Text Results

Switch back to the old search page.Advanced Search

Showing 61 - 70 of 403Results Per Page: 10 20 50

Desiring to join in the Song of Angels

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 144 hymnals First Line: Earth has engross'd my love too long Lyrics: 1 Earth has engross'd my love too long; 'Tis time I lift mine eyes Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, And to my native skies. 2 There the blest man my Saviour sits; The GOD how bright he shines! And scatters infinite delights On all the happy minds. 3 Seraphs with elevated strains, Circle the throne around: And move, and charm the starry plains, With an immortal sound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs; Jesus, my love, they sing; Jesus, the life of both our joys, Sounds sweet from every string. 5 Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, Here's joyful work for you. 6 I would begin the music here, And so my soul would rise: O for some heav'nly notes to bear My passions to the skies! 12 There ye that love my Saviour sit; There I would fain have place, Among your thrones, or at your feet, So I might see his face. Topics: Song of desired heaven

Thanksgiving Hymn

Appears in 221 hymnals First Line: Swell the anthem, raise the song! Lyrics: 1 Swell the anthem, raise the song! Praises to our God belong; Saints and angels join to sing, Praise to heav'ns Almighty King. 2 Blessings from his lib'ral hand, Pour around this happy land; Let our hearts beneath his sway, Hail the bright triumphant day. 3 Lo! the trembling nations stand, Smote by thy avenging hand; O'er their wide-extended plains, Awful desolation reigns. 4 Yet, to Thee our joys ascend, Thou hast been our heav'nly friend, Guarded by thy mighty pow'r, Peace and freedom bless our shore. 5 Here beneath a virtuous sway, Subjects cheerfully obey, Here we feel no tyrant's rod, here we own, and worship god. 6 Hark! the voice of nature sings, Praises to the King of kings; let us join the choral song, And the heav'nly notes prolong. Topics: Thanksgiving

To the Trinity

Appears in 1,791 hymnals 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, Ancient 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'rs 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 the great one in three, Eternal praises be, Hence, evermore; His Sov'reign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore Topics: Hymn to Trinity

Summer, or all flesh like grass

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 12 hymnals First Line: The grass and flow'rs, which clothe the field Lyrics: 1 The grass and flow'rs, which clothe the field, And look so green and gay; Touch'd by the scythe, defenceless yield, And fall, and fade away. 2 Fit emblem of our mortal state! Thus in the scripture glass, The young, the strong, the wise, the great, May see themselves but grass. 3 Ah! trust not to your fleeting breath, Nor call your time your own; Around you see the scythe of death Is mowing thousands down. 4 And you, who hitherto are spar'd, Must shortly yield your lives; Your wisdom is to be prepar'd, Before the stroke arrives. 5 The grass, when dead, revives no more: You die to live again; Beware lest death should prove the door To everlasting pain. 6 Lord, help us to obey thy call, And all our sins remove, That when like grass our bodies fall, Our souls may rise above. Topics: Man His frailty; Summer Scripture: Isaiah 40:6-8

Godly sorrow arising from the sufferings of Christ

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2,304 hymnals First Line: Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? Topics: Repentance From Christ's sufferings

For a time of general sickness

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 24 hymnals First Line: Death with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms: In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, And wait his dread command; And pains, and dying groans obey The signal of his hand. 3 With cruel force, he scatters round His shafts of deadly pow'r; While the grave waits its destin'd prey, Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail; Eternal life is our reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 What though his darts promiscous hurl'd, Deal fatal plagues around; And heaps of putrid carcases O'erload the cumber'd ground; 6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh, Were giv'n him from above, Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood, And feather'd all with love. 7 These, with a gentle hand he throws, And saints lie gasping too; But heav'nly strength supports their souls, And bears them conqu'rors through. Topics: Sickness General

For a public fast

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 186 hymnals First Line: See, gracious God, before thy throne Lyrics: 1 See gracious God, before thy throne Thy mourning people bend! 'Tis on thy sov'reign grace alone, Our humble hopes depend. 2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand, Thy dreadful pow'r display; Yet mercy spares this guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 What num'rous crimes increasing rise, Through this apostate land! What land so favor'd of the skies, Yet thoughtless of thy hand? 4 How chang'd alas! are truths divine, For error, guilt, and shame! What impious numbers, bold in sin, Disgrace the christian name! 5 Regardless of thy smile or frown, Their pleasures they require; And sink with gay indiff'rence down To everlasting fire. 6 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, By thy resistless grace; Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And humbly seek thy face. 7 [Then, should insulting foes invade, We shall not sink in fear; Secure of never-failing aid, If God, our God, is near.] Topics: Fast

A hymn to be repeated on going to rest

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 594 hymnals First Line: The day is past and gone Lyrics: 1 The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear, O may I ever keep in mind, The night of death is near. 2 I lay my garments by, Upon my bed to rest; So death will soon remove me hence, And leave my soul undrest. 3 Lord keep me safe this night, Secure from all my fears; May angels guard me while I sleep, Till morning light appears. 4 And when I early rise, To view th' unwearied sun, May I set out to win the prize, And after glory run. 5 That when my days are past, And I from time remove, Lord I may in thy bosom rest, The bosom of thy love. Topics: Evening

A Hymn for the Lord's day mroning

Appears in 107 hymnals First Line: Awake, our drowsy souls Lyrics: 1 Awake, our drowsy souls, Shake off each slothful band, The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand. Auspicious morn! thy blissful rays, Bright Seraphs hail in songs of praise. 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resign'd The glorious Prince of Life, In dark domains confin'd: Th'angelic host around him bends, And 'midst their shouts, the God ascends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord, Heav'n with hosannas rings; While earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings: Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, Thro' endless years to live and reign. 4 Gird on, great God, thy sword, Ascend thy conquering car, While justice, truth, and love Maintain the glorious war: Victorious thou thy foes shalt tread, And sin and hell in triumph lead. 5 Make bare thy potent arm, And wing th' unerring dart, With salutary pangs, To each rebellious heart: Then dying souls for life shall sue, Num'rous as drops of morning dew. Topics: Sabbath

A Hymn for the Evening of the Lord's day

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 191 hymnals First Line: Frequent the day of God returns Lyrics: 1 Frequent the day of God returns To shed its quick'ning beams; And yet how slow devotion burns! How languid are its flames! 2 Accept my faint attempts to love, My frailties, Lord forgive; I would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while I live. 3 Assist me while i wander here, Amidst a world of cares: Incline my heart to pray with love, And then accept my pray'rs. 4 Release my soul from every chain, No more hell's captive led; And pardon a repenting child, For whom the Saviour bled. 5 Spare me, my God, O spare the soul That gives itself to thee; Take all that I possess below, And give thy face to see. 6 Thy spirit, O my Father, give, To be my guide and friend, To light my ways to ceaseless joys, To Sabbaths without end. Topics: Sabbath