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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
What Calls Me from the Death Where I Have Rested?
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
Thou God of glorious majesty
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
Thou God of glorious majesty
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
Thou God of glorious majesty
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
And am I born to die
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
And am I only born to die?
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
Behold the Savior of mankind
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
Blow ye the trumpet, blow
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
Come sinners to the gospel feast
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
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy
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