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What Calls Me from the Death Where I Have Rested?

Author: Mary R. Bittner Hymnal: Water from the Rock #p.33 (2004) Topics: Awakening; Renewal Awakening from periods of darkness and separation from God Scripture: John 11
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Thou God of glorious majesty

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XVII (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Thou God of glorious majesty, To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry: A half-awaken'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die! 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, ’Twixt two unbounded seas I stand Secure, insensible; A point of time, a moment’s space, Removes me to that heav'nly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 3 O God, mine inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness. 4 Before me place in dread array The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom? 5 Be this my one great bus'ness here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t'ensure; Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, Transported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love. Languages: English
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Thou God of glorious majesty

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XVII (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Thou God of glorious majesty, To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry; A half-awaken'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die! 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, ’Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible; A point of time, a moment’s space, Removes me to that heav'nly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 3 O God mine inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness. 4 Before me place in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom? 5 Be this my one great bus'ness here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t'ensure: Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, Transported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full supreme delight, And everlasting love. Languages: English
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Thou God of glorious majesty

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XVII (1790) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Thou God of glorious majesty, To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry: A half-awaken'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die! 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, ’Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible; A point of time, a moment’s space, Removes me to that heav'nly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 3 O God mine inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness. 4 Before me place in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom? 5 Be this my one great bus'ness here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t'ensure; Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive Transported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love. Languages: English
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And am I born to die

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #X (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 And am I born to die? To lay this body down? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown? A land of deepest shade, Unpierc'd by human thought? The dreary regions of the dead, Where all things are forgot. 2 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me? Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be! Wak'd by the trumpet's sound, I from my grave shall rise, And see the Judge with glory crown'd, And see the flaming skies! 3 How shall I leave my tomb! With triumph or regret? A fearful or a joyful doom, A curse or blessing meet? Will angel-bands convey Their brother to the bar? Or devils drag my soul away To meet its sentence there! 4 Who can resolve the doubt That tears my anxious breast? Shall I be with the damn'd cast out, Or number'd with the blest? I must from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell: Must come at his command to heav'n, Or else depart to hell. 5 O thou that wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who dy'dst thyself, my soul to save From endless misery! Shew me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe, That when thou comest on thy throne, I may with joy appear. 6 Thou art thyself the way, Thyself in me reveal; So shall I spend my life's short day Obedient to thy will; So shall I love my God, Because he first lov'd me, And praise thee in thy bright abode, To all eternity. Languages: English
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And am I only born to die?

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XI (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 And am I only born to die? And must I suddenly comply With nature’s stern decree? What after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity. 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the house of clay, My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Against the fatal day! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone; If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before Th' inexorable throne! 4 No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment’s misery or joy, But Oh! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destin'd place, Shall I my everlasting days With fiends or angels spend? 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath; But how I may escape the death That never, never dies! How make mine own election sure, And when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. 6 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be thou my guide, be thou my way To glorious happiness! Ah! write the pardon on my heart, And whensoe’er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace. Languages: English
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Behold the Savior of mankind

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #VI (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind, Nail'd to the shameful tree: How vast the love that him inclin'd To bleed and die for thee! 2 Hark. how he groans! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid, "Receive my soul," he cries! See, where he bows his sacred head! He bows his head and dies. 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain And in full glory shine; O Lamb of God! was ever pain, Was ever love like thine! Languages: English
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Blow ye the trumpet, blow

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XV (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound, Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made, Ye weary spirits rest, Ye mournful souls be glad; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God. The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption in his blood, Throughout the world proclaim. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye, who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesu's love. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 The gospel-trumpet hear, The news of heav'nly grace, And sav'd from earth appear Before your Saviour's face. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. Languages: English
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Come sinners to the gospel feast

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #III (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Come sinners, to the gospel-feast, Let every soul be Jesu's guest; Ye need not one be left behind; For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on your I call; The invitation is to all: Come all the world; come, sinner, thou? All things in Christ are ready now. 3 Come all ye souls by sin opprest, Ye restless wand'rers after rest; Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 My message as from God receive; Ye all may come to Christ, and live; O let his love your hearts constrain, Nor suffer him to die in vain! 5 His love is mighty to compel: His conqu'ring love consent to feel; Yield to his love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more. 6 See him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding sacrifice! His offer'd benefits embrace, And freely now be sav'd by grace! 7 This is the time; no more delay! This is the acceptable day: Come in, this moment, at his call, And live to him who dy'd for all! Languages: English
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Come, ye sinners, poor and needy

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #II (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy 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 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; True belief, and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh; Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream, All the fitness he requires, Is to feel you need of him; This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden'd, Bruis'd and mangled by the fall, If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all, Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 5 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!" Sinners, will not this suffice? 6 Lo! th' incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood; Venture on him, venture freely, Let no other trust intrude; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 7 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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