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Down headlong, from the native Skies

Appears in 13 hymnals Topics: Angels Punished and Man saved Lyrics: 1 Down headlong, from their native Skies, The Rebel-Angels fell, And Thunder-bolts of flaming Wrath Pursu'd them deep to Hell. 2 Down from the Top of earthly Bliss Rebellious Man was hurl'd, And Jesus stoop'd beneath the Grave, To reach a sinking world. 3 O Love of infinite Degree! Unmeasurable Grace! Must Heav'n's eternal Darling die, To save a trait'rous Race? 4 Must angels sink for ever down, And burn in quenchless Fire, While God forsakes his shining Throne To raise us Wretches higher? 5 Oh! for this Love, let Earth and skies With Hallelujahs ring, And the full Choir of human Tongues All Hallelujahs sing.

Death moves with victor's tread

Author: J. G. Adams Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: Death of a public man; Death of a Magistrate or Public Man

God manifest in the flesh

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 76 hymnals Topics: Christ Man of Sorrows; Christ Son of Man First Line: With glorious clouds encompassed round Scripture: John 1:14

Say, sinner, hath a voice within

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 231 hymnals Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Say, sinner, hath a voice within Oft whispered to thy secret soul, Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God’s control? 2 Hath something met thee in the path Of worldliness and vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath, And warned thee from that wrath to flee? 3 Sinner, it was a heavenly voice,— It was the Spirit’s gracious call; It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 4 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind; That call thou may'st not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find. 5 God’s Spirit will not always strive With hardened, self-destroying man; Ye, who persist His love to grieve, May never hear His voice again. 6 Sinner, perhaps this very day, Thy last accepted time may be; Oh shouldst thou grieve Him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee.

Hearts of stone, relent, relent

Appears in 218 hymnals Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Hearts of stone, relent, relent, Break, by Jesus cross subdued; See His body, mangled, rent, Covered with a gore of blood; Sinful soul, what hast thou done? Crucified God's only Son. 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, Driven the nails that fixed Him there; Crowned with thorns His sacred head, Plunged into His side the spear; Made His soul a sacrifice, While for a sinful man He dies. 3 Wilt thou let Him bleed in vain? Still to death thy Lord pursue? Open all His wounds again, And the shameful cross renew? No! with all my sins I'll part: Break, oh break, my bleeding heart!

Eternity! terrific word

Appears in 12 hymnals Topics: Man a Sinner Awakened Lyrics: 1 Eternity! terrific word, Within the heart a piercing sword! Beginning without ending! Eternity, unmeasured time! I sink beneath the thought sublime, That I to thee am tending: Deep horrors fill my quaking heart, My lips in speech refuse to part. 2 Eternity! oh what a pang! Eternity! no serpent's fang Could send that thrill of terror. When I revolve thy clanking chains, Thy dark abyss of deathless pains, My soul is filled with horror. Oh search the universe around, No equal terror can be found! 3 Awake, oh man, from sinful sleep; Bethink thyself, thou straying sheep; Seek God by true repentance! Awake, behold thy wasting sand, Eternity is just at hand And brings thine awful sentence. This is, perchance, thy final day: Who knows when he'll be snatched away? 4 Eternity! terrific word, Within the heart a piercing sword! Beginning without ending! Eternity! unmeasured time! I sink beneath the thought sublime, That I to thee am tending: Lord Jesus, when it pleaseth Thee, Grant me Thy blest eternity!

Your harps, ye trembling saints

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 356 hymnals Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take: Loud to the praise of love Divine Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home; And nearer to our house above We every moment come. 3 His grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the spark divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame, Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon His Name. 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears Subside at His control: His loving kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, O Lord, Who stays himself on Thee; Who wait for Thy salvation, Lord, Shall Thy salvation see.

Soldiers of Christ, arise

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 913 hymnals Topics: Man a Saint Steadfast and Abounding in Grace Lyrics: 1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, And gird your armor on, Strong in the strength which God supplies Through His eternal Son. 2 Strong in the Lord of hosts And in His mighty power, The man who in the Saviour trusts Is more than conqueror. 3 Stand, then, in His great might, With all His strength endued. And take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God,-- 4 That having all things done, And all your conflicts past, You may o'ercome through Christ alone, And stand complete at last. 5 From strength to strength go on; Wrestle, and fight, and pray; Tread all the powers of darkness down. And win the well-fought day. 6 Still let the Spirit cry, In all His soldiers, "Come," Till Christ the Lord descends from high, And takes the conquerors home.

How happy is the pilgrim's lot

Appears in 182 hymnals Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 How happy is the pilgrim’s lot, How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2 This happiness in part is mine; Already saved from self design, From every creature-love; Blest with the scorn of finite good-- My soul is lightened of its load, And seeks the things above. 3 Though I no foot of land possess, Nor cottage in this wilderness, A poor wayfaring man: I lodge awhile in tents below, Or gladly wander to and fro, Till I my Canaan gain. 4 Nothing on earth I call my own; A stranger, to the world unknown, I all their goods despise: I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight-- A city in the skies. 5 There is my house and portion fair, My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home; For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come! 9. I come, Thy servant, Lord, replies, I come to meet Thee in the skies, And claim my heavenly rest; Now let the pilgrim’s journey end, Now, O my Savior, brother, friend. Receive me to Thy breast!