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How Painful Is The Task

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16122 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How painful is the task, A member to disown; Once by the church esteemed and loved, And as a brother known. 2 Could aught prevent the deed, The solemn deed declared, How happy it for us had been, From such a duty spared. 3 But oh, the love of Christ, The love of truth demands, This needful, painful sacrifice, This duty at our hands. 4 Should we at sin connive, Or any evil spare, How could we give account at last, When Jesus shall appear. 5 His eyes as flames of fire, Search all the churches through, Naught can be hidden from His sight, Though veiled from mortal view. 6 To Him may we ourselves, In faithfulness approve; And while we mourn our humbled state, Wait His reviving love. Languages: English Tune Title: AYLSEBURY
How Painful Is The Task
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Thy Will, Not Mine

Author: Charles C. Washburn Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16137 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Thy will, not mine, O Lord Lyrics: 1 Thy will, not mine, O Lord, In all things I would see; Thine own in bo­dy, spi­rit, soul, I would for­ev­er be. 2 Thy will, I now re­sign My all in­to Thy hands; My as­pi­ra­tions, hopes, de­sires, Ambitions, dreams and plans. 3 My will, O let it lie All bur­ied deep in Thine, That dai­ly, hour­ly, I shall seek Thy heart’s de­sires, not mine. 4 Thy will, not mine, O Lord, Be then my con­stant prayer; So be­ing all ab­sorbed by Thee, I shall Thy glo­ry share. Languages: English Tune Title: NYACK
Thy Will, Not Mine
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Ye Mourning Saints Behold

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16159 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Ye mourn­ing saints, be­hold Lyrics: 1 Ye mourn­ing saints, be­hold The Lamb that once was slain; See, see Him on the cross ex­pire, In ago­niz­ing pain. 2 The fruits of glo­ry grow On that ac­curs­èd tree; The Sav­ior dies, the sin­ner lives, His bond­age sets us free. 3 The law He sa­tis­fied, And paid the debt we owed, Atoned our guilt, our grief sus­tained, A vast op­press­ive load. 4 ’Tis from His dy­ing groans, Our loud ho­san­nas rise; By faith in Him our souls as­pire To man­sions in the skies. 5 In our unit­ed songs, Let us His grace pro­claim; For us He died and rose again, Exalted be His name. Languages: English Tune Title: TRENTHAM
Ye Mourning Saints Behold
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My Savior, I Am Thine (Dear Savior, I Am Thine0

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16203 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: My Sav­ior, I am Thine Lyrics: 1 My Sav­ior, I am Thine By ev­er­last­ing bands; My name, my heart I would re­sign, My soul is in Thy hands. 2 To Thee I still would cleave With ever grow­ing zeal; Let mill­ions tempt me Christ to leave, They ne­ver shall pre­vail. 3 His Spi­rit shall unite My soul to Him, my head, Conform me to His im­age bright, Teach me His path to tread. 4 Death will my soul di­vide From this abode of clay; But love shall keep me near His side Thro’ all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and I are one, There’s no­thing else to fear. If He in Heav’n hath fixed His throne, He’ll fix His mem­bers there. Languages: English Tune Title: GOLDEN HILL
My Savior, I Am Thine (Dear Savior, I Am Thine0
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Thou Very Present Aid

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16218 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Thou ve­ry pre­sent aid Lyrics: 1 Thou ve­ry pre­sent aid, In suf­fer­ing and dis­tress, The soul which still on Thee is stayed Is kept in per­fect peace. 2 The soul by faith re­clined On His Re­deem­er’s breast, Midst rag­ing storms ex­ults to find An ev­er­last­ing rest. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone, Whene’er Thy face ap­pears, It stills the sigh­ing or­phan’s moan, And dries the wi­dow’s tears. 4 It hal­lows ev­ery cross, It sweet­ly com­forts me, And makes me now for­get my loss; And lose my­self in Thee. 5 Peace to the trou­bled heart, Health to the sin-sick mind, The wound­ed spi­rit’s balm Thou art, The Heal­er of man­kind. 6 In deep af­flict­ion blest, With Thee I mount above, And sing, tri­um­phant­ly dis­tressed, Thine all-suf­fi­cient love. 7 Jesus, to whom I fly, Doth all my wish­es fill, In vain the crea­ture-streams are dry, I have the Fount­ain still. 8 Stripped of my earth­ly friends, I find them all in One, And peace and joy that ne­ver ends, And Hea­ven, in Christ alone! Languages: English Tune Title: DENNIS
Thou Very Present Aid
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Oh Lord, Thy Perfect Word

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16235 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Oh Lord, Thy per­fect word Lyrics: 1 Oh Lord, Thy per­fect word Directs our steps aright, Nor can all other books af­ford Such pro­fit or de­light. 2 Celestial beams it sheds, To cheer this vale be­low; To dist­ant lands its glo­ry spreads, And streams of mer­cy flow. 3 True wis­dom it im­parts, Commands our hope and fear, Oh, may we hide it in our hearts, And feel its inf­lu­ence there. Languages: English Tune Title: SIERRA NEVADA
Oh Lord, Thy Perfect Word
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My Soul Desires The Word

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16237 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: My soul de­sires the word Lyrics: 1 My soul de­sires the word, As in­fants seek the breast; To me its sacr­ed pro­mis­es Afford a con­stant feast. 2 When I be­hold the page, Where Je­sus’ glo­ries shine, A ge­ni­al warmth spreads o’er my soul, The pow­er of love di­vine. 3 Its pre­cepts are a light, To guide me lest I stray, A shin­ing lamp around my path, To show my feet the way. 4 Its threat­en­ings awe the mind, And make me fear to sin; And while Thy word is my de­light, It keeps my con­science clean. 5 ’Tis here, in deep dis­tress, I solid comfort find; Beneath the frown­ings of the world, It soothes the trou­bled mind. 6 From im­per­fect­ion free, In it all rich­es meet; Not pur­est gold is half so dear, Nor ho­ney half so sweet. Languages: English Tune Title: DENNIS
My Soul Desires The Word
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Vile Tempter, Quick Be Gone

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16239 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Vile tempt­er, quick be gone Lyrics: 1 Vile tempt­er, quick be gone, Thy snares are spread in vain; Thy fie­ry darts, to wound my soul, Retort on thee again. 2 Though in an an­gel’s form, Through the dis­guise I see; Thou art an ene­my to God, A cru­el foe to me. 3 Thine art­ful stra­ta­gems Shall teach me to be­ware; Great is thy cru­el­ty and rage, And great shall be my care. 4 Or should I fee­ble prove, Know, Jesus is my friend; Through Him thy base at­tempts shall fail, And in con­fu­sion end. 5 He con­quered on the cross, And will new con­quests gain; Begone, se­duc­er vile, be gone, Thy snares are spread in vain. Languages: English Tune Title: ORRINGTON
Vile Tempter, Quick Be Gone
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Base Tempter, Hence Depart

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16241 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Base temp­ter, hence de­part Lyrics: 1 Base temp­ter, hence de­part, The dread­ful charge with­draw; Too true in­deed, I’ve oft­en sinned, But Christ has kept the law. 2 Shouldst thou with crimes ac­cuse, The guil­ty charge I own; But trust the pro­mise and the grace Of God’s in­car­nate Son. 3 That bound­less grace and love, Which thou shalt ne­ver share, Is the foun­da­tion of my hope, A re­fuge from des­pair. 4 Enhanced as is my guilt, Couldst thou in­crease the score, I’d fly the swift­er to the cross, And watch and pray the more. Languages: English Tune Title: GREENWOOD
Base Tempter, Hence Depart
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I Fear The Serpent's Hiss

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16243 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: I fear the ser­pent’s hiss Lyrics: 1 I fear the ser­pent’s hiss, The prowl­ing li­on’s roar, The tempt­er’s fas­ci­nat­ing wiles, And his de­stroy­ing pow­er. 2 What sub­tle arts he tries, To draw me in­to sin! Presents th’al­lur­ing bait, but hides The bane­ful hook with­in. 3 He makes fair pro­mis­es Of safe­ty, peace and joy; And where his craft does not pre­vail, He’ll ope­n force em­ploy. 4 A thou­sand forms he takes, As best may suit his end; Now a bright an­gel he ap­pears, And now a hate­ful fiend. 5 But why should I of him Be slav­ish­ly afraid? Jesus, whose heel the ser­pent bruised, Shall bruise the ser­pent’s head. Languages: English Tune Title: SOUTHWELL
I Fear The Serpent's Hiss

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