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Exhortation to Praise

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #XXIV (1790) First Line: Come, sound his praise abroad Lyrics: 1 Come, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing; Jehovah is the sov'reign God, The universal King. 2 He form'd the deeps unknown; He gave the seas their bound; The wat'ry worlds are all his own: And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord; We are his works, and not our own: He form'd us by his word. 4 But if your ears refuse The language of his grace, And heart grown hard, like stubborn Jews That unbelieving race; 6 The Lord in vengeance drest Will lift his hand, and swear, You that despise my promis'd rest, Shall have no portion there. Topics: At the Opening of Public Worship Scripture: Psalm 95 Languages: English

At Opening worship

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCLXIII (1790) First Line: Come, thou Almighty King Lyrics: 1 Come, thou Almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise! Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, ANTIENT OF DAYS. 2 JESUS, our LORD, arise, Scatter our enemies, And make them fall! Let thine Almighty aid, Our sure defence be made, Our souls on thee be stay'd: LORD, hear our call! 3 Come, thou incarnate word, Gird on thy mighty sword, Our pray'r attend! Come! and thy people bless, And give thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend! 4 Come, holy comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour! Thou who Almighty art, Now rule in ev'ry heart, And ne'er from us depart. Spirit of pow'r! 5 To thee great one in three, Eternal praises be, Hence — evermore! Thy sov'reign Majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity, Love and adore. Topics: Worship Languages: English

Come thou font of ev'ry blessing

Author: Robison Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCIV (1790) Lyrics: 1 Come thou font of ev'ry blessing! Tune my heart to sing thy grace! Streams of mercy never-ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise: Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount — I'm fixt upon it, Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise mine Eben-Ezer, Hither by thy help I'm come; And I hope by thy good pleasure Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God; He to rescue me from danger, Interpos'd with precious blood. 3 O! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrain'd to be! Let that grace, Lord like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring hear to thee! Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it; Prone to leave the God I love - Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it; Seal it from thy courts above! Topics: Invitation Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:12 Languages: English

Pardon and Rest for the weary Soul

Author: Steele Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CXXVIII (1790) First Line: Come, weary soul with in distrest Lyrics: 1 Come, weary souls, with sin distrest; Come and accept the promis'd rest; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, O come, and spread your woes abroad, Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes, Pardon, and life, and endless peace; How rich the gift! how free the grace. 4 Lord we accept with thankful hearts; The hope thy gracious word imparts; We come with trembling yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 5 Dear Saviour! let thy powerful love, Confirm our faith, our fears remove; And sweetly influ'nce every breast, And guide us to eternal rest. Topics: After Sermon Languages: English

Invitation

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCXV (1790) First Line: Come, ye sinners, come to Jesus Lyrics: 1 Come, ye sinners, come to Jesus, Think upon your glorious Lord, He has pity'd your condition, He has sent his gospel word. Mercy calls you, Mercy flows on Jesus' blood. 2 Dearest Saviour, help thy servant To proclaim thy wodn'rous love; Pour thy grace upon this people, That thy truth they may approve; Bless O bless them From thy shining courts above. 3 Now thy gracious word invites them To partake the gospel-feast: Let thy Spirit sweetly draw them, Ev'ry soul be Jesus' guest. O receive us Let us find thy promis'd rest. Languages: English

Invitation

Author: Toplady Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCXII (1790) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Come ye sinners poor and wretched Lyrics: 1 Come ye sinners poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and pow'r; He is able, He is willing; doubt no more. 2 Ho! ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh Without money Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger Nor of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness he requireth Is to feel you need of him This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Agonizing in the garden, Lo your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold him, Hear him cry before he dies, It is finish'd" Sinner will not this suffice? 5 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood, Venture on him, venture freely Let no other trust intrude, None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 6 Saints and angels join'd in concert Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of Heaven, Sweetly echo with his Name. Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the same. Languages: English

Heavenly joy on earth

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: SPHP1790 #XXIII (1790) First Line: Come, we that love the Lord Lyrics: 1 [Come, we that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround the throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind Be banish'd from this place: Religion never was design'd To make our pleasures less.] 3 Let those refuse to sing, That never knew our God, But fav'rites of the heav'nly King May speak their joys abroad. 4 This heav'nly King is ours, Our Father and our love; He shall send down his heav'nly pow'rs To carry us above. 5 There we shall see his face, And never, never sin; There from the rivers of thy grace, Drink endless pleasures in. Topics: At the Opening of Public Worship Languages: English

The Law and Gospel

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CXLIV (1790) First Line: Curst be the man for ever curst Lyrics: 1 Curst be the man for ever curst, "That doth one wilful sin commit; "Death and damnation for the first, Without relief, and infinite." 2 Thus Sinai roars; and round the earth Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings; But Jesus thy dear gasping breath, And Calvary say gentler things. 3 "Pardon and grace, and boundless love "Streaming along a Saviour's blood, "And life, and joys, and crowns above, "Ordain'd by a dear bleeding God." 4 Hark how he prays, (the charming sound, Dwells on his dying lips) forgive; And every groan, and gaping wound, Cries, "Father, let the rebels live." 5 Go, you that rest upon the law, And toil and seek salvation there, Look to the flame that Moses saw, And shrink, and tremble, and despair. 6 But I'll retire beneath the cross, Saviour at thy dear feet I'll lie; And the keen sword that justice draws, Flaming and red, shall pass me by. Topics: After Sermon Languages: English

Repentant sinner

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCXXXIX (1790) First Line: Dear JESUS, here comes, And knocks at thy door Lyrics: 1 Dear JESUS, here comes And knocks at thy door, A beggar for crumbs, Distressed and poor, Blind, lame, and forsaken, All roll'd in his blood, At last overtaken When running from GOD. 2 To ask children's bread I dare not presume, But, LORD, to be fed, With fragments I comeL Some crumbs from thy table, O let me obtain, For, lo thou art able, My wants to sustain. 3 I own I deserve Bo favour to see, So long I did swerve And wander from thee; 'Till brought by affliction Ny follies to mourn, Now under conviction To thee I return. 4 Great GOD, my desert, Is nothing but death, And hence to depart, For ever in wrath; Yet, LORD to this city, Of refuge I flee, O let thine eye pity, A sinner like me! 4 For since thou hast said Thou wilt cast out none, That flee to thine aid, As sinners undone: Now, LORD, I am come as, Condemned to die, And on this sweet promise I humbly rely. 5 I cannot depart, Dear JESUS, nor yield, 'Till feels my poor heart This promise fulfill'd, That I may for ever A monument be, To praise thee free Saviour Of sinners like me. Languages: English

Funeral occasions

Author: Trivetts Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCXXXIII (1790) First Line: Death, as a sleep or gentle doze Lyrics: 1 Death as a sleep or gentle dos, Does every weary saint compose Lays all its pain, and griefs remove, Conveys the Soul to worlds above. 2 Where all its sigs and mournful cries, With pained heart; and flowing eyes, Are chang'd for pleasures lasting sweet Nor can it more with sorrow meet. 3 Blest in the lamb's embrace it lies, Praising its God above the sies; In sparkling robes of glory bright, Transporting joys and pure delight. 4 Thus with the growing concert join, And seraphs in musick divine 'Tis rapture almost ravishing, To hear the charming notes they sing. 5 Nor can those joys sublime be less, They'r flowing streams of perfect bliss Yet parents and relations dear, Are loth their loving friend to spare. Topics: Funeral Occasions Languages: English