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O all ye works of God

Author: F. Bland Tucker, 1895-1984 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Used With Tune: IRISH Text Sources: A Song of Creation (para.)
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O All Ye Works of the Lord

Appears in 111 hymnals First Line: O all ye Works of the Lord, bless ye the Lord Lyrics: 1 O all ye Works of the Lord, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 2 O ye Angels of the Lord, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 3 O ye Heavens, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 4 O ye Waters that be above the firmament, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 5 O all ye Powers of the Lord, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 6 O ye Sun and Moon, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 7 O ye Stars of Heaven, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 8 O ye Showers and Dew, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 9 O ye Winds of God, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 10 O ye Fire and Heat, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 11 O ye Winter and Summer, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 12 O ye Dews and Frosts, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 13 O ye Frost and Cold, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 14 O ye Ice and Snow, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 15 O ye Nights and Days, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 16 O ye Light and Darkness, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 17 O ye Lightnings and Clouds, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 18 O let the Earth, bless the Lord: yea, let it praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 19 O ye Mountains and Hills, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 20 O all ye Green Things upon the earth, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 21 O ye Wells, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 22 O ye Seas and Floods bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 23 O ye Whales and all that move in the waters, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 24 O all ye Fowls of the air, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 25 O all ye Beasts and Cattle, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 26 O ye Children of Men, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 27 O let Israel, bless the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 28 O ye Priests of the Lord, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 29 O ye Servants of the Lord, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 30 O ye Spirits and Souls of the Righteous, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. 31 O ye holy and humble Men of heart, bless ye the Lord: praise Him and magnify Him for ever. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost; As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be: world without end. Amen. Topics: Ancient Hymns and Canticles Used With Tune: BENEDICITE

O All You Nations of the Earth

Appears in 1 hymnal Used With Tune: CHRISTMAS

O All You Peoples, Bless Our God

Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Revelation Used With Tune: FOREST GREEN Text Sources: Book of Psalms for Worship, 2009
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O all-aton­ing Lamb

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 O all-aton­ing Lamb, O Sav­ior of man­kind, If ev­ery soul may in Thy name With me sal­va­tion find; If Thou hast chos­en me, To tes­ti­fy Thy grace (That vast un­fa­thom­able sea Which co­vers all our race): 2 Equip me for the war, And teach my hands to fight, My sim­ple up­right heart pre­pare, And guide my words aright! Control my ev­ery thought, My whole of self re­move; Let all my works in Thee be wrought, Let all be wrought in love. 3 O arm me with the mind, Meek Lamb, that was in Thee, And let my know­ing zeal be joined To fer­vent cha­ri­ty: With calm and tem­pered zeal Let me en­force Thy call, And vin­di­cate Thy gra­cious will, Which of­fers life to all. 4 O! do not let me trust In any arm but Thine, Humble, O hum­ble to the dust This stub­born soul of mine; Cast all my reeds aside, Captivate ev­ery thought, And drain me of my strength and pride, And bring me down to naught. 5 Thou dost not stand in need Of me to prop Thy cause, T’assert Thy ge­ner­al grace, or spread The vic­to­ry of Thy cross; A fee­ble thing of naught With hum­ble shame I own; The help which up­on Earth is wrought Thou dost it all alone. 6 Little, and base, and mean, And vile in mine own eyes, A lump of mi­se­ry and sin At Thy com­mand I rise; I rise at Thy com­mand, I an­swer to Thy call, A wit­ness of Thy grace I stand, Thy grace which is for all. 7 O may I love like Thee, And in Thy foot­steps tread! Thou hat­est all ini­qui­ty, But no­thing Thou hast made; O may I learn Thy art With meek­ness to re­prove, To hate the sin with all my heart, But still the sin­ner love. 8 Increase (if that can be) The per­fect hate I feel To Sa­tan’s Hor­ri­ble De­cree, That ge­nu­ine child of Hell; Which feigns Thee to pass by The most of Ad­am’s race, And leave them in their blood to die, Shut out from sav­ing grace. 9 To most, as de­vils teach, (Get thee be­hind me, Fiend!) To most Thy mer­cies ne­ver reach, Whose mer­cies ne­ver end: "Millions of souls Thy will Delighted to or­dain Inevitable death to feel, And ev­er­last­ing pain." 10 In vain Thy writ­ten Word The hell­ish tale gain­says, Bids all re­ceive their com­mon Lord, And of­fers all Thy grace: Prophets, apos­tles join, And saints and an­gels call; And Christ at­tests the love di­vine, That sent Him down for all. 11 Yet still, alas! there are Who give their God the lie, The Sav­ior of the world they dare With all His truths de­ny; A monstrous two-fold will To God the Just they give, “His secret one ordained to kill, Whom His declared bids live. 12 "The God of truth commands All sinners to repent, And mocks the work of His own hands, By what He never meant: Commands them to believe An un­avail­ing lie, Him for their Savior to receive, For them who did not die." 13 Loving to every man, Of tenderest pity full, Did God the Good, the Just, ordain To damn one helpless soul? "He did! the Just, the Good," (Hell answers from beneath) "Spite of His Word, His oath, He would; He wills the sinner’s death." 14 Like as a Father feels His suffering children’s care, In God such kind compassion dwells, For all His offs­pring are: "He loves His little ones," (As Satan speaks) “so well, To dash their brains against the stones, And shut them up in Hell. 15 "He gives them damning grace To raise their torments higher, And makes His shrieking children pass To Moloch through the fire; He doomed their souls to death From all eternity," This is that wisdom from beneath, That Horrible Decree! 16 My soul it harrows up, It freezes all my blood, My tingling ears I fain would stop Against their hellish god. Constrained, alas! to hear His re­pro­bat­ing roar, And see him horribly appear All stained with human gore. 17 ’Tis thus, Thou loving Lamb, Thy creatures picture Thee; I blush to own my nature’s shame, That nature is in me; But let it not remain, The dire reproach efface; Arise, O God, Thy truth maintain, Thy all-redeeming grace. 18 Defend Thy mercy’s cause: Men have blasphemed their God, Thrown down the altar of Thy cross, And trampled on Thy blood; Thy truth and righteousness Their impious schemes disprove And rob Thee of Thy favorite grace; Thine universal love. 19 Ah! foolish souls, and blind! If your report be true, If mercy is not unconfined, What mercy were for you! Who all His truth blaspheme, Who all His grace deny; Fury, ye worms, is not in Him, Or He would you pass by. 20 Jesus, forgive the wrong, But O! Thy foes restrain, Silence the lewd, opprobrious tongue, That scourges Thee again: They put Thee, Lord, to shame, Again to death pursue; Yet O forgive them, gentle Lamb, They know not what they do. 21 Some men of simple heart The Devil’s tale believe, Beguiled by the old Serpent’s art, His saying they receive: For fear of robbing Thee They rob Thee of Thy grace, And (O good God) to prove it free, Damn almost all the race. 22 Pity their simpleness, O Savior of mankind, Scatter the clouds of smoke that press Their weak, bewildered mind; The other Gospel chase To Hell from whence it came; And let them taste Thy general grace, And let them know Thy name. 23 O all-redeeming Lord, Our common friend and head, Thine everlasting Gospel word In their behalf we plead! If they have drank their bane, Do Thou the death remove, The venomous thing drive out again By universal love. 24 Let it not plunge their soul In all th’extremes of ill, The fatal mischief, Lord, control, Nor suffer it to kill; Thou woudst that none should die, O bring them back to God; Thy sovereign antidote apply, Thine all-atoning blood. 25 Avenge us of our foe, And crush the Serpent’s head, Nor longer suffer him to sow On earth the deadly seed; The Trampler on Thy grace Bruise him beneath our feet; To Hell the old Deceiver chase, And seal the burning pit. 26 Then shall Thy saints rejoice, The Song of Moses sing, With angel choirs lift up their voice, And praise their heav’nly king. "Th’Accuser is subdued, And put to endless shame, Cast down by the all-cleansing blood Of the victorious Lamb." Used With Tune: GÖTTINGEN

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