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Light shining out of Darkness

Hymnal: CD1791 #LXXXVII (1791) First Line: God moves in a Mysterious Way Lyrics: 1 God moves in a Mysterious way His Wonders to perform, He plants his Footsteps in the Sea, And rides upon the Storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable Mines Of never failing Skill, He treasures up His bright Designs, And works his Sov'reign Will. 3 Ye fearful Saints fresh Courage take; The Clouds ye so much dread, Are big with Mercy, and shall break In Blessings on your Head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble Sense, But trust him for his Grace; Behind a frowning Providence, He hides a smiling Face. 5 His Purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding ev'ry Hour, The Bud may have a bitter Tast, But sweet will be the Flow'r. 6 Blind Unbelief is sure to err. And scan his Work in vain: God is his own Interpreter, And he will make it plain. Topics: Mystery of the Cross Languages: English

God of my Life, look gently down

Hymnal: CD1791 #LXXXV (1791) Lyrics: 1 God of my Life, look gently down, Behold the Pains I feel. But I am dumb before thy Throne, Nor dare dispute thy Will. 2 Diseases are thy Servants, Lord, They come at thy Command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning Hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble Cries, Remove thy sharp Rebukes; My Strength consumes, my Spirit dies, Through thy repeated Strokes. 4 Crush'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand, We moulder to the Dust; Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. [5 This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my Father's were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear. 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last remove, Thy Praise shall be my Buis'ness still, And I'll declare thy Love. Topics: Penitential Hymns; liturgical Confession Songs Languages: English

God of my Salvation, hear

Hymnal: CD1791 #LXXXVI (1791) Lyrics: 1 God of my Salvation, hear, And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near, Thy Blessing to receive: Full of Guilt alas! I am, But to thy Wounds for Refuge flee: Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me. 2 Standing now as newly slain, To thee I lift mine Eye; Balm of all my Grief and Pain, Thy Blood is always nigh: Now as yesterday the same, Thou art, and wilt for ever be: Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me. 3 Nothing have I, Lord to pay, Nor can thy Grace procure; Empty send me not away, For I,thou know'st am poor: Dust and Ashes is my Name, My all is Sin, and Misery: Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me. 4 No good Word, or Work, or Thought, Bring I to buy thy Grace: Pardon I accept unbought, Thy Proffer I embrace: Coming, as at first I came, To take and not bestow on thee: Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me. 5 Saviour from thy wounded Side, I never will depart, Here will I my Spirit hide, When I am pure in Heart, Till my Place above I claim, This only shall be all my Plea, Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me. Topics: Penitential Hymns; liturgical Confession Songs Languages: English

A Morning Hymn

Hymnal: CD1791 #LXXXVIII (1791) First Line: God of the Morning, at whose Voice Lyrics: 1 God of the Morning, at whose Voice The chearful Sun makes haste to rise, And like a Giant doth rejoice To run his Journey thro' the Skies; 2 From the fair Chambers of the East The Circuit of his Race begins, And, without Weariness or Rest, Round the whole Earth he flies and shines; 3 Oh, like the Sun may I fulfil Th' appointed Duties of the Day, With ready mind and active Will March on and keep my heav'nly Way. [4 But I shall rove and lose the Race, If GOD, my Sun, should disappear, And leave me in this World's wild Maze, To follow ev'ry wand'ring Star.] 5 LORD, thy Commands are clean and pure, Enlightning our beclouded Eyes; Thy Threat'nings just, thy Promise sure: Thy Gospel makes the Simple wise. 6 Give me thy Counsel for my Guide, And then receive me to thy Bliss; All my Desires and Hopes beside Are faint and cold compar'd with this. Topics: liturgical Opening Hymns; Morning Hymns Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English

Grace! 'tis a charming Sound

Hymnal: CD1791 #XCI (1791) Lyrics: 1 Grace! 'tis a charming Sound, Harmonious to the Ear! Heav'n with the Echo shall resound, And all the Earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contriv'd the way To save rebellious Man; And all the Steps, that Grace display, Which drew the wondrous Plan. 3 Grace led my roving Feet To tread the Heav'nly Road; And new Supplies each Hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the Work shall Crown Thro' everlasting Days, It lays in heav'n the Topmost Stone; And well deserves the Praise. Topics: Blessedness of the Gospel Languages: English

Gracious Lord, incline thine Ear

Hymnal: CD1791 #XCII (1791) Lyrics: 1 Gracious Lord, incline thine Ear, My Complaint vouchsafe to hear; Sore distrest with Guilt am I, Give me Christ, or else I die. 2 Wealth and Honour I disdain, Earthly Comforts all are vain; Then can never satisfy, Give me Christ, or else I die. 3 Lord deny me what thou wilt, Only take away my Guilt; Mourning at thy Feet I lie; Give me Christ, or else I die, 4 All Unholy and Unclean, I am sinful, vile and mean; But to Thee for Mercy fly, Give me Christ, or else I die. 5 Thou dost freely save the Lost; In thy Grace alone I Trust: Unto Thee I lift my Cry, Give me Christ, or else I die. 6 O my God, what shall I say? Take, oh take my Sins away! Jesu's Blood to me apply, Give me Christ, or else I die. Topics: liturgical Confession Songs; Penitential Hymns Languages: English

Triumph over Death

Hymnal: CD1791 #XCIII (1791) First Line: Great God, I own thy sentence just Lyrics: 1 Great God, I own thy Sentence just; And Nature must decay; I yield my Body to the Dust, To dwell with Fellow-Clay. 2 Yet Faith may Triumph o'er the Graves, And Trample on the Tombs My Jesus, my Redeemer lives; My God my Saviour comes. 3 The mighty Conqu'ror shall appear High on a Royal Seat, And Death, the last of all his Foes, Lie vanquish'd at his Feet. 4 Tho' greedy Worms devour my Skin, And gnaw my wasting Flesh, When God shall build my Bones again, He clothes them all afresh: 5 Then shall I see thy lovely Face With Strong immortal Eyes; And feast upon thy unknown Grace With Pleasure and Surprize. Topics: Death and Resurrection Scripture: Job 19:25-27 Languages: English

The Effusion of the Spirit; Or, The Success of the Gospel

Hymnal: CD1791 #XCV (1791) First Line: Great was the Day, the Joy was great Lyrics: 1 Great was the day, the Joy was great When the divine Disciples met; Whilst on their Heads the Spirit came, And sat like Tongues of cloven Flame. 2 What Gifts, what Miracles he gave! And Pow'r to kill, and Pow'r to save! Furnish'd their Tongues with wond'rous Words, Instead of Shields, and Spears, and swords. 3 Thus arm'd, he sent the Champions forth, From East to West, from South to North; Go, and assert your Saviour's Cause: Go, spread the Myst'ry of his Cross. 4 These Weapons of the holy War, Of what Almighty Force they are, To make our stubborn Passions bow, And lay the proudest Rebel low! 5 Nations, the Learned and the Rude, Are by these Heav'nly Arms subdu'd; While Satan rages at his Loss, And hates the Doctrine of the Cross. 6 Great King of Grace! my Heart subdue; I would be led in Triumph too, A willing Captive to my Lord, And sing the Vict'ries of his Word. Topics: Effusion of the Spirit Scripture: Acts 2:1 Languages: English

Greatest High Priest, Saviour Christ

Hymnal: CD1791 #XCIV (1791) Lyrics: 1 Greatest High-Priest, Saviour Christ, Who for me was sacrific'd; Make my Heart thro' thy blest Passion, To thy self a pure Oblation. 2 Thy pure Love accepts of Nought, But what by thy Love is wrought; What's not of thy own Formation, Ne'er attaineth to Salvation. 3 Kill me in what is Unclean Kill in me the Root of Sin; Snatch my Heart from its Pollution, And th'old Man's entire Confusion, 4 On the Altar lay the Wood, And consume old Adam's Brood: Source of all celestial Graces. I would die in thine Embraces. 5 Lo, at length it shall appear, That the Lord has heard my Pray'r; Lo, e'en in my present Station, He'll be pleas'd with my Oblation. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

Christ a sure Guide

Hymnal: CD1791 #XCVI (1791) First Line: Guide me, o thou great Jehovah Lyrics: 1 Guide me, o thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this Barren Land, I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy pow'rful Hand; Bread of Heaven, Bread of Heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open now the Crystal Fountain Whence the healing Streams do flow, Let the fi'ry cloudy Pillar Lead me all my Journey through; Strong Deliv'rer, Strong Deliv'rer, Be thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the Verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious Fear subside; Death of Deaths, and Hell's Destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's Side. Songs of Praises, Songs of Praises, I will ever give to Thee. Topics: Supplicatory Hymns Languages: English