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Shepherds, rejoyce, lift up your Eyes

Appears in 162 hymnals 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 Used With Tune: [Shepherds, rejoyce, lift up your Eyes]

To God let all the Human Race

Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: I. To God let all the Human Race Bring humble Worship mixt with Grace; Who makes his Love and wisdom known, By Angels, that surround his Throne. II. These Angels, whom thy Breath inspires, Thy Ministers are flaming Fires1 And swift as Thought their Armies move, To bear thy Vengeance, or thy Love. III. They joy t'obey thy blessed Will; They love t'increase their Knowledge still; They always serve the Lord their Rock, In keeping Guard around thy Flock. IV. The Good, where'er thy Children dwell, They do, no mortal Tongue can tell; Not what their Heav'nly Care prevents, Where they are bid to pitch their Tents. V. Good Daniel found their Benefit, When mid'st the Lions forc'd to sit. The same enjoy'd the pious Lot; What great Deliv'rance had he not? VI. What did the three Men in the Flame, Assoon their Guardian-Angel came? Did not the Oven's devouring Fire, Resound the Notes of Heav'nly Quire? VII. Thus God defends us Day by Day, From many Mischiefs in our Way, By Angels, which do always keep A watchful Eye when we're asleep. VIII. O Lord! we'll bless Thee all our Days; Our Soul shall glory in thy Grace; Thy Praise shall dwell upon our Tongues; All Saints and Angels join our songs. IX. We pray to let their Hav'nly Host Be Guardians of our Land and Coast, To keep thy little Flock in Peace, That we may lead a Life of Grace. Topics: Holy Angels Used With Tune: [To God let all the Human Race]

O Jesu, Bridegroom of my soul

Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: I. O Jesu! Bridegroom of my Soul, Make me, a broken Vessel, whole, By that sweet Blood which on the Tree Thou pourest out for Sin and me. II. Full of Reproach, and full of Fear, To thy blest Table I draw near. Oh, tho' I'm naked, sick and blind, In Mercy, cast me not behind. III. O Thou great Master of the Feast, My King and Spouse, my Rock and Rest, Who hast o'e Sin the Vict'ry won, Put me the Wedding Garment on. IV. O Great Physician, ope my Eyes; And heal my great Infirmities. Wash ev'ry sinful Stain away; And let me taste thy Grace To-day. V. Drive me from Darkness, Sin and Wrath Endow me with a Living Fatih; And mortifie my proud Self-Love: And let thy Grace my Glory prove. VI. Thy Body is of Life the Bread To Man in Sin and Sorrows dead. Thy Blood's the sparkling Wine of Love; The richest in the Stores above. VII. Hung'ring and thirsting, lo! I come. Oh, find me at thy Table, Room. To me of this blest Banquet give: And let me eat and drink, and live. VIII. Tear from my Heart the Root of Sin: And there let Grace and Goodness shine; Grace to fear God, and Sin eschew; And Goodness to give all their Due. IX. What Soul or Body want, supply; Remove what's irksome to thine Eye; Dwell in my Heart; and let me be In strictest Union with Thee. X. Against my Soul when Earth and Hell Shall band; or my own Heart rebel; Subdue the Foes: My Heart subdue; And keep me to thy Service true. XI. Adorn my Conversation, Lord, With all the Graces of thy Word; And, oh, prepare me all my Days, To keep thy law, and sing thy Praise. XII. That when, O Gracious Prince of Life, Thou call'st me from this World of Strive, I may to thy blest Presence rise And sup with Thee above the Skies. Topics: Lord's Supper

O Thou sweetest Source of Gladness!

Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: I. O Thou sweetest Source of Gladness! Faith and hope and Heav'nly Light, Who, in Joy, as in our Sadness, Dost convince us of thy Might! Holy Spirit, God of Peace, Great Distributer of Grace, Life and Joy of the Creation, Hear, oh hear my Supplication. II. O Thou best of all Donations God can give, or we implore, Having thy sweet Consolations, We need wish for Nothing more. Come, Thou Lord of Love and Pow'r, On my Heart thy Graces show'r: Work in me a new Creation. Make my Heart thy Habitation. III. From that Height that knows no Measure, As a Shwo'r thou dost descend; And bring'st down the richest Treasure Man can wish, or God can send. O! Thou Glory shining down From the Father and the Son, Grant me thy Communication, Which makes All a new Creation. IV. Wise Thou art, know'st all Recesses Of the Earth and spreading Skies: Ev'ry Sand the Shore possesses, Thy omniscient Mind declares. Lord, thou knowest, that I am Quite corrupted, blind and lame. Give me such a wise Behaviour As may please my God and Saviour. V. Holy Lord! who lov'st to visit Souls, of pure and chast Desire, But abhor'st an Heart that's busied With what Flesh and Blood admire: Wash my Soul, O Spring of Grace, Clean from all Unrighteousness; Make me fly what thou refusest, And delight in what thou chusest. VI. Like a Lamb thou art in Nature, Of a meek and tender Mind, Doing Good to ev'ry Creature, Tho' they're still to Sin inclin'd; O forgive, and grant I may Follow my forgiving Way, Love my Foes as my own Lineage, And hate None that bear thy Image. VII. Dearest Lord, I live contented In th' Assurance of thy Love, Which, if not by Sin prevented, Does my highest Comfort prove. Make my soul thy Property; All I have shall be to Thee And thy Glory dedicated Here, and when I am translated. VIII. I renounce what's prejudicial To the Glory of thy Name; counting only beneficial What's from Thee, and from the Lamb: At what Satan can contrive, I will never once connive; But with earnest Opposition, Cross that Author of Perdition. IX. Oh! support my weak Endeavour; Second me on ev'ry Side, Thine assistance, great Reliever! Grant me still; and be my Guide. Mortifie my Selfishness, Turn th' old Will from sinful Ways, And conform it to thy Nature, That my God may love his Creature. X. Be my Guard on each Occasion; When I'm sinking be my Staff; When I die be my Salvation; When I'm buried, be my Grave. And when from the Grave I rise, Take me up above the Skies. Seat me with thy Saints in Glory; There for ever to adore Tree. Topics: Holy Ghost

Remove from us, O faithful God

Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: I. Remove from us, O faithful God, Thy dreadful and avenging rod, Which by our num'rous crying Crimes We have deserv'd a Thousand Times. Sad Famine, War and Pestilence Prevent by thy good Providence. II. In Pity, Lord, look on our Race; And grant us thy all-saving Grace: Shou'd thy just Anger go so far To call us to thy Judgment-Bar, What Man could stand before thine Eye, Or plead his Truth, and Guilt deny? III. In Thee we trust; to Thee on high, In Heaviness of Soul we cry. Give us a Token of thy Grace, By shewing thy relieving Face. By true Repentance bring us Home, And save us from the Wrath to come. IV. Oh, raise no more such dreadful Storms Against so file and feeble Worms. O, great Creator, thou well know'st, That this our Frame's but transient Dust; Our best Endeavours Little gain; And, search'd by thee, we're all but vain. V. Sin still besets us ev'ry where; Nor Satan fails to lay his Snare; The wicked World, with Flesh and Blood, Conspires to rob us of all Good. O Lord, this is not hid from Thee; Have Mercy on our Misery. VI. Regard thy Son's most bitter Moans, Wounds, Agonies, and dying Groans; The Pains he felt, the Blood he spilt T'attone for all our Sin and Guilt. O, for his Sake our Guilt forgive, And let the mourning Sinners live. VII. O Lord, conduct us by thy Hand; And bless these Realms by Sea and Land; Preserve thy Word amongst us pure; Keep us from Satan's Wiles secure; Grant us to dye in Peace and Love, And see thy glorious Face above. Topics: Common Calamity

Sha'nt I sing to my Creator?

Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: I. Sha'nt I sing to my Creator? Sha'nt I give him Thanks and Praise? Who by ev'ry Thing in Nature Magnifies his tender Grace: What but loving Condescension Still enclines his faithful Heart, To support and take their part, Who pursue his blest Intention: All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. II. As a Hen is us'd to gather Her young Brood beneath her Wings, So has God my Heav'nly Father, Kept me safe from dismal Things, From the Hour of my Formation, When he breathed Life in me, Rearing it by each Degree, Till he brought me to this Station. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. III. Nay, his darling Son eternal He delivers up for me, To redeem me from infernal Death and endless Misery. Depth of Love beyond Dimension! Whence can my weak Spirit fetch Thoughts profound enough to reach This unfathon'd Condescension? All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. IV. His good Spirit's best Direction He vouchsafes me in his Word; And his Wings their kind Protection In my Pilgrimage afford: He endows my Soul and Spirit With the Light of living Fatih T'overcome the Pow'r of Death And escape the Hell I merit. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. V. My Soul's Welfare and Advances Are the Object of his Care, Nay, the Body's Change and Chances In his Goodness have a Share. When my nat'ral Strength is shrinking, In the time of utmost Need, He my God steps in with Speed, And recovers me from sinking. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. VI. Heav'n and Earth, with ev'ry Creature, For my Service are design'd; Where I make my Search in Nature, Food and Raiment there I find. Cattle, Corn, Fruit, Fowl and Fishes, Vales below, and Hills on high, Woods and Waters, Earth and Sky Furnish me with various Dishes. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. VII. When I sleep, his Love is taking Care to rouse my drowsy Soul, That i find each Morn at waking Light renew'd from Pole to Pole. Had my God withdrawn the Numbers Of his Angels from my Head, And forsook me in my Bed, I had perish'd in my Slumbers. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. VIII. Oh! how many sore Afflictions Have been rais'd by Satan's Crew? Which, by God's Divine Restrictions, Never came within my View. Guardian Angels of his sending Stopt the Malice which the Fiend To my Ruin did intend, Far beyond my comprehending. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. IX. As a Father's kind Affection Still endures towards his Child, Tho' he merit sore Correction, When by World and sin beguil'd; Thus, upon my true Repentance, Sins are by my pard'ning God Punish'd with a Father's Rod, Not a Judge's damning Sentence. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. His Chastisements and Corrections, Tho' they bitter seem to be, Yet, upon mature Reflections, Are but Monitors to me: His blest Purpose they discover, To reduce my captive Sense From the World's Impertinence To my God, my heav'nly Lover. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. XI. This I know with full Coniction, As a Maxim ever sure: Christian Crosses and Affliction Do but for a time endure: After Winter's Frost and Snowing, Smiling Summer then appears; After Sadness, Pains, and Tears, Joyful Comforts will be flowing. All Things to their Period tend, But his Mercy knows no End. XII. Since nor End, nor Bound, nor Measure Can in God's great Love be found, Heart and Hands I lift with Pleasure, As a Child in Duty bound; Lord, I humbly ask this Favour To embrace with all my Might Thee, my Father, Day and Night, Till I change this Infant Savour For the Taste of Bliss above, Manly Praise and endless Love. Topics: Praise of God Used With Tune: [Sha'nt I sing to my Creator]

Sleep well, my Dear, sleep safe and free

Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: I. Sleep well, my Dear; sleep safe and free The holy Angels are with Thee, Who always see thy Father's Face, And never slumber, Nights nor Days. II. Thou ly'st in Down, soft ev'ry Way; Thy Saviour lay in Straw and Hay; Thy Cradle is far better drest, Than the hard Crib where he did rest. III. None dare disturb thy present Ease; He had a Thousand Enemies: Thou liv'st in great Security; But he was punish'd, and for Thee. IV. God make thy Mother's Health increase, To see thee grow in Strength and Grace, In Wisdom and Humility, As Infant-JESUS did for Thee. V. God fill thee with his heav'nly Light, To steer thy Christian Course aright; Make thee a Tree, of blessed Root, That ever bends with godly Fruit. Part the Second: VI. Those Children are to God most dear, That learn the Lesson of his Fear. Thus Infants are by JESUS CHRIST Most kindly blest, embrac'd and kiss'd. VII. Are not the Joys of God above, Giv'n to the Children of his Love? Who'd see above his holy Face, Must here become a Child of Grace. VIII. Be thou like CHRIST, that blessed child, Most pious, innocent and mild; Who soon did ev'ry Grace display; And, tho' a God, he learnt t'obey. IX. God glorify his Child in thee; His Spirit guide thy Infancy. To follow and to learn of CHRIST, Of all Attainments is the high'st. X. From what he suffer'd, did, and said, Thou hast more Profit than he had; 'Twas thine entailed Misery Made him become a Child like thee. XI. If thou conform'st thy Mind to HIs, Thou art entitled to that Bliss, Which this incarnate God regain'd For All whom ADAM'S Sin had stain'd. XII. Sleep now, my Dear, and take thy Rest; And if with riper Years thou'rt blest, Encrease in Wisdom Day and Night, Till thou attain'st th'eternal Light. Topics: Cradle Hymn

Soul, what Return has thy Creator

Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: I. Soul, what Returns has thy Creator For all he gives, and all thou hast?] What is in all thy needy Nature, That can delight his holy Breast? The best of Off'rings he requires, Is thy whole Heart with its Desires. II. Give God his own, if thou'lt be giving: Say, Lord, who best deserves my Heart? Can Belsebub, who hates the living, Or any Creature claim a Part? No, God, to Thee I all assign, My Body, Soul, and all that's mine. III. Accept, O Lord, what thou requirest, The first Fruits of my Heart; that Store That Off'ring thou so much admirest, And paidst, oh! paidst so dearly for. To Thee, my God, I now resign My Heart, to be for ever thine. IV. Where can my Heart be best improved, But with Thee, Lord, who gav'st me Breath? Thee can I call my best Beloved, For Thou hast lov'd me unto Death; My Heart with Thine from hence shall be One Heart to all Eternity. Topics: Giving up the Heart to God

Sure as I live, thy Maker saith

Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: I. Sure as I live, thy Maker saith, I ne'er desire the Sinner's Death, But rather that he turn betimes From all his former Ways and Crimes, With true Repentance come to me, And live to all Eternity. II. O Man! let this Word comfort thee: Sink not, great as thy Sins may be: Lay hold on this free-offer'd Grace, That's here comfirm'd by Promises, Nay, seal'd with God's most solemn Oath, They're blest who their Transgressions loath. III. But hate presuming Carelessness; Think not, there's Time enough for Grace; I'll first partake of youthful Mirth, Till I'm convinc'd, how vain's the Earth' Then shall my serious Thoughts begin To seek Forgiveness for my Sin. IV. True, God is ready with his Grace Repenting Sinners to embrace; Yet, who runs up his Sinful Score On Grace, till he can sin no more, May find, to his amazing cost, Long suff'ring Mercy wholly lost. V. Mercy thy God has promis'd thee, For CHRIST his Blood and Agony; Yet in his Word did never say, That thou shou'dst live another Day: That thou must die, he has reveal'd; But th' Hour of Death lies still conceal'd. VI. To Day thou liv'st; To Day repent, Lest all thy Life shou'd be mispent: Who's brisk to Day; looks fair and red; May lie to morrow sick and dead: Who dies in his Impenitence, Will ever curse his Negligence. VII. O blessed JESU! grant I may Return to Thee this very Day, And live in constant Penitence, Till Death repears to call me hence, That I, in ev'ry Time and Place, Be well prepar'd to end my Race. Topics: Repentance

What Thanks can I repay to Thee, my God, my Saviour

Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: I. What Thanks can I repay to Thee, my God, my Saviour, For thy long-suff'ring Grace, and Father-like Behaviour? When I was but a Lump of Sin and Trespasses, Did Nothing but provoke thy Wrath, O God of Grace. II. Great Love hast thou bestow'd on me, thy wretched Creature; Malice I multiplied, but thou thy loving Nature; I contradicted Thee; Repentance I deferr'd; But Thou delay'dst the Pain I had so long deserv'd. III. That now I'm turn'd to Thee, is wholly thy Production; Thou hast subdu'd in me the Tyrant of Corruption. Lord, 'tis thy sov'reign Love that's ev'ry Morn renew'd, Has broke my flinty Heart, and with thy Grace endu'd. IV. What cou'd I of my self but grieve thy holy Spirit, Finding thy Grace was past my own Desire and Merit. I'd Pow'r enough to fall from Thee, the God of Grace. But cou'd not raise my self, to seek thy Righteousness. V. 'Tis thou hast lift me up, and set my Feet a running The Ways of thy Commands, which I before was shunning. Amazing Work of Grace to change a Rebel so, That now I love the Truth, and shun of Sin the Woe. VI. That I may not relapse into my old Condition, Grant me thy constant Aid, and grant me still Contrition; Exert thy mighty Strength in mine Infirmity; Renew my Mind to love and serve Thee constantly. VII. Lord, guide me by thy Hand while my frail Life is moving; Leave me not to my self, nor to my Nature's Roving; Except I'm led by Thee, my Feet mistake thy Ways; Supported by thy Hand, I run the Paths of Grace. VIII. O Father, glorious God, hear this my Supplication; Lord JESU, Source of Grace, reveal thy great Salvation; God, Holy Ghost, be Thou my Guide and Governour, Then shall I praise Thee right both now and evermore. Topics: Praise of God