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Now the Savior comes indeed

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #1 (1732) Lyrics: I. Now the Savior comes indeed, Of the Virgin-Mother's Seed, To the Wonder of Mankind, By the Lord himself design'd. II. Not begot like Men unclean, But without the Stain of Sin; In our Nature God was born, Us to save, who were forlorn. III. Though the Virgin was with Child, Chastity prov'd undefil'd; All the Female Virtues were Thron'd in her, for God was there. IV. From his Chambers forth he went; Left the Glorious Element; And, at once both God and Man, He his blessed Course bagan. V. From his Father's Breast he came; And return'd to him again. Having first, our foes to quell, Triumph'd over Death and Hell. VI. O Thou God-like every Way, Carry thy victorious Sway In the Flesh to such a Length, That we gain thy Godly Strength. VII. Lord, thy Crib shines bright and clear, Chacing Darkness ev'ry where. Let no Sin o'ercloud this Light, That our Faith be always bright. VIII. Glory to the God of Love! Glory to his Son above! Glory to the Spirit be! Glory to the Blessed Three. Topics: Incarnation of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Now the Saviour comes indeed]

How shall I meet my Saviour?

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #3 (1732) Lyrics: I. How shall I meet my Saviour? How shall I welcome Thee? What Manner of Behaviour Is now requir'd of me? Let thine Illumination Set Heart and Hands aright, That this my Preparation Be pleasing in thy Sight. II. Whilst with the gayest Flowers Thy Sion strews the way, I'll raise with all my Powers To Thee, a grateful Lay: To Thee the King of Glory I'll tune a Song Divine; And make thy Love's bright Story In graceful Numbers shine. III. What hast thou not performed, Lord, to retrieve my Loss, While I was so deformed By Sin and Hellish Dross? The Sense of lost Salvation Quite drove me to Despair, But thy own Incarnation Brought my Redemption near. IV. I lay in Fetters groaning, Thou cam'st to set me free. My Shame I was bemoaning; With Grace thou cloathedst me. Thou raisest me to Glory; Endow'st me with thy Bliss, Which is not transitory, As worldly Treasure is. V. What caus'd thy Incarnation? What brought Thee down to me? Thy Love to my Salvation Contriv'd my Liberty. O Love, beyond Expression! Wherewith thou dost embrace Mankind in its Digression From Thee, the Source of Grace. VI. Let this Consideration Heal up your wounds within, Ye Sons of Desolation, That feel the Smart of Sin. Take Courage, your Salvation Stands waiting at the door; The Gospel Consolation Is nearer than before. VII. 'Tis none of your Endeavour, Nor any Mortal Care Cou'd draw his Sav'reign Favour To Sinners in Despair; Uncall'd he comes with Gladness To save you from the Fall, And cure all Grief and Sadness You're still opprest withal. VIII. Be not cast down nor frighted At Sin, tho' ne'er so great; No! Jesus is delighted The Greatest to remit. He comes repenting Sinners With Life and Love to crown; And make them happy Winners Of Glory like his own. IX. Then fear not ye the Clamour Of Satan and his Clan; The Word, his pow'rful Hammer, Destroys their wicked Plan. He comes as King of Glory, Whose Nod confounds their Host; He carries all before ye, And baffles all their Boast. X. He comes to pass his Sentence On all his Enemies. But Children of Repentance Shall meet with Love and Peace. Come, Prince of Grace and Wonder! Fetch thy Beloved Home; Reveal thy Glories yonder; Thy longing Spouse says, Come! Topics: Incarnation of Christ Languages: English

Due Praises to th' incarnate Love

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #6 (1732) Lyrics: I. Due Praises to th' incarnate Love, Manifested from above! All Men and Angels now adore What we, nor they have seen before. Hallelujah. II. The blessed Father's only Son Chose a Manger for his Throne: In the mean Vest of Flesh and Bloo, Was cloathed God, th' eternal Good. Hallelujah. III. Who had the World at his Command, Wants his Mothers swadling Band. Th' Almighty Word was pleas'd to come A helpless Infant from the Womb. Hallelujah. IV. Th' eternal Splendor is in Sight; Gives the World its saving Light; And drives the Clouds of Sin away, To make us Children of the Day. Hallelujah. V. God's only Son, and equal God, Took amongst us his Abode; And open'd, through this World of Strive, A Way to everlasting Life. Hallelujah. VI. In Poverty he came on Earth, To enrich us by his Birth, And make us Heirs of endless Bliss, With all the darling Saints of his. Hallelujah. VII. This all he did that he might prove Unknown Wonders of his Love; Then let us All unite to sing Praise to our New-born God and King. Hallelujah. Topics: Nativity of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Due Praises to th' incarnate Love]

Shepherds, rejoyce, lift up your Eyes

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #7 (1732) Lyrics: I. Shepherds, rejoyce, lift up your Eyes, And send your Fears away! News from the Region of the Skies: Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. II. Jesus, the God, whom Angels fear, Comes down to dwell with you; To Day he makes his Entrance here, But not as Monarchs do. Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. III. No Gold nor Purple swadling Bands, Nor royal shining Things; A Manger for his Cradle stands, And holds the King of Kings. Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. IV. Go Shepherds! where the Infant lies, And see his humble Throne, With Tears of Joy in all your Eyes, Go Shepherds! kiss the Son. Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. V. Thus Gabriel sang, and strait around The heav'nly Armies throng; They tune their Harps to lofty Sound, And thus conclude the Song: Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. VI. Glory to God, that reigns above! Let Peace surround the Earth: Mortals shall know their Maker's Love, At their Redeemer's Birth. Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. VII. Lord, and shall Angels have their Songs, And Men no Tunes to raise? O! may we lose our useless Tongues, When they forget to praise. Salvation's born to Day. Salvation's born to Day. VIII. Glory to God that reigns above! That pity'd us forlorn: We join to sing our Maker's Love, For there's a Saviour born. Topics: Nativity of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Shepherds, rejoyce, lift up your Eyes]

With this New Year we raise New Songs

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #9 (1732) Lyrics: I. With this New Year we raise New Songs, To praise the Lord with Hearts and Tongues, For his Support in Troubles past, Wherewith our Life was overcast. II. O! grant us, Jesu, Prince of Peace, Thy constant Aid, thy constant Grace, That we may, thro' the rolling Year, Serve Thee with filial Love and Fear. III. O! may we never lose thy Truth (The Prop of Age, the Guard of Youth) Keep from us superstitious Fears, Banish false Doctrine from our Ears. IV. Guard us, oh! guard us from all Sin: And let us be renew'd within: Of Errors past the Records rend, O! Thou, whose Mercy knows no End. V. Grant us to lead a holy Life. And when we leave this World of Strive, O! bring us to that joyful Day, When thou wilt wipe all Tears away. VI. Then shall thy Praise a-new begin, Without th' Allay of Self and Sin. Maintain, O Lord, our Faith and Love, Till we behold thy Face above. Topics: New Year's Day Languages: English Tune Title: [With this New Year we raise New Songs]

Come, let us All, with Fervour

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #10 (1732) Lyrics: I. Come, let us All, with Fervour, On whom Heav'n's Mercies shine, To our Supreme Preserver In tuneful Praises join. Another Year is gone; Of which the tender Mercies (Each pious Heart rehearses) Demand a grateful Song. II. Tell o'er, with true Devotion, The Wonders of his Grace: Let no polluting Notion Our Gratitude deface. But still remember well, That this Year's Renovation Renews our Obligation To fight 'gainst Sin and Hell. III. His Grace is still Preserving Our Peace in Church and State; His Love is never swerving, In Spite of Satan's Hate. Dispens'd with open Hand, His Blessings on this Nation Still ward off Desolation, And save a sinful Land. IV. 'Tis his eternal Kindness That spares us from the Rod. Tho' long our wilful Blindness Has sore' provok'd our God To pour his Vengeance down; Yet still his Grace provides us; And still his Mercy hides us From his own dreadful Frown. V. The Source of all Compassion Pities our feeble frame, When turning from Transgression We come in Jesus' Name, Before his holy Face; Then ev'ry sinful Motion Is cast into the Ocean Of never-failing Grace. VI. To Christ our Peace is owing: Through him thou art appeas'd. Through him thy Love's still flowing: O! wilt Thou then be pleas'd, Throught Christ, thy Grace to send, In all its Strength and Beauty, To keep us in our Duty, 'Till these frail Days shall end. Topics: New Year's Day Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, let us All with Fervour]

My Father! form thy Child according to thine Image

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #12 (1732) Lyrics: I. My Father! form thy Child according to thine Image: Create, O God, in me a new and contrite Heart: Vouchsafe to number me in thine unspotted Lineage; And make me wo by Grace, as thou by Nature art; And make me wo by Grace, as thou by Nature art. II. My Light! enlighten me with thy transcendent Favour; Clear up my dismal Heart; dispel the Clouds of Sin; By Nature Nothing else but sinful Things I favour; If Thou withdraw'st thy Light, I am all blind within; If Thou withdraw'st thy Light, I am all blind within. III. My everlasting Way! unbar the Gates of Salem, That I may enter in, and tread the Paths of Peace; I've sojourne'd long enough amongst the Sons of Balaam, And now I long for Home, where Sighs of Sin shall cease; And now I long for Home, where Sighs of Sin shall cease. IV. O Thou eternal Truth! Let me thy Grace inherit; And brighten up my Mind with thy Serenity; And may thy glorious Word cast out the living Spirit, And strengthen me to stand against that Enemy; And strengthen me to stand against that Enemy. V. My Life! live Thou in me, that I in Thee be living, Fro without Thee I'm dead to all that's truly Good; Thou art the Bread of Life; this Manna is thy giving; Feed my distressed Soul with that Celestial Food; Feed my distressed Soul with that Celestial Food. VI. My Lamb! most innocent, meek, patient, full of Sweetness, Create thy lamb-like Mind in me thy straying Sheep: Enable me to bear, with Patience and with Meekness, The Cross made light to me by wounding Thee so deep; The Cross made light to me by wounding Thee so deep. VII. My Master! Teach thou me to know my great Creator; Without thy Light I can't behold God who is my Light; Instruct my Heart and Lips to call him Abba Father, That mine Addresses may be pleasing in his Sight. That mine Addresses may be pleasing in his Sight; VIII. My High-Priest! do not cease to pray for thy lost Creature; Upon the Father call with me incessantly; Thy Holy Spirit's Groans support me, when frail Nature In th' inward Combat shrinks, and has no Strength to cry; In th' inward Combat shrinks, and has no Strength to cry. IX. My King! defend thou me, when Flesh, World, Sin and Devil Assault the Spark of Grace, thou hast vouchsaf'd to me; The Shadow of thy Wings protect my Soul from Evil, For he's alone secure, who trusts alone in Thee; For he's alone secure, who trusts alone in Thee. X. My Shepherd! feed my Soul with Food of thy Salvation; And lead me, when I thirst, unto the Water-Springs; Restrain me when my Soul gives Way to strong Temptation; My wandring Mind bring back, when pleas'd with empty Things; My wandring Mind bring back, when pleas'd with empty Things. XI. My great Physician! heal my Soul, whose Sores are many, Caus'd by my num'rous Sins so heinous and so foul. That Sov'reign Remedy, thy Blood that's shed for Any, Whose Refuge are thy Wounds, apply unto my Soul; Whose Refuge are thy Wounds, apply unto my Soul. XII. My Friend! bestow on me thine All-sufficient Graces; Confirm me more and more in holy Faithfulness: Grant me full Confidence to fly to thine Embraces, When Satan, Sin and Hell my trembling Soul oppress; When Satan, Sin and Hell my trembling Soul oppress. XIII. My Bridegroom! love me still, endow me with thy Spirit; Enrich me with thy Grace; print on my Heart thy Seal; Thy sweet embracing Love, O Lord, let me inherit; And to my longing Soul thy wond'rous Self reveal; And to my longing Soul thy wond'rous Self reveal. XIV. My one and all! let me with thee bo so united, That I may love but Thee, and scorn all Earthly Toys; And when I am by Death t'appear before Thee cited, O, may I be prepar'd for all thy glorious Joys; O, may I be prepar'd for all thy glorious Joys. Topics: New Year's Day Languages: English Tune Title: [My Father! form thy Child according to thine Image]

He reigns, the Lord our Saviour reigns

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #16 (1732) Lyrics: I. He reigns, the Lord our Saviour reigns; Praise him in Evangelick Strains; Let all the Earth in Songs rejoyce, And distant Islands join their Voice. II. The Lord is come, the Heav'ns proclaim His Birth, the Nations learn his Name; An unknown Star directs the Road Of Eastern Sages to their god. III. All ye bright Armies of the skies, Go worship where the Saviour lies. Angels and Kings before him bow, The Great on high, the Great below. IV. Let Idols totter to the Ground, And their own Worshipers confound; But Judah shout, but Zion sing, And Earth confess her Sov'reign King. V. Rejoice, ye Christians, and record The Sacred Honours of the Lord: None but the Souls that feel his Grace, Can triumph in his Holiness. Topics: Epiphany of Christ Languages: English

Sweet Jesu! when I think on thee

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #17 (1732) Lyrics: I. Sweet Jesu! when I think on Thee, My Heart for Joy doth leap in me. Thy bless'd Remembrance yields Delight; But far more sweet will be thy Sight. II. When I th'incarnate Jesus spy, I'm lost in Joy, in Transport die; When with his Name I'm charm'd in song, I with myself all Ear and Tongue. III. Of him, who did Salvation bring, I could for ever think and sing, Arise, ye Guilty: he'll forgive; Arise, ye Poor: for he'll relive. IV. His Grace but ask, and 'twill be giv'n: He'll raise, and turn your Hell to Heav'n. When Sin and Sorrow wounds the Soul, The Balm of Christ will make it whole. V. If dismal Clouds the Mind affright, His Beams clear up the mournful Night. These Pleasures are beyond Compare: His Love exceeds our Wish and pray'r. VI. His Praise whene'er we strive to tell, Our Pens must flag, our Tongues must fail; The Joy's too great, we must confess; We fell a Bliss we can't express. VII. O wondrous Jesu! Greatest King! The World doth with thy Triumphs ring; Thou conquer'st all, below, above, Dire Friends with Force, and Men with Love. VIII. Thus diff'rent Ways thou giv'st thy Laws: Some Terror frights; Some Softness draws. O, dart upon us thy bright Ray, Expelling Darkness, bringing Day. IX. For thy Seraphick Sweets, we find, Can cure the Conscience, and the Mind; Chace Errors, which our Souls benight: No Fiend nor Falshood bears thy Sight. X. This shews the World Things hid before: Its Glory's Shame, its Riches poor, Its Pride Disgrace,its Pleasure Pain, Its Wisdom Nonsense, Bus'ness vain. XI. The Sunlike Light drives far the cold; Enlight'ning Love, obscuring Gold; For they whose Sight its Beams restore, Despise the Purse, to prize the Poor. XII. With Love of thee I'm overcome, Entranc'd with Joy, with Pleasure dumb; When on the Cross I thee behold, I lose all Strength, grow dead with Cold. XIII. The wounding Spear doth pierce my Heart; When thou art nail'd, I feel the Smart: Thy dying Groans my Sighs display; Thou bow'st thy Head, I faint away. XIV. Ye Hearts of Stone, come melt to see, That this was done for you and me. His Griefs procur'd, that we're forgiv'n; And on his Blood we swim to Heav'n. XV. To shame for Sins, he blush'd in Blood; He clos'd his Eyes to shew us God: Let all the World fall down, and know, That none but God such Love could show. XVI. His Love with equal Warmth pursue; Burn for him, as he flam'd for you; Love shou'd Returns of Love inspire, And his bright Flames set us on Fire. XVII. View well his Face, and winning Charms, And fly with Speed into his Arms; Thy Love, my Saviour! ne'er can cloy, Fountain of Bliss, and Source of Joy. XVIII. Oh! Let me ever share thy Grace, Still taste thy Love and see thy Face; Still let my Tongue resound thy Name, And Jesus be my constant Theme. XIX. For tho' I can't Words worthy speak, Yet stop my Tongue, my Heart will break; Big with thy Love, I must to Joy Give Vent, lest I in Pieces fly. XX. For when thy Charms croud in my Mind, I split, unless a Vent I find: Thy Merits in my Mem'ry roll; They sooth my Thoughts, and raise my Soul. XXI. The Love of Christ's stupendous Meat; It fills me, yet I still could eat; With this his Food I'm never cloy'd; Still hungry, tho' I'm ever fed. XXII. Insatiate to thy Spring I fly; I drink, and yet am eve dry; As Dropsy loves the liquid Store, I swell, and yet I thirst for more. XXIII. Against its Charms I can't be Proof. Ah! who that loves can have enough? No Heathen in this Feast delights; It is not for such Appetites. XXIV. No Beauty to the Blind appears: Sweet Sounds are lost on deaven'd EArs; Christ is to me a pleasing Feast; They Jesus love, who Jesus taste. XXV. Of this his Love who's once a Taste, Will thirst for more; his Thirst will last; But they thrice happy Lovers prove, Whose Hearts are fill'd with Jesus; Love. XXVI. Thy name adorns the Angels Sphere, Pleases the Taste, and charms the Ear; Ten thousand Times I thee desire; If thou withdraw'st, I must expire. XXVII. When shall thy highest Love be try'd? When shall my soul be satisfy'd? Remembring thee, I panting lye; Thy Love both makes me live and die. XXVIII. I rise and sink in Ecstasy, Reviv'd with Love, and kill'd with Joy. Sweet Love! in Publick still I sigh, And still for Thee in Secret cry. XXIX. 'Tis thee I love: For Thee alone I shed my Tears and make my Moan. Where'er I am, where'er I move, I meet the Object of my Love. XXX. In finding him, my Hours are blest; And when he's found, I'll hold him fast. O Bliss! the Lord I sought, appears; My Sighs are lost with all my Fears. XXXI. Let Love for Joy Hosanna sing; Heav'n, Earth with Hallelujahs ring; To celebrate this welcome Day, I dance, and die for Love away. XXXII. The Love of Jesus now shall last, And keep its most transporting Taste: No more I lose it; no more mourn; Its Flame continual shall burn. XXXIII. Sent from above this Fire shall glow, Nor die as temp'ral Fire below; It melts my Marrow, warms my Blood; Lights up, but not consumes its Food. XXXIV. Ev'n as the Damn'd I Heat sustain; But mine's of Pleasure, their's of Pain. What wond'rous Love is this I share! It burns; yet doth refresh like Air. XXXV. Come, Sinners! learn of me to love; All wanton Charms from you remove; My Passions' chaste, divinely good; You love Men's Daughters, I my God. XXXVI. He's sweeter than the Sweets of May; Far clearer than the brightest Day; More pleasing to my Taste and Eye, Than Eastern Spice, or Eastern Sky. XXXVII. Oh! let my Mouth thy Sweetness taste; My Nostrils with thy Odours feast: Still let my Lips thy Glories kiss, Tho' I still faint beneath the Bliss. XXXVIII. To thee I'll be for e'er confin'd, Bliss of my Heart, Joy of my Mind! Of Thee I think, of Thee I boast: Who sav'd the World, won't see me lost. XXXIX. But Christ resumes his Father's Throne. While Angels sing, Man's left to moan. But, Lord! I'll never part with Thee; I'll mount up in thy Company. XL. Come all, and fast to Jesus cleave: Let's follow close; ne'er Jesus leave; Both Hearts and Tongues to Jesus raise, With Vows, and loud harmonious Lays. XLI. That when we shall have learn'd this Art, And from this earthly Choir depart, He may requite our Songs of Love, And joy us to the Choir above. Topics: Love of Christ Languages: English

Christ, by whose all-saving Light

Hymnal: PGTG1756 #24 (1732) Lyrics: I. Christ, by whose all-saving Light Mankind benefitted, Was for Sinners in the Night As a Thief committed. Dragg'd before a wicked court Of the Jewish Clergy; Where they try'd their worst Effort 'Gainst the Lord of Mercy. II. Sentenc'd early by this Crew, As the worst of Sinners, Came to Pilate, who foreknew This Tumult's Beginners: Though he judg'd him innocent Of their Accusation, Yet to Herod he was sent For his Arbitration. III. Then his holy Flesh was torn with inhuman Lashes, And his blessed Head in Scorn Crown'd of sinful Ashes: Cloathed in a Purple Dress, Mock'd, and beat, and bruised; Thus the Source of Holiness Was by Sin misused. IV. Then at Noon the Son of God To the Cross was nailed, Where his fervent Prayer and Blood For our Sins prevailed: The Spectators shook their Head Had him in Derision, Till the Sun-light mourning fled From so sad a Vision. V. When at Three they heard him call: Why am I forsaken; Stait was Vinegar mix'd with Gall Offer'd, but not taken: Then to God his Spirit sent, Shaking th' Earth with Wonder, Gave the Vail a thorough Rent, Cleft the Rocks asunder. VI. At th' approaching Evening Tide, Criminals Bones were broken; But the Spear pierc'd Jesus Side, For a lasting Token: Which pour'd forth a double Flood Of a cleansing Nature, Both the Water and the Blood Wash the guilty Creature. VII. Joseph, when the Eve was come, Took his dearest Master, Laid him in his Stately Tomb, Hewn in Alablaster; Nicodem, now void of Fear, Brought the richest Spices; Thus these holy Men paid here Their last Sacrifices. VIII. Grant, O Jesu, blessod Lord, By thy Cross and Passion, Thy blest Love may be ador'd By the whole Creation: Hating Sin, and woful Cause Of thy Death and Suff'ring, Give our Heart t'obey thy Laws, As the best Thanks-offering. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Christ, by whose all-saving Light]