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There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery

Hymnal: Joyful Voices #d88 (1870) Hymnal Title: Joyful Voices Languages: English

The Romish lady

Hymnal: Resurrected Songs prepared for the Church #d230 (1904) Hymnal Title: Resurrected Songs prepared for the Church First Line: There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery

The Romish lady

Hymnal: The Conference Meeting Hymn Book, for the Use of All Who Love Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. 5th ed. #d112 (1834) Hymnal Title: The Conference Meeting Hymn Book, for the Use of All Who Love Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. 5th ed. First Line: There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery

The Romish lady

Hymnal: The Good Old Songs #d540 (1913) Hymnal Title: The Good Old Songs First Line: There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery

The Romish lady

Hymnal: The Good Old Songs #d539 (1914) Hymnal Title: The Good Old Songs First Line: There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery Languages: English

The Romish lady

Hymnal: The Knoxville Harmony of Music Made Easy #d79 (1838) Hymnal Title: The Knoxville Harmony of Music Made Easy First Line: There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery

The Romish lady

Hymnal: The Primitive Hymns #d569 (1858) Hymnal Title: The Primitive Hymns First Line: There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery
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There was a Romish lady

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #82 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) Lyrics: 1. There was a Romish lady brought up in popery, Her mother always taught her that the priest she must obey; O pardon me dear mother, I humbly pray thee now For unto these false idols I can no longer bow. 2. Assisted by her handmaid, a Bible she concealed, And there she gained instruction, till God his love revealed; No more she prostrates herself to pictures decked with gold, But soon she was betrayed, and her Bible from her stole. 3. I'll bow to my dear Jesus, I'll worship God unseen, I'll live by faith for ever, the works of men are vain; I cannot worship angels, nor pictures made my men; Dear mother, use your pleasure, but pardon if you can. 4. With grief and great vexation, her mother straight did go To inform the Roman clergy the cause of all her woe: The priests were soon assembled, and for the maid did call, And forced her in the dungeon, to fright her soul withal. 5. The more they strove to fright her, the more she did endure, Although her age was tender, her faith was strong and sure. The chains of gold so costly they from this lady took, And she with all her spirits, the pride of life forsook. 6. Before the pope they brought her, in hopes of her return, And there she was condemned in horrid flames to burn. Before the place of torment they brought her speedily, With lifted hands to heaven, she then agreed to die. 7. There being many ladies assembled at the place, She raised her eyes to heaven, and begged supplying grace Weep not, ye tender ladies, shed not a tear for me-- While my poor body's burning, my soul the Lord shall see. 8. Yourselves you need to pity, and Zion's deep decay; Dear ladies, turn to Jesus, no longer make delay. In comes her raving mother, her daughter to behold, And in her hand she brought her pictures decked with gold. 9. O take from me these Idols remove them from my sight; Restore to me my Bible, wherein I take delight. Alas, my aged mother, why on my ruin bent? 'Twas you that did betray me, but I am innocent. 10. Tormentors, use your pleasure, and do as you think best-- I hope my blessed Jesus will take my soul to rest. Soon as these words were spoken, up steps the man of death, And kindled up the fire to stop her mortal breath. 11. Instead of golden bracelets, with chains they bound her fast; She cried, "My God give power now must I die at last? With Jesus and his angels for ever I shall dwell, God pardon priest and people, and so I bid farewell." Languages: English Tune Title: THE ROMISH LADY

There was a Romish lady brought up in popery

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion. New ed. #d107 (1847) Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion. New ed.
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There was a Romish lady brought up in popery

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion. New edition, thoroughly revised and much enlarged #82 (1854) Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion. New edition, thoroughly revised and much enlarged

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