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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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Young people all, attention give

Hymnal: SH1991 #37b (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Young people, all attention give, And hear what I shall say; I wish your souls with Christ to live In everlasting day. 2 Remember you are hast’ning on To death’s dark, gloomy shade; Your joys on earth will soon be gone, Your flesh in dust be laid. Languages: English Tune Title: LIVERPOOL
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His hoary frost, His fleecy snow

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #38a (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 His hoary frost, His fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 2 He sends His word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. Languages: English Tune Title: WINTER
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Broad is the road that leads to death

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #38b (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Broad is the road that leads to death And thousands walk together there; But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler. 2 “Deny thyself, and take thy cross,” Is the Redeemer’s great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heav’nly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain, Create my heart entirely new, Which hypocrites could ne’er attain, Which false apostates never knew. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDHAM
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Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: SH1991 #39a (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Do not I love Thee, O my Lord? Behold my heart, and see, And turn each cursed idol out, That dares to rival Thee. 2 Do not I love Thee from my soul? Then let me nothing love; Dead be my heart to ev’ry joy When Jesus cannot move. 3 Thou know’st I love Thee, dearest Lord, But O I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love Thee more. Languages: English Tune Title: DETROIT
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Blest Jesus, while in mortal flesh

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: SH1991 #39b (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Blest Jesus while in mortal flesh I hold my frail abode Still would my spirit rest on Thee, My Savior and my God. 2 On Thy dear cross I fix my eyes, My trust on Thee complete, Till love dissolves my inmost soul At my Redeemer’s feet. 3 Be dead my heart, to worldly charms, Be dead to ev’ry sin; And tell the boldest foe without That Jesus reigns within. Languages: English Tune Title: SHARPSBURG
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Blow ye the trumpet, blow

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: SH1991 #40 (1991) Meter: Irregular 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 ransomed sinners, home. 2 Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption through his blood Throughout the world proclaim. The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 The Gospel trumpet hear, The news of heav’nly grace; And saved from earth appear Before your Savior’s face. The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Languages: English Tune Title: LENOX
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A home in heav'n! What a joyful thought

Author: William Hunter Hymnal: SH1991 #41 (1991) Lyrics: 1 A home in heav’n! What a joyful thought, As the poor man toils in his weary lot: His heart oppressed, and with anguish driv’n From his home below to his home in heav’n. 2 A home in heav’n as the sufferer lies On his bed of pain, and uplifts his eyes To that bright home, what a joy is giv’n, From the blessed thought of his home in heav’n. 3 A home in heav’n when the faint heart bleeds By the Spirit stroke for its evil deeds; Oh! then what bliss in that heart forgiven, Does the hope inspire of its home in heav’n. 4 A home in heav’n when our friends are fled To the cheerless gloom of the mould’ring dead; We wait in hope on the promise given, That we’ll meet up there in our home in heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: HOME IN HEAVEN
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Say, now ye lovely social band

Hymnal: SH1991 #42 (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: Say, now ye lovely social band Who walk the way to Canaan’s land; Ye who have fled from Sodom’s plain, Say do you wish to turn again? O have you ventured to the field, Well armed with helmet, sword and shield? And shall the world, with dread alarms, Compel you now to ground your arms? Languages: English Tune Title: CLAMANDA
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When I can read my title clear

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #43 (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, Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, Let storms of sorrow fall, So I but safely reach my home, My God, my heav’n, my all. 4 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: PRIMROSE HILL
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As on the cross the Savior hung

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: SH1991 #44 (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 As on the cross the Savior hung, And wept, and bled, and died; He poured salvation on a wretch That languished at His side. His crimes, with inward grief and shame, The penitent confessed, Then turned his dying eyes to Christ, And thus his prayer addressed. 2 “Jesus Thou Son and heir of heav’n? Thou spotless Lamb of God! I see Thee bathed in sweat and tears, And welt’ring in Thy blood. “Yet quickly from these scenes of woe In triumph Thou shalt rise, Burst through the gloomy shades of death, And shine above the skies. 3 “Amid the glories of that world, Dear Savior, think on me, And in the victories of Thy death Let me a sharer be.” His prayer the dying Jesus hears, And instantly replies, “Today thy parting soul shall be With me in paradise.” Languages: English Tune Title: THE CONVERTED THIEF
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Amazing grace! How sweet the sound

Author: John Newton Hymnal: SH1991 #45a (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Amazing grace! How sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind but now I see. 2 ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed. 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; ’Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures. 5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine; But God, who called me here below, Will be forever mine. Languages: English Tune Title: NEW BRITAIN
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Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand

Author: Thomas Cleland Hymnal: SH1991 #45b (1991) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Lyrics: Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand, When we must be parted from this social band; Our several engagements now call us away, Our parting is needful and we must obey. Languages: English Tune Title: IMANDRA NEW
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Shall we ever meet again at the house, at the house

Author: W. F. Moore Hymnal: SH1991 #46 (1991) Lyrics: Shall we ever meet again at the house, Then to make the chorus ring at the house of God? Let us sing, sweetly sing, At the house then we’ll sing, Sweetly sing at the house of God. Languages: English Tune Title: LET US SING
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Salvation, O the joyful sound!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #47a (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Salvation, O the joyful sound, ’Tis pleasure to our ears; A sov’reign balm for ev’ry wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell’s dark door we lay; But we arise by grace divine To see a heav’nly day. 3 Salvation! Let the echo fly The spacious earth around; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. Languages: English Tune Title: PRIMROSE
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And am I born to die?

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: SH1991 #47b (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And am I born to die? To lay this body down! And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown? 2 A land of deepest shade, Unpierced by human thought; The dreary regions of the dead, Where all things are forgot! 3 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me? Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be! 4 Waked by the trumpet sound, I from my grave shall rise; And see the Judge with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies! Languages: English Tune Title: IDUMEA
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Sweet is the day of sacred rest

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #48a (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast. O may my heart in tune be found, Like David’s harp of solemn sound. 2 Then shall I share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 3 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired and wished below; And ev’ry pow’r find sweet employ, In that eternal world of joy. Languages: English Tune Title: DEVOTION
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Thou Man of grief, remember me

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: SH1991 #48b (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Thou Man of grief, remember me, Who never canst Thyself forget. Thy last expiring agony, Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat. 2 Father, if I may call Thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire; Remove this load of guilty woe, Nor let me in my sins expire! 3 I tremble, lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my wretched soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll. Languages: English Tune Title: KEDRON
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O come, loud anthems let us sing

Hymnal: SH1991 #49a (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: O come, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King. For we our voices high should raise, When our salvation’s Rock we praise. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD HUNDRED
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Will God forever cast us off?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #49b (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Will God forever cast us off? His wrath forever smoke Against the people of His love, His little chosen flock. 2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought With the Redeemer’s blood, Nor let Thy Zion be forgot, Where once Thy glory stood. 3 Where once Thy churches prayed and sang Thy foes profanely rage; Amid Thy gates their ensigns hang, And there their host engage. 4 And still to heighten our distress, Thy presence is withdrawn; Thy wonted signs of pow’r and grace Thy pow’r and grace are gone. 5 No prophet speaks to calm our grief, But all in silence mourn; Nor know the hour of our relief, The hour of Thy return. Languages: English Tune Title: MEAR
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Death, like an overflowing stream

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #50a (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life’s a dream, An empty tale, a morning flow’r, Cut down and withered in an hour. 2 Our age to sev’nty years is set; How short the time! How frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We’d rather sigh and groan than live. 3 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out the span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die and dwell with Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: MORTALITY
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Lord, we come before Thee now

Author: William Hammond Hymnal: SH1991 #50b (1991) Lyrics: 1 Lord, we come before Thee now, At Thy feet we humbly bow; O do not our suit disdain! Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain? 2 In Thine own appointed way, Now we seek Thee, here we stay; Lord from hence we would not go, Till a blessing Thou bestow. 3 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind; Heal the sick, the captive free. Let us all rejoice in Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: HUMILITY
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On Jordan's stormy banks I stand

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: SH1991 #51 (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan’s fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. Don’t you feel like going home, Don’t you feel like going home; My home it is in the promised land, And I feel like going home. 2 O the transporting rapt’rous scene, That rises to my sight! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight. Yes, I feel like going home, Yes, I feel like going home; My home it is in the promised land, And I feel like going home. Languages: English Tune Title: MY HOME
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Albion

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #52a (1991) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Come, ye that love the Lord Lyrics: 1 Come, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround His throne, While ye surround His throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God; But servants of the heav’nly King May speak their joys abroad, May speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below; Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow, From faith and hope may grow. Languages: English Tune Title: ALBION
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Charlestown

Author: John Newton Hymnal: SH1991 #52b (1991) First Line: “Mercy, O Thou Son of David,” Lyrics: 1 “Mercy, O Thou Son of David,” Thus poor blind Bartimeus prayed, “Others by Thy Word are saved, Now to me afford Thine aid.” 2 Many for his crying chid him, But he called the louder still, Till the gracious Savior bid him, “Come and ask me what you will.” Languages: English Tune Title: CHARLESTOWN
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Jerusalem

Author: John Cennick Hymnal: SH1991 #53 (1991) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone Refrain First Line: I'm on my journey home to the new Jerusalem Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my all to heav’n is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon; His track I see, and I’ll pursue The narrow way till Him I view. Chorus: I’m on my journey home to the new Jerusalem, I’m on my journey home to the new Jerusalem, So fare you well, So fare you well, So fare you well, I am going home. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King’s highway of holiness I’ll go, for all His paths are peace. [Chorus] 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not; My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin. [Chorus] 4 Then will I tell to sinners ’round, What a dear Savior I have found; I’ll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, “Behold the way to God.” [Chorus] 5 Lo! glad I come, and Thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to Thee, whose I am; Nothing but sin have I to give, Nothing but love shall I receive. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: JERUSALEM
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See the happy faces waiting

Hymnal: SH1991 #54 (1991) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Lyrics: See the happy faces waiting On the banks beyond the stream; Sweet responses still repeating Jesus, Jesus is their theme. See they whisper; Hark! they call me, Sister spirit, come away; Lo, I come, earth can’t contain me; Hail, ye realms of endless day! Hail, hail, hail, hail, hail the blessed Lamb; Glory, glory, glory to His name. Languages: English Tune Title: THE BLESSED LAMB
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Farewell, dear brothers, fare you well

Author: A. J. McLendon Hymnal: SH1991 #55 (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Farewell, dear brothers, fare you well, Pray do not weep for me, I’m going home to Christ to dwell Throughout eternity. When I get home to that bright world, And meet my Savior there, And all the loved ones gone before, I’ll no more shed a tear. 2 Dear sister, thou art left alone, But thou art kind and true, And when God calls you to come home, I hope to meet you, too. Thus we’ll surround the great white throne, And dwell forever there, And sing God’s praise through endless days, From sorrow, pain and care. 3 Dear father, you’ve been kind to me, When I was young and wild, But now, dear father, do not weep, Forgive your loving child. O may we all together meet, And shout, and praise and sing Hallelujah then to our God, Our Savior and our King. 4 My loving mother, fare you well, But do not fear alarm, The Savior dear is ever near, To shield you from all harm. Yet may we meet and be complete, With all the blood-washed throng, And cast our crown at Jesus’ feet, And sing redemption’s song. Languages: English Tune Title: SISTER'S FAREWELL
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May the grace of Christ our Savior

Author: John Newton Hymnal: SH1991 #56a (1991) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1. May the grace of Christ our Savior, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above. 2. Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord; And possess, in sweet communion Joys which earth cannot afford. Languages: English Tune Title: COLUMBIANA
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“Mercy, O Thou Son of David,”

Author: John Newton Hymnal: SH1991 #56b (1991) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1. "Mercy Oh Thou Son of David," Thus poor blind Bartimeus prayed, Others by Thy grace are saved, Now to me afford Thine aid. 2. Money was not what he wanted, Though by begging used to live; But he asked and Jesus granted, Alms which none but he could give. 3. “Lord, remove this grievous blindness, Let mine eyes behold the day;” Straight he saw, and, won by kindness, Followed Jesus in the way. Languages: English Tune Title: VILLULIA
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Am I a soldier of the cross

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SH1991 #57 (1991) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Am I a soldier of the cross, A follow’r of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name? Must I be carried to the skies On flow’ry beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 2. 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? Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord, I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word. Languages: English Tune Title: CHRISTIAN SOLDIER

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