomas Gibbons Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8876 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The spring, great God, at Thy command,
Leads forth the smiling year;
Gay verdure, foliage, blooms and flowers,
T’adorn her reign, appear.
2 But soon canst Thou in righteous wrath
Blast all the promised joy,
The elements await Thy nod
To bless, or to destroy.
3 The sun, Thy minister of love,
That from the naked ground
Calls forth the hidden seeds to birth,
And spreads their beauties round;
4 But now, at God’s dread order sends
Destructive darts and fires;
Hills, plains, and vales are parched with drought,
And blooming life expires.
5 Like burnished brass, the heav’n around
In angry terror burns;
Our earth becomes a joyless waste,
And into iron turns.
6 O pity, Lord, in our distress,
Nor with our land contend;
Bid the avenging skies relent,
And showers of mercy send. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
The Spring, Great God, At Thy Command
Long Has Divine Compassion Strove
Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9474 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Long has divine compassion strove
With this rebellious land;
O justice, long has pleading love
Withheld thy dreadful hand.
2 At lengths, ye people, lift your eyes,
Your crimes no more pursue;
Behold the gathering tempest rise,
And tremble at the view!
3 See, fraught with vengeance, how it spreads!
To mercy instant fly;
E’er yet it burst upon your heads,
Repent, repent—or die.
4 Late raging storm, ’twas mercy stayed,
Her voice destruction heard,
Th’impetuous winds her voice obeyed,
And awful justice spared.
5 Shall every warning be in vain
Your ruin to prevent?
Indulgent mercy calls again,
Return, repent! repent!
6 The voice, ye people, hear with awe,
O hear, and turn to God;
Lest mercy, long abused, withdraw,
And leave you to the rod.
7 Almighty God, Thy powerful grace
Can change us, and forgive;
Can save a guilty rebel race,
And say, Repent, and live.
8 O let Thy powerful grace appear,
And justice sheath her sword;
Then shall a rescued nation fear
And love and praise the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
Long Has Divine Compassion Strove
See, Gracious God, Before Thy Throne
Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9516 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 See, gracious God, before Thy throne
Thy mourning people bend!
’Tis on Thy sovereign grace alone,
Our humble hopes depend.
2 Tremendous judgments from Thy hand,
Thy dreadful power display:
Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And yet we live to pray.
3 Great God, and why this nation spare,
Ungrateful as we are?
O be these awful warnings heard,
While mercy cries, Forebear.
4 What numerous crimes increasing rise,
Where Satan shows his smile?
What land so favored of the skies,
And yet what land so vile?
5 How changed, alas! are truths divine,
For error, guilt and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!
6 O bid us turn, almighty Lord,
By Thy resistless grace;
Then shall our hearts obey Thy word,
And humble seek Thy face.
7 Then should insulting foes invade,
We shall not sink in fear;
Secure of never failing aid,
If God, our God, is near. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
See, Gracious God, Before Thy Throne
Dear Lord! Behold Our Sore Distress
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9795 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Dear Lord! behold our sore distress;
Our sins attempt to reign;
Stretch out Thine arm of conquering grace,
And let Thy foes be slain.
2 The lion with his dreadful roar
Affrights Thy feeble sheep:
Reveal the glory of Thy power,
And chain him to the deep.
3 Must we indulge a long despair?
Shall our petitions die?
Our mournings never reach Thine ear,
Nor tears affect Thine eye?
4 If Thou despise a mortal groan,
Yet hear a Savior’s blood;
An advocate so near the throne
Pleads and prevails with God.
5 He brought the Spirit’s powerful sword
To slay our deadly foes;
Our sins shall die beneath Thy Word,
And hell in vain oppose.
6 How boundless is our Father’s grace,
In height, and depth, and length!
He makes his Son our righteousness,
His Spirit is our strength. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
Dear Lord! Behold Our Sore Distress
Awake, My Drowsy Soul
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12576 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Awake, my drowsy soul, awake Lyrics: 1 Awake, my drowsy soul, awake
And view the threatening scene:
The foes in legion camp around,
And treachery lurks within.
2 ’Tis not this mortal life alone
These enemies assail;
All thine eternal hopes are lost,
If their attempts prevail.
3 Now to the work of God awake;
Behold thy Maker near;
The various, arduous task pursue
With vigor and with fear.
4 The awful register goes on,
Th’account will surely come,
And opening day, or closing night
May bear me to my doom.
5 Tremendous thought! How deep it strikes!
Yet like a dream it flies,
Till God’s own voice the slumbers chase
From these deluded eyes. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
Awake, My Drowsy Soul
When Wild Confusion Wrecks The Air
Author: Mather Byles Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14441 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When wild confusion wrecks the air
And tempests rend the skies,
Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire
In harsh disorder rise;
2 Safe in my Savior’s love I’ll stand
And strike a tuneful song,
My harp all trembling in my hand,
And all inspired my tongue.
3 I’ll shout aloud, Ye thunders, roll,
And shake the sullen sky;
Your sounding voices, pole to pole
In angry murmurs cry.
4 The earth, she totters on her base,
And clouds the heav’n deform;
Blow, all ye winds from every place,
And rush the final storm.
5 Come quickly, blessèd hope, appear,
Bid swift thy chariot fly,
Let angels tell thy coming near,
And snatch me to the sky.
6 Around thy wheels in gladdest throng
I’d bear a joyful part;
All hallelujah on my tongue,
All rapture in my heart. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
When Wild Confusion Wrecks The Air
Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16118 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Great God, the terrors of Thy wrath Lyrics:
1 Great God, the terrors of Thy wrath,
What mortal tongue can tell?
A fiery stream comes issuing forth,
And lights the flames of hell.
2 No mitigation can it know,
Nor ever have an end;
Its greatness and duration, too,
All finite thought transcend.
3 But Thou, oh Lord, hast formed a plan,
Replete with wondrous grace.
To raise the fallen creature, man,
To perfect happiness.
4 Through the atonement of my Lord,
All sin may be forgiv’n;
‘Tis He removes the flaming sword,
Which barred the way to Heaven.
5 Should all the pow’rs of earth and hell
Their force against me join,
His cross will all my fears dispel,
And fill with peace divine.
Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath
How sweet and awful is the place
Hymnal: Book of Hymns and Tunes, comprising the psalms and hymns for the worship of God, approved by the general assembly of 1866, arranged with appropriate tunes... by authority of the assembly of 1873 #168a (1874) Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
How sweet and awful is the place
How long, O Lord, will You forget
Author: Eric Schumacher Hymnal: Songs for Suffering Saints #2 (2004) Tune Title: Bangor
How long, O Lord, will You forget
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