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When languor and disease invade

Author: A. M. Toplady Appears in 305 hymnals Used With Tune: MAITLAND

When Any Turn From Zion's Way

Author: John Newton Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 108 hymnals First Line: When any turn from Zion’s way Lyrics: 1 When any turn from Zion’s way, (Alas! what numbers do!) Methinks I hear my Savior say, "Wilt thou forsake Me too?" 2 Ah Lord! with such a heart as mine, Unless Thou hold me fast; I feel I must, I shall decline, And prove like them at last. 3 Yet Thou alone hast power, I know, To save a wretch like me; To whom, or whither, could I go, If I should turn from Thee? 4 Beyond a doubt I rest assured Thou art the Christ of God; Who hast eternal life secured By promise and by blood. 5 The help of men and angels joined, Could never reach my case; Nor can I hope relief to find, But in Thy boundless grace. 6 No voice but Thine can give me rest, And bid my fears depart; No love but Thine can make me blest, And satisfy my heart. 7 What anguish has that question stirred, If I will also go? Yet, Lord, relying on Thy Word, I humbly answer, "No!" Used With Tune: MAITLAND Text Sources: Olney Hymns (London, W. Oliver, 1779), Book 1

Awake my soul—stretch every nerve

Author: P. Doddridge Appears in 1,066 hymnals Used With Tune: MAITLAND

"Take up thy cross," the Saviour said

Author: Charles William Everest Appears in 301 hymnals Used With Tune: MAITLAND

How Shall I Look Upon That Brow?

Author: K. Y. Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: How shall I look upon that brow Lyrics: 1 How shall I look upon that brow, O crowned with thorns for me? How shall I lift my sinful eyes, Those glorious eyes to see? 2 How shall I dare to look upon The piercèd hands and feet, When all the dead in Christ shall rise Their risen Lord to meet? 3 How shall I venture, holy Lord, To come before Thee now, All stained with sin my evil heart, Its mark upon my brow? 4 My waywardness, my willfulness, The sins I dare not name, Gave to the Lord of Life His death, The Lord of Glory shame. 5 The lame and blind were hated then Of holy David’s soul; They came to Thee in temple, Lord, And Thou didst make them whole. 6 The leper dared not sit or rest Where trace of man had been; Yet didst Thou deign, all merciful, To touch, and make him clean. 7 From some the righteous pure will shrink, And shun their face to see, But harlot and the publican Thou calledst unto Thee. 8 And when Thy blessèd hands were pierced, Upon the bitter tree, Even in that hour of agony, Thou thought with love of me. 9 Alas! I knew not what I did, I know not what I do, When by my sins I crucify The Son of God anew. 10 I only know that I am vile, More vile than words can say, But know that Jesus did not will The worst be cast away. Used With Tune: MAITLAND Text Sources: Lyra Messianica by Orby Shipley (London: Longman, Green, Longman, roberts & Green, 1864)