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Oh, if my soul was form'd for woe

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XCIX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Languages: English

O thou God of my salvation

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XCIV (1816) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 O thou God of my salvation, My Redeemer from all sin, Mov'd to this by great compassion, Yearning bowels from within: I will praise thee: Where shall I thy praise begin? 2 While the angel-choirs are crying; Glory to the great I am! I with them will still be vying., Glory, glory, to the Lamb! O how precious: Is the sound of Jesus’ name! 3 Now I see, with joy and wonder, Whence the healing streams arose; Angels-minds are lost to ponder Dying love's mysterious cause; Yet the blessing Down to all, to me it flows. 4 Though unseen, I love the Saviour, He almighty grace hath shown; Pardon'd guilt and purchas'd favour! This he makes to mortals known; Give him glory, Glory, glory is his own. 5 Angels now are hov'ring round us, Unperceiv'd they mix the throng, Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us, Glad to sing the holy song: Hallelujah, Love and praise to Christ belong. Languages: English

O when shall I see Jesus

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XCV (1816) Meter: Irregular Languages: English

Of all the pleasures that we know

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XCVI (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Of all the pleasures that we know, Thy service Lord exceeds the best Though in thy earthly courts below, What is it then among the blest? 2 When we assemble to thy house, And read thy word, to praise, and pray, To hear thy gospel, pay our vows, With what delight we spend the day! 3 How short the hours of worship seem! What raptures do our spirits feel! While we can speak and hear of him, Who suffer'd death to work our weal! 4 From morn till noon, form noon till eve, The pleasing theme we could attend; Such satisfaction we receive As strangers cannot comprehend. 5 All earthly joys with these compar'd, Are less than nothing in our eyes; Pleasures of sense we disregard, And those of sin we would despise. Languages: English

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #C (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 O the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to my sight! Sweet fields array'd 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 Sun for ever reigns, And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds, or pois'nous breath, Can reach that healthful shore; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and fear'd 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 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul Can here no longer stay: Tho' Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away. Languages: English

Our heavenly Father calls

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #CI (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near; With both our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs; He pardons every day; Almighty to protect our souls And wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are! What various stores of good Diffus'd from our Redeemer's hand, And purchas'd with his blood? 4 Jesus, our living head, We bless thy faithful care; Our advocate before the throne, And our forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart! Here wait, my warmest love! 'Till the communion be complete In nobler scenes above. Scripture: 1 John 1:3 Languages: English

Our Lord is risen from the dead

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #CII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead; Our Jesus is gone up on high; The pow'rs of hell are captive led, Drag'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphant chariot waits And angels chaunt the solemn lay; Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give way. 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene; He claims those mansions as his right, Receive the King of glory in. 4 Who is the King of glory? who? The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, The world, sin, death and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo, his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chaunt the solemn lay, Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates! Ye everlasting doors, give way. 6 Who is the King of glory? who? The Lord of boundless pow'r possess'd, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, forever blest. Languages: English