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My spirit looks to God alone
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #26 (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: 1. My spirit looks to God alone,My rock and refuge is His throne;In all my fears, in all my straits,My soul on His salvation waits.Trust Him ye saints in all your ways,Pour out your hearts before His face;When helpers fail, and foes invade,God is our all-sufficient aid.2. Make not increasing gold your trust,Nor set your hearts on glitt’ring dust;Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke,And not believe what God hath spoke?For sov’reign pow’r reign not alone,Grace is the partner of the throne;Thy grace and justice mighty Lord,Shall well divide our last reward. Languages: English Tune Title: SAMARIA
My spirit looks to God alone
O for a closer walk with God
Author: William Cowper Hymnal: SH1991 #27 (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heav’nly frame,
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!
2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and His word?
3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!
How sweet their mem’ry still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.
4 Return O holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
And drove Thee from my breast.
5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate’er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame,
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb. Languages: English Tune Title: BETHEL
O for a closer walk with God
The God we worship now
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #28a (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The God we worship now,
Will guide us till we die,
Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.
2 How decent and how wise!
How glorious to behold,
Beyond the pomp that charms the eye,
And rites adorned with gold.
3 Far as Thy name is known,
The world declares Thy praise;
Thy saints, O Lord, before Thy throne
Their songs of honor raise. Languages: English Tune Title: AYLESBURY
The God we worship now
Life is the time to serve the Lord
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #28b (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Life is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t’insure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn
The vilest sinner may return.
2 Life is the hour that God has giv’n,
To escape hell and fly to heav’n;
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the blessing of the day.
3 The living know that they must die,
But all the dead forgotten lie;
Their mem’ry and their sense is gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown. Languages: English Tune Title: WELLS
Life is the time to serve the Lord
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Author: Edmund Jones Hymnal: SH1991 #29a (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve,
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed,
And make this last resolve.
2 I’ll go to Jesus, though my sin
Hath like a mountain rose;
I know His courts, I’ll enter in,
Whatever may oppose.
3 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 Tune Title: FAIRFIELD
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Death, 'tis a melancholy day
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #29b (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Death, ’tis a melancholy day
To those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away,
To seek her last abode.
2 In vain to heav’n she lifts her eyes,
For guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies
To darkness, fire, and pain. Languages: English Tune Title: TRIBULATION
Death, 'tis a melancholy day
Love divine, all love excelling
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: SH1991 #30a (1991) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: Love divine, all love excelling,Joy of heav’n to earth come down;Fix in us Thy humble dwelling,All Thy faithful mercies crown!Jesus, Thou art all compassion,Pure, unbounded love Thou art;Visit us with Thy Salvation;Enter ev’ry trembling heart. Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE DIVINE
Love divine, all love excelling
Why should we start and fear to die?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #30b (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Why should we start and fear to die?
What tim’rous worms we mortals are!
Death is the gate to endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away;
And we shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 O if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul would stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death’s iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are;
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there. Languages: English Tune Title: PROSPECT
Why should we start and fear to die?
Grace! 'Tis a charming sound
Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: SH1991 #31a (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Grace! ’Tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;
Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
2 Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.
3 Grace taught my wand’ring feet
To tread the heav’nly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
4 Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav’n the topmost stone,
And well deserves our praise. Languages: English Tune Title: NINETY-THIRD PSALM
Grace! 'Tis a charming sound
Come, we who love the Lord
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #31b (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, we who love the Lord,
And let our joys be known:
Join in a song with sweet accord
And thus surround the throne.
2 Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But servants of the heav’nly King
May speak their joys abroad.
3 The God that rules on high,
That all the earth surveys,
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring sea. Languages: English Tune Title: WEBSTER
Come, we who love the Lord
Jesus, and shall it ever be
Author: Joseph Grigg Hymnal: SH1991 #32a (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of Thee?
Ashamed of Thee whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine through endless days.
2 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon
Let midnight be ashamed of noon;
’Tis midnight with my soul till He,
Bright morning star, bids darkness flee.
3 Ashamed of Jesus, sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O’er this benighted soul of mine.
4 Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heav’n depend!
No, when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere His name. Languages: English Tune Title: CORINTH
Jesus, and shall it ever be
So fades the lovely blooming flow'r
Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: SH1991 #32b (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 So fades the lovely blooming flow’r,
Frail, smiling solace of an hour;
So soon our transient comforts fly,
And pleasure only blooms to die.
2 Is there no kind, no healing art,
To soothe the anguish of the heart?
Spirit of grace, be ever nigh;
Thy comforts are not made to die.
3 Let gentle patience smile on pain,
Till dying hope revives again,
Hope wipes the tear from sorrow’s eye,
And faith points upward to the sky. Languages: English Tune Title: DISTRESS
So fades the lovely blooming flow'r
Did Christ o'er sinners weep?
Author: Benjamin Beddome Hymnal: SH1991 #33a (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Did Christ o’er sinners weep?
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from ev’ry eye.
2 The Son of God in tears
The wond’ring angels see;
Be thou astonished, O my soul,
He shed those tears for thee.
3 He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear;
In heav’n alone no sin is found,
And there’s no weeping there. Languages: English Tune Title: WEEPING SAVIOR
Did Christ o'er sinners weep?
Come, Holy Spirit, come
Author: Benjamin Beddome Hymnal: SH1991 #33b (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, Holy Spirit come,
With energy divine,
And on this poor, benighted soul,
With beams of mercy shine.
2 Melt, melt this frozen heart;
This stubborn will subdue;
Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew.
3 Mine will the profit be,
But Thine shall be the praise;
And unto Thee will I devote
The remnant of my days. Languages: English Tune Title: ABBEVILLE
Come, Holy Spirit, come
Beside the gospel pool
Author: John Newton Hymnal: SH1991 #34a (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Beside the gospel pool,
Appointed for the poor,
From time to time my helpless soul,
Has waited for a cure.
2 But whither can I go?
There is no other pool,
Where streams of sov’reign virtue flow,
To make a sinner whole. Languages: English Tune Title: THE GOSPEL POOL
Beside the gospel pool
Come, sound His praise abroad
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #34b (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, sound His praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov’reign God,
The universal King.
2 He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The wat’ry worlds are all His own,
And all the solid ground.
3 Come, worship at His throne,
Come bow before the Lord;
We are His works, and not our own,
He formed us by His word. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THOMAS
Come, sound His praise abroad
Our bondage, it shall end by and by, by and by
Hymnal: SH1991 #35 (1991) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Our bondage it shall end By and by,
From Egypt’s yoke set free;
Hail the glorious jubilee,
And to Canaan we’ll return, By and by.
2 Our deliverer He shall come By and by,
And our sorrows have an end,
With our three score years and ten,
And vast glory crown the day By and by.
3 Though our enemies are strong,
We’ll go on, Though our hearts dissolve with fear,
Lo, Sinai’s God is near,
While the fiery pillar moves, We’ll go on. Languages: English Tune Title: SAINTS BOUND FOR HEAVEN
Our bondage, it shall end by and by, by and by
My soul repeat His praise
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #36a (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My soul repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 High as the heav’ns are raised,
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace,
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 His pow’r subdues our sins,
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove. Languages: English Tune Title: AMERICA
My soul repeat His praise
When I can read my title clear
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #36b (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When I can read my title clear,
To mansions in the skies,
I’ll bid farewell to ev’ry fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurled,
hen I can smile at Satan’s rage,
And face a frowning world.
3 There I shall bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav’nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast. Languages: English Tune Title: NINETY-FIFTH
When I can read my title clear
Young ladies, all attention give
Hymnal: SH1991 #37a (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Young ladies, all attention give,
You that in wicked pleasures live;
One of your sex, the other day,
Was called by death’s cold hand away.
2 This lesson she has left for you,
To teach the careless what to do;
To seek Jehovah while you live,
And everlasting honors give.
3 Her honored mother she addressed,
While tears were streaming down her breast;
She grasped her tender hands and said,
“Remember me when I am dead.”
4 She called her father to her bed,
And thus, in dying anguish said:
"My days on earth are at an end,
My soul is summoned to attend.
5 “Before Jehovah’s awful bar,
To hear my awful sentence there;
And now, dear father, do repent,
And read the holy Testament.” Languages: English Tune Title: ESTER
Young ladies, all attention give
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