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Hell! 'Tis a Word of Dreadful Sound

Author: Bartholomew Brown Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14471 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Hell! ’tis a word of dreadful sound Lyrics: 1 Hell! ’tis a word of dreadful sound; It chills the heart and shocks the ear; It spreads a sickly damp around, And makes the guilty quake with fear. 2 Far from the utmost verge of day, Its frightful, gloomy region lies; Fierce flames amidst the darkness play, And thick sulfurous vapors rise. 3 Conscience, the never-dying worm, With constant torture gnaws the heart, And woe and wrath, in every form, Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 4 The wretches rave, o’erwhelmed with woe, And bite their everlasting chains; But with their rage their torments grow, Resentment but augments their pains. 5 Sad world indeed! what heart can bear, Hopeless, in all these pains to lie; Racked with vexation, grief, despair, And ever dying, never die! 6 "Lord, save a guilty soul from hell, Who seeks Thy pardoning, cleansing blood; O let me in Thy kingdom dwell, To praise my Savior and my God." Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CROSS

Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #450 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound; It chills the heart and shocks the ear; It spreads a sickly damp around, And makes the guilty quake with fear. 2 Far from the utmost verge of day, Its frightful, gloomy region lies; Fierce flames amidst the darkness play, And thick sulphureous vapours rise. 3 Conscience, the never-dying worm, With constant torture gnaws the heart, And woe and wrath, in every form, Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 4 The wretches rave, o'erwhelm'd with woe, And bite their everlasting chains; But with their rage their torments grow, Resentment but augments their pains. 5 Sad world indeed! what heart can bear, Hopeless, in all these pains to lie; Rack'd with vexation, grief, despair, And ever dying, never die! 6 "Lord, save a guilty soul from hell, Who seeks Thy pardoning, cleansing blood; O let me in Thy kingdom dwell, To praise my Saviour and my God." Topics: Hell Languages: English

Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #750 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound; It chills the heart and shocks the ear; It spreads a sickly damp around, And makes the guilty quake with fear. 2 Far from the utmost verge of day, Its frightful, gloomy region lies; Fierce flames amidst the darkness play, And thick sulphureous vapours rise. 3 Conscience, the never dying worm, With constant torture gnaws the heart, And wo and wrath, in ev'ry form, Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 4 The wretches rave, o'erwhelm'd with wo, And bite their everlasting chains; But with their rage their torments grow, Resentment but augments their pains. 5 Sad world indeed! what heart can bear, Hopeless, in all these pains to lie; Rack'd with vexation, grief, despair, And ever dying, never die! 6 "Lord, save a guilty soul from hell, Who seeks thy pard'ning, cleansing blood; O let me in thy kingdom dwell, To praise my Saviour and my God." Topics: Eternity Happiness of the righteous; Hell Scripture: Mark 9:48

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