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The right hand of God is writing in our land
Author: Patrick Prescod Meter: 11.8.6.6.10 Appears in 22 hymnals Topics: Penitence Scripture: Exodus 3:7 Used With Tune: RIGHT HAND
The right hand of God is writing in our land
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Author: Miss Winkworth; Martin Luther Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 37 hymnals Topics: The Means of Grace Penitence Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Incline Thy gracious ear to me
As I appear before Thee.
If Thou remember each misdeed
And give to each his rightful meed,
Who can abide Thy presence?
2 Thy pardon, Lord, is gained through grace:
It can alone avail us.
Our works can ne'er our guilt efface,
The strictest life must fail us.
Before Thee none can boast of aught;
To fear Thee we are rightly taught,
On grace alone depending.
3 My hope is, therefore, in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon His faithful word
To them of contrite spirit;
That He is merciful and just,
This is my comfort and my trust:
I wait for Him in patience.
4 And though I tarry till the night
And till the morn awaken,
My heart shall not mistrust His might
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed,
Wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
Who will at last set Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow. Used With Tune: DE PROFUNDIS
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Alas, alas, how blind I've been
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 23 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Alas, alas how blind I've been,
How little of myself I've seen!
Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide,
Thoughtless of God, whom I defy'd.
2 Oft have I heard of heav'n, and hell,
Where bliss and wo eternal dwell;
But mock'd the threats of truth divine,
And scorn'ed the place where angels shine.
3 My heart has long refus'd the blood
Of Jesus, the descending God;
And guilty passion boldly broke
The holy law which heav'n had spoke.
4 Th'alluring world control'd my choice;
When conscience spoke, I hush'd its voice;
Securely laugh'd along the road,
Which hapless millions first had trod.
5 But now, th'Almighty God comes near
And fills my soul with awful fear--
Perhaps I sink to endless pain,
Nor hear the voice of joy again.
Alas, alas, how blind I've been
Ah, what can I, a sinner, do
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 35 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Ah, what can I, a sinner, do,
With all my guilt opprest?
I feel the hardness of my heart,
And conscience knows no rest.
2 Great God, thy good and perfect law
Does all my life condemn;
The secret evils of my soul
Fill me with fear and shame.
3 How many precious Sabbaths gone,
I never can recal;
And Oh, what cause have I to mourn,
Who misimprov'd them all!
4 How long, how often have I heard
Of Jesus, and of heav'n;
Yet scarcely listen'd to his word,
Or pray'd to be forgiv'n!
5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to thee,
And grant renewing grace;
For thou this flinty heart canst break,
And thine shall be the praise.
Ah, what can I, a sinner, do
My former hopes are fled
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 130 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 My former hopes are fled,
My terror now begins;
I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.
2 Ah, whither shall I fly?
I hear the thunder roar;
The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door.
3 when I review my ways,
I dread impending doom;
But sure a friendly whisper says,
"Flee from the wrath to come."
4 I see, or think I see,
A glimm'ring from afar;
A beam of day that sines for me,
To save me from despair.
5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way;
I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day.
My former hopes are fled
O Lord, my God, in mercy turn
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 21 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 O Lord, my God, in mercy turn,
In mercy hear a sinner mourn!
To thee I call, to thee I cry,
O leave me, leave me not to die!
2 O pleasures past, what are ye now
But thorns about my bleeding brow?
Spectres that hover round my brain,
And aggravate and mock my pain.
3 For pleasure I have given my soul;
Now justice, let thy thunders roll!
Now vengeance smile--and with a blow,
Lay the rebellious ingrate low.
4 Yet Jesus, Jesus! there I'll cling,
I'll crowd beneath his sheltering wing;
I'll clasp the cross, and holding there,
E'en me, oh bliss!--his wrath may spare.
O Lord, my God, in mercy turn
Oh, if my soul was form'd for wo
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 115 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Oh, if my soul were form'd for wo,
How would I vent my sighs!
Repentance should like rivers flow
From both my streaming eyes.
2 'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord
Hung on the cursed tree,
And groan'd away a dying life
For thee, my soul, for thee.
3 O, how I hate those lusts of mine
That crucified my God,
Those sins that pierc'd and nail'd his flesh
Fast to the fatal wood.
4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die,
My heart has so decreed,
Nor will I spare the guilty things
That made my Saviour bleed.
5 Whilst with a melting broken heart
My murder'd Lord I view,
I'll raise revenge against my sins,
And slay the murderers too.
Oh, if my soul was form'd for wo
Smote by the law, I'm justly slain
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 21 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Smote by thy law, I'm justly slain;
Great God, behold my case;
Pity a sinner fill'd with pain,
Nor drive me from thy face.
2 Dread terrors fright my guilty soul--
Thy justice, all in flames,
Gives sentence on this heart so foul,
So hard, so full of crimes.
3 'Tis trembling hardness that I feel;
I fear, but don't relent,--
Perhaps of endless death the seal:
Oh, that I could repent!
4 My pray'rs, my tears, my vows are vile;
My duties black with guilt;
On such a wretch can mercy smile,
Tho' Jesus' blood was spilt?
5 Speechless I sink to endless night,
I see an opening hell:
But lo! what glory strikes my sight!
Such glory who can tell!
6 Enwrapt in these bright beams of peace,
I feel a gracious God:
Swell, swell the note: Oh, tell his grace;
Sound his high praise abroad!
Scripture: Romans 7:9
Smote by the law, I'm justly slain
Come, my fond fluttering heart
Meter: Irregular Appears in 53 hymnals Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Come, my fond fluttering heart,
Come, struggle to be free,
Thou and the world must part,
However hard it be:
My trembling spirit owns it just,
But cleaves yet closer to the dust.
2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear,
Ye dearest idols, fall;
My heart ye must not share,
Jesus shall have it all:
‘Tis bitter pain, ‘tis cruel smart,
But ah! thou must consent, my heart!
3 Ye fair enchanting throng!
Ye golden dreams, farewell!
Earth has prevail'd too long,
And now I break the spell:
Ye cherish'd joys of early years,
Jesus, forgive these parting tears.
4 But must I part with all?
My heart still fondly pleads,
Yes--Dagon's self must fall,
It beats, it throbs, it bleeds.
Is there no balm in Gilead found
To sooth and heal the smarting wound?
5 O yes, there is a balm,
A kind physician there,
My fever'd mind to calm,
To bid me not despair:
Aid me, dear Saviour, set me free,
And I will all resign to thee.
6 O may I feel thy worth,
And let no idol dare,
No vanity of earth,
With thee, my Lord, compare:
Now bid all worldly joys depart,
And reign supremely in my heart!
Come, my fond fluttering heart
Lord, bring the day to pass
Author: Ian Masson Fraser (b. 1917) Meter: 6.6.12.8.8 Appears in 10 hymnals Topics: Penitence Lyrics: 1 Lord, bring the day to pass
when forest, rock, and hill,
the beasts, the birds, the grass,
will know your finished will:
when we attain our destiny
and nature lives in harmony.
2 Forgive our careless use
of water, ore, and soil --
the plenty we abuse
supplied by others' toil:
save us from making self our creed,
turn us towards each other's need.
3 Help us, when we release
creation's secret powers,
to harness them for peace,
our children's peace and ours:
teach us the art of mastering
in servant form, like Christ our King.
4 Creation groans, travails,
futile its present plight,
bound -- till the hour it hails
God's children born of light:
that we may gain our true estate,
come, Lord, new heavens and earth create. Scripture: 1 John 4:17 Used With Tune: LOVE UNKNOWN
Lord, bring the day to pass
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