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Almighty Maker, God!
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 185 hymnals 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 form'd again.
6 Let joy and worship spend
The remnant of my days,
And to my God, my soul ascend
In sweet perfumes of praise.
Almighty Maker, God!
And must I be to judgment brought
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 276 hymnals Lyrics: 1 And must I be to judgment brought,
And answer in that day
For ev'ry vain and idle thought,
And ev'ry word I say?
2 Yes, ev'ry secret of my heart
Shall shortly be made known,
And I receive my just desert,
For all that I have done.
3 How careful then ought I to live;
With what religious fear;
Who such a strict account must give
For my behaviour here!
4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead,
The watchful pow'r bestow!
So shall I to my ways take heed,
To all I speak or do.
5 If now thou "standest at the door,"
O let me feel thee near!
And make my peace with God, before
I at the thy bar appear.
And must I be to judgment brought
Arise, my soul, arise
Meter: Irregular Appears in 888 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears,
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Saviour stands:
My name is written on his hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede;
With his redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood was spilt for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Receiv'd on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me:
Forgive him, O forgive they cry!
Nor let that ransom'd sinner die.
4 The Father hears him pray,
His dear annointed one;
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son:
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.
5 To God I'm reconcil'd,
His pard'ning voice I hear:
He owns me for his child,
I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba Father! cry.
Arise, my soul, arise
As birds their infant brood protect
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 31 hymnals Lyrics: 1 As birds their infant brood protect
And spread their wings to shelter them;
Thus saith the Lord to his elect,
"So shall I guard Jerusalem."
2 And what then is Jerusalem,
This darling object of his care?
Where is its worth in God's esteem?
Who built it?--who inhabits there?
3 Jehovah founded it in blood,
The blood of his incarnate Son;
There dwell the saints, once foes to God
The sinners whom he calls his own.
4 There, though besieg'd on ev'ry side,
Yet much belov'd and guarded well;
From age to age they have defied
The utmost force of earth and hell.
5 Let earth repent, and hell despair,
This city hath a sure defence;
Her name is call'd "The Lord is there,"
And who has power to drive them thence. Scripture: Ezekiel 48:35
As birds their infant brood protect
Behold the Saviour of mankind
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 387 hymnals 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 bend.
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!
Behold the Saviour of mankind
Bless, O my soul, the living God
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 301 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God;
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad,
Let all the pow'rs within me join
In work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
His favours claim thy highest praise;
Why should ungrateful silence hide
The blessings which his hands provide?
3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son
To die for crimes which thou hast done;
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels--
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threat'ning graves.
5 Our youth decay'd his pow'r repairs;
His mercy crowns our growing years;
He fills our store with ev'ry good,
And feeds our souls with heav'nly food.
6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest,
And often gives the suff'rer rest;
But will his justice more display
In the last great rewarding day.
Bless, O my soul, the living God
Dismiss us from the house of pray'r
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 12 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Dismiss us from the house of pray'r,
With blessings, such as mortals need:
And make our souls thy constant care,
Till we from evil shall be freed.
2 And if we never meet again
Till we our Lord appearing see,
O may we all with Jesus reign,
And always with out Saviour be.
Dismiss us from the house of pray'r
Glorious things of thee are spoken
Meter: Irregular Appears in 1,300 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He, whose word can not be broken,
Form'd thee for his own abode;
On the rock of ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
2 [See! the streams of living waters
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove:
Who can faint when such a river
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage?
Grace, which like the Lord the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
3 Round each habitation hovering
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a covering,
Shewing that the Lord is near:
Thus deriving from their banner
Light by night and shade by day,
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which he gives them when they pray.
4 Blest inhabitants of Zion,
Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood!
Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God;
'Tis his love his people raises
Over self to reign as kings,
And as priests, his solemn praises
Each for a thank-offering brings.
5 Saviour, if of Zion's city
I thro' grace a member am;
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in thy name;
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show!
Solid joys and lasting treasure,
None but Zion's children know. Scripture: Isaiah 33:20-21
Glorious things of thee are spoken
Honor and happiness unite
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 33 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Honor and happiness unite
To make the christian's name a praise:
How fair the scene, how clear the light,
That fills the remnant of his days!
2 A kingly character he bears,
No change his priestly office knows;
Unfading is the crown he wears,
His joys can never reach a close.
3 Adorn'd with glory from on high,
Salvation shines upon his face;
His robe is of the etherial dye,
His steps are dignity and grace.
4 Inferior honors he disdains,
Nor stoops to take applause from earth;
The King of kings himself maintains
Th' expences of his heavenly birth.
5 The noblest creatures seen below,
Ordain'd to fill a throne above;
God gives him all he can bestow,
His kingdom of eternal love!
6 My soul is ravish'd at the thought,
Methinks from earth I see him rise;
Angels congratulate his lot,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
Honor and happiness unite
In boundless mercy, gracious Lord appear
Meter: Irregular Appears in 39 hymnals Lyrics: 1 In boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear,
Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer;
Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty heart;
Cause ev'ry soul to choose the better part.
2 Thy presence fills the universal space;
Thy grace appears to all the fallen race;
O visit us with light and life divine,
Fill ev'ry souls for ev'ry soul is thine.
3 Thy blessed Jesus is my Lord, my love;
He is my King from him I would not move,
Away then all ye objects that divert,
Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart.
4 That uncreated beauty which hath gain'd
My ravish'd heart, hath all your glory stain'd;
His loveliness my soul hath prepossess'd
And left no room for any guest.
In boundless mercy, gracious Lord appear
Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 115 hymnals
Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand
Oh, if my soul was form'd for woe
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 112 hymnals
Oh, if my soul was form'd for woe
O thou God of my salvation
Meter: Irregular Appears in 266 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O thou God of my salvation,
My Redeemer from all sin,
Mov'd to this by great compassion,
Yearning bowels from within:
I will praise thee:
Where shall I thy praise begin?
2 While the angel-choirs are crying;
Glory to the great I am!
I with them will still be vying.,
Glory, glory, to the Lamb!
O how precious:
Is the sound of Jesus’ name!
3 Now I see, with joy and wonder,
Whence the healing streams arose;
Angels-minds are lost to ponder
Dying love's mysterious cause;
Yet the blessing
Down to all, to me it flows.
4 Though unseen, I love the Saviour,
He almighty grace hath shown;
Pardon'd guilt and purchas'd favour!
This he makes to mortals known;
Give him glory,
Glory, glory is his own.
5 Angels now are hov'ring round us,
Unperceiv'd they mix the throng,
Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us,
Glad to sing the holy song:
Hallelujah,
Love and praise to Christ belong.
O thou God of my salvation
Our Lord is risen from the dead
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 450 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead;
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The pow'rs of hell are captive led,
Drag'd to the portals of the sky.
2 There his triumphant chariot waits
And angels chaunt the solemn lay;
Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates,
Ye everlasting doors, give way.
3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims those mansions as his right,
Receive the King of glory in.
4 Who is the King of glory? who?
The Lord that all his foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death and hell o'erthrew;
And Jesus is the conqueror's name.
5 Lo, his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chaunt the solemn lay,
Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates!
Ye everlasting doors, give way.
6 Who is the King of glory? who?
The Lord of boundless pow'r possess'd,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, forever blest.
Our Lord is risen from the dead
The law by Moses came
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 89 hymnals Scripture: John 1:17
The law by Moses came
The Lord into his garden came
Meter: Irregular Appears in 238 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord into his garden came
The spices yield a rich perfume,
The lilies grow and thrive,
Refreshing show'rs of grace divine,
From Jesus flow to ev'ry vine,
And make the dead revive.
2 O that this dry and barren ground
In springs of water may abound,
A fruitful soil become.
The desert blossom as the rose,
When Jesus conquers all his foes,
And makes his people one.
3 The glorious time is rolling on,
The gracious work is now begun;
My soul a witness is,
I taste and see the pardon free,
For all mankind, as well as me,
Who comes to Christ may live.
4 The worst of sinners here may find
A Saviour pitiful and kind:
Who will them all receive.
None are too late who will repent;
Out of one sinner legion's went,
The Lord did him relieve.
5 Come brethren, you that love the Lord,
And taste the sweetness of his word;
In Jesu's way go on,
Our troubles and our trials here,
Will only make us richer there,
When we arrive at home.
6 I feel that heav'n is now begun,
It issues from the sparkling throne;
From Jesu's throne on high
It comes like floods, we can't contain,
We drink, and drink, and drink again;
And yet we still are dry.
7 But when we come to reign above,
And all surround a throne of love,
We'll drink a full supply.
Jesus will lead his armies through,
To living fountains where they flow,
That never will run dry.
8 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout, and sing,
And make the upper regions ring;
When all the saints get home.
Come on, come on! my brethren dear,
Soon we shall meet together there:
For Jesus bids us come.
9 Amen! amen! my soul replies,
I'm bound to meet you in the skies,
And claim my mansions sure.
Now here's my heart, and here's my hand,
To meet you in the heav'nly land,
Where we shall part no more.
The Lord into his garden came
The Lord into his vineyard comes
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord into his vineyard comes,
Our various fruit to see;
His eye, more piercing than the light,
Examines ev'ry tree.
2 Tremble ye sinners, at his frown,
If barren still ye stand;
And fear that keenly-wounding axe,
Which arms his awful hand.
3 Lord, we adore thy sparing love,
Thy long-expecting grace:
Else had we low in ruin fall'n,
And known no more our place.
4 Succeeding years thy patience waits;
Nor let it wait in vain:
But form in us abundant fruit,
And still this fruit maintain.
The Lord into his vineyard comes
The Lord of earth and sky
Meter: Irregular Appears in 108 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord of earth and sky,
The God of ages praise!
Who reigns enthron'd on high,
Ancient of endless days,
Who lengthens out our trials here,
And spares us yet another year.
2 Barren and wither'd trees,
We cumber'd long the ground,
No fruit of holiness
On our dead souls was found;
Yet did he us in mercy spare,
Another, and another year.
3 When justice bar'd the sword,
To cut the fig-tree down,
The pity of our Lord
Cry'd--"Let it still alone:'
The Father mild inclin'd his ear,
And spar'd us yet another year.
4 Jesus, thy speaking blood
From God obtain'd the grace,
Who therefore hath bestow'd
On us a longer space:
Thou didst in our behalf appear,
And lo! we see another year.
5 Then dig about our root,
Break up our fallow ground,
And let our gracious fruit
To thy great praise bound;
O let us all thy praise declare,
And fruit unto perfection bear.
The Lord of earth and sky
The mighty God will not despise
Appears in 16 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The mighty God will not despise
The contrite heart for sacrifice;
The deep fetch'd sigh, the secret groan
Rises accepted to the throne.
2 He meets, with tokens of his grace,
The trembling lip, the blushing face;
His bowels yearn, when sinners pray,
And mercy bears their sins away.
3 When fill'd with grief, o'erwhelm'd with shame,
He, pitying, heals their broken frame;
He hears their sad complaints, and spies
His image in their weeping eyes.
4 Thus, what a rapturous joy possest
The tender parents throbbing breast,
To see his spendthrift son return,
And hear him his past follies mourn!
Scripture: Luke 15:32
The mighty God will not despise
The praying spirit breathe
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 139 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The praying spirit breathe,
The watching pow'r impart;
From all entanglements beneath,
Call off my peaceful heart.
2 My feeble mind sustain,
By worldly thoughts opprest;
Appear, and bid me turn again,
To my eternal rest.
3 Swift to my rescue come,
Thine own this moment seize;
Gather my wand'ring spirit home,
And keep in perfect peace.
4 Suffer'd no more to rove,
O'er all the earth abroad;
Arrest the pris'ner of thy love,
And shut me up in God.
The praying spirit breathe
This is the field; the world below
Meter: Irregular Appears in 57 hymnals Lyrics: 1 This is the field; the world below,
In which the sower, came to sow,
Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares,
Fro so the word of truth declares;
And soon the reaping time will come,
And angels shout the harvest home.
2 Most awful truth; and is it so,
Must all the world the harvest know;
Is every man the wheat or tare;
Then for the harvest O prepare:
For soon the reaping time will come,
And angels shout the harvest home.
3 To love my sins, a saint to appear,
To grow the wheat, and be a tare;
will serve me while on earth below,
Where tares and wheat together grow;
But soon the reaping time will come,
And angels shout the harvest home.
4 But all that truly righteous be,
Their Father's kingdom soon shall see;
Shine like the sun forever there,
He that hath ears, O let him hear:
And soon the reaping time will come,
And angels shout the harvest home.
This is the field; the world below
Thou dear Redeemer dying Lamb
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 230 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thou dear Redeemer dying Lamb,
We love to hear of thee:
No music's like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be.
2 O let us ever hear thy voice,
In mercy to us speak,
And in our Priest we will rejoice,
Thou great Melchisedeck.
3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,
While in this world we stay,
We'll sing our Jesu's lovely name,
When all things else decay:
4 When we appear in yonder cloud,
With all thy favor'd throng,
then will we sing more sweet, more loud,
And Christ shall be our song.
Thou dear Redeemer dying Lamb
To keep the lamp alive
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 72 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To keep the lamp alive
With oil we fill the bowl;
'Tis water makes the willow thrive,
And grace that fees the soul.
2 The Lord's unsparing hand
Supplies the living stream;
It is not at our own command,
But still deriv'd from him.
3 Beware of Peter's word
Nor confidently say,
"I never will deny thee, Lord,"
But grant I never may.
4 Man's wisdom is to seek
His strength in God alone;
And e'en an angel would be weak,
Who trusted in his own.
5 Retreat beneath his wings,
And in his grace confide;
This more exalts the King of kings
Than all your works beside.
6 In Jesus is our store,
Grace issues from his throne;
Whoever says, "I want no more,"
Confesses he has none.
To keep the lamp alive
Why, O my soul, why weepest thou?
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 28 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Why, O my soul, why weepest thou?
Tell me from whence arise
Those briny tears that often flow,
Those groans that pierce the skies?
2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint,
Or the chastising rod?
Dost thou an evil heart lament,
And mourn an absent God?
3 Lord, let me weep for nought but sin,
And after none but thee,
And then, I would, O that I might!
A constant weeper be! Scripture: John 20:13
Why, O my soul, why weepest thou?
With earnest longings of the mind
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 62 hymnals
With earnest longings of the mind
Israel in ancient days
Meter: Irregular Appears in 84 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Israel in ancient days,
Not only had a view
Of Sinai in a blaze,
But learn'd the gospel too;
The types and figures were a glass,
In which they saw the Saviour's face.
2 The paschal sacrifice
And blood-besprinkled door,
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,
And once apply'd with power,
Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.
3 The Lamb, the Dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,
Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defence;
For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.
4 The scape-goat on his head
The people's trespass bore,
And, to the desert lead,
Was to be seen no more;
In him our surety seem'd to say,
"Behold I bear your sins away."
5 Dipt in his fellow's blood,
The living bird went free;
The type well understood,
Express'd the sinners plea;
Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd,
And by a Saviour's death discharg'd.
6 Jesus, I love to trace
Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,
The same in ev'ry age!
O grant that I may faithful be
To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me. Scripture: Hebrews 4:2
Israel in ancient days
Jesus, grant us all a blessing
Meter: Irregular Appears in 110 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jesus, grant us all a blessing,
Send it down, Lord, from above;
May we all return home a praying,
And rejoicing in thy love.
Farewell, brethren, farewell sisters,
'Till we all shall meet above.
2 Jesus pardon all our follies,
While together we have been;
Make us humble, make us holy,
Cleanse us all from every sin.
Farewell, brethren, farewell sisters,
'Till we all shall meet again.
3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with us,
To each one's respective home;
And the presence of our Jesus,
Rest upon us ev'ry one.
Farewell, brethren, farewell sisters,
'Till we all shall meet at home.
Jesus, grant us all a blessing
Ascend thy throne, almighty King
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 118 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Ascend thy throne, almighty King,
And spread thy glories all abroad;
Let thine own arm salvation bring,
And be thou known the gracious God.
2 Let millions bow before thy seat,
Let humble mourners seek thy face,
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,
Subdued by thy victorious grace.
3 O let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord;
Let saints, and angels praise thy name,
Be thou thro' heaven and earth ador'd. Scripture: Matthew 6:10
Ascend thy throne, almighty King
From all that's mortal, all that's vain
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 101 hymnals Lyrics: 1 From all that's mortal, all that's vain,
And from this earthly clod:
Arise my soul and strive to gain,
Sweet fellowship with God.
2 Say, what is there beneath the skies,
In all the paths thou'st trod;
Can suit thy wishes or thy joys,
Like fellowship with God.
3 Not life, nor all the toys of art,
Nor pleasure's flow'ry road;
Can to my soul such bliss impart,
As fellowship with God.
4 Not health, nor friendship here below,
Nor wealth that golden load;
Can such delight or comfort show,
As fellowship with God.
5 When I am made in love to bear,
Affliction's needful rod;
Light, sweet and kind the strokes appear,
Through fellowship with God.
6 In fierce temptation's fiery blast,
Or dark desertion's road;
I'm happy if I can but taste,
Some fellowship with God.
7 So when the icy hand of death,
Shall chill my flowing blood;
With joy I'll yield my latest breath,
In fellowship with God.
8 When I at last to heaven ascend,
And gain my blest abode;
There an eternity I'll spend,
In fellowship with God.
From all that's mortal, all that's vain
I know that my Redeemer lives
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 473 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I know that my Redeemer lives,
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead,
He lives, my everlasting Head.
2 He lives, triumphant from the grace,
He lives, eternally to save;
He lives, all-glorious in the sky,
He lives, exulted there on high.
3 He lives to bless me with his love,
He lives to plead for me above,
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.
4 He lives and grants me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with his eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul's complaint.
5 He lives to crush the pow'rs of hell,
He lives that he may in me dwell,
He lives to heal and make me whole
He lives to guard my feeble soul.
6 He lives to silence all my fears;
He lives to stop and wipe my tears,
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
he lives all blessings to impart.
7 He lives my kind, my heavenly friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while he lives I'll sing,
He lives my Prophet, Priest and King.
8 He lives and grants me daily breath,
He lives, and I shall conquer death,
He lives my mansion to prepare,
He lives to bring me safely there.
9 He lives all glory to his name,
He lives, my Jesus still the same;
O the sweet joy this sentence gives,
I know that my Redeemer lives.
I know that my Redeemer lives
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath
Meter: Irregular Appears in 527 hymnals
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath
My hope, my all, my Saviour thou
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 137 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My hope, my all, my Saviour thou,
To thee, lo! now my soul I bow:
I feel the bliss thy wounds impart,
I find thee, Saviour, in my heart.
2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way,
Protect me through my life's short day;
In all my acts may wisdom guide,
And keep me, Saviour, near thy side,
3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me;
As I have need, my Saviour be:
And if I would from thee depart,
Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart.
4 In fierce temptations darkest hour,
Save me from sin and Satan's pow'r
Tear ev'ry idol from thy throne,
And reign, my Saviour--reign alone.
5 My suff'ring time shall soon be o'er,
Then shall I sigh and weep no more;
My ransom'd soul shall soar away,
To sing thy praise in endless day.
My hope, my all, my Saviour thou
A Saviuor! let creation sing
Meter: Irregular Appears in 235 hymnals First Line: Our souls in love together knit
A Saviuor! let creation sing
Stop poor sinner, stop and think
Meter: Irregular Appears in 247 hymnals
Stop poor sinner, stop and think
There is a land of pure delight
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,406 hymnals
There is a land of pure delight
Thus saith the first, the great command
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 74 hymnals Scripture: Matthew 22:37-40
Thus saith the first, the great command
Thy life I read, my dearest Lord
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 137 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thy life I read, my dearest Lord,
With transport all divine;
Thine image trace in every word,
Thy love in every line.
2 Methinks I see a thousand charms
Spread o'er thy lovely face,
While infants in thy tender arms
Receive the smiling grace.
3 "I take thees lambs," said he,
"And lay them in my breast;
"Protection they shall find in me,
"In me be ever blest.
4 "Death may the bands of life unloose,
"But can't dissolve my love;
"Millions of infant souls compose
"The family above.
5 "Their feeble frames my power shall raise,
"And mould with heavenly skill:
'I'll give them tongues to sing my praise,
"And hands to do my will."
6 His words the happy parents hear,
And shout with joys divine,
Dear Saviour, all we have and are
Shall be for ever thine.
Scripture: Matthew 19:14
Thy life I read, my dearest Lord
When some kind shepherd from his fold
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 28 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When some kind shepherd from his fold,
Has lost a straying sheep,
Through vales, o'er hills, he anxious roves,
And climbs the mountain's steep.
2 But O the joy! the transport sweet!
When he the wanderer finds;
Up in his arms he takes his charge,
And to his shoulder binds.
3 Homeward he hastes to tell his joys,
And make his bliss complete:
The neighbours hear the news, and all
The joyful shepherd greet.
4 Yet how much greater is the joy
When but one sinner turns;
When the poor wretch with broken heart,
His sins and errors mourns!
5 Pleas'd with the news, the saints below,
In songs their tongues employ;
Beyond the skies the tidings go,
And heaven is fill'd with joy.
6 Well-pleas'd the Father sees and hears
The conscious sinner weep;
Jesus receives him in his arms,
And owns him for his sheep.
7 Nor angels can their joys contain,
But kindle with new fire:
"A wandering sheep's return'd," they sing,
And strike the sounding lyre.
Scripture: Luke 15:3-4
When some kind shepherd from his fold
It is a very pleasant thing
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 7 hymnals Lyrics: 1 It is a very pleasant thing
To follow Christ the Lord;
And thus obey our heav'nly King,
According to his word.
2 Down to the water side we go;
By Christ's example led;
Thus the same we come also,
As did our glorious head.
3 Saviour, we bless thy wond'rous name,
For thy example bright;
We love to imitate the same,
As thou dost us invite.
4 We are baptiz'd as Jesus was,
His easy yoke we bear;
And we are thus baptiz'd because
That we his subjects are.
5 Lord may we to they glory live,
Teach us thy heav'nly ways;
To us thy holy Spirit gives,
And we thy name will praise.
6 And we thy sacred name profess,
May we our moments spend
In ways of truth and righteousness,
Until our lives shall end.
It is a very pleasant thing
Father of mercies, in thy word
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 757 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, in thy word
What endless glory shines!
For ever be Thy Name ador'd
For these celestial lines.
2 Here, may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find;
Riches, above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.
3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows
And yields a free repast,
Sublimer sweets that nature knows
Invite the longing taste.
4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life, and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
5 O may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light!
6 Divine instructor, gracious Lord,
Be Thou for ever near;
Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.
Father of mercies, in thy word
Give me the wings of faith to rise
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 517 hymnals
Give me the wings of faith to rise
Great God, indulge my humble claim
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 272 hymnals
Great God, indulge my humble claim
Hark! the voice of love and mercy
Meter: Irregular Appears in 549 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Hark! the voice of love and mercy
Sounds aloud from Calvary!
See! it rends the rocks asunder,
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky!
"It is finish'd!"
Hear the dying Saviour cry!
2 "It is finish'd!" O what pleasure
Do these charming words afford!
Heavenly blessings without measure,
Flow to us from Christ the Lord.
It is finish'd!
Saints, the dying words record.
3 Finish'd, all the types and shadows
Of the ceremonial law!
Finish'd, all that God had promis'd;
Death and hell no more shall awe.
It is finish'd!
Saints, from hence your comfort draw.
4 [Happy souls, approach the table,
Taste the soul-reviving food;
Nothing half so sweet and pleasant
As the Saviour's flesh and blood,
It is finish'd!
Christ has borne the heavy load.]
5 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All on earth, and all in heaven,
Join to praise Immanuel's name!
Hallelujah!
Glory to the bleeding Lamb!
Hark! the voice of love and mercy
Heal us, Immanuel, here we are
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 75 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Heal us, Immanuel, here we are,
Waiting to feel thy touch;
Deep wounded souls to thee repair,
And, Saviour, we are such.
2 Our faith is feeble, we confess,
We faintly trust thy word,
But wilt thou pity us the less?
Far be that from the Lord!
3 Remember him who once applied
With trembling for relief:
"Lord, I believe," with tears he cried,
"O help my unbelief."
4 She too, who touch'd thee in the press,
And healing virtue stole,
Was answered, "Daughter, go in peace,
"Thy faith hath made thee whole."
5 Conceal'd amidst the gather'd throng,
She would have shunn'd thy view;
And if her faith was firm and strong,
Had strong misgivings too.
6 Like her, with hopes and fears we come,
To touch thee if we may;
Oh! send us not despairing home,
Send none unheal'd away. Scripture: Exodus 15
Heal us, Immanuel, here we are
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