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As near to Calvary I pass'd

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LX (1801) Lyrics: 1 As near to Calvary I pass'd, Methought I saw an extended cross, Where a poor victim hangs; His flesh with rugged iron tore, His limbs all stain'd with purple gore, Gasping in dying pangs. 2 Wond'ring the spectacle to see, Who can this bleeding victim be, In such exquisite pain? Why thus consign'd to woes, I cry'd? ’Tis I, the bleeding Lamb reply'd, To save a world from sin. 3 How can it be? my soul replies, Jesus for mortal rebels dies, What!Jesus die for me? Yes, saith th'expiring Son of God, I give my life, I spill my blood, For thee, poor soul for thee. 4 Lord, if thy life thou’st freely given To bring my wretched soul to heaven, And bless me with thy charms; Then at thy feet, O God, I fall, I give my life, my soul, my all; O take me in thy arms. 5 All other lover's I'll adieu, My dying lover I'll pursue, And bless the slaughter'd Lamb: My life, my breath, my strength, my days, I will devote to spread thy praise, And celebrate thy name. 6 And when my days on earth shall cease, I'll leave these mortal climes in peace, And stretch to realms above, I'll join in praise immortal strains, There where my heavenly lover reigns, And feast upon his love. Languages: English

Come all ye weary travellers

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXIV (1801) Lyrics: 1 Come all ye weary travellers, Come let us join and sing The everlasting praises Of Jesus Christ our King; We've had a tedious journey, And tiresome it is true; But see how many dangers The Lord has brought us through. 2 At first when Jesus found us, He call'd us unto him; And pointed out the danger Of falling into sin; The world, the flesh and Satan, Would prove a fatal snare; Unless we did reject them, By faith and humble pray'r; 3 But by our disobedience, With sorrow we confess, We had too long to wander, In a dark wilderness; Where we might soon have fainted, In that enchanted ground; But now and then a cluster Of pleasant grapes we found. 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan, Gives life and joy and peace; Revives our drooping spirits, And faith and love increase: Confess our Lord and master, And run at his command; And hasten on our Journey, Unto the promis'd land. 5 In faith and hope and patience, We now are going on, The pleasant way to Canaan, Where Jesus Christ is gone: In peace and consolation, We're going to rejoice; And Jesus and his people, Forever be our choice. 6 Sinners why stand ye idle, While we do march along; Has conscience never told you, That you are going wrong. Down the broad road to ruin, To bear an endless curse? Forsake your ways of sinning, And come and go with us. 7 But if you will refuse it, We bid you all farewell; We're on the road to Canaan And you the way to hell; We're sorry for to leave you, We rather you would go; Come, try a bleeding Saviour, And feel salvation flow. 8 O sinners be awaken'd To see your dismal state; Repent and be converted, Before it is too late: Turn to the Lord by praying, And daily search his word; And never rest contented, Until you find the Lord. 8 Now to the King immortal Be everlasting praise, For in his holy service We long to spend our days; Till we arrive at Canaan, The celestial world above, With everlasting praises, To sing redeeming love. Languages: English

Dear friends farewell, I now must go

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Dear friends farewell, I now must go The gospel for to preach; My master calls me so to do, His people for to teach. 2 While I was here, you have been dear, And have been very kind; But now in grace, I leave this place, And leave you all behind. 3 Weep not for me for here you see, My trials have been great; And now all you I bid adieu, And wish you all success. 4 Twill not be long before the church, Will altogether be; And you that love the lord below, Shall then your Saviour see. 5 There you shall join in songs divine, God's holy name shall praise; And view his smiles, forget the toils, Of these few evils days. 6 There you shall stand at his right hand, And in his presence dwell; And him adore for evermore So brethren, now farewell. Languages: English

Firm, united, let us be

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LVI (1801) First Line: Hail the gospel jubilee Lyrics: 1 Hail the gospel jubilee, Jesus comes to set us free, Who for us shed his precious blood, To raise our fallen souls to God. And since the work of suffering's done, We'll glory give to God alone. Free salvation be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost, Ever grateful for the prize, Let our praises reach the skies. Chorus: Firm united let us be, In the bonds of charity: As a band of brothers join'd, Loving God and all mankind. 2 Rise ye heralds of the Lord, Take the breast-plate, shield and sword, Against the hosts of hell proclaim A war in Christ's all conquering name, Nor fear to gain the victory When for this glorious liberty, You on Jesus Christ depend— He'll the suffering cause defend: Place, O place in him your trust, He's almighty wise and just. Chorus: Firm united brethren stand, Firm an undivided band— Brethren dear in Jesus join'd Fill'd with all his constant mind. 3 Sound— the gospel trumpet sound; Through the earth's remotest bound; Let Jesus's name, with loud applause, Ring thro' the world his righteous laws— He gives, and rules in mercy mild. Believe, and be ye reconciled To a God of truth and love, Sending blessings from above— Now is the accepted time, Listen every joyful clime. Chorus: Hail— the Gospel jubilee, Jesus comes to set us free. He is come no more to bleed— Free we then shall be indeed. 4 Now the sovereign of the sky Comes, the troops of hell must fly. He is the rock of ages sure, And all who to the end endure, A glorious crown of righteousness Shall wear in realms of endless bliss. There with blood-wash'd throngs above, Wondering at redeeeming love, Evermore will shout and sing, Heaven's palace loud shall ring. Chorus: Firm united let us go, On in Jesus's steps below, As a band of brothers join, And eternal glory find. Languages: English

How happy every child of grace

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LV (1801) Lyrics: 1 How happy every child of grace, The souls that's fill'd with joy and peace, That bears the fruits of righteousness, And's kept by Jesus' power. Their trespasses are all forgiv'n, They antedate the joys of heav'n. In rapturous lays Shout the praise Of Jesus' grace, To a lost race Of sinners, brought to happiness Thro' the atoning blood of Jesus. 2 Satan may tempt, and hell may rage, And all the powers of earth besiege— Their united strength at once engage To pluck a soul form Jesus. The faithful soul laughs them to scorn, He's heaven bound, he's heaven born, He'll watch and pray, Night and day, Fight his way, Win the day, And all his enemies dismay, Thro' the mighty name of Jesus. 3 O monster, Death, thy sting is drawn, O, boasting Grave, the trophies won. The saint triumphs thro' grace alone, To praise the name of Jesus. At length he bids the world adieu, With all its vanity and shew— The soul it flies, Thro' the skies, To Paradise, And joins its voice, In rapturous lays of love, to praise The glorious name of Jesus. 4 When Gabriel's awful trump shall sound, And red the rocks, convulse the ground, And swears that time is at an end, Ye dead arise to Judgment. See lightnings flash, and thunders roll, The earth wrapt like a parchment scroll. Comets blaze, Singers raise, Dread amaze, And horrors seize The guilty sons of Adam's race, Unsav'd from sin by Jesus. 5 The Christian, filled with rapturous joy, Midst flaming worlds he mounts on high To meet his Saviour in the sky, And see the face of Jesus. Then soul and body reunite, And fill'd with glory infinite. Blessed day, Christians say, Will you pray, That we may All join that happy company, To praise the name of Jesus. Languages: English

In evil long I took delight

Author: John Newton Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXI (1801) Lyrics: 1 In evil long I took delight, Unaw'd by shame or fear Till a new object struck my sight, And stopt my wild career. 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, In agonies of blood; He fix'd his languid eyes on me; As near his cross I stood. 3 Sure never to my latest breath, Shall I forget that look; He seem'd to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, And plung'd me in despair; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And help'd to nail him there. 5 Alas! I knew not what I did, But now my tears are vain; Where shall my trembling soul be hid, For I the Lord have slain. 6 A second look he gave, which said, I freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom paid, I dy'd that thou may'st live. 7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy, My spirits now were fill'd, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him I kill'd. Languages: English

Jesus at thy command

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LIX (1801) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, at thy command, I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep; For thee I would the world resign, And sail to Heaven with thee and thine. 2 Thou art my pilot— wise, My compass is thy word; My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord: I'll trust thy faithfulness and power, To save me in the trying hour. 3 The rocks and quicksands deep, Thro' all my passage lie; Yet Christ will safely keep, And guide me with his eye: My anchor, Hope, shall firm abide, And ev'ry boisterous storm outride. 4 By faith, I see the land— The port of endless rest: My soul thy sails expand, And fly to Jesu's breast; O may I gain the heavenly shore, Where winds and waves distress no more. 5 Come, Holy Ghost, and blow A prosperous gale of grace: Waft me from all below, To Heaven, my destin'd place; Then in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind. 6 Jesus, at thy command, I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all to sleep; For thee I would my all resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine. Languages: English

See! how the nations rage together

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LVIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 See! how the nations rage together, Seeking of each others blood; See how the scriptures are fulfilling! Sinners awake and turn to God. 2 We see the fig-tree budding; You that in open ruin lie, Behold the leaves almost appearing, Awak! behold your end is nigh. 3 We read of wars, and great commotions, To come before that dreadful day; Sinners quit your sinful courses, And trifle not your time away. 4 Consider now the desolation, And the shortness of your time; Since there's none but a dark ocean, For all that don't repent in time, 5 Ye ministers that wait on preaching, Teachers and exhorters too, Don't you see your harvest wasting, Arise, there is no rest for you, 6 O think upon that strict commandment, God has on his teachers laid: The sinner's blood that dips unwarned, Shall fall upon the teacher's head. 7 Arise dear brethren, let's be doing, See the nations in distress; The Lord of hosts forbid their ruin, Before their day of grace is past. 8 To see the land lie in confusion, Looks dreadful in our mortal eye; But O dear sinners, that is nothing, To when the day of doom draws nigh. 9 To see the Lord in clouds descending, Saints and angels guard him round; The saints from earth will rise to meet him, But sinners speechless at his frown. 10 To see the mountains a burning, Mountains and hills must forward fly, The moon in blood, the stars a falling, And comets blazing thro' the sky. 11 O sinners! that's not all that's dreadful, Before your Judge you must appear; To answer for your past transactions, How you ran your courses here. 12 The book of conscience will be open'd And your character read therein; The sentence is, depart ye cursed, And every saint will cry, Amen. 13 O Lord, forbid that this our nation, That this should be their dreadful case; O sinners turn and find salvation, While now he offers you free grace. 14 'Tis now you have a gospel morning, And yet the lamp holds out to burn; 'Tis now you have sufficient warning, O sinners! sinners! will you turn? Languages: English

Vital spark of heavenly flame

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LXII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature cease, thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark! they whisper, angels, angels say, Sister spirit, come away; What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes, it disappears, Heaven opens on my eyes, my ears, With sounds seraphic rings, Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly, O grave, where is thy victory! O death, where is thy sting! Languages: English

Zaccheus climb'd the tree

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #LVII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Zaccheus climb'd the tree, And thought himself unknown: But how surpriz'd was he, When Jesus call'd him down: The Lord beheld him tho' conceal'd, And by a word his pow'r reveal'd. 2 Wonder and joy at once Were painted in his face; "Does he my name pronounce, And does he know my case? Will Jesus deign with me to dine? Lord, I, with all I have is thine. 3 Thus, where the gospel's preach'd, And sinners come to hear: The hearts of some are reach'd, Before they are aware: The word directly speaks to them, And Jesus points them out by name. 4 'Tis curiosity Oft brings them in the way; Only the man to see, And hear what he can say; But how the sinner starts to find, The preacher knows his inmost mind. 5 His long forgotten faults Are brought again to view; And all his secret faults Expos'd in public too, Though compass'd with a croud about, The searching word has found him out. 6 While thus distressing pain, And sorrow fills the heart; He hears a voice again, That bids his fears depart: Then like Zaccheus he is blest, And Jesus deigns to be his guest. Languages: English

The voice of Free Grace, cries, escape to the mountain

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #I (1801) Lyrics: 1 The voice of Free Grace, cries, escape to the mountain, For Adam's lost race Christ hath open'd a fountain, For sin and transgression, and every pollution, His blood it flows freely in plenteous redemption. Chorus: Hallelujah to the Lamb who purchas'd our pardon; We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 2 That fountain so clear, in which all may find pardon, From Jesus's side flows plenteous redemption; Though your sins were increas'd as high as a mountain, His blood flows freely in streams of salvation. [Chorus] 3 Oh! Jesus ride on, thy kingdom is glorious, O'er sin, death and Hell, thou wilt make us victorious: Thy name shall be prais'd in the great congregation, And saints shall delight in ascribing salvation. [Chorus] 4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest shore, With our harps in our hands we'll praise him evermore; We'll range the blest fields on the bank of the river, And sing Hallelujah for ever and ever. [Chorus] Languages: English

Behold the awful trumpet sounds

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #X (1801) Lyrics: 1 Behold the awful trumpet sounds, The sleeping dead to raise, And calls the nations under ground: O how the saints will praise! 2 Behold the Saviour how he comes Descending from his throne To burst asunder all our tombs And lead his children home. 3 But who can bear that dreadful day, To see the world in flames: The burning mountains melt away, While rocks run down in streams. 4 The falling stars their orbits leave, The sun in darkness hide; The elements asunder cleave, The moon turn'd into blood! 5 Behold the universal world In consternation stand, The wicked into Hell are turn'd The Saints at God's right hand. 6 O then the music will begin, Their Saviour God to praise: They are all freed from every sin, And thus they'll spend their days! Languages: English

What poor despised company

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XI (1801) Lyrics: 1 What poor despised company Of travellers are these, That's walking yonder narrow way, Along that rugged maze? 2 Why they are of a royal line, They're children of a King; Heirs of immortal crown divine, And loud for joy they sing. 3 Why do they then appear so mean, And why so much despis'd? Because of their rich robes unseen The world is not appriz'd. 4 Why some of them seem poor distress'd And lacking daily bread; Heirs of immortal wealth possess'd With hidden Manna fed. 5 Why do they shun the pleasant path, That worldlings love so well? Because that is the road to death, The open road to hell. 6 Why do they walk that narrow road, Along that rugged maze? Because this way their leader trod, They love and keep his ways. 7 Why is there then no other road To Salem's happy ground? Christ is the only way to God, No other can be found. Languages: English

Am I a Soldier of the Cross

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Am I a Soldier of the Cross, A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flow'ry beds of ease, When others fought to win the prize And sail'd thro' bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign— Increase my courage Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy Saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer tho' they die: They see the triumph from afar, By faith they bring it nigh. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine, In robes of vic'try thro' the skies, The glory shall be thine. Languages: English

In thee we now together came

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 In thee we now together come, In singleness of heart; We meet, O Jesus, in thy name, And in thy name we part; We part in body, not in mind: Our minds continue one; And each to each in Jesus join'd, We hand to hand go on. 2 Subsists as in us all one soul; No pow'r can make us twain: Tho' mountains rise and oceans roll, To sever us in vain. Present we still in spirit are, And intimately nigh; While on the wings of faith and pray'r We each to other fly. 3 In Jesus Christ together we In heav'nly places sit: Cloath'd with the sun, we smile to see The moon beneath our feet. Our life is hid with Christ in God: Our life shall soon appear; And shed his glories all abroad In all his members here. 4 This heav'nly treasure here In a vile house of clay, But he shall to the utmost save, And keep it to that day, Our souls are in his mighty hand, And he will keep them still; And you and I shall surely stand With him on Zion's hill. 5 Him eye to eye we there shall see, Our face like his will shine: O what a glorious company When saints and angels join! O what a joyful meeting there! In robes of white array'd; Palms in our hands we all shall bear, And crowns upon our head! 6 Then let us lawfully contend, And fight our passage through, Bear in our faithful minds the end, And keep the prize in view: Then let us hasten to the day When all shall be brought home! Come, O Redeemer come away! O Jesus, quickly come! Languages: English

We've found the rock, the trav'ler cried

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XIV (1801) Lyrics: 1 We've found the rock, the trav'ler cried The stone that all the prophets try'd. 2 Come, Christians, drink the balmy dew, 'Twas Christ that shed it new for you. 3 This costly mixture cures the soul Which sin and guilt has made so foul. 4 It makes me merry while I sing, And shout Salvation to my King. 5 There's glory glory in my soul; Come, mourners, see salvation roll; 6 I wish you would believe in God, And sink into the purple flood. 7 O Christians we have Heav'n to day—night; it shines around with dazzling ray—light: 8 And in this light we'll soar away Where there's no night but endless day. 9 O then we'll blow the golden flute, And praise the man that gain'd our suit: 10 Then Jesus in a shining vest, Will smile and lead us up to rest! Languages: English

Saviour, I do feel thy merit

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XV (1801) Lyrics: 1 Saviour, I do feel thy merit, Sprinkled with redeeming blood; And my weary troubled spirit, Now finds rest in thee my God. 2 I am safe, and I am happy While in thy dear arms I lie: Sin and Satan cannot harm me While my Saviour is so nigh. 3 Now I'll sing of Jesus's merit, Tell the world of his dear name, That if any wants his spirit, He is still the very same. 4 He that asketh soon receiveth, He that seeks is sure to find; Who of comfort is bereaved, Jesus never casts behind. 5 Now our advocate is pleading With his Father and our God: Now for us he's interceeding, As the purchase of his blood. 6 Now methinks I hear him praying "Father save them, I have dy'd:" And the Father answers, saying, "They are freely justify'd." Languages: English

Oh! give me Lord my sins to mourn

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XVI (1801) Lyrics: 1 Oh! give me Lord my sins to mourn— My sins! which have thy body torn! Give me, with broken heart, to see Thy last, tremendous agony. 2 O could I gain the mountain's height, And gaze upon that bleeding sight! O that, with Salem's daughters, I Could stand and see my Saviour die! 3 I'd smite my breast, and weep and mourn, And never from the cross return: I'd weep o'er an expiring God, And mix my tears with Jesus's blood. 4 I'd hang around his cross, and cry "Lord save a soul condemn'd to die! "O let a wretch come near thy throne, "To plead the merits of thy son." 5 Father of mercy do not frown, But give me mercy in thy son; And, with my broken heart, comply! O give me Jesus, or I die! 6 O Lord deny me what thou wilt, If thou wouldst ease my soul from guilt. Good Lord! I mercy hear my cry, And give me Jesus, or I die! 7 O save my soul from gaping hell, Or else with devils I must dwell: O might I enter, now I'm come! Lord Jesus save me or I'm gone. Languages: English

The time draws nigh when you and I

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XVII (1801) Lyrics: 1 The time draws nigh when you and I Are to be separated; But this doth grieve our hearts to leave Each other to be parted; But let us see eternity, And meet the saints with joy, Our sighings o'er, we'll part no more, But reign, with Christ, in glory. 2 When Christians join, it is most fine For to adore their Saviour; High they can raise their songs of praise, And follow him forever; But when they part it grieves their heart, They here are so united; They fain would be, in company Always, they're so delighted. 3 Well, brethren dear, don't let us fear, We soon shall live together; When Christ descends to call his friends We then shall meet one another. Then to sit down, around the throne With saints and lovely Jesus, Eternal love, we'll sing above, And nothing then will grieve us. 4 The Lamb appears to wipe our tears, And to complete our glory; Then shall we rest, with all the blest, And tell the lovely story: To sit and tell, "Christ lov'd us well, "And that while we were sinners." Heaven will ring, while saints do sing, "Glory to the Redeemer." Languages: English

See the Eternal Judge descending

Hymnal: CHSS1801 #XVIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 See the Eternal Judge descending, Seated on sinners Christ will shew thee That he is the Eternal Son; Trumpets call thee, Stand and hear thy awful doom. 2 Hear the sinner now lamenting At the thoughts of fiercer pain; Cries and tears are now a-venting, But he cries and weeps in vain, Greatly mourning That he nev'r was born again. 3 Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, With the marks of dying love; Oh! that I had sought his favor When I felt his spirit move! Doom'd I'm justly, For I have against him strove. 4 All his wooing I have slighted, While he daily sought my soul, If some vows to him I plighted Yet for sin I broke the all; Golden moments, How neglected did they roll! 5 Yonder sits my godly neighbours, Who were once despis'd by me; Now they're clad in dazzling splendor, Waiting my sad fate to see; Farewell neighbours— Dismal gulf I'm bound for thee! 6 Hail ye ghosts that dwell in darkness, Groaning, rattling of your chains! Christ has now denounc'd my sentence For to dwell in endless pains; Down I'm rolling, Never to return again. 7 Now experience plainly shews me, Hell is not a fabled thing; Lo, I see my friends in glory, Round the throne they ever sing: I'm tormented With an everlasting sting. Languages: English

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