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A Last Prayer

Author: Helen Hunt Jackson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3587 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Father, I scarcely dare to pray Lyrics: 1. Father, I scarcely dare to pray, So clear I see, now it is done, How I have wasted half my day, And left my work but just begun. So clear I see that things I thought Were right or harmless were a sin; So clear I see that I have sought, Unconscious, selfish aims to win. 2. So clear I see that I have hurt The souls I might have helped to save; That I have slothful been, inert, Deaf to the calls Thy leaders gave. In outskirts of Thy kingdoms vast Father, the humblest spot give me; Set me the lowliest task Thou hast, Let me repentant work for Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA

Modern Christianity

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4296 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: How vainly do the heathen strive Lyrics: 1. How vainly do the heathen strive To falsify our Master’s word, Who teach us that we may godly live Yet never suffer for our Lord; In ancient times the fact allow, But say, the world is Christian now. 2. Christian the world of drunkards is, The world of whoremongers and thieves, The slaves of foul and fair excess; Whoe’er the Christian rite receives, Led from the font at Satan’s will, Haters of Christ, and Christians still. 3. The devilish, and the sensual crowd, Who as brute beasts their lusts obey, Lovers of pleasure more than God, Who dance, and curse, and fight and play, Monsters of vice, our nature’s shame, All hell assumes the Christian name. 4. Yet still when Antichrist prevails, And Satan sits in Moses’ chair, The Gospel truths are idle tales, No cross, no Holy Ghost is there, The heathen world will Christian seem, And bid us take the rule from them. 5. The temple of the Lord are we, (The synagogue of Satan cry) We need not persecuted be Or cruelly ourselves deny: Come see, ye fools, who sigh and grieve, How much at ease we Christians live. 6. We are the men—of wealth and state, Of pomp, and fashionable ease, Honor, and power, and pleasure wait The silken sons of downy peace; And lo! we glide secure and even Down a broad flowery way—to Heaven. 7. While house to house, and field to field, And living we to living join The gazing crowd obeisance yield And praise the slick and smooth Divine Who saves them all the madman’s care, The drudgery of faith, and prayer. 8. No fanciful enthusiasts we To look for inspiration here, To dream from sin to be set free Or hope to feel the Spirit near, Or know our sins on earth forgiven, Or madly give up all for Heaven! Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA (Short)

Object of All Our Knowledge Here

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4674 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Object of all our knowledge here, Our one Desire, and Hope below, Jesus, the Crucified, draw near, And with Thy sad disciples go: Our thoughts and words to Thee are known, We commune of Thyself alone. 2. How can it be, our reason cries, That God should leave His throne above? Is it for man th’Immortal dies? For man, who tramples on His love? For man, who nailed Him to the tree? O Love! O God! He dies for me! 3. Why then, if Thou for me hast died, Dost Thou not yet Thyself impart? We hoped to feel Thy blood applied, To find Thee risen in our heart, Redeemed from all iniquity, Saved, to the utmost saved, thro’ Thee. 4. Have we not then believed in vain, By Christ unsanctified, unfreed? In us He is not ris’n again, We know not but He still is dead, No life, no righteousness we have, Our hopes seem buried in His grave. 5. Ah! Lord, if Thou indeed art ours, If Thou for us hast burst the tomb, Visit us with Thy quickening powers, Come to Thy mournful followers, come, Thyself to Thy weak members join, And fill us with the life divine. 6. Thee, the great Prophet sent from God, Mighty in deed and word we own; Thou hast on some the grace bestowed, Thy rising in their hearts made known; They publish Thee to life restored, Attesting they have seen the Lord. 7. Alas for us, whose eyes are held! Why cannot we our Savior see? With us Thou art yet still concealed: O might we hear one word from Thee! Speak, and to our unbelief reprove, Our baseness to mistrust Thy love. 8. Fools as we are, and slow of heart, So backward to believe the Word! The Prophets’ only aim Thou art: They sang the sufferings of their Lord, Thy life for ours a ransom given, Thy rising to ensure our Heaven. 9. Ought not our Lord the death to die, And then the glorious life to live? To stoop; and then to go up on high? The pain, and then the joy receive? His blood, the purchase price lay down, Endure the cross, and claim the crown? 10. Ought not the members all to pass The way their Head had passed before? Thro’ sufferings perfected He was, The garment dipped in blood He wore, That we with Him might die, and rise And bear His nature to the skies! Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA (Short)

O God of Light

Author: Arthur S. Booth-Clibborn Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4896 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: O God of light, O God of love Lyrics: 1. O God of light, O God of love, Shine on my soul from Heaven above! Let sin appear in Thy pure ray As black as on the judgment day; Let perfect love apply the test, And all that’s wrong make manifest. 2. O take Thy plummet and Thy line, Apply them to this heart of mine, And thus reveal each crooked place, By contrast with true righteousness! Let holy truth condemn each sham; Show what Thou art, and what I am. 3. O smite and spare not, faithful God! A Father’s hand still holds the rod; O make my sin-stained conscience smart, And write Thy law upon my heart So plainly, that my will shall bow In full surrender, here and now! 4. Work on in me Thy perfect will, In me Thy promise, Lord, fulfill; O make me quick to fight for Thee, And set my soul in liberty! My soul can rest in nothing less Than in a spotless holiness. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA (Short)

O Happy Nation

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4947 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: O happy nation, where the Lord Lyrics: 1. O happy nation, where the Lord Reveals the treasure of His Word, And builds His Church, His earthly throne! His eye the heathen world surveys, He formed their hearts, He knows their ways; But God their maker is unknown. 2. Let kings rely upon their host, And of his strength the champion boast; In vain they boast, in vain rely; In vain we trust the brutal force, Or speed, or courage, of a horse, To guard his rider or to fly. 3. The eye of Thy compassion, Lord, Doth more secure defense afford When death or dangers threatening stand; Thy watchful eye preserves the just, Who make Thy name their fear and trust, When wars or famine waste the land. 4. In sickness, or the bloody field, Thou our physician, Thou our shield, Send us salvation from Thy throne: We wait to see Thy goodness shine; Let us rejoice in help divine, For all our hope is God alone. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA

Ancient Of Days! The Years Roll On

Author: Thomas Holme Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8037 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Ancient of Days! The years roll on Obedient to Thy sole decree; And when their destined work is done, Merge in the past eternity. Thousand of years have sped their way, Since poised by Thine almighty hand; Sun, moon, and stars, in bright array, Have wheeled in spheres at Thy command. 2 Firm as the heavenly hosts appear, The lines which future things portray, Converge in one predestined year, When Heaven and earth shall pass away. Whate’er that consummation be, Oh, let me, Lord, Thy mercy prove In worlds upheaved, from danger free, Within the covert of Thy love! 3 Ancient of Days! ’Tis Thine to say— Man vainly tries to scan th’unknown— How distant or how near the day, When we must stand before Thy throne. Through each new year vouchsafed to me, Be this my being’s aim and end, Thine here to live, in Heaven with Thee A blessed eternity to spend. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA

My Reins, My Fabric's Every Part

Author: James Merrick, 1720-1769 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8188 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: My reigns, my fabric’s every part Lyrics: 1 My reigns, my fabric’s every part, O Lord, the wonders of Thy art Proclaim, and prompt my willing tongue To meditate the grateful song: With deepest awe my thought this frame Surveys—I tremble that I am. 2 While yet a stranger to the day Within the burthened womb I lay, My bones, familiar to Thy view, By just degrees to firmness grew: Thy power my lineaments began, To shapes prescribed the texture ran. 3 Day to succeeding day consigned Th’unfinished birth; Thy mighty mind Each limb, each nerve, ere yet they were, Contemplated distinct and clear; Those nerves Thy curious finger spun, Those limbs it fashioned one by one. 4 And, as Thy pen in fair design Traced on Thy book each shadowy line, Thy handmaid Nature read them there, And made the growing work her care, Conformed it to th’unerring plan, And gradual wrought me into man. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA

That Man Whose Impious Tongue Denies

Author: Harriet Auber Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9164 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 That man whose impious tongue denies The God who every want supplies, Or whose unhallowed actions prove He feels nor gratitude nor love, Ranks far beneath the brute, who knows What hand his humble meal bestows. 2 Yet, did not such heavenly grace abound, Such would each son of man be found; For when the Almighty from His throne Looked on the earth, behold not one The narrow path of virtue trod, Or kept the precepts of his God. 3 But He, who with a single breath Could doom a guilty world to death, With mercy’s gently pleading voice, Offers salvation to our choice; Freedom from sin’s debasing chain, And strength fresh conflicts to sustain. 4 O haste we then—with joy embrace This rich, this freely offered grace; Gladly our hearts and voices raise, In loud and grateful songs of praise, And to the listening world proclaim Our great Redeemer’s glorious name. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA

The Book – Let All Bow Down And Read

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9179 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: The book—let all bow down and read Lyrics: 1 The book—let all bow down and read— The book of God to sinners given, The birth of Abraham’s blessed Seed, Of David’s Son, sent down from Heaven! Stupendous mystery divine, Gospel to ages past unknown! Heathens and Jews through Jesus join, And God and man in Christ are one. 2 Father of Jesus Christ, our Lord, Our Father through His birth Thou art; Thy Spirit testifies the Word Made flesh, to every faithful heart; In us Thy new-born Son reveal, Thy Son from all eternity, And give Him still on earth to dwell, By faith conceived and formed in me. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA

Before The Great Jehovah's Bar

Author: Rowland Hill, 1744-1833 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9594 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Before the great Jehovah’s bar Lyrics: 1 Before the great Jehovah’s bar Soon must assembled worlds appear, And every word, and deed, and thought Shall into judgment then be brought. Then all shall hear their righteous doom Of wrath, or endless joys to come; And each receive his just reward Of bliss or vengeance from the Lord. 2 Dear Lord, it was Thine highest joy, To save where sin did once destroy; While thundering vengeance rolls above, We trust in Thy redeeming love. Hail! God of unexampled grace, All Heav’n shall sound Thine endless praise; High glories to the dying Lamb, Who death, by His own death, o’ercame. Languages: English Tune Title: SAGINA