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Heal my backslidings

Hymnal: New Hymn and Tune Book #269d (1889) Topics: Humiliation Backslidings Lamented First Line: O Jesus, full of truth and grace Languages: English

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns for the use of the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church in America #871 (1872) Topics: Humiliation Backslidings Lamented First Line: O Jesus, full of truth and grace Languages: English

Weary of wandering from my God

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #415 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Christian experience Backslider returning; The returning Backslider Lyrics: 1 Weary of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return, I hear, and bow me to the rod: For thee, not without hope, I mourn; I have an Advocate above, A Friend before the Throne of Love. 2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace, More full of grace than I of sin; Yet once again I seek thy face, Open thine arms and take me in! And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore; O! for thy truth and mercy's sake! Forgive and bid me sin no more: The ruins of my soul repair, And make my heart a House of Prayer. 4 The stone to flesh again convert: The veil of sin once more remove! Sprinkle thy blood upon my heart, And melt it by thy dying love! This rebel heart by love subdue, And make it soft and make it new. 5 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears, And kindle my relentings now; Fill all my soul with filial fears: To thy sweet yoke my spirit bow: Bend by the grace, O bend or break The iron sinews in my neck! Scripture: Hosea 14:1

Yet there is Room

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CXVIII (1792) Topics: Backsliders invited to return First Line: Ye dying sons of men Lyrics: 1 Ye dying sons of men, Immerg'd in sin and woe, The gospel’s voice attend, While Jesus sends to you: Ye perishing and guilty come, In Jesus’ arms there yet is room. 2 No longer now delay, Nor vain excuses frame; He bids you come to-day, Tho' poor, and blind, and lame: All things are ready, sinners, come, For every trembling soul there’s room. 3 Believe the heavenly word His messengers proclaim; He is a gracious Lord, And faithful is his name: Backsliding souls, return and come, Cast off despair there yet is room. 4 Compell'd by bleeding love, Ye wand'ring sheep, draw near, Christ calls you from above, His charming accents hear! Let whosoever will, now come: In mercy’s breast there still is room. Scripture: Luke 14:22 Languages: English

Whosover will, let him come

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CXXI (1792) Topics: Backsliders invited to return First Line: Ye scarlet-color'd sinners, come Lyrics: 1 Ye scarlet colour'd sinners, come; Jesus the Lord invites you home; O whither can you go? What— are your crimes of crimson hue? His promise is for ever true, He'll wash you white as snow. 2 Backsliding souls, fill'd with your ways, Whose weeping nights, and wretched days, In bitterness are spent: Return to Jesus— he'll reveal His lovely face, and sweetly heal What you so much lament. 3 Tried souls! look up—he says 'Tis I— He loves you still, but means to try If faith will bear the test; The Lord has giv'n the chiefest good, He shed for you his precious blood; O trust him for the rest! 4 Ye tender souls, draw hither too, Ye grateful, highly favor'd few, Who feel the debt you owe; Press on, the Lord hath more to give; By faith upon him daily live, And you shall find it so. Languages: English

Ah, where am I now!

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CCVII (1791) Topics: Backslider Lyrics: 1 Ah, where am I now! When was it, or how That I fell from my heaven of grace? I am brought into thrall, I am stript of my All, I am banish'd from Jesus's face. 2 Hardly yet do I know How I let my Lord go, So insensibly starting aside: When the tempter came in With his own subtle sin, And infected my spirit with pride. 3 But I felt it too soon, That my Saviour was gone, Swiftly vanishing out of my sight; My triumph and boast On a sudden were lost, And my day it was turn'd into night. 4 Only pride could destroy That innocent joy, And make my Redeemer depart; But whate'er was the cause, I lament the sad loss, For the veil is come over my heart. 5 Ah! wretch that I am! I can only exclaim, Like a devil tormented within: My Saviour is gone, And has left me alone To the fury of Satan and sin. 6 Nothing now can relieve, Without comfort I grieve, I have lost all my peace and my pow'r; No access do I find To the friend of mankind; I can ask for his mercy no more. 7 Tongue cannot declare The torment I bear, (While no end of my troubles I see) Only Adam could tell On the day that he fell, And was turn'd out of Eden, like me. 8 Driven out from my God, I wander abroad, Thro' a desert of sorrows I rove; And how great is my pain, That I cannot regain My Eden of Jesus' love! 9 I never shall rise To my first paradise, Or come my Redeemer to see: But I feel a faint hope That at last he will stoop, And his pity shall bring him to me. Languages: English

Peter's Fall and Recovery

Author: Fawcett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXIV (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Backslidings and Returns First Line: How did the powers of darkness rage Lyrics: 1 How did the powers of darkness rage Against the son of God! While cruel men on earth engage To shed his precious blood. 2 His friends forsook him with surprise, When that dread scene began; And one perfidiously denies He ever knew the man. 3 How feeble human efforts prove Against temptation's power! E'en Peter's flaming zeal and love Are vanquish'd in an hour. 4 His firmest purpose will not stand Behold his guilt and shame! Lord, keep me by thy mighty hand, Or I shall do the same. 5 At length the suffering Savior turns, And looks with pitying eyes; Peter relents, withdraws and mourns, And loud for mercy cries. 6 So boundless is Jehovah's grace, He hears the humble prayer; If I am found in Peter's case, I would not still dispair. 7 Look on me, Lord, with eyes of love, My wandering soul restore; My guilt forgive, my fears remove, And let me sin no more. Scripture: Luke 22:54-62 Languages: English

How happy are they

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CCVI (1791) Topics: Backslider Lyrics: Part the First. 1 How happy are they, Who the Saviuor obey, And have laid up their treasure above Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That comfort was mine, When the favour divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb; When my heart it believ'd, O what joy I receiv'd, What a heaven in Jesus's name! 3 'Twas a heaven below The Saviour to know; And the angels could do nothing more Than to fall at his feet, And the story repeat, And the lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song; O that all his salvation might see! He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffer'd and died, To redeem such a rebel as me. 5 On the wings of his love I was carry'd above All sin, and temptation, and pain; I could not believe That I ever should grieve That I ever should suffer again. 6 I rode on the sky, Freely justify'd I! Nor envy'd Elijah his seat: My soul mounted higher In a chariot of fire, And the moon it was under my feet. 7 Oh! the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood! Of my Saviour possest, I was perfectly blest, As if fill'd with the fulness of God. Languages: English

How shall a lost sinner in pain

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CCVIII (1791) Topics: Backslider Lyrics: 1 How shall a lost sinner in pain, Recover his forfeited peace? When brought into bondage again, What hope of a second release? Will mercy itself be so kind To spare such a rebel as me? And O! can I possibly find Such plenteous redemption in thee! 2 O Jesus, of thee I require, If still thou art able to save, The brand to pluck out of the fire, And ransom my soul from the grave! The help of thy Spirit restore, And shew me the life-giving blood, And pardon a sinner once more, And bring me again unto God. 3 O Jesus in pity draw near, Come quickly to help a lost soul, To comfort a mourner appear, And make a poor Lazarus whole: The balm of thy mercy apply, (Thou seest the sore anguish I feel) Save, Lord, or I perish, I die, O save, or I sink into hell! 4 I sink, if thou longer delay Thy pardoning mercy to shew, Come quickly, and kindly display The pow'r of thy passion below. By all thou hast done for my sake, One drop of thy blood I implore: Now, now let it touch me, and make The sinner a sinner no more. Languages: English

Perseverance desired

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CVI (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Backslidings and returns Dreaded First Line: Jesus, my Savior and my God Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my Savior and my God, Thou hast redeem'd me with thy blood; By ties both natural and divine, I am, and ever will be thine. 2 But ah! should my inconstant heart, Ere I'm aware, from thee depart, What dire reproach would fall on me, For such ingratitude to thee! 3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate, The guilt, the shame, I deprecate: And yet so mighty are my foes I dare not trust my warmest vows. 4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord, Grace in the needful hour afford; O steel this tim'rous heart of mine With fortitude and love divine. 5 So shall I triumph o'er my fears, And gather joys from all my tears; So shall I to the world proclaim The honors of the Christian name. Languages: English