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Where two or three, with sweet accord

Hymnal: The Tribute of Praise #21 (1874) Topics: Death and Resurrection; Death and Resurrection
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Gently, dear Saviour, now we bring

Author: F. E. Belden Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #930 (1886) Topics: Death and Resurrection Lyrics: 1 Gently, dear Saviour, now we bring The loved one death has called his own; With all our griefs to thee we cling, For unto thee our griefs are known. 2 Thy way is best; and though we weep, We would not break this calm repose: Thou givest thy beloved sleep, And thou hast willed these eyes should close. 3 Blest be the grief that closer binds Our mourning hearts, O Lord, to thee! Blest be the faith, in death that finds A hope of immmortality! 4 Thus dust to dust, and earth to earth, And ashes cold we lay away To wait that glad, immortal birth, The promised resurrection day. Tune Title: BARNES
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Death! 'Tis a melancholy Day

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #LXIII (1791) Topics: Death and Resurrection Lyrics: 1 Death! 'Tis a melancholy Day, To those that have no God, When the Poor Soul is forc'd away To seek her last abode. 2 In vain to Heav'n she lifts her Eyes, But Guilt, a heavy Chain, Still drags her downward from the Skies, To Darkness, Fire and Pain. 3 Awake and mourn, ye Heirs of hell, Let stubborn Sinners fear; You must be driv'n from Earth and dwell A long For Ever there. 4 See how the Pit gapes wide for you, And flashes in your Face; And thou, my Soul, look downwards too, And sing recov'ring Grace, 5 He is a God of Sov'reign Grace That promis'd Heav'n to me; And taught my Thoughts to soar above, Where happy Spirits be. 6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy Right Hand, Then come the joyful Day, Come Death and some celestial Band, To bear my Soul away. Languages: English
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Death dreadful or delightful

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #LXIII (1801) Topics: On Death and Resurrection First Line: Death! 'Tis a melancholy Day Languages: English
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Death

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCCIII (1791) Topics: Death and Resurrection First Line: Vain Man thy fond Pursuits forbear Lyrics: 1 Vain Man thy fond Pursuits forbear; Repent; thy end is nigh, Death at the farthest can't be far; Oh, think before thou die! 2 Reflect, thou hast a Soul to save, Thy Sins how high they Mount! What are thy Hopes beyond thy Grave? How stands that dark Account! 3 Death enters, and there's no Defence, His Time there's none can tell, He'll in a Moment call thee hence, To Heaven or to Hell. 4 Thy Flesh, perhaps thy chiefest Care, Shall crawling Worms consume, But ah, Destruction stops not there; Sin kills beyond the Tomb! 5 To Day, the Gospel calls, to Day: Sinners, it speaks to you; Let ev'ry one forsake his Way, And Mercy will ensue, 6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with Blood, How vile foe'er he be, Abundant Pardon, peace with God; All giv'n entirely free. Languages: English
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And must this Body die?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.CX (1766) Topics: Death and Resurrection Lyrics: 1 And must this Body die? This well wrought Frame decay? And must these active Limbs of mine Lie moul'dring in the Clay? 2 Corruption, Earth and Worms, Shall but refine this Flesh, Till my triumphant Spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And often from the Skies Looks down, and watches all my Dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious Grace Shall these vile Bodies shine, And every Shape and every Face, Look heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively Hopes we owe Lord, to thy dying Love; We would adore thy Grace below, And sing thy Pow'r above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the Praise Of these our humble Songs, Till Tunes of nobler Sound we raise With our immortal Tongues. Languages: English
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God the Refuge of the Afflicted

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #51 (1786) Topics: Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his death and resurrection First Line: To thee, o Lord, I raise my cries Lyrics: 1 To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries; My fervent prayer in mercy hear; For ruin waits my trembling soul, If thou refuse a gracious ear. 2 When suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill, I left my mournful hands to pray, Afford thy grace, nor drive me still, With impious hypocrites away. 3 To sons of falehood, that despise The works and wonders of thy reign, Thy vengeance give the due reward, And sinks their souls to endless pain. 4 But, ever blessed by the Lord, Whose mercy hears my mournful voice, My heart, that trusted in his word, In his salvation shall rejoice. 5 Let every saint, in sore distress, By faith approach his Saviour God; Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace, And feed thy church with heavenly food. Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English
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God the Refuge of the Afflicted

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #51 (1790) Topics: Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his death and resurrection First Line: To thee, o Lord, I raise my cries Lyrics: 1 To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries; My fervent prayer in mercy hear; For ruin waits my trembling soul, If thou refuse a gracious ear. 2 When suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill, I left my mournful hands to pray, Afford thy grace, nor drive me still, With impious hypocrites away. 3 To sons of falsehood, that despise The works and wonders of thy reign, Thy vengeance give the due reward, And sinks their souls to endless pain. 4 But, ever blessed by the Lord, Whose mercy hears my mournful voice, My heart, that trusted in his word, In his salvation shall rejoice. 5 Let every saint, in sore distress, By faith approach his Saviour God; Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace, And feed thy church with heavenly food. Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English
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God the Refuge of the Afflicted

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #56 (1786) Topics: Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his death and resurrection First Line: To thee, o Lord, I raise my cries Lyrics: 1 To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries; My fervent prayer in mercy hear; For ruin waits my trembling soul, If thou refuse a gracious ear. 2 When suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill, I left my mournful hands to pray, Afford thy grace, nor drive me still, With impious hypocrites away. 3 To sons of falehood, that despise The works and wonders of thy reign, Thy vengeance give the due reward, And sinks their souls to endless pain. 4 But, ever blessed by the Lord, Whose mercy hears my mournful voice, My heart, that trusted in his word, In his salvation shall rejoice. 5 Let every saint, in sore distress, By faith approach his Saviour God; Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace, And feed thy church with heavenly food. Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English
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God the Refuge of the Afflicted

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #56 (1787) Topics: Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his death and resurrection First Line: To thee, o Lord, I raise my cries Lyrics: 1 To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries; My fervent prayer in mercy hear; For ruin waits my trembling soul, If thou refuse a gracious ear. 2 When suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill, I left my mournful hands to pray, Afford thy grace, nor drive me still, With impious hypocrites away. 3 To sons of falehood, that despise The works and wonders of thy reign, Thy vengeance give the due reward, And sinks their souls to endless pain. 4 But, ever blessed by the Lord, Whose mercy hears my mournful voice, My heart, that trusted in his word, In his salvation shall rejoice. 5 Let every saint, in sore distress, By faith approach his Saviour God; Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace, And feed thy church with heavenly food. Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English

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