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Halleluia! The Lord is risen indeed!

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #[112] (1812) Languages: English

What favor, Lord, that I should meet

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #1 (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 What favor, Lord, that I should meet With saints around thy mercy-seat, And love the house of pray'r! What once was weariness and pain, Is now my choice, delight and gain, The solace of my care! 2 O let returning Sabbaths be A sign between my soul and thee Of mercy, love, and peace! This one desire I'd seek with zeal Within thine earthly courts to dwell Until I see thy face! Languages: English

The joyful morn, my God, is come

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #2 (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 The joyful morn, my God, is come That calls me to thy honored dome Thy presence to adore: My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend, And tread the hallow'd floor. 2 Hither from Judah's utmost end, The Heaven protected tribes ascend; Their offerings hither bring: Here eager to attest their joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ And hail th'immortal king. 3 Be Peace implor'd by each on Thee, O Sion, while with bended knee To Jacob's God we pray: How bless'd who calls himself thy friend! Success his labor shall attend, And safety guard his way. 4 O may'st thou, free from hostile fear, Nor the loud voice of tumult hear, Nor war's wild waste deplore; May plenty nigh thee take her stand, And in thy courts with lavish hand, Distribute all her store. 5 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail, How can my tongue, O Sion, fail To bless thy lov'd abode? How cease the zeal that in me glows, Thy good to seek, whose walls inclose The mansions of my God? Scripture: Psalm 122 Languages: English

Another six days' work is done

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #3 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Another six day's work is done, Another Sabbath is begun; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest; Improve the day thy God hath bless'd. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of Heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. 3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies; And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none, but he that feels it, knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the Church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 With joy, great God, thy works we view, In various scenes both old and new; With praise, we think on mercies past, With hope, we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day In holy pleasures, pass away: How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end! Languages: English

Awake, our drowsy souls

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #4 (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Awake, our drowsy souls, Shake off each slothful band, The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand! Auspicious morn! thy blissful rays, Bright Seraphs hail in songs of praise. 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resign'd The glorious prince of Life, In dark domains confin'd. Th'angelic host around him bends, And 'midst their shouts THE GOD ascends. 3 All hail, triumphant LORD, Heaven with hosannas rings; While earth, in humbler Strains, Thy priase responsive sings: Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, Thro' endless years to live and reign. 4 Gird on, great GOD, thy sword, Ascend thy conquering car, While Justice, Truth, and Love Maintain the glorious war; Victorious thou, thy foes shalt tread, And sin and hell in triumph lead. 5 Make bare thy potent arm, And wing th'unerring dart, With salutary pangs, To each rebellious heart: Then dying souls for life shall sue, Numerous as drops of morning dew. Languages: English

Great God, this sacred day of thine

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #5 (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Great God, this sacred day of Thine Demands the souls' collected powers; May we employ in works divine These solemn, these devoted hours! O may our souls, adoring, own The grace that calls us to thy throne! 2 Hence, ye vain cares and trifles fly, Where God resides appear no more; Omniscient God! thy piercing eye Can every secret thought explore. O may thy grace our hearts refine, And fix our thoughts on things divine. 3 The word of life, dispens'd to day, Invites us to a heavenly feast; May every ear the call obey, Be every heart a humble guest! O bid the wretched sons of need On soul-reviving dainties feed. 3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart, And may thy word, with life divine, Engage the ear and warm the heart; Then shall the day, indeed be thine: Then shall our souls, adoring, own The grace that calls us to thy throne. Languages: English

Thanks to thy name, O Lord that we

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #6 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Thanks to thy name, O Lord that we One glorious Sabbath more behold; Dear Shepherd, let us meet with thee, Among thy sheep, in this thy fold. 2 Now, Lord, among thy tribes appear, And let thy presence fill the throng; Thy awful voice let sinners hear, And bid the feeble heart be strong. 3 Gather the lambs into thine arms, And satisfy their every want, And those with young defend from harms, And gently lead them lest they faint. 4 Put forth thy shepherd's crook, and stay Thy wandering sheep, and bring them back; O bring the wandering home to-day, And save them for thy mercy's sake. 5 Dear tender-hearted Shepherd look, And let our wants thy bowels move; And kindly lead thy little flock To the sweet pastures of thy love. Languages: English

Jesus, where'er thy people meet

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #7 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee thou art found, And ev'ry place is hallow'd ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confin'd, Inhabitest the humble mind: Such ever bring thee where they come, And going take thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few! Thy former mercies here renew; Here, to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the might of pray'r, To strengthen faith and sweeten care; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes. 5 Behold, at thy commanding word, We stretch the curtain and the cord;* Come thou and fill this humble space, And bless us with a large increase. 6 Lord, we are few but thou art near; Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear; Oh, rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts thine own. Languages: English

With conscious guilt and bleeding heart

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #8 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 With conscious guilt and bleeding heart, Near to thy throne of grace I fly; O! Friend of friendless sinners, deign To hear my penitential cry. 2 Borne down with sin's tremendous load, I cannot raise my soul to thee; E'en when I would approach thy throne, Through unbelief I'm kept away. 3 O! sov'reign, gracious, pow'rful God, Compel my sins to quit their seat; And cloth'd with Jesus' finish'd robe, I'll dare approach my Savior's feet. 4 My first, my only cry shall be, "Thy sanctifying grace impart, And form my soul alike to thee, And dwell forever in my heart." 5 Then, when I quit this vale of tears, Uncloth'd with flesh my soul shall rise: Adorn'd with ev'ry shining grace, Shall reign with God above the skies. Languages: English

What various hindrances we meet

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #9 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Languages: English

When Zion's sons, Great God, appear

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #10 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 When Zion's sons, Great God! appear In Zion's court for praise and pray'r; Then in thy Spirit, deign to be As one with those who worship thee. 2 Till thou shalt o'er the waters move, 'Twill but a barren season prove; Lifeless and cold will be the song, The preacher dull, the service long. 3 Without thine over shad'wing wings, No sweets the gospel message brings; Fetter'd the herald's tongue appears, Till his great master's feet he hears. 4 Winds, from the north and south, awake, Take of the things of Jesus, take; Diffuse thy kind celestial dew, Bring pardon, peace, and healing too. 5 Confirm the weak and feeble knees, Unfold the gospel promises; The truth we hear, do thou apply, Nor let a waiter's fleece be dry. 6 Then shall we count the season dear, To those who speak or those who hear; And all conspire with sweet accord, In hymns of joy, to praise the Lord. Languages: English

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #11 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, And make this last resolve. 2 !"I'll go to Jesus, tho' my sin "Hath like a mountain rose; "I know his courts, I'll enter in, "Whatever may oppose. 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, "And there my guilt confess; "I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone "Without his sov'reign grace. 4 "I'll to the gracious King approach, "Whose sceptre pardon gives, "Perhaps he may command my touch, "And then the suppliant lives. 5 "Perhaps he will admit my plea, "Perhaps will hear my prayer; "But if I perish I will pray, "And perish only there. 6 "I can but perish if I go, "I am resolved to try; "For if I stay away I know "I must forever die." Languages: English

Unto thine altar Lord

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #12 (1812) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Unto thine altar Lord, A broken heart I bring; And wilt thou graciously accept Of such a worthless thing? 2 To CHRIST the bleeding lamb, My faith directs its eyes Thou may'st reject that worthless thing, But not his sacrifice. 3 When he gave up the Ghost, The law was satisfy'd; And now to its most rigorous claims, I answer, "JESUS died." Languages: English

Sprinkled with reconciling blood

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #13 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Sprinkled with reconciling blood, I dare approach thy throne, O GOD; Thy face no frowning aspect wears, Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears! 2 Th' encircling rainbow peaceful sign! Doth with refulgent brightness shine; And while my faith! beholds it near, I bid farewell to every fear. 3 Let me my grateful homage pay; With courage sing, with fervor pray; And tho' myself a wretch undone, Hope for acceptance thro' thy Son-- 4 Thy Son, who on the accursed tree, Expir'd to set the vilest free; On this I build my only claim, And all I ask is in his name. Languages: English

Come, thou desire of all thy saints

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #14 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, thou desire of all thy saints, Our humble strains attend, While, with our praises and complaints, Low at thy feet we bend. 2 When we thy wondrous glories hear, And all thy suff'rings trace, What sweetly awful scenes appear! What rich unbounded grace! 3 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies! 4 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame; Then shall our lips resound thy praise, Our hearts adore thy name. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, And fill thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine A heaven on earth appear. Scripture: Psalm 140:13 Languages: English

Almighty Maker, God!

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #15 (1812) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker, God! How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories now diffus'd abroad Thro' the creation's frame. 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, And finds a thousand ways t'express thine undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too, Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the worship due. 4 [But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in, And swells a haughty worm.] 5 Create my soul anew, Else all my worship's vain; This wretched heart will ne'er be true, Until 'tis formed again. 6 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, And to my God, my soul ascend In sweet perfumes of praise. Languages: English

With one consent let all the earth

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #16 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 With one consent let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise; Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, And sing before Him songs of praise. 2 Convinc'd that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed; We, whom he chooses for his own, The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 3 O enter then his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises bless. 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. Scripture: Psalm 100 Languages: English

Come let us join in sweet accord

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #17 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, let us join in sweet accord In hymns around the throne; This is the day our rising Lord Hath made and call'd his own. 2 This is the day which God that blest, The brightest of the sev'n; Type of that everlasting rest, The saints enjoy in heav'n. Languages: English

Yes, the Redeemer rose

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #18 (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose; The Savior left the dead; And o'er our hellish foes High rais'd his conquering head: In wild dismay The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. 2 Lo! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet: Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To JESUS' tomb. 3 Then back to Heaven thy fly, The joyful news to bear: Hark! as they soar on high, What music fills the air! Their anthems say, "Jesus who bled "Hath left the dead; "He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, Redeem'd by him from hell; And send the cho round The globe on which you dwell; Transported cry, "Jesus who bled "Hath left the dead "No more to die." 5 All hail triumphant Lord, Who sav'st us with thy blood! Wide be thy name ador'd Thou rising, reigning GOD! With thee we rise, With thee we reign, And empires gain Beyond the skies. Scripture: Luke 24:34 Languages: English

Christ the Lord is risen to-day

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #19 (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say, Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won: Lo! our sun's eclipse is o'er, Lo! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, CHRIST hath burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids Him rise, CHRIST hath open'd Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King, "Where, O death, is now thy sting?" Once he dy'd our souls to save; "Where's thy victory, boasting grave?" 5 Soar we now where CHRIST has led, Following our exalted head; Made like him, like him we rise, Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 6 What tho' once we perish'd all, Partners of our parent's fall; Second life we now receive, In our heavenly Adam live. 7 Hail, the LORD of earth and heaven! Praise to thee by both be given! Thee we greet trimphant now Hail! the RESURRECTION--thou. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:56 Languages: English

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