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The poor sinner

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCLXXVII (1790) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 First Line: God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 God of my salvation hear, And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near, Thy blessing to receive; Full of guilt, alas! I am, But to thy wounds for refuge flee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 Nothing have I, LORD, to pay, Nor can thy grace procure; Empty send me not away, For I, thou know'st, am poor, Dust and ashes is my name, My all is sin, and misery: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 3 Without money, without price, I come thy love to buy; From myself I turn my eyes, The chief of sinners, I: Take, O take me, as I am, And let me lose myself in thee; Friend of sinners, spotless lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Topics: The Poor Sinner Languages: English
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The backslider's prayer

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCLXXIX (1790) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 First Line: Jesus, let thy pitying eye Lyrics: 1 Jesus, let thy pitying eye Call back a wand'ring sheep; False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain like Peter, weep; Let me be by grace restor'd, On me be all its freeness shewn; Turn and look upon me, LORD, And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour prince, enthron'd above, Repentance to impart, Give me thro' thy dying love, The humble contrite heart; Give, what I have long implor'd, A portion of thy grief unknown; Turn and look upon me, LORD, And break my heart of stone. 3 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die; Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye; Speak the reconciling word And let thy mercy melt me down; Turn and look upon me, LORD, And break my heart of stone. 4 Look as when thy pitying eye, Was clos'd that we might live; Father (at the point to die, My Saviour gasp'd) "Forgive!" Surely with that dying word, He turns, and looks, and cries, "'tis done!" O my loving, bleeding LORD< Thou breaks my heart of stone. Topics: Backslider's Prayer Languages: English
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True experience

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCLXXXI (1790) Meter: 7.6 First Line: My Lord, how great's the favor Lyrics: 1 My LORD, how great's the favour That I a sinner poor, Can thro' thy blood's sweet savour Approach thy mercy's door, And find an open passage Unto the throne of grace; There wait the welcome message, That bids me; GO IN PEACE? 2 LORD, I'm an helpless creature, Full of the deepest need. Throughout defil'd by nature Stupid, and inly dead: My strength is perfect weakness, And all I have is sin; My heart is all uncleanness, A den of thieves within. 3 In this forlorn condition, Who shall afford me aid? Where shall I find compassion But in the church's head? JESUS, thou art all pity, O take me to thine arms, And exercise thy mercy, To save me from all harms. 4 I'll never cease repeating My numberless complaints; But ever be intreating The glorious King of saints, Till I attain the image Of him only love; And pay my greatful homage With all the saints above. 5 Then I, with all in glory, Will thankfully relate Th' amazing, pleasing story Of JESUS' love so great; In this blest contemplation I ever shall be well; And prove such consolation, As none below can tell. Topics: True Experience Languages: English
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Evening

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCXCIV (1790) Meter: 8.2.6 First Line: Ere I sleep for ev'ry favour Lyrics: 1 Ere I sleep for ev'ry favour This day shew'd and bestow'd I will bless my Saviour. 2 O my LORD! what shall I render To thy name, still the same, Gracious, good, and tender. 3 Leave me not, but ever love me; Let thy peace be my bliss, Till Thou hence remove me. 4 Visit me with thy salvation; Let thy care now be near, Round my habitation. 5 Thou my rock, my guard, my tow'r, Safely keep, while I sleep, Me, with all thy pow'r. 6 And, whene'er in death I slumber, Let me rise with the wise, Counted in their number. Topics: Morning and Evening Languages: English
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Dismission

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCXIII (1790) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 First Line: Lord dismiss us with a blessing Lyrics: 1 Lord dismiss us with a blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace, Let us each thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace; O refresh us! Trav'ling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound, May the fruit of thy salvation, In our hearts and lives abound: May thy presence, With us ever more be found. 3 So whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on Angel's wings to Heaven, Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay, May we ready, Rise and reign in endless day. Languages: English
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Invitation

Author: Toplady Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCXII (1790) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Come ye sinners poor and wretched Lyrics: 1 Come ye sinners poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and pow'r; He is able, He is willing; doubt no more. 2 Ho! ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh Without money Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger Nor of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness he requireth Is to feel you need of him This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Agonizing in the garden, Lo your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold him, Hear him cry before he dies, It is finish'd" Sinner will not this suffice? 5 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood, Venture on him, venture freely Let no other trust intrude, None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 6 Saints and angels join'd in concert Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of Heaven, Sweetly echo with his Name. Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the same. Languages: English
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Isaiah IX, 2

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCXCIX (1790) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Light of those whose dreary dwelling Lyrics: 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades beneath, Come and by thy love's revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath: The new heav'n and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise! Scatt'ring all the night of nature, Pouring eye-sight on our eyes! 2 Still we wait for thine appearing, Life and joy thy beams impart; Chasing all our fears, and chearing Ev'ry poor benighted heart: Come, and manifest the favour God has for our ransom'd race; Come, thou All sufficient Saviour, Come and bring thy gospel-grace. 3 Save us in thy great compassion, O thou mild pacific Prince Give the knowledge of salvation, Give the pardon of our sins! By thine all-restoring merit, Ev'ry burden'd soul release; Ev'ry weary, wand'ring spirit, Guide into thy perfect peace. Scripture: Isaiah 9:2 Languages: English
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Judgment

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCIX (1790) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Lo, th' Almighty King of Glory Lyrics: 1 Lo! th' Almighty King of Glory, Sends his awful summons forth! Calls the nations all before him! From the east, south, west and north! His loud trumpet, his loud trumpet, his loud trumpet, Rend the tombs the dead awake! 2 Now behold the dead arising; Great and small before him stand; Not one soul forgot, or missing, None his orders countermand; All stand waiting, all stand waiting, all stand waiting For their last decisive doom. 3 Now the Saviour; once despised, Comes to judge the quick and dead: See the foes each one with horror, Lifting up his guilty head. How they tremble; how they tremble, how they tremble! At the Lamb's tremendous bar! 4 Now they see him on the rainbow With his countless guards around; Saints and Angels his retinue, With their harps of sweetest sound; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Echoes sweet from all the choir. 5 Now his chosen gladly meet him, All seraphic, all divine! Lo, they join the glorious army, Whose bright robes the sun outshine! All triumphant! all triumphant! all triumphant, See the grand Redeemed throng. 6 Then behold the dreadful sentence On the foes of Christ is past: Down to hell without repentance, All the guilty croud is cast, While the ransom'd, while the ransom'd, while the ransom'd, All applaud the righteous doom. 7 Now attend the noble army, Wash'd in their Redeemer's blood; Swift and joyful is their journey, To the palace of their God! All victorious! all victorious! all victorious, Hallelujah to the lamb! Epiphonema, O ye Sinners now give glory To the great eternal Three! While such danger lies before you Can you unconcerned be? Judgment hastens! Judgment hastens! Judgment hastens! Mercy, mercy now implore! Languages: English
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The Resurrection of Christ

Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCVII (1790) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Pleas'd we read in sacred story Lyrics: 1 Pleas'd we read in sacred story, How our Lord resum'd his breath; Where, O grave's, thy conqu'ring glory Where's thy sting, thou fantom death? Soon thy jaws, restrain'd from chewing, Must disgorge their ransom'd pery: Man first gave thee pow'r to riun, Man too takes that pow'r away. 2 I am Alpha, says the Saviour; I Omega likewise am; I was dead and live forever, God Almighty and th' Lamb, In the Lord is our perfection, And in him our boast we'll make; We shall share his resurrection, If we of his death partake. 3 Ye that die without repentance, Ye must rise when Christ appears; Rise to hear your dreadful sentence, While the saints rejoice in theirs: You to dwell with fiends infernal, They with Jesus Christ to reign: The go into life eternal, You to everlasting pain. 5 Bold rebellion, base backsliding, Stop your course, reflect with dread; In destruction there's no hiding; Death and hell give up their dead, Ev'ry sea, and lake, and river Shall restore their dead to view: Shout for gladness, O believer Christ is ris'n, and so shall you. Languages: English
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Perseverance

Author: Mrs. P—r Hymnal: SPHP1790 #CCCXLIII (1790) Meter: Irregular First Line: Now Christ again to me appears Lyrics: 1 Now Christ again to me appears Banishing all my doubts and fears With his surprising grace; He says fear not for you I died, Remove thy doubts, look in my side, Thy soul with joy at my right hand At the last day I'll place. 2 Tho' sin within thee yet remains Against thy will it's grace that reigns, And shall the conqu'ror prove; Sin, earth and hell in vain combine, To pluck thee from those hands of mine Thou art secured in the arms Of everlasting love. 3 Fear not tho' all the earth engage Against thy soul, with hellish rage; I'm earths' foundation's prop: The government is laid on me, I have all power to succour thee; Then lean on my eternal arm I'll not deceive thy hope. 4 They sooner may the mountains move Than thee destroy or change my love, Or alter what I swore, The Sun and Moon may cease to shine, The Earth and all therein decline; But my eternal love stands firm And shall for evermore. Languages: English

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