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විසඳන්ට මෙලෝ නැණින්
Author: William Cowper; J. S. De Silva Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: විසඳන්ට මෙලෝ නැණින් (Visan̆danṭa melō næṇin)
විසඳන්ට මෙලෝ නැණින්
Amo o Senhor: Elle aceitou
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Used With Tune: AMOR
Amo o Senhor: Elle aceitou
Doxology 3
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 96 hymnals First Line: The God of mercy be adored Lyrics:
The God of mercy be adored,
Who calls our souls from death;
Who saves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath.
To praise the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit, all divine,
The One in Three, and Three in One,
Let saints and angels join.
Doxology 3
Hymn 32
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 75 hymnals First Line: Whence do our mournful thoughts arise? Lyrics:
Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
And where's our courage fled?
Have restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
Have we forgot th' almighty name
That formed the earth and sea?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?
Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;
He gives the conquest to the weak
And treads their foes to hell.
Mere mortal power shall fade and die,
And youthful vigor cease:
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.
The saints shall mount on eagles' wings,
And taste the promised bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.
Scripture: Isaiah 40:27-30
Hymn 32
Hymn 90
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 17 hymnals First Line: Lo! the young tribes of Adam rise Lyrics:
Lo! the young tribes of Adam rise,
And through all nature rove
Fulfil the wishes of their eyes,
And taste the joys they love.
They give a loose to wild desires;
But let the sinners know
The strict account that God requires
Of all the works they do.
The Judge prepares his throne on high,
The frighted earth and seas
Avoid the fury of his eye,
And flee before his face.
How shall I bear that dreadful day,
And stand the fiery test?
I give all mortal joys away,
To be for ever blessed.
Scripture: Ecclesiastes 11:9
Hymn 90
Hymn 2
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 69 hymnals First Line: My thoughts on aweful subjects roll Lyrics:
My thoughts on aweful subjects roll,
Damnation and the dead;
What horrors seize the guilty soul
Upon a dying bed!
Ling'ring about these mortal shores,
She makes a long delay,
Till, like a flood, with rapid force
Death sweeps the wretch away.
Then swift and dreadful she descends
Down to the fiery coast,
Amongst abominable fiends,
Herself a frightful ghost.
There endless crowds of sinners lie,
And darkness makes their chains;
Tortured with keen despair they cry,
Yet wait for fiercer pains.
Not all their anguish and their blood
For their old guilt atones,
Nor the compassion of a God
Shall hearken to their groans.
Amazing grace! that kept my breath,
Nor bid my soul remove,
Till I had learned my Savior's death,
And well insured his love!
Hymn 2
Hymn 3
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 526 hymnals First Line: Why do we mourn departing friends Lyrics:
Why do we mourn departing friends,
Or shake at death's alarms?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to his arms.
Are we not tending upward too
As fast as time can move?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow
To keep us from our love.
Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.
The graves of all his saints he blessed,
And softened every bed;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with the dying Head?
Thence he arose, ascending high,
And showed our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,
At the great rising day.
Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise;
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies.
Hymn 3
Hymn 10
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 79 hymnals First Line: My soul forsakes her vain delight Lyrics:
My soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell,
Base as the dirt beneath my feet,
And mischievous as hell.
No longer will I ask your love,
Nor seek your friendship more;
The happiness that I approve
Lies not within your power.
There's nothing round this spacious earth
That suits my large desire
To boundless joy and solid mirth
My nobler thoughts aspire.
[Where pleasure rolls its living flood,
From sin and dross refined,
Still springing from the throne of God,
And fit to cheer the mind;
Th' Almighty Ruler of the sphere,
The glorious and the great,
Brings his own all-sufficience there,
To make our bliss complete.]
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd climb the heav'nly road;
There sits my Savior dressed in love,
And there my smiling God.
Hymn 10
Hymn 12
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 55 hymnals First Line: The true Messiah now appears Lyrics:
The true Messiah now appears,
The types are all withdrawn;
So fly the shadows and the stars
Before the rising dawn.
No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs,
Nor kid nor bullock slain;
Incense and spice of costly names
Would all be burnt in vain.
Aaron must lay his robes away,
His mitre and his vest,
When God himself comes down to be
The offering and the priest.
He took our mortal flesh, to show
The wonders of his love;
For us he paid his life below,
And prays for us above.
"Father," he cries, "forgive their sins,
For I myself have died;"
And then he shows his opened veins,
And pleads his wounded side.
Hymn 12
Hymn 29
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 69 hymnals First Line: Jesus, with all thy saints above Lyrics:
Jesus, with all thy saints above
My tongue would bear her part,
Would sound aloud thy saving love,.
And sing thy bleeding heart.
Blest be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with his blood,
And quenched his Father's flaming sword
In his own vital flood:
The Lamb that freed my captive soul
From Satan's heavy chains,
And sent the lion down to howl
Where hell and horror reigns.
All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceasing praise,
While angels live to know his name,
Or saints to feel his grace.
Hymn 29
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