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Hymn 104
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 39 hymnals First Line: Not the malicious or profane Lyrics:
Not the malicious or profane,
The wanton or the proud,
Nor thieves, nor sland'rers, shall obtain
Tue kingdom of our God.
Surprising grace! and such were we
By nature and by sin,
Heirs of immortal misery,
Unholy and unclean.
But we are washed in Jesus' blood,
We're pardoned through his name;
And the good Spirit of our God
Has sanctified our frame.
O for a persevering power
To keep thy just commands
We would defile our hearts no more,
No more pollute our hands.
Scripture: 1 Corinthians 6:10-11
Hymn 104
Hymn 104
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 262 hymnals First Line: Raise your triumphant songs Lyrics:
Raise your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Let the wide earth resound the deeds
Celestial grace has done.
Sing how eternal love
Its chief Beloved chose,
And bid him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.
His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes his brow;
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.
'Twas mercy filled the throne,
And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons down
To rebels doomed to die.
Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrow cease;
Bow to the sceptre of his love,
And take the offered peace.
Lord, we obey thy call;
We lay an humble claim
To the salvation thou hast brought,
And love and praise thy name.
Hymn 104
Hymn 105
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 178 hymnals First Line: Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard Lyrics:
Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard,
Nor sense nor reason known,
What joys the Father hath prepared
For those that love the Son.
But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heav'n to come;
The beams of glory in his word
Allure and guide us home.
Pure are the joys above the sky,
And all the region peace;
No wanton lips nor envious eye
Can see or taste the bliss.
Those holy gates for ever bar
Po lution, sin, and shame
None shall obtain admittance there
But followers of the Lamb.
He keeps the Father's book of life,
There all their names are found;
The hypocrite in vain shall strive
To tread the heav'nly ground
Scripture: 1 Corinthians 2:9-10
Hymn 105
Hymn 105
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 56 hymnals First Line: And are we wretches yet alive? Lyrics:
And are we wretches yet alive?
And do we yet rebel?
'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love,
That bears us up from hell!
The burden of our weighty guilt
Would sink us down to flames;
And threat'ning vengeance rolls above,
To crush our feeble frames.
Almighty goodness cries, "Forbear!"
And straight the thunder stays;
And dare we now provoke his wrath,
And weary out his grace?
Lord, we have long abused thy love,
Too long indulged our sin;
Our aching hearts e'en bleed to see
What rebels we have been.
No more, ye lusts, shall ye command,
No more will we obey;
Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand,
And drive thy foes away.
Hymn 105
Hymn 106
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 93 hymnals First Line: Shall we go on to sin Lyrics:
Shall we go on to sin
Because thy grace abounds;
Or crucify the Lord again,
And open all his wounds?
Forbid it, mighty God!
Nor let it e'er be said,
That we whose sins are crucified
Should raise them from the dead.
We will be slaves no more,
Since Christ has made us free;
Has nailed our tyrants to his cross,
And bought our liberty.
Scripture: Romans 6:1-2
Hymn 106
Hymn 106
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 112 hymnals First Line: O, if my soul were formed for woe Lyrics:
O, if my soul were formed for woe,
How would I vent my sighs!
Repentance should like rivers flow
From both my streaming eyes.
'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord
Hung on the cursed tree,
And groaned away a dying life
For thee, my soul, for thee.
O, how I hate those lusts of mine
That crucified my God!
Those sins that pierced and nailed his flesh
Fast to the fatal wood!
Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die,
My heart has so decreed;
Nor will I spare the guilty things
That made my Savior bleed.
Whilst, with a melting, broken heart,
My murdered Lord I view,
I'll raise revenge against my sins,
And slay the murd'rers too.
Hymn 106
Hymn 107
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 24 hymnals First Line: Deceived by subtle snares of hell Lyrics:
Deceived by subtle snares of hell,
Adam, our head, our father, fell;
When Satan, in the serpent hid,
Proposed the fruit that God forbid.
Death was the threat'ning: death began
To take possession of the man
His unborn race received the wound,
And heavy curses smote the ground.
But Satan found a worse reward;
Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord
"Let everlasting hatred be
Betwixt the woman's seed and thee.
"The woman's seed shall be my Son;
He shall destroy what thou hast done;
Shall break thy head, and only feel
Thy malice raging at his heel."
He spake; and bid four thousand years
Roll on; at length his Son appears;
Angels with joy descend to earth,
And sing the young Redeemer's birth.
Lo, by the sons of hell he dies;
But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies,
He gave their prince a fatal blow,
And triumphed o'er the powers below.]
Scripture: Genesis 3:1
Hymn 107
Hymn 107
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 368 hymnals First Line: That awful day will surely come Lyrics:
That awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste,
When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.
Thou lovely chief of all my joys,
Thou sovereign of my heart!
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound, "Depart!"
[The thunder of that dismal word
Would so torment my ear,
'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord,
With most tormenting fear.]
[What! to be banished from my life,
And yet forbid to die!
To linger in eternal pain,
Yet death for ever fly!]
O, wretched state of deep despair!
To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste his love.
Jesus, I throw my arms around,
And hang upon thy breast;
Without a gracious smile from thee
My spirit cannot rest.
O, tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;
Show me some promise in thy book
Where my salvation stands!
[Give me one kind assuring word
To sink my fears again,
And cheerfully my soul shall wait
Her threescore years and ten.]
Hymn 107
Hymn 108
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 114 hymnals First Line: Now with our mortal eyes Lyrics:
Now with our mortal eyes
Have we beheld the Lord;
Yet we rejoice to hear his name,
And love him in his word.
On earth we want the sight
Of our Redeemer's face;
Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight
To dwell upon thy grace.
And when we taste thy love,
Our joys divinely grow
Unspeakable, like those above,
And heav'n begins below.
Scripture: 1 Peter 1:5
Hymn 108
Hymn 108
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 200 hymnals First Line: Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Lyrics:
Come, let us lift our joyful eyes
Up to the courts above,
And smile to see our Father there
Upon a throne of love.
Once 'twas a seat of dreadful wrath,
And shot devouring flame
Our God appeared "consuming fire,"
And Vengeance was his name.
Rich were the drops of Jesus' blood
That calmed his frowning face,
That sprinkled o'er the burning throne,
And turned the wrath to grace.
Now we may bow before his feet,
And venture near the Lord;
No fiery cherub guards his seat,
Nor double-flaming sword.
The peaceful gates of heav'nly bliss
Are opened by the Son;
High let us raise our notes of praise,
And reach th' almighty throne.
To thee ten thousand thanks we bring,
Great Advocate on high;
And glory to th' eternal King,
That lays his fury by.
Hymn 108
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