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Heb. 12:1-13: Behold what witnesses unseen

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R59 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Behold what witnesses unseen Lyrics: Behold what witnesses unseen encompass us around; Men, once like us, with suff’ring tried, but now with glory crowned. Let us, with zeal like theirs inspired, begin the Christian race, And, freed from each encumb’ring weight, their holy footsteps trace. Behold a witness nobler still, who trod affliction’s path, Jesus, at once the finisher and author of our faith. He for the joy before him set, so gen’rous was his love, Endured the cross, despised the shame, and now he reigns above. If he the scorn of wicked men with patience did sustain, Becomes it those for whom he died to murmur or complain? Have ye like him to blood, to death, the cause of truth maintained? And is your heav’nly Father’s voice forgotten or disdained? 147 My son, saith he, with patient mind endure the chast’ning rod; Believe, when by afflictions tried, that thou art loved by God. His children thus most dear to him their heav’nly Father trains, Through all the hard experience led of sorrows and of pains. We know he owns us for his sons, when we correction share; Nor wander as a bastard race, without our Father’s care. A father’s voice with rev’rence we on earth have often heard; The Father of our spirits now demands the same regard. Parents may err; but he is wise, nor lifts the rod in vain His chast’nings serve to cure the soul by salutary pain. Affliction, when it spreads around, may seem a field of woe; Yet there, at last, the happy fruits of righteousness shall grow. Then let our hearts no more despond, our hands be weak no more; Still let us trust our Father’s love, his wisdom still adore. Scripture: Hebrews 12:1-13 Languages: English

Heb. 13:20,21: Father of peace, and God of love!

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R60 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Father of peace, and God of love! Lyrics: Father of peace, and God of love! we own thy pow’r to save, That pow’r by which our Shepherd rose victorious o’er the grave. Him from the dead thou brought’st again, when, by his sacred blood, Confirmed and sealed for evermore, th’ eternal cov’nant stood. O may thy Spirit seal our souls, and mould them to thy will, That our weak hearts no more may stray, but keep thy precepts still; That to perfection’s sacred height we nearer still may rise, And all we think, and all we do, be pleasing in thine eyes. Scripture: Hebrews 13:20-21 Languages: English

Bless'd be the everlasting God

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R61 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Bless’d be the everlasting God, the Father of our Lord; Be his abounding mercy praised, his majesty adored. When from the dead he raised his Son, and called him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope that they should never die. To an inheritance divine he taught our hearts to rise; ’Tis uncorrupted, undefiled, unfailing in the skies. Saints by the pow’r of God are kept till the salvation come: We walk by faith as strangers here; but Christ shall call us home. Scripture: 1 Peter 1:3-5 Languages: English

Lo! in the last of days behold

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R62 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Lo! in the last of days behold a faithless race arise; Their lawless lust their only rule; and thus the scoffer cries; Where is the promise, deemed so true, that spoke the Saviour near? E’er since our fathers slept in dust, no change has reached our ear. Years rolled on years successive glide, since first the world began, And on the tide of time still floats, secure, the bark of man. 148 Thus speaks the scoffer; but his words conceal the truth he knows, That from the waters’ dark abyss the earth at first arose. But when the sons of men began with one consent to stray, At Heav’n’s command a deluge swept the godless race away. A diff’rent fate is now prepared for Nature’s trembling frame; Soon shall her orbs be all enwrapt in one devouring flame. Reserved are sinners for the hour when to the gulf below, Armed with the hand of sov’reign pow’r, the judge consigns his foe. Though now, ye just! the time appears protracted, dark, unknown, An hour, a day, a thousand years, to heav’n’s great Lord are one. Still all may share his sov’reign grace, in ev’ry change secure; The meek, the suppliant contrite race, shall find his mercy sure. The contrite race he counts his friends forbids the suppliant’s fall; Condemns reluctant, but extends the hope of grace to all. Yet as the night-wrapped thief who lurks to seize th’ expected prize, Thus steals the hour when Christ shall come, and thunder rend the skies. Then at the loud, the solemn peal, the heav’ns shall burst away; The elements shall melt in flame, at Nature’s final day. Since all this frame of things must end, as Heav’n has so decreed, How wise our inmost thoughts to guard, and watch o’er ev’ry deed; Expecting calm th’ appointed hour, when, Nature’s conflict o’er, A new and better world shall rise, where sin is known no more. Scripture: 2 Peter 3:3-14 Languages: English

Behold th' amazing gift of love

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R63 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Behold th’ amazing gift of love the Father hath bestowed On us, the sinful sons of men, to call us sons of God! Concealed as yet this honour lies, by this dark world unknown, A world that knew not when he came, ev’n God’s eternal Son High is the rank we now possess; but higher we shall rise; Though what we shall hereafter be is hid from mortal eyes: Our souls, we know, when he appears, shall bear his image bright; For all his glory, full disclosed, shall open to our sight. A hope so great, and so divine, may trials well endure; And purge the soul from sense and sin, as Christ himself is pure. Scripture: 1 John 3:1-4 Languages: English

Rev. 1:5-9: To him that loved the souls of men

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R64 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: To him that loved the souls of men Lyrics: To him that loved the souls of men and washed us in his blood, To royal honours raised our head, and made us priests to God; To him let ev’ry tongue be praise, and ev’ry heart be love! All grateful honours paid on earth, and nobler songs above! 149 Behold, on flying clouds he comes! his saints shall bless the day; While they that pierced him sadly mourn in anguish and dismay, I am the First, and I the Last; time centres all in me; Th’ Almighty God, who was, and is, and evermore shall be. Scripture: Revelation 1:5-9 Languages: English

Rev. 5:6-14: Behold the glories of the Lamb

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R65 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Behold the glories of the Lamb Lyrics: Behold the glories of the Lamb amidst his Father’s throne; Prepare new honours for his name, and songs before unknown. Lo! elders worship at his feet; the church adores around, With vials full of odours rich, and harps of sweetest sound. These odours are the pray’rs of saints, these sounds the hymns they raise; God bends his ear to their requests, he loves to hear their praise. Who shall the Father’s record search, and hidden things reveal? Behold the Son that record takes, and opens ev’ry seal. Hark how th’ adoring hosts above with songs surround the throne! Ten thousand thousand are their tongues; but all their hearts are one. Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, to be exalted thus; Worthy the Lamb, let us reply, for he was slain for us. To him be pow’r divine ascribed, and endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy, remain for ever on his head! Thou hast redeemed us with thy blood, and set the pris’ners free; Thou mad’st us kings and priests to God, and we shall reign with thee. From ev’ry kindred, ev’ry tongue, thou brought’st thy chosen race; And distant lands and isles have shared the riches of thy grace. Let all that dwell above the sky, or on the earth below, With fields, and floods, and ocean’s shores, to thee their homage show. To Him who sits upon the throne, the God whom we adore, And to the Lamb that once was slain, be glory evermore. Scripture: Revelation 5:6-14 Languages: English

Rev. 7:13-17: How bright these glorious spirits shine!

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R66 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How bright these glorious spirits shine! Lyrics: How bright these glorious spirits shine! whence all their white array? How came they to the blissful seats of everlasting day? Lo! these are they from suff’rings great, who came to realms of light, And in the blood of Christ have washed those robes which shine so bright. Now, with triumphal palms, they stand before the throne on high, And serve the God they love, amidst the glories of the sky. His presence fills each heart with joy, tunes ev’ry mouth to sing: By day, by night, the sacred courts with glad hosannahs ring. 150 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, nor suns with scorching ray; God is their sun, whose cheering beams diffuse eternal day. The Lamb which dwells amidst the throne shall o’er them still preside; Feed them with nourishment divine, and all their footsteps guide. ’Mong pastures green he’ll lead his flock, where living streams appear; And God the Lord from ev’ry eye shall wipe off ev’ry tear. Scripture: Revelation 7:13-17 Languages: English

Rev. 21:1-9: Lo! what a glorious sight appears

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R67 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lo! what a glorious sight appears Lyrics: Lo! what a glorious sight appears to our admiring eyes! The former seas have passed away, the former earth and skies. From heav’n the New Jerus’lem comes, all worthy of its Lord; See all things now at last renewed, and paradise restored! Attending angels shout for joy, and the bright armies sing; Mortals! behold the sacred seat of your descending King! The God of glory down to men removes his bless’d abode; He dwells with men; his people they, and he his people’s God. His gracious hand shall wipe the tears from ev’ry weeping eye: And pains and groans, and griefs and fears, and death itself, shall die. Behold, I change all human things! saith he, whose words are true; Lo! what was old is passed away, and all things are made new! I am the First, and I the Last, through endless years the same; I AM, is my memorial still, and my eternal name. Ho, ye that thirst! to you my grace shall hidden streams disclose, And open full the sacred spring, whence life for ever flows. Bless’d is the man that overcomes; I’ll own him for a son; A rich inheritance rewards the conquests he hath won. But bloody hands and hearts unclean, and all the lying race, The faithless, and the scoffing crew, who spurn at offered grace; They, seized by justice, shall be doomed in dark abyss to lie, And in the fiery burning lake the second death shall die. O may we stand before the Lamb, when earth and seas are fled, And hear the judge pronounce our name, with blessings on our bead! Scripture: Revelation 21:1-9 Languages: English

When all thy mercies, O my God

Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #H1 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When all thy mercies, O my God! Lyrics: When all thy mercies, O my God! my rising soul surveys Transported with the view, I’m lost in wonder, love, and praise. O how shall words, with equal warmth, the gratitude declare That glows within my ravished heart! but Thou canst read it there. Thy Providence my life sustained, and all my wants redrest, When in the silent womb I lay, and hung upon the breast. To all my weak complaints and cries thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned to form themselves in pray’r. Unnumbered comforts to my soul thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived from whom these comforts flowed. When in the slipp’ry paths of youth with heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, and led me up to man: Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, it gently cleared my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice, more to be feared than they. When worn with sickness, oft hast thou with health renewed my face; And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, revived my soul with grace. Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss hath made my cup run o’er; And, in a kind and faithful friend, hath doubled all my store. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts my daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, that tastes these gifts with joy. Through ev’ry period of my life thy goodness I’ll proclaim; And after death, in distant worlds, resume the glorious theme. When nature fails, and day and night divide thy works no more, My ever grateful heart, O Lord, thy mercy shall adore. Through all eternity to thee a joyful song I’ll raise; For, oh! eternity’s too short to utter all thy praise. Languages: English