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As near to Calvary I pass'd

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LX (1801) Lyrics: 1 As near to Calvary I pass'd, Methought I saw an extended cross, Where a poor victim hangs; His flesh with rugged iron tore, His limbs all stain'd with purple gore, Gasping in dying pangs. 2 Wond'ring the spectacle to see, Who can this bleeding victim be, In such exquisite pain? Why thus consign'd to woes, I cry'd? ’Tis I, the bleeding Lamb reply'd, To save a world from sin. 3 How can it be? my soul replies, Jesus for mortal rebels dies, What!Jesus die for me? Yes, saith th'expiring Son of God, I give my life, I spill my blood, For thee, poor soul for thee. 4 Lord, if thy life thou’st freely given To bring my wretched soul to heaven, And bless me with thy charms; Then at thy feet, O God, I fall, I give my life, my soul, my all; O take me in thy arms. 5 All other lover's I'll adieu, My dying lover I'll pursue, And bless the slaughter'd Lamb: My life, my breath, my strength, my days, I will devote to spread thy praise, And celebrate thy name. 6 And when my days on earth shall cease, I'll leave these mortal climes in peace, And stretch to realms above, I'll join in praise immortal strains, There where my heavenly lover reigns, And feast upon his love. Languages: English

Come all ye weary travellers

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXIV (1801) Lyrics: 1 Come all ye weary travellers, Come let us join and sing The everlasting praises Of Jesus Christ our King; We've had a tedious journey, And tiresome it is true; But see how many dangers The Lord has brought us through. 2 At first when Jesus found us, He call'd us unto him; And pointed out the danger Of falling into sin; The world, the flesh and Satan, Would prove a fatal snare; Unless we did reject them, By faith and humble pray'r; 3 But by our disobedience, With sorrow we confess, We had too long to wander, In a dark wilderness; Where we might soon have fainted, In that enchanted ground; But now and then a cluster Of pleasant grapes we found. 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan, Gives life and joy and peace; Revives our drooping spirits, And faith and love increase: Confess our Lord and master, And run at his command; And hasten on our Journey, Unto the promis'd land. 5 In faith and hope and patience, We now are going on, The pleasant way to Canaan, Where Jesus Christ is gone: In peace and consolation, We're going to rejoice; And Jesus and his people, Forever be our choice. 6 Sinners why stand ye idle, While we do march along; Has conscience never told you, That you are going wrong. Down the broad road to ruin, To bear an endless curse? Forsake your ways of sinning, And come and go with us. 7 But if you will refuse it, We bid you all farewell; We're on the road to Canaan And you the way to hell; We're sorry for to leave you, We rather you would go; Come, try a bleeding Saviour, And feel salvation flow. 8 O sinners be awaken'd To see your dismal state; Repent and be converted, Before it is too late: Turn to the Lord by praying, And daily search his word; And never rest contented, Until you find the Lord. 8 Now to the King immortal Be everlasting praise, For in his holy service We long to spend our days; Till we arrive at Canaan, The celestial world above, With everlasting praises, To sing redeeming love. Languages: English

Dear friends farewell, I now must go

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Dear friends farewell, I now must go The gospel for to preach; My master calls me so to do, His people for to teach. 2 While I was here, you have been dear, And have been very kind; But now in grace, I leave this place, And leave you all behind. 3 Weep not for me for here you see, My trials have been great; And now all you I bid adieu, And wish you all success. 4 Twill not be long before the church, Will altogether be; And you that love the lord below, Shall then your Saviour see. 5 There you shall join in songs divine, God's holy name shall praise; And view his smiles, forget the toils, Of these few evils days. 6 There you shall stand at his right hand, And in his presence dwell; And him adore for evermore So brethren, now farewell. Languages: English

Firm, united, let us be

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LVI (1801) First Line: Hail the gospel jubilee Lyrics: 1 Hail the gospel jubilee, Jesus comes to set us free, Who for us shed his precious blood, To raise our fallen souls to God. And since the work of suffering's done, We'll glory give to God alone. Free salvation be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost, Ever grateful for the prize, Let our praises reach the skies. Chorus: Firm united let us be, In the bonds of charity: As a band of brothers join'd, Loving God and all mankind. 2 Rise ye heralds of the Lord, Take the breast-plate, shield and sword, Against the hosts of hell proclaim A war in Christ's all conquering name, Nor fear to gain the victory When for this glorious liberty, You on Jesus Christ depend— He'll the suffering cause defend: Place, O place in him your trust, He's almighty wise and just. Chorus: Firm united brethren stand, Firm an undivided band— Brethren dear in Jesus join'd Fill'd with all his constant mind. 3 Sound— the gospel trumpet sound; Through the earth's remotest bound; Let Jesus's name, with loud applause, Ring thro' the world his righteous laws— He gives, and rules in mercy mild. Believe, and be ye reconciled To a God of truth and love, Sending blessings from above— Now is the accepted time, Listen every joyful clime. Chorus: Hail— the Gospel jubilee, Jesus comes to set us free. He is come no more to bleed— Free we then shall be indeed. 4 Now the sovereign of the sky Comes, the troops of hell must fly. He is the rock of ages sure, And all who to the end endure, A glorious crown of righteousness Shall wear in realms of endless bliss. There with blood-wash'd throngs above, Wondering at redeeeming love, Evermore will shout and sing, Heaven's palace loud shall ring. Chorus: Firm united let us go, On in Jesus's steps below, As a band of brothers join, And eternal glory find. Languages: English

How happy every child of grace

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LV (1801) Lyrics: 1 How happy every child of grace, The souls that's fill'd with joy and peace, That bears the fruits of righteousness, And's kept by Jesus' power. Their trespasses are all forgiv'n, They antedate the joys of heav'n. In rapturous lays Shout the praise Of Jesus' grace, To a lost race Of sinners, brought to happiness Thro' the atoning blood of Jesus. 2 Satan may tempt, and hell may rage, And all the powers of earth besiege— Their united strength at once engage To pluck a soul form Jesus. The faithful soul laughs them to scorn, He's heaven bound, he's heaven born, He'll watch and pray, Night and day, Fight his way, Win the day, And all his enemies dismay, Thro' the mighty name of Jesus. 3 O monster, Death, thy sting is drawn, O, boasting Grave, the trophies won. The saint triumphs thro' grace alone, To praise the name of Jesus. At length he bids the world adieu, With all its vanity and shew— The soul it flies, Thro' the skies, To Paradise, And joins its voice, In rapturous lays of love, to praise The glorious name of Jesus. 4 When Gabriel's awful trump shall sound, And red the rocks, convulse the ground, And swears that time is at an end, Ye dead arise to Judgment. See lightnings flash, and thunders roll, The earth wrapt like a parchment scroll. Comets blaze, Singers raise, Dread amaze, And horrors seize The guilty sons of Adam's race, Unsav'd from sin by Jesus. 5 The Christian, filled with rapturous joy, Midst flaming worlds he mounts on high To meet his Saviour in the sky, And see the face of Jesus. Then soul and body reunite, And fill'd with glory infinite. Blessed day, Christians say, Will you pray, That we may All join that happy company, To praise the name of Jesus. Languages: English

In evil long I took delight

Author: John Newton Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXI (1801) Lyrics: 1 In evil long I took delight, Unaw'd by shame or fear Till a new object struck my sight, And stopt my wild career. 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, In agonies of blood; He fix'd his languid eyes on me; As near his cross I stood. 3 Sure never to my latest breath, Shall I forget that look; He seem'd to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, And plung'd me in despair; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And help'd to nail him there. 5 Alas! I knew not what I did, But now my tears are vain; Where shall my trembling soul be hid, For I the Lord have slain. 6 A second look he gave, which said, I freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom paid, I dy'd that thou may'st live. 7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy, My spirits now were fill'd, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him I kill'd. Languages: English

Jesus at thy command

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LIX (1801) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, at thy command, I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep; For thee I would the world resign, And sail to Heaven with thee and thine. 2 Thou art my pilot— wise, My compass is thy word; My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord: I'll trust thy faithfulness and power, To save me in the trying hour. 3 The rocks and quicksands deep, Thro' all my passage lie; Yet Christ will safely keep, And guide me with his eye: My anchor, Hope, shall firm abide, And ev'ry boisterous storm outride. 4 By faith, I see the land— The port of endless rest: My soul thy sails expand, And fly to Jesu's breast; O may I gain the heavenly shore, Where winds and waves distress no more. 5 Come, Holy Ghost, and blow A prosperous gale of grace: Waft me from all below, To Heaven, my destin'd place; Then in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind. 6 Jesus, at thy command, I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all to sleep; For thee I would my all resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine. Languages: English

See! how the nations rage together

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LVIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 See! how the nations rage together, Seeking of each others blood; See how the scriptures are fulfilling! Sinners awake and turn to God. 2 We see the fig-tree budding; You that in open ruin lie, Behold the leaves almost appearing, Awak! behold your end is nigh. 3 We read of wars, and great commotions, To come before that dreadful day; Sinners quit your sinful courses, And trifle not your time away. 4 Consider now the desolation, And the shortness of your time; Since there's none but a dark ocean, For all that don't repent in time, 5 Ye ministers that wait on preaching, Teachers and exhorters too, Don't you see your harvest wasting, Arise, there is no rest for you, 6 O think upon that strict commandment, God has on his teachers laid: The sinner's blood that dips unwarned, Shall fall upon the teacher's head. 7 Arise dear brethren, let's be doing, See the nations in distress; The Lord of hosts forbid their ruin, Before their day of grace is past. 8 To see the land lie in confusion, Looks dreadful in our mortal eye; But O dear sinners, that is nothing, To when the day of doom draws nigh. 9 To see the Lord in clouds descending, Saints and angels guard him round; The saints from earth will rise to meet him, But sinners speechless at his frown. 10 To see the mountains a burning, Mountains and hills must forward fly, The moon in blood, the stars a falling, And comets blazing thro' the sky. 11 O sinners! that's not all that's dreadful, Before your Judge you must appear; To answer for your past transactions, How you ran your courses here. 12 The book of conscience will be open'd And your character read therein; The sentence is, depart ye cursed, And every saint will cry, Amen. 13 O Lord, forbid that this our nation, That this should be their dreadful case; O sinners turn and find salvation, While now he offers you free grace. 14 'Tis now you have a gospel morning, And yet the lamp holds out to burn; 'Tis now you have sufficient warning, O sinners! sinners! will you turn? Languages: English

Vital spark of heavenly flame

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature cease, thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark! they whisper, angels, angels say, Sister spirit, come away; What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes, it disappears, Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears, With sounds seraphic rings, Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly, O grave, where is thy victory! O death, where is thy sting! Languages: English

Zaccheus climb'd the tree

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LVII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Zaccheus climb'd the tree, And thought himself unknown: But how surpriz'd was he, When Jesus call'd him down: The Lord beheld him tho' conceal'd, And by a word his pow'r reveal'd. 2 Wonder and joy at once Were painted in his face; "Does he my name pronounce, And does he know my case? Will Jesus deign with me to dine? Lord, I, with all I have is thine. 3 Thus, where the gospel's preach'd, And sinners come to hear: The hearts of some are reach'd, Before they are aware: The word directly speaks to them, And Jesus points them out by name. 4 'Tis curiosity Oft brings them in the way; Only the man to see, And hear what he can say; But how the sinner starts to find, The preacher knows his inmost mind. 5 His long forgotten faults Are brought again to view; And all his secret faults Expos'd in public too, Though compass'd with a croud about, The searching word has found him out. 6 While thus distressing pain, And sorrow fills the heart; He hears a voice again, That bids his fears depart: Then like Zaccheus he is blest, And Jesus deigns to be his guest. Languages: English