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Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 23 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Whom one all-perfect God we own, Restorer of Thine image lost, Thy various offices make known; Display, our fallen souls to raise, Thy whole economy of grace. 2. Jehovah in Three Persons, come, And draw, and sprinkle us, and seal Poor, guilty, dying worms, in whom Thou dost eternal life reveal; The knowledge of Thyself bestow, And all Thy glorious goodness show. 3. Soon as our pardoned hearts believe That Thou art pure, essential love, The proof we in ourselves receive Of the three witnesses above; Sure, as the saints around Thy throne, That Father, Word, and Spirit, are One. 4. O that we now, in love renewed, Might blameless in Thy sight appear: Wake we in Thy similitude, Stamped with the Triune character; Flesh, spirit, soul, to Thee resign, And live and die entirely Thine! Used With Tune: STELLA (Hemy) Text Sources: Hymns on the Trinity, 1767
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I Call the World's Redeemer Mine

Author: Charles Wesley; John Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: 1. I call the world’s Redeemer mine; He lives who died for me, I know; Who bought my soul with blood divine, Jesus, shall re-appear below, Stand in that dreadful day unknown, And fix on earth His heavenly throne. 2. Then the last judgment-day shall come; And though the worms this skin devour, The Judge shall call me from the tomb, Shall bid the greedy grave restore, And raise this individual me, God in the flesh, my God, to see. 3. In this identic body I, With eyes of flesh refined, restored, Shall see that self-same Savior nigh. See for myself my smiling Lord, See with ineffable delight; Nor faint to hear the glorious sight. 4. Then let the worms demand their prey, The greedy grave my reins consume; With joy I drop my moldering clay, And rest till my Redeemer come; On Christ, my Life, in death rely, Secure that I can never die. Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Short Hymns, by John & Charles Wesley, 1762

How Good It Is to Thank the Lord

Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: How good it is to thank the Lord, And praise to thee, Most High, accord
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Lord, Show Me How to Count My Days

Author: Martin Leckebusch Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: Lament Individual; Time Scripture: Psalm 39 Used With Tune: RYBURN
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How Lovely, Lord of Hosts, to Me

Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1. How lovely, Lord of Hosts, to me The tabernacles of Thy grace; O how I long, yea, faint to see Thy hallowed courts, Thy dwelling place; For Thee my heart and spirit sigh, For Thee, O living God, I cry. 2. The sparrow has her place of rest; The swallow, through Thy kindly care, Has found where she may build her nest And brood her young in safety there; Thy altars as my rest I sing, O Lord of Hosts, my God, my King. 3. Blest they who in Thy house abide, They still to Thee shall render praise; Blest they who in Thy strength confide, And in whose hearts are Zion’s ways; Though passing through the vale of tears, Like springs of joy Thy grace appears. 4. Advancing still from strength to strength, They onward go where saints have trod, Till every one appears at length In Zion’s courts before his God; Jehovah, God of Hosts, give ear, Our fathers’ God, in mercy hear. 5. Upon us look, O God, our shield, The face of Thy anointed see; A thousand other days can yield No gladness like one day with Thee; Though only at Thy door I wait, No tents of sin give joy so great. 6. Jehovah, God our Shield and Sun, Will grace and glory surely give; No good will He withhold from one Who in His sight shall rightly live; O Lord of Hosts, most blest is he Who puts his steadfast trust in Thee. Used With Tune: ADORO TE Text Sources: The Psalter (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 229
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Now Is The Saint's Salvation Come

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Now is the saint’s salvation come Lyrics: 1 Now is the saint’s salvation come, The strength that slays the beast of Rome, The kingdom of our God below, The power of Christ against our foe, Which forces Satan to submit, Forever bruised beneath our feet. 2 Now the old dragon is o’erthrown, Th’accuser of the saints cast down, The grand deceiver of mankind, Who brought their secret sins to mind, And charged them at the bar of God, ’Till covered with their Savior’s blood. 3 But trusting in the martyred Lamb, The witnesses their foe o’ercame, The blood that calmed their sprinkled hearts, By that they quenched his fiery darts, And holding fast the sacred Word They slew him with the Spirit’s sword. 4 Armed with the dear Redeemer’s mind Their lives they cheerfully resigned, Ambitious of the torturing flame, They showed the power of Jesu’s name, Rejoiced their faithfulness to prove, And paid Him back His dying love. 5 Sing, ye inhabitants of Heaven, The kingdom to Messias given, T’extol the power of love divine, Let all His saints and angels sing While endless ages roll along, And shout the Lamb’s triumphant song. Used With Tune: CHRISTINE Text Sources: Short Hymns, Vol. II (Bristol, England: E. Farley, 1762)

O LORD, Arise, Come Help Me Now

Author: Helen Otte Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal

Jesus, We Know Your Love In this

Author: Carolyn Winfrey Gillette Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal
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Behold, What Wondrous Love and Grace

Author: William Sanders Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Behold, what wondrous love and grace! When we were wretched and undone, To save our ruined, helpless race, The Father gave His only Son! Of twice ten thousand gifts divine, No gift like this could ever shine. 2. Jesus, to save us from our fall, Was made incarnate here below; This was the greatest gift of all— Heaven could no greater gift bestow: On Him alone our sins were laid; He died, and now the ransom’s paid. 3. O gift of love unspeakable! O gift of mercy all divine! We once were slaves of death and hell, But now we in His image shine. For other gifts our songs we raise, But this demands our highest praise. 4. Praise shall employ these tongues of ours Till we, with all the hosts above, Extol His name with nobler powers, Lost in the ocean of His love: While angel choirs with wonder gaze, We’ll fill the heavens with shouts of praise. Used With Tune: STELLA (Hemy) Text Sources: Collection of Hymns for Camp Meetings, 1821

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