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The good Physician

Appears in 326 hymnals First Line: How lost was my condition Lyrics: 1 How lost was my condition, Till Jesus made me whole! There is but one Physician Can cure a sin-sick soul! At death's dark door he found me, And snatch'd me from the grave, To tell to all around me, His wondrous power to save. 2 The worst of all diseases Is light, compar'd with sin; On ev'ry part it seizes, But rages most within. 'Tis palsy, plague, and fever, And madness, all combin'd; And none but a believer The least relief can find. 3 From men great skill professing, I thought a cure to gain; But this prov'd more distressing, And added to my pain. Some said that nothing ail'd me, Some gave me up for lost; Thus ev'ry refuge fail'd me, And all my hopes were cross'd. 4 At length this great Physician, (How matchless is his grace!) Accepted my petition, And undertook my case: First gave me sight to view him, For sin my eyes had seal'd; Then bid me look unto him; I look'd, and I was heal'd. 5 A dying, risen Jesus, Seen by the eye of faith; From every danger frees us, And saves the soul from death. Come then to this Physician, His help he'll freely give; He makes no hard condition, 'Tis only look, and live.

Saul's Armour

Appears in 21 hymnals First Line: When first my soul enlisted Lyrics: 1 When first my soul enlisted, My Savior's foes to fight, Mistaken friends insisted, I was not arm'd aright: So Saul declar'd to David, He certainly would fail; Nor could his life be saved, Without a coat of mail. 2 But David tho' he yielded, To put the armour on, Soon found he could not wield it, And ventur'd forth with none: With only sling and pebble, He fought the fight of faith; The weapon seem'd but feeble, Yet prov'd Goliah's death. 3 Had I by him been guided, And quickly thrown away The armour men provided, I might have gain'd the day; But arm'd as they advis'd me, My expectations fail'd; The enemy surpris'd me, And had almost prevail'd. 4 Furnish'd with books and notions, And arguments and pride, I practis'd all my motions, And Satan's pow'r defy'd; But soon perceiv'd with trouble That these would do no good; Iron to them is stubble, And brass like rotten wood. 5 I triumph'd at a distance, While he was out of sight; But faint was my resistance When forc'd to join in fight: He broke my sword in shivers, And pierc'd my boasted shield, Laugh'd at my vain endeavours, And drove me from the field. 6 Satan will not be braved By such a worm as I; Then let me learn with David To trust in the Most High; To plead the name of Jesus, And use the sling of pray'r; Thus arm'd, when Satan sees us, He'll tremble and despair.

Lovest Thou Me?

Appears in 279 hymnals First Line: 'Tis a point I long to know Lyrics: 1 'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought, Do I love the Lord, or no; Am I his, or am I not? 2 If I love, why am I thus? Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name. 3 [Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love? 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild, Fill'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child?] 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do; You who love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you? 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve at what I feel, If I did not love at all? 7 [Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the way I once abhorr'd; Find, at times, the promise sweet If I did not love the Lord? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case! Thou who art the people's sun; Since upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray; If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day.

Return of Joy

Appears in 125 hymnals First Line: When darkness long has veil'd my mind Lyrics: 1 When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears; Then, my Redeemer, then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 I chide my unbelieving heart; And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbor one hard thought of thee. 3 O let me then at length be taught (What I am still so slow to learn;) That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat; But when my faith is sharply tried I find myself a learner yet, Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, O my Lord, one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive; Be shame, and self-abhorrence, mine.

Prayer answered by Crosses

Appears in 135 hymnals First Line: I ask'd the Lord that I might grow Lyrics: 1 I ask'd the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace; Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. 2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answer'd prayer; But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair. 3 I hoped that in some favour'd hour At once he'd answer my request; And, by his love's constraining power, Subdue my sins, and give me rest. 4 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart, And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part. 5 Yea, more, with his own hand he seem'd Intent to aggravate my woe; Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 "Lord, why is this?" I trembling cry'd, "Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?" "'Tis in this way," the Lord reply'd, "I answer prayer for grace and faith. 7 "These inward trials I employ "From self, and pride, to set thee free, "And break thy schemes of earthly joy, "That thou may'st seek thy all in me."

Behold the Man!

Appears in 105 hymnals First Line: Ye that pass by, behold the Man! Lyrics: 1 Ye that pass by, behold the Man! The Man of grief, condemn'd for you, The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, Weeping, to Calvary pursue. 2 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood; His sacred limbs, expos'd and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood. 3 See there his temples crown'd with thorns, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfix'd and torn, The fountain gushing from his side. 4 Thou dear, thou suff'ring Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move! Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, And melt us with thy dying love! 5 The earth could to her centre quake, Convuls'd when her Creator died; O may our inmost nature shake, And bow with Jesus crucified! 6 At thy last gasp, the graves display'd Their horrors to the upper skies; O that our souls might burst the shade, And quicken'd by thy death, arise! 7 The rocks could feel thy powerful death, And tremble, and asunder part; O rend, with thy expiring breath, The harder marble of our heart.

Praise for Conversion

Appears in 44 hymnals First Line: Come, ye that fear the Lord Lyrics: 1 Come, ye that fear the Lord, And listen while I tell, How narrowly my feet escap'd The snares of death and hell. 2 The flatt'ring joy of sense Assail'd my foolish heart, While Satan with malicious skill Guided the pois'nous dart. 3 I fell beneath the stroke, But fell to rise again; My anguish rous'd me into life, And pleasure sprung from pain. 4 Darkness, and shame, and grief, Oppress'd my gloomy mind; I look'd around me for relief, But no relief could find. 5 At length, to God I cry'd; He heard my plaintive sigh; He heard, and instantly he sent Salvation from on high. 6 My drooping head he rais'd, My bleeding wounds he heal'd, Pardon'd my sins, and with a smile The gracious pardon seal'd. 7 O may I ne'er forget The mercy of my God; Nor ever want a tongue to spread His loudest praise abroad.

Praise for the Fountain opened

Appears in 2,542 hymnals First Line: There is a fountain fill'd with blood Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain fill'd with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see That fountain in his day; And may I there, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away! 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power Till all the ransom'd church of God Be sav'd, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing thy power to save.

Compassion

Appears in 446 hymnals First Line: Did Christ o'er sinners weep? Lyrics: 1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep? And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The son of God in tears Angels with wonder see! Be thou astonish'd, O my soul, He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep, Each sin demands a tear; In heav'n alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there.

Jesus precious to them that believe

Appears in 548 hymnals First Line: Jesus, I love thy charming name Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to my ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heav'n might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust; Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious powers can wish, In thee doth richly meet; Not to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon heart, And shed its fragrance there; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name, With my last lab'ring breath; And dying, clasp thee in mine arms, The antidote of death!