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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, 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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When rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #IX (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I view my Maker face to face O how shall I appear! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought; My soul with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought! 3 When thou, O Lord shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 O may my broken contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal woe prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my Heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour’s dying groan; To give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair Her Pardon to secure, Who knows the only Son has dy'd To make that pardon sure. Languages: English
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And am I born to die?

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #X (1788) 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 must 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, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XI (1788) 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 T' 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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Thou Judge of quick and dead

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XII (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear; Our caution'd souls prepare For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray. 2 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When robed in majesty and pow'r, Thou shalt from heav'n come down; Th' immortal Son of Man, To judge the human race, With all thy Father's dazzling train, With all thy glorious grace. 3 To damp our earthly joys, T' increase our gracious fears, For ever let th' archangel's voice Be sounding in our ears; The solemn midnight cry, "Ye dead, the Judge is come, "Arise, and meet him in the sky, "And meet your instant doom! 4 O may we all be found Obedient to his word, Attentive to the trumpet’s sound, And looking for our Lord! O may we thus ensure A lot among the blest, And watch a moment, to secure An everlasting rest! Languages: English
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He comes! he comes! the Judge severe

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XIII (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 He comes! he comes! the Judge severe, The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunders roll, How welcome to the faithful soul! 2 From heav'n angelic voices sound, See the almighty Jesus crown'd! Girt with omnipotence and grace, And glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own; The kingdoms all obey his word, And hail him their triumphant Lord. 4 Shout all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High; Our Lord, who now his Right obtains, For ever and fo rever reigns. Languages: English
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Lo! he comes with clouds descending

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XIV (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Lo! he comes with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain! Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah! God appears with man to reign. 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful ,ajesty; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierc'd, and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear token of his passion, Sitll his dazzing body bears; Cause of endless exultation To his random'd worshippers: With what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars. 4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne! Saviour, take the pow'r and glory: Claim the kingdom for thine own; Jah! Jehovah! Everlasting God come down. Languages: English
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Blow ye the trumpet, blow

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XV (1788) 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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Terrible thought! shall I alone

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XVI (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Terrible thought! shall I alone, Who may be sav'd, shall I, Of all, alas! whom I have known Through sin for ever die? 2 While all my old companions dear, With whom I once did live, Joyful at God’s right hand appear A blessing to receive. 3 Shall I amidst a ghastly band, Dragg'd to the judgment-seat, Far on the left with horror stand, My fearful doom to meet? 4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love, Must I in torments dwell? And howl (while they sing hymns above,) And blow the flames of hell. 5 Ah! no; I still may turn and live; For still his wrath delays; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace. 6 I will accept his offers now, From ev'ry sin depart, Perform my oft repeated vow, And render him my heart. 7 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus given; Sure if with God on earth I live, To live with God in heav'n. Languages: English

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