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Stay, Thou insulted Spirit! stay

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #359 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint Lukewarm and Backsliding Lyrics: 1 Stay, Thou insulted Spirit! stay, Though I have done Thee such despite; Nor cast the sinner quite away, Nor take Thine everlasting flight. 2 Though I have steeled my stubborn heart, And oft shaken off my guilty fears; And vexed and urged Thee to depart, For many long rebellious years,-- 3 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er Thy grace received, Ten thousand times Thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times Thy goodness grieved. 4 Yet oh! the chief of sinners spare In honor of my great High-Priest: Nor in Thy righteous anger swear T'exclude me from Thy people's rest. 5 This only woe I deprecate, This only plague I pray remove, Nor leave me in my lost estate, Nor curse me with this want of love. 6 E'en now my weary soul release, Upraise me with Thy gracious hand, And guide into Thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. Languages: English

O Thou, whose mercy hears

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #360 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Lukewarm and Backsliding Lyrics: 1 O Thou, whose mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye!-- 2 See! at Thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn; Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? Hast Thou not said, Return? 3 Absent from Thee, my light, Without one cheering ray, Through dangers fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! 4 Oh Shine upon my heart, With beams of mercy shine; And let Thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. Languages: English

Awake, my soul in joyful lays

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #361 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint Rejoicing in Deliverance Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise; He justly claims a song from me; His loving-kindness, oh how free! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate; His loving-kindness, oh how great! 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along; His lovingkindness, oh how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood; His loving-kindness, oh how good! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; But though I have Him oft forgot, His lovingkindness changes not. 6 Soon I shall pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; Oh may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. 7 Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day; And sing with raptures and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

From this world's joys and senseless mirth

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #363 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 From this world's joys and senseless mirth, Oh come, my soul! in haste retire; Assume the grandeur of thy birth, And to thy native heaven aspire. 2 'Tis heaven alone can make thee blest, Can every wish and want supply; Thy joy, thy crown, thy endless rest, Are all above the lofty sky. 3 Eternal mansions! bright array! Oh, blest exchange! transporting thought! Free from th'approaches of decay Or the least shadow of a spot. 4 There shall mortality no more Its wide-extended empire boast; Forgotten all its dreadful power, In life's unbounded ocean lost. 5 There dwells the sovereign Lord of all, The God that all the worlds adore; With whom is bliss that cannot pall, And joys that last for evermore. Languages: English

Let me go, the day is breaking

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #365 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 Let me go, the day is breaking, Dear companions, let me go; We have spent a night of waking In the wilderness below; Upward now I bend my way; Part we here at break of day. 2 Let me go; I may not tarry, Wrestling thus with doubts and fears; Angels wait, my soul to carry, Where my risen Lord appears; Friends and kindred, weep not so; If ye love me, let me go. 3 We have travelled long together, Hand in hand, and heart in heart, Both through fair and stormy weather-- And 'tis hard-- 'tis hard to part: While I sigh "Farewell" to you; Answer, one and all, "Adieu!" 4 'Tis not darkness gathering round me, Which withdraws me from your sight; Walls of flesh no more can bound me; But, translated into light, Like the lark on mounting wing, Though unseen, you hear me sing. Heaven's broad day hath o'er me broken, Far beyond earth's span of sky: I am dead?--Nay, by this token Know that I have ceased to die: Would you solve the mystery? Come up hither--come and see. Languages: English

Vital spark of heavenly flame!

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #366 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, Oh the pain--the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life! 2 Hark, they whisper--angels say, "Sister spirit, come away!" What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul--can this be death? 3 The world recedes!--it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes!--my ears With sounds seraphic, ring! Lend, lend your wings; I mount! I fly! Oh grave! where is thy victory? Oh death, where is thy sting? Languages: English

As when the weary traveler gains

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #367 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 As when the weary traveler gains The height of some commanding hill, His heart revives, if o'er the plains He sees his home, though distant still,-- 2 So, when the Christian pilgrim views By faith his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 The hope of heaven his spirit cheers; No more he grieves for sorrows past; Nor any future conflict fears, So he may safe arrive at last. 4 O Lord, on Thee our hopes we stay, To lead us on to Thine abode; Assured Thy love will far o'erpay The hardest labors of the road. Languages: English

Following Christ

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #369 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven First Line: Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon; His track I see--and I'll pursue The narrow way, till Him I view,-- 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment; The King's highway of holiness; I'll go, for all His paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not; My grief a burden long has been, Because I could not cease from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power, I sinned and stumbled but the more; Till late I heard my Saviour say, "Come hither, soul, I'm the way." 5 Lo, glad I come, and Thou, dear Lamb, Shalt take me to Thee as I am: Nothing but sin I Thee can give, Nothing but love do I receive. 6 I'll tell to all poor sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God." Languages: English

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #371 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan’s fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 Oh the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to my sight! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight! 3 There generous fruits that never fail, On trees immortal grow; There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales, With milk and honey flow. 4 All o’er those wide extended plains Shines one eternal day; There God the Son for ever reigns, And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds or poisonous breath Can reach that healthful shore; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and feared no more. 6 When shall I reach that happy place, And be for ever blest? When shall I see my Father’s face, And in His bosom rest. 7 Filled with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay; Though Jordan’s waves around me roll, Fearless I’d launch away. Languages: English

While on the verge of life I stand

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #372 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 While on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And faints my much-loved Lord to see: Earth, twine no more about my heart! For 'tis far better to depart 3 Come, ye angelic convoys! come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesus' throne,-- Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 The blissful interview, how sweet! To fall transported at His feet! Raised in His arms to see His face Through the full beamings of His grace! 5 As with a seraph's voice to sing! To fly as on a cherub's wings! Performing, with unwearied hands, The present Saviour's high commands. 6 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait Thy signal for the flight; For, while Thy service we pursue, We find a heaven in all we do. Languages: English