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APPENDIX: CONTAINING SEVERAL TUNES ENTIRELY NEW.
[Hark! my soul, it is the Lord]
Hark! my soul, it is the Lord;'Tis the Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee—
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?
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[When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies]
[1]
When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies,I'll bid farewell to evry fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2
Should earth against my soul engage,And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3
Let cares like a wild deluge come,And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home
My God, my heaven, my all.
4
There shall I bathe my weary soulIn seas of heavenly rest.
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
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['Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints]
[1]
'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints,How sweet to my soul is communion with saints;
To find at the banquet of mercy there's room,
And feel in the presence of Jesus, at home,
Home, home, sweet, sweet home;
Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home.
Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home.
2
Sweet bonds, that unite all the children of peace!And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease!
Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam,
I long to behold thee in glory, at home.
Home, home, &c.
3
I sigh from this body of sin to be free,Which hinders my joy and communion with thee;
Though now my temptations like billows may foam,
All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at home.
Home, home, &c.
4
While here in the valley of conflict I stay,O give me submission, and strength as my day;
In all my afflictions to thee I would come,
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home.
Home, home, &c.
5
Whate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace,The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face;
Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne,
And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home.
Home, home, &c.
6
I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine,No more, as an exile in sorrow to pine,
And in thy dear image, arise from the tomb,
With glorified millions to praise thee, at home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home.
Receive me, dear Saviour, in glory, my home
Receive me, dear Saviour, in glory, my home
252
[What wondrous love is this, oh! my soul! oh! my soul]
What wondrous love is this, oh! my soul! oh! my soul!That caused the Lord of bliss,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.
253
[On Jordan's stormy banks I stand]
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
To see the righteous a marching home and the angels bid them come,
And Jesus stands a waiting, to welcome trav'lers home.
254
[Since man by sin has lost his God]
1
Since man by sin has lost his God,He seeks creation through;
And vainly strives for solid bliss,
In trying something new.
2
The new possessed like fading flowers,Soon loses its gay hue:
The bubble now no longer stays,
The soul wants something new
3
Now could we call all Europe ours,With India and Peru;
The mind would feel an aching void,
And still want something new.
4
But when we feel the power of Christ,All good in him we view;
The soul forsakes her vain pursuits,
In Christ finds something new.
5
The joy the dear Redeemer gives,Will bear a strict review
Nor need we ever change again
For Christ is always new
6
Come, sinners, then and seek the joysWhich Christ bids you pursue;
And keep the glorious theme in view,
In Christ seek something new
7
But soon a change awaits us all.Before the great review;
And at his feet with rapture fall,
And Heaven brings something new
255
[See how the wicked kingdom]
1
See how the wicked kingdomIs falling ev'ry day!
And still our blessed Jesus
Is winning souls away:
But O how I am tempted,
No mortal tongue can tell!
So often I'm surrounded
With enemies from hell.
2
With weeping and with praying,My Jesus I have found,
To crucify old nature,
And make his grace abound.
Dear children, don't be weary,
But march on in the way;
For Jesus will stand by you,
And be your guard and stay.
3
If sinners will serve Satan,And join with one accord,
Dear brethren, as for my part,
I'm bound to serve the Lord;
And if you will go with me,
Pray give to me your hand,
And we'll march on together,
Unto the promised land.
4
Through troubles and distresses,We'll make our way to God;
Though earth and hell oppose us,
We'll keep the heavenly road.
Our Jesus went before us,
And many sorrows bore,
And we who follow after,
Can never meet with more.
5
Thou dear to me, my brethren,Each one of you I find.
My duty now compels me
To leave you all behind:
But while the parting grieves us,
I humbly ask your prayers,
To bear me up in trouble,
And conquer all my fears.
6
And now, my loving brothers,I bid you all farewell!
With you my loving sisters,
I can no longer dwell.
Farewell to every mourner!
I hope the Lord you'll find,
To ease you of your burden,
And give you peace of mind
7
Farewell, poor careless sinners!I love you dearly well;
I've labour'd much to bring you
With Jesus Christ to dwell,
I now am bound to leave you—
O tell me, will you go?
But if you won't decide it,
I'll bid you all adieu!
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We'll bid farewell to sorrow,To sickness, care, and pain,
And mount aloft with Jesus
For evermore to reign;
We'll join to sing his praises
Above the ethereal blue,
And then, poor careless sinners
What will become of you?
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[I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay]
1.
I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay,And pensively stood by the tomb,
When in a low whisper I heard something say,
How sweetly I sleep here alone!
2.
The tempest may howl, and the loud thunder roar,And gathering storms may arise,
Yet calm is my feeling, at rest is my soul,
The tears are all wiped from my eyes.
3.
The cause of my Master compell'd me from home,I bade my companions farewell;
I blest my dear children, who now for me mourn—
In far distant regions they dwell.
4.
I wander'd an exile and stranger from home,No kindred or relative nigh;
I met the contagion, and sank to the tomb,
My soul flew to mansions on high.
5.
Oh tell my companion and children most dear,To weep not for me now I'm gone;
The same hand that led me through scenes most severe,
Has kindly assisted me home.
6.
And there is a crown that doth glitter and shine,That I shall for evermore wear:
Then turn to the Saviour, his love's all divine
All you that would dwell with me there.
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[Thou art gone to the grave—but we will not deplore thee]
[1]
Thou art gone to the grave—but we will not deplore thee,Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb;
The Saviour has pass'd through its portals before thee,
And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom.
2
Thou art gone to the grave—we no longer behold thee,Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side;
But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee
And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died.
3
Thou art gone to the grave—and thy cradle's forsaken.With us thy fond spirit did not tarry long,
But the sunshine of heaven beam'd bright on thy waking,
And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim's song.
4
Thou art gone to the grave, but 'twere wrong to deplore thee,When God was thy ransom, and guardian, and guide,
He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will restore thee,
Where death hath no sting, since the Saviour hath died
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[Our bondage it shall end, by and by, by and by]
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 threescore years and ten,
And vast glory crown the day, by and by
3
Though our enemies are strong, we'll go onThough our hearts dissolve with fear,
Lo, Sinai's God is near,
While the fiery pillar moves, we'll go on.
4
Though Marah has bitter streams, we'll go on;Though Baca's vale be dry,
And the land yield no supply;
To a land of corn and wine, we'll go on.
5
And when to Jordan's floods, we are come,Jehovah rules the tide,
And the waters he'll divide,
And the ransom'd host shall shout, we are come,
6
Then friends shall meet again, who have loved,Our embraces shall be sweet
At the dear Redeemer's feet,
When we meet to part no more, who have loved.
7
Then with all the happy throng, we'll rejoiceShouting glory to our King,
Till the vaults of heaven ring,
And through all eternity we'll rejoice
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[In the floods of tribulation]
[1]
In the floods of tribulation,While the billows o'er me roll,
Jesus whispers consolation,
And supports my fainting soul,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, praise the Lord,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, praise the Lord.
2
Thus the lion yields me honeyFrom the eater food is given,
Strengthen'd thus, I still press forward,
Singing as I wade to heaven:
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction,
And my sins are all forgiven. Sweet, &c.
3
Mid the gloom the vivid lightning,With increasing brightness play
Mid the thorn bright beauteous flowrets
Look more beautiful and gay.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the Lord. Hallelujah, &c.
4
So in darkest dispensationsDoth my faithful Lord appear,
With his richest consolations
To reanimate and cheer.
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction,
Thus to bring my Saviour near. Sweet, &c.
5
Floods of tribulations brighten,Billows still around me roar;
Those that know not Christ ye frighten,
But my soul defies your power.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the Lord. Hallelujah, &c.
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In the sacred page recorded;Thus the word securely stands,
Fear not, I'm in trouble near thee,
Nought shall pluck thee from my hands.
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction,
Every word my love demands. Sweet, &c.
7
All I meet I find assist me,In my path to heavenly joy;
Where the trials now attend me,
Trials never more annoy.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the Lord. Hallelujah, &c.
8
Wearing there a weight of glory,Still the path I'll near forget
But exulting cry it led me
To my blessed Saviour's feet.
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction,
Which has brought to Jesus' feet. Sweet, &c.
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[Columbia! Columbia! to glory arise]
1
Columbia! Columbia! to glory arise,The queen of the world, and the child of the skies,
Thy genius commands thee, with raptures behold,
While ages on ages thy splendours unfold:
Thy reign is the last and the noblest of time,
Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy clime;
Let crimes of the east ne'er encrimson thy name.
Be freedom, and science, and virtue thy fame.
2
To conquest and slaughter let Europe aspire,Whelm nations in blood, or wrap cities in fire;
Thy heroes the rights of mankind shall defend,
And triumph pursue them and glory attend.
A world is thy realm, for a world be thy laws,
Enlarged as thy empire, and just as thy cause;
On freedom's broad basis that empire shall rise,
Extend with the main, and dissolve with the skies.
3
Fair science her gate to thy sons shall unbar,And the east see thy morn hide the beams of her star;
New bards and new sages unrivall'd shall soar
To fame unextinguish'd, when time is no more.
To the last refuge of virtue design'd,
Shall fly from all nations, the best of mankind,
There, grateful to Heaven, with transport shall bring
Their incense, more fragrant than odours of spring.
4
Nor less shall thy fair ones to glory ascend,And genius and beauty in harmony blend;
Their graces of form shall awake pure desire,
And the charms of the soul still enliven the fire:
Their sweetness unmingled, their manners refined,
And virtue's bright image enstamp'd on the mind;
With peace and sweet rapture shall teach life to glow
And light up a smile in the aspect of wo
5
Thy fleets to all regions thy power shall displayThe nations admire, and the ocean obey;
Each shore to thy glory its tribute unfold,
And the east and the south yield their spices and gold,
As the day-spring unbounded thy splendours shall flow,
And earth's little kingdoms before thee shall bow,
While the ensigns of union in triumph unfurl'd,
Hush anarchy's sway, and give peace to the world.
6
Thus down a lone valley with cedars o'erspread,From the noise of the town I pensively stray'd,
The bloom from the face of fair heaven retired,
The wind ceas'd to murmur, the thunders expired
Perfumes, as of Eden, flow'd sweetly along,
And a voice, as of angels, enchantingly sung,
Columbia! Columbia! to glory arise,
The queen of the world, and the child of the skies.
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[Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound]
[1]
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound,Mine ears, attend the cry;
Ye living men, come view the ground
Where you must shortly lie.
2.
“Princes, this clay must be your bed,In spite of all your towers;
The tall, the wise, the reverend head
Must lie as low as ours”
3.
Great God, is this our certain doom?And are we still secure?
Still walking downward to the tomb,
And yet prepare no more!
4.
Grant us the power of quickening grace,To fit our souls to fly;
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.
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[Today, if you will hear his voice]
1.
Today, if you will hear his voice,Now is the time to make your choice;
Say, will you to Mount Zion go?
Say, will you have this Christ, or no?
Oh! turn, sinner, turn, may the Lord help you turn—
Oh! turn, sinner, turn, why will you die?
Oh! turn, sinner, turn, why will you die?
2.
Say, will you be for ever blest,And with this glorious Jesus rest?
Will you be saved from guilt and pain?
Will you with Christ for ever reign?
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
3.
Make now your choice, and halt no more;He now is waiting for the poor:
Say now, poor souls, what will you do?
Say, will you have this Christ, or no?
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
4.
Ye dear young men, for ruin bound,Amidst the Gospel's joyful sound,
Come, go with us, and seek to prove
The joys of Christ's redeeming love.
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
5.
Your sports, and all your glittering toys,Compared with our celestial joys,
Like momentary dreams appear:—
Come, go with us—your souls are dear.
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
6.
Young women, now we look to you,Are you resolved to perish too?
To rush in carnal pleasures on,
And sink in flaming ruin down?
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
7.
Then, dear young friends, a long farewell,We 're bound to heav'n, but you to hell.
Still God may hear us, while we pray,
And change you ere that burning day.
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
8.
Once more I ask you, in his name;(I know his love remains the same)
Say, will you to Mount Zion go?
Say, will you have this Christ, or no?
Oh! turn, sinner, &c.
9.
Come, you that love th' incarnate God,And feel redemption in his blood,
Let 's watch and pray, and onward move,
Till we shall meet in realms above.
Oh! turn sinner, &c.
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[Sometimes a light surprises]
1.
Sometimes a light surprisesThe Christian while he sings
It is the Lord who rises
With healing in his wings:
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.
2.
In holy contemplation,We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new:
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown tomorrow
Bring with it what it may.
3.
It can bring with it nothingBut he will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing
Will clothe his people too:
Beneath the spreading heavens,
No creature but is fed,
And he who feeds the ravens
Will give his children bread.
Though vine nor fig-tree neither
Its wonted fruit should bear,
Though all the fields should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there,
Yet God, the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice,
For while in him confiding
I cannot but rejoice
Its wonted fruit should bear,
Though all the fields should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there,
Yet God, the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice,
For while in him confiding
I cannot but rejoice
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[High o'er the hills the mountains rise]
[_]
This song was composed by the Author, in the fall of 1831, while travelling over the mountains, on French Broad River, in North Carolina and Tennessee.
1.
High o'er the hills the mountains rise,Their summits tower toward the skies;
But far above them I must dwell.
Or sink beneath the flames of hell.
2.
Oh, God! forbid that I should fallAnd lose my everlasting all;
But may I rise on wings of love,
And soar to the blest world above.
3.
Although I walk the mountains high,Ere long my body low must lie,
And in some lonesome place must rot,
And by the living be forgot.
4.
There it must lie till that great day,When Gabriel's awful trump shall say,
Arise, the judgment day is come,
When all must hear their final doom.
5.
If not prepared, then I must goDown to eternal pain and wo,
With devils there I must remain,
And never more return again.
6.
But if prepared, oh, blessed thought!I'll rise above the mountain's top,
And there remain for evermore
On Canaan's peaceful, happy shore.
7.
Oh! when I think of that blest world,Where all God's people dwell in love,
I oft-times long with them to be
And dwell in heaven eternally.
8.
Then will I sing God's praises there,Who brought me through my troubles here
I'll sing, and be forever blest,
Find sweet and everlasting rest.
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[Where are the Hebrew children]
1.
Where are the Hebrew children?Safe in the promised land:
Tho' the furnace flamed around them,
God while in their trouble found them;
He with love and mercy bound them,
Safe in the promised land.
2.
Where are the twelve apostles?Safe in the promised land:
They went thro' the flaming fire,
Trusting in the great Messiah,
Holy grace did raise them higher,
Safe in the promised land.
3.
Where are the holy martyrs?Safe in the promised land:
Those who wash'd their robes, and made them
White and spotless pure, and laid them
Where no earthly stain could fade them,
Safe in the promised land.
4.
Where are the holy Christians?Safe in the promised land:
There our souls will join the chorus,
Saints and angels sing before us,
While all heaven is beaming o'er us,
Safe in the promised land.
5.
By and by we'll go and meet them,Safe in the promised land:
There we'll sing and shout together,
There we'll sing and shout hosanna,
There we'll sing and shout forever,
Safe in the promised land.
6.
Glory to God Almighty,Who called us unto him,
Who are blind by sinful nature.
Who have sinned against our Maker,
Who did send his son to save us,
Safe in the promised land.
7.
Where is our blessed Saviour?Safe in the promised land:
He was scourged and crucified
He by Romans was derided,
Thus the Lord of glory died,
To raise our souls above.
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[If God is mine, then present things]
1.
If God is mine, then present things,And things to come, are mine;
Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit too,
And glory all divine.
2.
If he is mine, then from his love,He every trouble sends;
All things are working for my good,
And bliss his rod attends.
3.
If he is mine, I need not fearThe rage of earth and hell;
He will support my feeble frame,
Their utmost force repel.
4.
If he is mine, let friends forsake,—Let wealth and honours flee—
Sure he, who giveth me himself,
Is more than these to me.
5.
If he is mine, I'll boldly passThrough death's tremendous vale:
He is a solid comfort, when
All other comforts fail.
6.
Oh, tell me, Lord! that thou art mine;What can I wish beside?
My soul shall at the fountain live,
When all the streams are dried.
[Let party names no more]
1.
Let party names no moreThe Christian world o'erspread;
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free,
Are one in Christ their Head.
2.
Among the saints on earth,Let mutual love be found;
Heirs of the same inheritance,
With mutual blessings crown'd.
3.
Let envy, child of hell!Be banish'd far away:
Those should in strictest friendship dwell
Who the same Lord obey.
4.
Thus will the church belowResemble that above;
Where streams of pleasure ever flow,
And every heart is love.
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[In evil long I took delight]
1.
In evil long I took delight,Unaw'd by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopp'd my wild career.
I saw one hanging on a tree
In agonies and blood,
Who fix'd his languid eyes on me,
As near his cross I stood.
2.
Sure never to my latest breathCan I forget that look;
It seem'd to charge me with his death,
Though not a word he spoke.
My conscience felt and own'd the guilt,
And plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood had spilt,
And help'd to nail him there.
3.
Alas! I knew not what I did;But now my tears are vain:
Where shall my trembling soul be hid?
For I the Lord have slain.
A second look he gave, which said,
“I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid,
I'll die that thou may'st live.”
4.
Thus, while his death my sin displaysIn all its blackest hue;
(Such is the mystery of grace,)
It seals my pardon too.
With pleasing grief and mournful joy
My spirit now is fill'd,
That I should such a life destroy,
Yet live by him I kill'd.
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[Let me go to my home in the far distant west]
1.
Let me go to my home in the far distant west,To the scenes of my childhood, in innocence blest,
Where the tall cedars wave, and the bright waters flow,
Where my fathers repose, let me go, let me go,
Where my fathers repose, oh! there let me go.
2.
Let me go to the spot where the cataracts play,Where I often have sported in boyhood's bright day,
And there greet my fond mother whose heart will o'erflow
At the sight of her child, let me go, let me go,
At the sight of her child, oh! there let me go.
3.
Let me go to my sire, by whose battle-scarr'd sideI have sported so oft in the noon of my pride,
And exulted to conquer the insolent foe;
To my father, the chief, let me go, let me go,
To my father, the chief, oh! there let me go.
4.
And, oh! do let me go to my flashing eyed maid,Who hath taught me to love 'neath the green willow's shade;
Whose heart like the fawn leaps, and is pure as the snow:
To the bosom I love, let me go, let me go,
To the bosom I love, oh! there let me go.
5.
And, oh! do let me go to my wild forest home,No more from its life-cheering fond pleasures to roam
'Neath the grove of the glen let my ashes lie low,
To my home in the wood let me go, let me go
To my home in the wood, oh! there let me go
This song, it is said, was composed by the son of a chief of one of the western tribes, who was sent to the City of Washington to make a treaty with the United States, which treaty we delayed for a while by some unavoidable circumstances.
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[The glorious light of Zion Is spreading all around]
1.
The glorious light of ZionIs spreading all around,
And sinners now are heark'ning
Unto the gospel sound:
To see the saints in glory,
And the angels stand inviting,
The angels stand inviting,
to welcome pilgrims home.
to welcome pilgrims home.
2.
The standard of King JesusTriumphant doth arise,
And mourners crowd around it,
With bitter groans and cries.
To see the saints in glory, &c.
3.
The suffering, bleeding Saviour,Who died on Calvary.
Is now proclaim'd to sinners
To set the guilty free;
To see the saints in glory, &c.
4.
And while the glorious messageWas circulating round,
Some souls, exposed to ruin,
Redeeming love have found.
To see the saints in glory, &c.
5.
And of that favour'd number,I hope that I am one;
And Christ, I trust, will finish
The work he has begun;
To see the saints in glory, &c.
6.
He'll perfect it in righteousness,And I shall ever be
A monument of mercy,
To all eternity.
To see the saints in glory, &c.
7.
I am but a young convert,Who lately did enlist
A soldier under Jesus,
My Prophet, King, and Priest;
To see the saints in glory, &c.
8.
I have received my bounty,Likewise my martial dress,
A ring of love and favour,
A robe of righteousness.
To see the saints in glory, &c.
9.
Now down into the waterWill we young converts go;
There went our Lord and Master
When he was here below;
To see the saints in glory, &c.
10.
We lay our sinful bodiesBeneath the yielding wave,
An emblem of the Saviour,
When he lay in the grave.
To see the saints in glory, &c.
11.
Poor sinners, think what JesusHas done for you and me:
Behold his mangled body
Hung tortured on the tree!
To see the saints in glory, &c.
12.
His hands, his feet, his bleeding sideTo you he doth display;—
Oh! tell me, brother sinner,
How can you stay away?
To see the saints in glory, &c.
13.
Come, all you elder brethrenYe soldiers of the cross;
Who, for the sake of Jesus,
Have counted all things loss.—
To see the saints in glory, &c.
14.
Come pray for us, young convertsThat we may travel on,
And meet you all in glory
Where our Redeemer's gone.
To see the saints in glory, &c.
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[Let ev'ry mortal car attend]
1.
Let ev'ry mortal car attend,And ev'ry heart rejoice,
The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
2.
Ho, all ye hungry starving souls,That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind;
3.
Eternal wisdom has preparedA soul reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4.
Ho, ye that pant for living streams,And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
5.
Rivers of love and mercy hereIn a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
6.
Ye perishing and naked poor,Who work with mighty pain
To weave a garment of your own
That will not hide your sin;
7.
Come, naked, and adorn your soulsIn robes prepared by God,
Wrought by the labours of his Son,
And dyed in his own blood.
8.
Dear God, the treasures of thy loveAre everlasting mines,
Deep as our helpless mis'ries are,
And boundless as our sins.
9.
The happy gates of gospel graceStand open night and day,
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
[I love the volume of thy word]
1.
I love the volume of thy word;What light and joy these leaves afford,
To souls benighted and distrest,
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,
Thy promise leads my heart to rest.
2.
Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes,And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord.
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,
And give a free and large reward.
272
[My God, my life, my love]
1.
My God, my life, my love,To thee, to thee I call,
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2.
Thy shining grace can cheerThis dungeon where I dwell;
'Tis paradise when thou art here,
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3.
The smilings of thy face,How amiable they are!
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4.
To thee, and thee alone,The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5.
Not all the harps aboveCan make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6.
Nor earth, nor all the skyCan one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7.
Thou art the sea of love,Where all my pleasures roll,
The circle where my passions move,
And centre of my soul.
8.
To thee my spirits flyWith infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus raise me higher.
273
[How beauteous are their feet]
1.
How beauteous are their feetWho stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
How charming is their voice!
How sweet the tidings are!
‘Zion, behold thy Saviour King,
He reigns and triumphs here.
2.
How happy are our earsThat hear this joyful sound
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
How blessed are our eyes
That see this heavenly light
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
3.
The watchmen join their voice,And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
274
[Father, Son, and Holy Ghost]
1.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,One in three, and three in one,
As by the celestial host,
Let thy will on earth be done;
Praise by all to thee be given,
Gracious Lord of earth and heaven!
2.
Vilest of the sinful race,Lo! I answer to thy call:
Meanest vessel of thy grace,
Grace, divinely free for all;
Lo! I come to do thy will,
All thy counsel to fulfil.
3.
If so poor a worm as IMay to thy great glory live,
All my actions sanctify,
All my words and thoughts receive;
Claim me for thy service, claim
All I have, and all I am.
4.
Take my soul and body's powers,Take my memory, mind, and will:
All my goods, and all my hours,
All I know, and all I feel;
All I think, or speak, or do;
Take my heart, but make it new!
5.
Now, my God, thine own I am,Now I give thee back thine own:
Freedom, friends, and health, and fame
Consecrate to thee alone:
Thine I live, thrice happy I!
Happier still if thine I die.
6.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,One in three, and three in one
As by the celestial host,
Let thy will on earth be done.
Praise by all to thee be given,
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.
275
[Rock of Ages, shelter me]
1.
Rock of Ages, shelter me!Let me hide myself in thee!
Let the water and the blood,
From thy wounded side which flow'd,
Be of sin the double cure;
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
2.
Not the labor of my handsCan fulfil thy law's demands:
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow
All for sin could not atone:
Thou must save, and thou alone.
3.
Nothing in my hand I bring,Simply to thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress;
Helpless, look to thee for grace:
Black, I to the fountain fly,
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
4.
While I draw this fleeting breath,When my eye-strings break in death
When I soar to worlds unknown.
See thee on thy judgment throne.
Rock of Ages, shelter me!
Let me hide myself in thee!
276
[My God, my portion, and my love]
1.
My God, my portion, and my love,My ever lasting all,
I've none but thee in heaven above,
Or on this earthly ball.
2.
What empty things are all the skies,And this inferior clod!
There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.
3.
In vain the bright, the burning sunScatters his feeble light;
'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon;
If thou withdraw 'tis night.
4.
And whilst upon my restless bed,Amongst the shades I roll,
If my Redeemer shows his head,
'Tis morning with my soul.
5.
To thee I owe my wealth, and friends,And health, and safe abode;
Thanks to thy name for meaner things,
But they are not my God.
6.
How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth,If once compared to thee;
Or what 's my safety, or my health,
Or all my friends to me?
7.
Were I possessor of the earth,And call'd the stars my own,
Without thy graces and thyself
I were a wretch undone.
8.
Let others stretch their arms like seas,And grasp in all the shore,
Grant me the visits of thy face,
And I desire no more.
[Why do we mourn departing friends]
1.
Why do we mourn departing friends?Or shake at death's alarms?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to his arms.
2.
Are we not tending upward tooAs fast as time can move?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow,
To keep us from our love.
3.
Why should we tremble to conveyTheir bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.
4.
The graves of all his saints he bless'd,And soften'd ev'ry bed;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with their dying Head?
5.
Thence he arose, ascended high,And show'd our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our souls shall fly
At the great rising day
6.
Then let the last loud trumpet sound.And bid our kindred rise
Awake, ye nations underground.
Ye saints, ascend the skies
277
[How precious, Lord, thy sacred word]
1.
How precious, Lord, thy sacred word,What light and joy those leaves afford,
To souls in deep distress;
Thy precepts guide our doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids our feet to stray,
Thy promise leads to rest.
2.
Thy threat'nings wake our slumb'ring eyes,And warn us where our danger lies,
But 'tis thy gospel, Lord.
That makes the guilty conscience clean,
Converts the soul and conquers sin,
And gives a free reward.
278
[Ye nations of the earth, rejoice]
1.
Ye nations of the earth, rejoiceBefore the Lord, your sov'reign King;
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice,
With all your tongues his glory sing.
2.
The Lord is God; 'tis he aloneDoth life, and breath, and being give;
We are his work, and not our own,
The sheep that on his pastures, live.
3.
Enter his gates with songs of joy,With praises to his courts repair,
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.
4.
The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;Great is his grace, his mercy sure;
And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
[On the mountain's top appearing]
1.
On the mountain's top appearing,Lo! the sacred herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion bearing,
Zion long in hostile lands
Mourning captive, God himself shall loose thy bands.
2.
Lo! thy sun is ris'n in glory,God himself appears thy friend,
All thy foes shall flee before thee,
Here thy boasted triumphs end;
Great deliv'rance Zion's king vouchsafes to send.
2.
Enemies no more shall trouble,All thy wrongs shall be redress'd,
For thy shame thou shalt have double,
In thy Maker's favor blest;
All thy conflicts end in an eternal rest.
279
[There is a land of pure delight]
1.
There is a land of pure delight,Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2.
There everlasting spring abides,And never with'ring flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3.
Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,Stand dress'd in living green:
So the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.
4.
But timorous mortals start and shrinkTo cross this narrow sea,
And linger, shivering, on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
5.
Oh! could we make our doubts remove,Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes.
6.
Could we but climb where Moses stood,And view the landscape o'er;
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood
Should fright us from the shore.
[Ye trembling captives hear]
1.
Ye trembling captives hear!The gospel trumpet sounds,
No music more can charm the ear,
Or heal thy heartfelt wounds.
2.
'Tis not the trump of war,Nor Sinai's awful roar,
Salvation's news it spreads afar,
And vengeance is no more.
280
[Come, sound his name abroad]
1.
Come, sound his name abroad,And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov'reign God,
The universal King.
2.
He form'd 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 form'd us by his word.
4.
To-day attend his voice,Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
5.
But if your ears refuseThe language of his grace,
And hearts grow hard like stubborn Jews,
That unbelieving race;
5.
The Lord, in vengeance drest,Will lift his hand and swear,
“You that despise my promised rest
Shall have no portion there.”
[To God our voices let us raise]
1.
To God our voices let us raise,And loudly chant the joyful strain;
That rock of strength oh let us praise!
Whence free salvation we obtain.
2.
Let all who now his goodness feel,Come near and worship at his throne
Before the Lord, their Maker, kneel,
And bow in adoration down.
281
[And am I born to die]
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 for got!
3.
Soon as from earth I go,What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or wo
Must then my portion be:
4.
Waked by the trumpet's sound,I from my grave shall rise!
And see the Judge with glory crown'd,
And see the flaming skies!
5.
How shall I leave my tomb?With triumph or regret?
A fearful, or a joyful doom,
A curse, or blessing meet?
6.
Will angel bands conveyTheir brother to the bar?
Or devils drag my soul away,
To meet its sentence there?
7.
Who can resolve the doubtThat tears my anxious breast?
Shall I be with the damn'd cast out,
Or number'd with the bless'd?
8.
I must from God be driven,Or with my Saviour dwell;
Must come at his command to heaven,
Or else—depart to hell.
[Joy to the world, the Lord is come]
1.
Joy to the world, the Lord is come,Let earth receive her king,
Let ev'ry heart prepare his room,
And heaven and nature sing.
2.
Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns,Let men their songs employ,
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.
282
[How pleased and blest was I]
1.
How pleased and blest was I,To hear the people cry,
“Come, let us seek our God to-day;”
Yes, with a cheerful zeal,
We haste to Zion's hill,
And there our vows and honours pay, And there our vows and honours pay.
Yes with a cheerful zeal, &c.
2.
Zion, thrice happy place,Adorn'd with wondrous grace,
And walls of strength embrace thee round
In thee our tribes appear,
To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.
3.
There David's greater SonHas fix'd his royal throne:
He sits for grace and judgment there
He bids the saint be glad,
He makes the sinner sad,
And humble souls rejoice with fear
4.
May peace attend thy gate,And joy within thee wait,
To bless the soul of ev'ry guest;
The man that seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase.
A thousand blessings on him rest!
5.
My tongue repeats her vows,“Peace to this sacred house!”
For here my friends and kindred dwell;
And since my glorious God
Makes thee his blast abode.
My soul shall ever serve thee well.
283
[How long, dear Jesus, oh! how long]
How long, dear Jesus, oh! how longShall that bright hour delay;
Fly swiftly round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the promised day.
284
[Shall wisdom cry aloud]
1.
Shall wisdom cry aloud,And not her speech be heard?
The voice of God's eternal Word,
Deserves it no regard?
2.
“I was his chief delight,His everlasting Son,
Before the first of all his works,
Creation was begun.
3.
“Before the flying clouds,Before the solid land,
Before the fields, before the floods,
I dwelt at his right hand.
4.
“When he adorn'd the skies,And built them, I was there
To order when the sun should rise,
And marshal ev'ry star
5.
“When he pour'd out the sea,And spread the flowing deep,
I gave the flood a firm decree
In its own bounds to keep.
6.
“Upon the empty airThe earth was balanced well;
With joy I saw the mansion where
The sons of men should dwell.
7.
“My busy thoughts at firstOn their salvation ran,
Ere sin was born, or Adam's dust
Was fashion'd to a man.
8.
“Then come, receive my grace,Ye children, and be wise;
Happy the man that keeps my ways;
The man that shuns them dies.”
[Give me the wings of faith, to rise]
1.
Give me the wings of faith, to riseWithin the veil, and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.
2.
Once they were mourning here below,And wet their couch with tears;
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins and doubts and fears.
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[And must I be to judgment brought]
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 heartShall 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 power 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 thy bar appear
[How sweet the melting lay]
1.
How sweet the melting layWhich breaks upon the ear,
When, at the hour of rising day,
Christians unite in prayer.
2.
The breezes waft their criesUp to Jehovah's throne;
He listens to their heaving sighs,
And sends his blessing down.
3.
So Jesus rose to prayBefore the morning light.
Or on the chilling mount did stay,
And wrestle all the night
4.
Glory to God on high,Who sends his blessings down,
To rescue souls condemn'd to die,
And make his people one.
286
[My God, my life, my love]
1.
My God, my life, my love,To thee, to thee I call,
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2.
Thy shining grace can cheerThis dungeon where I dwell;
'Tis paradise when thou art here
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3.
The smilings of thy face,How amiable they are!
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4.
To thee, and thee alone,The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5.
Not all the harps aboveCan make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6.
Nor earth, nor all the skyCan one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7.
Thou art the sea of love,Where all my pleasures roll,
The circle where my passions move
And centre of my soul.
8.
To thee my spirits flyWith infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.
287
[How pleasant, how divinely fair]
1.
How pleasant, how divinely fair,Oh! Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints.
2.
My flesh would rest in thine abode,My panting heart cries out for God;
My God! my King! why should I be
So far from all my joys and thee!
3.
The sparrow chooses where to rest,And for her young provides her nest;
But will my God to sparrows grant
That pleasure which his children want?
4.
Blest are the saints who sit on high,Around thy throne of majesty;
Thy brightest glories shine above,
And all their work is praise and love.
5.
Blest are the souls that find a placeWithin the temple of thy grace;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.
6.
Blest are the men whose hearts are setTo find the way to Zion's gate;
God is their strength, and through the road
They lean upon their helper, God.
7.
Cheerful they walk with growing strength,Till all shall meet in heaven at length,
Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there
288
[Thus far the Lord has led me on]
1.
Thus far the Lord has led me on,Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days,
And ev'ry evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2.
Much of my time has run to waste,And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,
He gives me strength for days to come
3.
I lay my body down to sleep,Peace is the pillow for my head,
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.
4.
In vain the sons of earth or hellTell me a thousand frightful things;
My God in safety makes me dwell
Beneath the shadow of his wings.
5.
Thus when the night of death shall come,My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse the tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.
[Life is the time to serve the Lord]
1.
Life is the time to serve the Lord,The time t'ensure 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'nTo 'scape from hell, and fly to heaven;
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.
3.
The living know that they must die,But all the dead forgotten lie,
Their memory and their sense is gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown
4.
Their hatred and their love is lost,Their envy buried in the dust;
They have no share in all that's done
Beneath the circuit of the sun.
5.
Then what my thoughts design to do,My hands with all your might pursue,
Since no device, nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.
6.
There are no acts of pardon pastIn the cold grave to which we haste.
But darkness, death, and long despair
Reign in eternal silence there
289
[Come ye who know the Lord indeed]
1.
Come ye who know the Lord indeed,Who are from sin and bondage freed,
Submit to all the ways of God
And walk the narrow happy road.
2.
Great tribulation you shall meet,But soon shall walk the golden street;
Though hell may rage and vent her spite,
Yet Christ will save his heart's delight.
3.
That awful day will soon appear,When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear
Sound through the earth, yea down to hell,
To call the nations great and small.
4.
To see the earth in burning flames,The trumpet louder here proclaims,
“The world shall hear and know her doom,
The separation now is come.”
5.
Behold the righteous marching home,And all the angels bid them come;
While Christ, the judge, with joy proclaims,
“Here come my saints, I'll own their names
6.
“Ye everlasting doors fly wide,Make ready to receive my bride;
Ye trumps of heaven proclaim abroad,
Here comes the purchase of my blood.”
7.
In grandeur see the royal lineIn glitt'ring robes the sun outshine;
See saints and angels join in one
And march in splendour to the throne
8.
They stand and wonder, and look on—They join in one eternal song,
Their great Redeemer to admire,
While raptures set tho' souls on fire
290
[Oh! thou, whose tender mercy hears]
1.
Oh! thou, whose tender mercy hearsContrition's humble sigh;
Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears
From sorrow's weeping eye.
2.
See, low before thy throne of grace,A wretched wand'rer mourn;
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
Hast thou not said—return?
3.
And shall my guilty fears prevailTo drive me from thy feet?
Oh! let not this dear refuge fail,
This only safe retreat.
4.
Absent from thee, my Guide, my Light,Without one cheering ray;
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How desolate my way!
5.
Oh! shine on this benighted heart,With beams of mercy shine!
And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joys divine.
[My dearest, lovely, native land]
My dearest, lovely, native land,Where peace and pleasure grow,
Where joy, with fairest softest hand,
Wipes off the tear of woe;
Thy Sabbath's laws, and happy shores,
And names I love them well,
And looking o'er those richest stores,
How can I say farewell?
291
['Tis by the faith of joys to come]
1.
'Tis by the faith of joys to comeWe walk through deserts dark as night,
Till we arrive at heaven our home,
Faith is our guide, and faith our light.
2.
The want of sight she well supplies;She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she pries,
And brings eternal glories near.
3.
Cheerful we tread the desert through,While faith inspires a heavenly ray,
Though lions roar and tempests blow
And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4.
So Abraham, by divine command,Left his own house to walk with God;
His faith beheld the promised land,
And fired his zeal along the road.
[Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear]
1.
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hearMy voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye.
2.
Thou art a God, before whose sightThe wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
3.
But to thy house will I resort,To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
4.
O may thy spirit guide my feetIn ways of righteousness;
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
292
[Jesus, I my cross have taken]
1.
Jesus, I my cross have taken,All to leave and follow thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be:
Let the world neglect and leave me,
They have left my Saviour too:
Human hopes have oft deceived me,
Thou art faithful, thou art true.
2.
Perish earthly fame and treasure,Come disaster, scorn and pain,
In thy service pain is pleasure,
With thy favour loss is gain:
Oh! 'tis not in grief to harm me,
While thy bleeding love I see:
Oh! 'tis not in joy to charm me.
When that love is hid from me
293
[His hoary frost, his fleecy snow]
His hoary frost, his fleecy snow,Descend and clothe the ground,
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound
[When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies]
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.
Chorus.
—This world is not my home,This world is not my home,
This world's a wilderness of woe,
But heaven is my home.
2.
Should earth against my soul engage.And fiery darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world
3.
Let cares like a wild deluge come,And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.
4.
There I shall bathe my weary soulIn seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
5.
When we've been there ten thousand years,Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise.
Than when we first begun.
294
[Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish]
1.
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish:Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
2.
Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure.
3.
Here see the bread of life; see waters flowingForth from the throne of God, pure from above:
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove
295
[This life's a dream, an empty show]
This life's a dream, an empty show,But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere;
When shall I wake, when shall I wake and find me there.
296
[Let every creature join]
1.
Let every creature joinTo praise th' eternal God;
Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin,
And sound his name abroad.
Thou sun with golden beams,
And moon with paler rays,
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.
2.
He built those worlds above,And fix'd their wond'rous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And ever speak his name.
Ye vapours, when ye rise,
Or fall in showers or snow,
Ye thunders murm'ring round the skies,
His power and glory show.
3.
Wind, hail, and flashing fire,Agree to praise the Lord,
When ye in dreadful storms conspire
To execute his word.
By all his works above
His honours be exprest;
But saints that taste his saving love
Should sing his praises best.
PAUSE I.
4.
Let earth and ocean knowThey owe their Maker praise;
Praise him, ye watery worlds below,
And monsters of the seas.
From mountains near the sky
Let his high praise resound,
From humble shrubs and cedars high,
And vales and fields around.
5.
Ye lions of the wood,And tamer beasts that graze,
Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praise.
Ye birds of lofty wing,
On high his praises bear;
Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing
Your Maker's glory there.
6.
Ye creeping ants and worms,His various wisdom show,
And flies, in all your shining swarms,
Praise him that dress'd you so.
By all the earth-born race
His honours be exprest:
But saints that know his heavenly grace
Should learn to praise him best.
PAUSE II.
7.
Monarchs of wide command,Praise ye th' eternal King;
Judges, adore that sovereign hand
Whence all your honours spring.
Let vigorous youth engage
To sound his praises high;
While growing babes, and withering age,
Their feebler voices try.
8.
United zeal be shownHis wond'rous fame to raise;
God is the Lord: his name alone
Deserves our endless praise.
Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him best;
But saints that dwell so near his heart
Should sing his praises best.
298
[How sweet to reflect on the joys that await me]
1.
How sweet to reflect on the joys that await meIn yon blissful region, the haven of rest,
Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet me,
And lead me to mansions prepared for the blest;
Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded,
My happiness perfect, my mind's sky unclouded,
I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded,
And range with delight through the Eden of love.
2.
While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial,Harmoniously join in the concert of praise,
The saints, as they flock from the regions terrestrial,
In loud hallelujah their voices will raise;
Then songs to the Lamb shall reecho through heaven,
My soul will respond, to Immanuel be given
All glory, all honour, all might and dominion,
Who brought us, through grace to the Eden of love.
3.
Then hail, blessed state! hail, ye songsters of glory!Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above,
And join your full choir in rehearsing the story,
Salvation from sorrow through Jesus's love;
Though prison'd in earth, yet by anticipation
Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation
Of joys that await me when freed from probation
My heart's now in heaven the Eden of love.
299
[All hail the power of Jesus' name]
1.
All hail the power of Jesus' name!Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
2.
Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,Who from his altar call;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all.
3.
Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,A remnant weak and small.
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
4.
Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forgetThe wormwood and the gall;
Go—spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
5.
Babes, men, and sires, who know his love.Who feel your sin and thrall,
Now join with all the hosts above,
And crown him Lord of all.
6.
Let every kindred, every tribe,On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.
7.
Oh that, with yonder sacred throng,We at his feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.
300
[Oh! for a closer walk with God]
1.
Oh! for a closer walk with God,A calm and heavenly frame;
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!
2.
Where is the blessedness I knewWhen first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?
3.
What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd?How sweet their memory still!
But now I find an aching void
The world can never fill.
4.
Return, oh 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.
[Come, happy souls, approach your God]
1.
Come, happy souls, approach your GodWith new melodious songs;
Come, tender to Almighty grace
The tributes of your tongues.
2.
So strange, so boundless was the loveThat pitied dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son
To give them life again.
3.
Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'dWith a revenging rod:
No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God
4.
But all was mercy, all was mild,And wrath forsook the throne,
When Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.
5.
Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds,And wipe your sorrows dry;
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name,
And you shall never die.
6.
See, dearest Lord, our willing soulsAccept thine offer'd grace,
We bless the great Redeemer's love.
And give the Father praise
301
[Hark! listen to the trumpeters]
1.
Hark! listen to the trumpeters!They sound for volunteers!
On Zion's bright and flow'ry mount
Behold the officers—
Their horses white, their garments bright
With crown and bow they stand,
Enlisting soldiers for their King,
To march for Canaan's land.
2.
It sets my heart all in a flame;A soldier I will be;
I will enlist, gird on my arms,
And fight for liberty.
They want no cowards in their band,
(They will their colours fly,)
But call for valiant-hearted men,
Who're not afraid to die.
3.
The armies now are in parade,How martial they appear!
All arm'd and dress'd in uniform,
They look like men of war:
They follow their great General,
The great Eternal Lamb
His garments stain'd with his own blood,
King Jesus is his name.
4.
The trumpet sounds, the armies shout,And drive the hosts of hell;
How dreadful is our God in arms!
The great Immanuel!—
Sinners, enlist with Jesus Christ
Th' eternal Son of God,
And march with us to Canaan's land,
Beyond the swelling flood.
5.
There is a green and flow'ry field,Where fruits immortal grow;
There, clothed in white, the angels bright
Our great Redeemer know.
We'll shout and sing for evermore
In that eternal world;
But Satan and his armies too,
Shall down to hell be hurl'd.
6.
Hold up your heads, ye soldiers bold,Redemption 's drawing nigh
We soon shall hear the trumpet sound
'T will shake both earth and sky;
In fiery chariots then we'll fly.
And leave the world on fire
And meet around the starry throne
To tune th' immortal lyre.
302
[Jerusalem, my happy home]
1.
Jerusalem, my happy home,Oh! how I long for thee!
When will my sorrows have an end,
Thy joys when shall I see?
Home, sweet home, my long sought home,
My home in heaven above.
My home in heaven above.
2.
Thy walls are all of precious stone,Most glorious to behold!
Thy gates are richly set with pearl,
Thy streets are paved with gold.
Home, sweet home, my long sought home,
My home in heaven above.
My home in heaven above.
3.
Thy gardens and thy pleasant greens,My study long have been;
Such sparkling light, by human sight,
Has never yet been seen.
Home, sweet home, &c.
4.
If heaven be thus glorious, Lord,Why should I stay from thence:
What folly 't is that I should dread
To die and go from hence!
5.
Reach down, reach down thine arm of grace,And cause me to ascend,
Where congregations ne'er break up,
And sabbathe never end.
6.
Jesus, my love, to glory 's gone;Him will I go and see;
And all my brethren here below
Will soon come after me.
7.
My friends, I bid you all adieu!I leave you in God's care;
And if I never more see you,
Go on,—I'll meet you there.
Home, sweet home, &c.
Home, sweet home, &c.
8.
There we shall meet and no more part,And heaven shall ring with praise;
While Jesus' love, in every heart,
Shall tune the song free grace.
9.
And if our fellowship belowIn Jesus be so sweet,
What heights of rapture shall we know
When round the throne we meet!
10.
Millions of years around may run—Our songs shall still go on,
To praise the Father and the Son.
And Spirit,—Three in One.
Home, sweet home, &c.
303
[Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched]
1.
Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched,Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and pow'r;
He is able, He is able, He is willing, Doubt no more.
2.
Ho! ye thirsty, come and welcome,God's free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings us nigh,
Without money, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy.
3.
Let not conscience make you linger,Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth,
Is to feel your need of him;
This he gives you, This he gives you; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.
4.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,Lost and ruin'd 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.
View him prostrate in the garden;On the ground your Saviour lies!
On the bloody tree behold him;
Hear him cry, before he dies,
“It is finished!”
Sinners, will not this suffice?
6.
Lo! th' incarnate God, ascending,Pleads the merit of his blood:
Venture on him, venture wholly,
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 sing the same.
304
[What's this that in my soul is rising?]
1.
What's this that in my soul is rising?Is it grace? Is it grace?
Which makes me keep for mercy crying,
Is it grace? Is it grace?
This work that's in my soul begun,
It makes me strive all sin to shun,
It plants my soul beneath the sun,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
2.
Great God of love, I can but wonder,Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
Though I've no price at all to tender,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
Though mercy's free, our God is just,
And if a soul should ere be lost,
This will torment the sinner most,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
3.
Swell, O swell the heavenly chorus,Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
The devil's kingdom falls before us,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
Sinners, repent, inquire the road
That leads to glory and to God,
Come, wash in Christ's atoning blood,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
4.
This truth through all our life shall cheer us,Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
And through the vale of death shall bear us,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
And when to Jordan's banks we come,
And cross the raging billow's foam,
We'll sing, when safely landed home,
Mercy's free! Mercy's free!
305
[Shed not a tear o'er your friend's early bier]
1.
Shed not a tear o'er your friend's early bier,When I am gone, when I am gone:
Smile when the slow-tolling bell you shall hear,
When I am gone, when I am gone.
Weep not for me as you stand round my grave,
Think who has died his beloved to save,
Think of the crown all the ransom'd shall wear,
When I am gone, I am gone.
2.
Shed not a tear as you all kneel in prayer,When I am gone, when I am gone:
Sing a sweet song when my grave you shall see,
When I am gone, when I am gone.
Sing to the Lamb who on earth once was slain,
Sing to the Lamb who in heaven doth reign,
Sing till the earth shall be fill'd with his name,
When I am gone, I am gone.
3.
Plant you a rose that shall bloom o'er my grave,When I am gone, when I am gone:
Sing a sweet song, such as angels may have,
When I am gone, when I am gone.
Praise ye the Lord that I'm freed from all care,
Pray ye the Lord that my joys you shall share,
Look up on high and believe that I'm there,
When I am gone, I am gone.
306
[What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame]
1.
What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame!Is it death? is it death?
That soon will quench, will quench this mortal flame.
Is it death? is it death?
If this be death, I soon shall be
From ev'ry pain and sorrow free,
I shall the King of glory see.
All is well! All is well!
2.
Weep not, my friends, my friends weep not for me,All is well! All is well!
My sins forgiv'n, forgiv'n, and I am free,
All is well! All is well!
There's not a cloud that doth arise,
To hide my Jesus from my eyes,
I soon shall mount the upper skies.
All is well! All is well!
3.
Tune, tune your harps, your harps, yo saints on high,All is well, All is well!
I too will strike my harp with equal joy,
All is well, All is well!
Bright angels are from glory come,
They're round my bed, they're in my room,
They wait to waft my spirit home.
All is well, All is well!
4.
Hark! hark! my Lord, my Lord and Master's voice,Calls away, Calls away!
I soon shall see—enjoy my happy choice,
Why delay, Why delay!
Farewell, my friends, adieu, adieu,
I can no longer stay with you,
My glittering crown appears in view.
All is well, All is well
5.
Hail! hail! all hail! all hail! ye blood-wash'd throng,Saved by grace, Saved by grace—
I come to join, to join your rapturous song,
Saved by grace, Saved by grace
All, all is peace and joy divine,
And heaven and glory now are mine
Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb!
All is well, All is well
307
[Hasten, Lord, the glorious time]
1.
Hasten, Lord, the glorious time,When, beneath Messiah's sway,
Ev'ry nation, ev'ry clime
Shall the gospel call obey.
Mightiest kings his pow'r shall own,
Heathen tribes his name adore;
Satan and his host, o'erthrown,
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more.
2.
Then shall wars and tumults cease,Then be banish'd grief and pain;
Righteousness and joy and peace
Undisturbed shall ever reign.
Bless we, then, our gracious Lord,
Ever praise his glorious name,
All his mighty acts record,
All his wondrous love proclaim.
308
[When converts first begin to sing]
1.
When converts first begin to sing,Wonder, wonder, wonder,
Their happy souls are on the wing,
Glory, hallelujah.
Their theme is all redeeming love—
Glory, hallelujah!
Fain would they be with Christ above,
Sing glory, hallelujah!
2.
They wonder why old saints don't sing,Wonder, wonder, wonder;
And make God's earthly temples ring,
Glory, hallelujah!
They view themselves upon the shore—
Glory, hallellujah!
And think the battle all is o'er,
Sing, glory, hallelujah!
3.
The Bible now appears so plain,Wonder, wonder, wonder,
They wonder they should read in vain,
Glory, hallelujah!
The air is all perfumed with love,
Glory hallelujah!
And earth appears like heav'n above.
Sing, glory, hallelujah!
309
[How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me]
1.
How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me,In yon blissful region, the haven of rest,
Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet me,
And lead me to mansions prepared for the blest!
Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded,
My happiness perfect, my mind's sky unclouded,
I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded,
And range with delight thro' the Eden of Love.
2.
While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial,Harmoniously join in the concert of praise,
The saints, as the flock from the regions terrestrial,
In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise:
Then songs to the Lamb shall reecho through heaven,
My soul will respond, To Immanuel be given
All glory, all honour, all might and dominion,
Who brought us thro' grace to the Eden of Love.
3.
Then hail, blessed state! Hail, ye songsters of glory!Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above,
And join your full choir in rehearsing story,
“Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love:”
Though prison'd in earth, yet by anticipation.
Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation
Of joys that await me, when freed from probation:
My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of Love.
310
[Hail the blest morn! see the great Mediator]
1.
Hail the blest morn! see the great MediatorDown from the regions of glory descend!
Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger,
Lo! for his guard, the bright angels, attend.
2.
Cold on his cradle, the dewdrops are shining;Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall;
Angels adore him, in slumbers reclining,
Wise men and shepherds before him do fall.
3.
Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,Odours of Eden, and off'rings divine,
Gems from the mountains, and pearls from the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?
4.
Vainly we offer each ample oblation,Vainly with gold we his favour secure;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
5.
Low at his feet we in humble prostration,Lose all our sorrow and trouble and strife;
There we receive his divine consolation,
Flowing afresh from the fountain of life.
6.
He is our friend in the midst of temptation,Faithful supporter, whose love cannot fail;
Rock of our refuge, and hope of salvation,
Light to direct us through death's gloomy vale.
7.
Star of the morning, thy brightness, declining,Shortly must fade when the sun doth arise:
Beaming refulgent, his glory eternal
Shines on the children of love in the skies.
311
[Precious Bible, what a treasure]
1.
Precious Bible, what a treasure,Does the word of God afford!
All I want for life or pleasure,
Food or med'cine, shield or sword.
Let the world account me poor,
Having this, I want no more.
2.
Food to which the world's a stranger,Here my hungry soul enjoys;
Of excess there is no danger,
Though it fills, it never cloys.
On a dying Christ I feed,
He is meat and drink indeed.
[People of the living God]
People of the living God,I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found;
Now to you my spirit turns,
Turns a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
Oh! receive me into rest.
312
[How condescending and how kind]
1.
How condescending and how kindWas God's eternal Son!
Our mis'ry reach'd his heav'nly mind,
And pity brought him down.
2.
When justice, by our sins provoked,Drew forth its dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murm'ring word.
[Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone]
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.
—O heav'n, sweet heav'n, I long for thee!O when shall I get there?
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.
O heav'n, sweet heav'n, I long for thee!
O when shall I get there?
O when shall I get there?
313
[Farewell! vain world, I'm going home]
1.
Farewell! vain world, I'm going home,Where there's no more stormy clouds arising;
My Saviour smiles, and bids me come
Where there's no more stormy clouds arising.
To the land, to the land, to the land I am bound,
Where there's no more stormy clouds arising.
2.
Sweet angels beckon me away,Where there's no more stormy clouds arising;
To sing God's praise in endless day,
Where there's no more stormy clouds arising.
To the land, to the land, to the land I am bound,
Where there's no more stormy clouds arising
[Jesus died on Calvary's mountain]
1.
Jesus died on Calvary's mountain,Long time ago,
And salvation's rolling fountain,
Now freely flows!
2.
Once his voice in tones of pity,Melted in wo,
And he wept o'er Judah's city,
Long time ago.
3.
On his head the dews of midnight,Fell, long ago,
Now a crown of dazzling sunlight
Sits on his brow.
4.
Jesus died—yet lives forever,No more to die—
Bleeding Jesus, blessed Saviour,
Now reigns on high!
5.
Now in heaven he's intercedingFor dying men,
Soon he'll finish all his pleading,
And come again.
6.
Budding fig-trees tell that summerDawns o'er the land,
Signs portend that Jesus' coming,
Is near at hand.
7.
Children, let your lights be burning,In hope of heaven,
Waiting for our Lord's returning
At dawn or even.
8.
When he comes a voice from heavenShall pierce the tomb,
“Come, ye blessed of my Father,
Children, come home.”
314
[I've listed in the holy war]
1.
I've listed in the holy war,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Content to suffer soldier's fare,
Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Crying amen, shout on till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
2.
The banner o'er my head is love,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
I draw my rations from above,
Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Crying amen, shout on till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Crying amen, shout on till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
3.
I've fought through many a battle sore,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
And I must fight through many more,
Till the warfare is over, &c.
4.
I take my breast-plate, sword, and shield,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
And boldly march into the field,
Till the warfare is over, &c.
5.
The world, the flesh, and Satan too,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Unite and strive what they can do;
Till the warfare is over, &c.
6.
On thee, O Lord, I humbly call,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Uphold me or my soul must fall,
Till the warfare is over, &c.
7.
I've listed, and I mean to fightTill the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Till all my foes are put to flight;
Till the warfare is over, &c.
8.
And when the victory I have won,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah,
I'll give the praise to God alone,
Till the warfare is over, &c.
9.
Come, fellow-Christians, join with me,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Come, face the foe, and never flee,
Till the warfare is over, &c.
10.
The heavenly battle is begun,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Come, take the field, and win the crown
Till the warfare is over, &c.
11.
With listing orders I have come;Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
Come rich, come poor, come old or young,
Till the warfare is over, &c.
12.
Here's grace's bounty, Christ hath given,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
And glorious crowns laid up in heaven:
Till the warfare is over, &c.
13.
Our Gen'ral he is gone before,Till the warfare is over, hallelujah!
And you may draw on grace's store.
Till the warfare is over, &c.
14.
But, if you will not list and fightTill the warfare is over, hallelujah!
You'll sink into eternal night;
Till the warfare 's over, &c.
315
[Christian, see the orient morning]
1.
Christian, see the orient morningBreaks along the heathen sky;
Lo! th' expected day is dawning,
Glorious day-spring from on high.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hail the day-spring from on high!
2.
Heathens at the sight are singing,Morning wakes their tuneful lays;
Precious off'rings they are bringing,
First fruits of more perfect days.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hail the day-spring from on high!
3.
Zion's sun, salvation beaming,Gilding now the radiant hills,
Rise and shine till brighter gleaming,
All the world thy glory fills.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hail the day-spring from on high!
4.
Then the valleys and the mountains,Breaking forth, in joy shall sing;
Then the living crystal fountain
From the thirsty ground shall spring.
Hallelujah Hail, &c.
5.
While the wilderness rejoices,Roses shall the desert cheer;
Then the dumb shall tune their voices,
Blind shall see, the deaf shall hear.
Hallelujah Hail, &c.
6.
Lord of every tribe and nation,Spread thy truth from pole to pole;
Spread the light of thy salvation
Till it shines on every soul.
Hallelujah Hail, &c.
316
[Joy to the world, the Lord is come]
1.
Joy to the world, the Lord is come!Let earth receive her King;
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature sing.
2.
Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns,Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains
Repeat the sounding joy.
3.
No more let sin and sorrow grow,Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found
4.
He rules the world with truth and grace,And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness.
And wonders of his love.
317
[While, with ceaseless course, the sun]
While, with ceaseless course, the sunHasted thro' the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here:
Fix'd in an eternal state,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little none can know.
318
[On Jordan's stormy banks I stand]
1.
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,And cast a wishful eye
On the other side of Jordan, hallelujah!
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie,
On the other side of Jordan hallelujah!
2.
Oh! the transport, rapt'rous scene,That rises to my sight!
On the other side of Jordan, hallelujah!
Sweet fields, array'd in living green,
And rivers of delight,
On the other side of Jordan, hallelujah!
3.
O'er all those wide-extended plainsShines one eternal day,
On the other side of Jordan, hallelujah!
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away,
On the other side of Jordan, hallelujah!
4.
No chilling winds, nor pois'nous breathCan reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death
Are felt and fear'd no more.
5.
When shall I reach that happy place,And be forever blest?
When shall I see my Father's face,
And in his bosom rest?
6.
Fill'd with delight, my raptured soulWould here no longer stay;
Though Jordan's waves should round me roll.
I'd fearless launch away.
319
[There is a world we have not seen]
1.
There is a world we have not seen,That time shall never dare destroy,
Where mortal footstep hath not been,
Nor ear hath caught its sounds of joy:
There is a region lovelier far
Than angels tell or poets sing,
Brighter than summer's beauties are,
And softer than the tints of spring.
2.
There is a world, and oh! how blest,Fairer than prophets ever told,
And never did an angel guest
One half its blessedness unfold:
It is all holy and serene,
The land of glory and repose;
And there, to dim the radiant scene,
The tear of sorrow never flows.
3.
It is not fann'd by summer gale;'Tis not refresh'd by vernal show'rs;
It never needs the moonbeam pale,
For there are known no evening hours:
No, for this world is ever bright
With a pure radiance all its own;
The stream of uncreated light
Flows round it from th' eternal throne.
4.
There forms that mortals may not see,Too glorious for the eye to trace,
And clad in peerless majesty,
Move with unutterable grace:
In vain the philosophic eye
May seek to view the fair abode,
Or find it in the curtain'd sky:
It is the dwelling-place of God.
320
[Behold! behold the Lamb of God]
1.
Behold! behold the Lamb of God!On the cross, on the cross!
He sheds for you his precious blood,
On the cross, on the cross!
Oh! hear his all important cry,
“Eli, lama sabachthani;”
Draw near and see your Saviour die,
On the cross, on the cross!
2.
Behold his arms extended wide, On the cross, &c.Behold his bleeding hands and side, On the, &c.
The sun withholds his rays of light,
The heavens are clothed in shades of night,
While Jesus doth with devils fight, On the, &c.
3.
Come, sinners, see him lifted up, On the, &c.For you he drinks the bitter cup, On the, &c.
The rocks do rend, the mountains quake,
While Jesus doth atonement make,
While Jesus suffers for our sake, On the, &c.
4.
And now the mighty deed is done, On the, &c.The battle's fought, the victory's won, On the, &c.
To heaven he turns his languid eyes,
“'Tis finished,” now the Conqueror cries,
Then bows his sacred head and dies, On the, &c
5.
Where'er I go I'll tell the story, Of the, &c.Of nothing else my soul shall glory, Save the, &c.
Yea, this my constant theme shall be,
Through time and in eternity
That Jesus tasted death for me, On the, &c.
6.
Let every mourner rise and cling, To the, &c.Let every Christian come and sing, Round the, &c.
There let the preacher take his stand,
And, with the Bible in his hand,
Declare the triumphs through the land. Of the, &c.
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[Ye objects of sense]
1.
Ye objects of sense, And enjoyments of time,Which oft have delighted my heart,
I soon shall exchange you for views more sublime,
For joys that shall never depart.
2.
Thou Lord of the day, and thou Queen of the night,To me ye no longer are known,
I soon shall behold with increasing delight,
A sun that shall never go down.
3.
Ye wonderful orbs that astonish my eyesYour glories recede from my sight,
I soon shall contemplate more beautiful skies,
And stars more resplendently bright.
4.
Ye mountains and valleys, groves, rivers and plains,Thou earth and thou ocean, adieu!
More permanent regions where righteousness reigns,
Present their bright hills to my view.
5.
My loved habitation and gardens adieu,No longer my footsteps ye greet,
A mansion celestial stands full in my view,
And paradise welcomes my feet.
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[His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet]
1.
His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet,Is heard thro' the shadows of death;
The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet,
The air is perfumed with his breath.
His lips as the fountain of righteousness flow,
That waters the garden of grace;
From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know,
And bask in the smiles of his face.
2.
O! thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,On whom, in affliction, I call;
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all—
Where dost thou at noontide resort with thy sheep,
To feed on the pastures of love?
Say why in the valley of death should I weep,
Or alone in th' wilderness rove?
2.
O! why should I wander an alien from thee,And cry in the desert for bread?
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see,
And smile at the tears I have shed.
Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have you seen
The Star that on Israel shone?
Say it in your tents my beloved has been,
And where, with his flock, he is gone?
3.
“What is thy Beloved, thou dignified fair?What excellent beauties has he?
His charms and perfections be pleased to declare,
That we may embrace him with thee.”
This is my Beloved, his form is divine;
His vestments shed odour around;
The locks on his head are as grapes on the vine,
When autumn with plenty is crown'd
4.
The roses of Sharon, the lilies that growIn the vales, on the banks of the streams,
On his cheeks in the beauty of excellence blow,
And his eyes are as quivers of beams.
His voice as the sound of the dulcimer, sweet,
Is heard through the shadows of death;
The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet,
The air is perfumed with his breath.
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[We have our trials here below]
1.
We have our trials here below;O, glory, hallelujah!
We have our trials here below;
O, glory, hallelujah!
There's a better day a coming, hallelujah!
There's a better day a coming, hallelujah!
2.
A few more beating winds and rains,O, glory, hallelujah!
A few more beating winds and rains,
O, glory, hallelujah!
And the winter will be over, hallelujah!
And the winter will be over, hallelujah!
3.
A few more rising and setting suns,O, glory, hallelujah!
A few more rising and setting suns,
O, glory, hallelujah!
And we'll all cross over Jordan, hallelujah!
And we'll all cross over Jordan, hallelujah!
4.
I feel no ways like getting tired, O, glory, hallelujah!I am making for the harbour—Hallelujah!
5.
I hope to get there by and by, O, glory, hallelujah!For my home is over Jordan—Hallelujah!
6.
I have some friends before me gone. O, glory, hallelujah!By and by I'll go and meet them—Hallelujah!
7.
I'll meet them round our Father's throne, O, glory, hallelujah!And we'll live with God forever—Hallelujah!
8.
O! how it lifts my soul to think, O, glory, hallelujah!Of soon meeting in the kingdom—Hallelujah!
9.
Our God will wipe all tears away, O, glory, hallelujah!When we all arrive at Canaan—Hallelujah!
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[Alas! and did my Saviour bleed]
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?And did my Sov'reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
Remember, Lord, thy dying groans,
And then remember me.
[The Lord is ris'n indeed]
1.
The Lord is ris'n indeed,And are the tidings true?
Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed,
And saw him living too.
2.
The Lord is risen indeed,Then hell has lost his prey,
With him is risen the ransom seed,
To reign in endless day.
3.
The Lord is risen indeed,Attending angels hear;
Up to the courts of heaven with speed,
The joyful tidings bear.
4.
Then make your golden lyres,And strike each cheerful chord;
Join all ye bright, celestial choirs,
To sing our risen Lord.
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[Far from mortal cares retreating]
1.
Far from mortal cares retreating,Sordid hopes and vain desires,
Here our willing footsteps meeting,
Ev'ry heart to heav'n aspires.
From the fount of glory beaming,
Light celestial cheers our eyes,
Mercy from above proclaiming,
Peace and pardon from the skies.
2.
Who shall share this great salvation?Ev'ry pure and humble mind,
Ev'ry kindred, tongue, and nation,
From the stains of guilt refined.
Blessings all around bestowing,
God withholds his care from none,
Grace and mercy ever flowing
From the fountain of his throne.
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[Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone]
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.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I love the Lord:
This note above all others raise,
My Jesus has done all things well.
2.
This is the way I long have sought,And mourn'd because I found it not;
My grief and burden long has been,
Because I was not saved from sin.
Hallelujah, &c.
3.
The more I strove against its powerI felt its weight and guilt the more
Till late I heard the Saviour say,
Come hither, soul, I am the way.
Hallelujah, &c.
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[Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing]
1.
Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing,Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise;
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount—O, fix me on it!
Mount of God's unchanging love.
2.
Here I raise my Ebenezer,Hither by thy help I'm come:
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to save my soul from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
3.
O! to grace how great a debtor DailyI'm constrain'd to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee!
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love—
Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it from thy courts above.
Chorus
—Hallelujah! Hallelujah!We are on our journey home;
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Jesus smiles and bids us come
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[Yes, my native land, I love thee]
1.
Yes, my native land, I love thee,All thy scenes I love them well;
Friends, connexions, happy country;
Can I bid you all farewell;
Can, I leave you, Can I leave you,
Far in heathen lands to dwell;
Can I leave you, Can I leave you,
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
2.
Home! thy joys are passing lovely!Joys no stranger heart can tell!
Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee!
Can I, can I say farewell?
Can I leave thee, Can I leave thee,
Far in heathen lands to dwell;
Can I leave thee, Can I leave thee,
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
3.
Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure,Holy days and Sabbath bell,
Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure!
Can I say a last farewell?
Can I leave you—
Far in heathen lands to dwell?
4.
Yes, I hasten from you gladly,From the scenes I loved so well!
Far away, ye billows, bear me;
Lovely, native land, farewell!
Pleased I leave thee—
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
5.
In the deserts let me labour,On the mountains let me tell
How He died—the blessed Saviour—
To redeem a world from hell!
Let me hasten—
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
6.
Bear me on, thou restless ocean;Let the winds my canvas swell—
Heaves my heart with warm emotion,
While I go far hence to dwell.
Glad I leave thee,
Native land—Farewell—Farewell!
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[Thou art passing away, thou art passing away]
1.
Thou art passing away, thou art passing away,Thy life has been brief as a midsummer day;
Thy forehead is pale, and thy pulses are low,
And thy once blooming cheek wears the ominous glow.
2.
Thou art passing away from the beautiful earth,Thy much lov'd abode, and the land of thy birth;
From its forests and fields—from its murm'ring rills,
From its beautiful plains and its herbage-crown'd hills.
3.
Thou art passing away from thy kindred and friends,And the last chain that bound thee, the spoiler now rends;
And thy last tones are falling on love's list'ning ear.
And now in thine eyes shines the fond, parting tear.
4.
Thou art passing away, as the first summer rose,That awaits not the time when the Winter wind blows,
But hasteth away on the Autumn's quick gale,
And scatters its odors o'er mountain and dale.
5.
The light of thy beauty has faded and gone,For the withering chills have already come on;
Thy charms have departed—thy glory is fled;
And thou soon wilt be laid in the house of the dead.
6.
Thou shalt soon be consigned to the cold, dreary tomb,The lot of all living—mortality's doom:
Thou shalt there sweetly rest in the calmest repose,
Undisturbed by life's cares, and unpierced by its woes.
7.
“Who, who would live always away from his God?Away from yon heaven, the blissful abode,
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns?”
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[Father, who in the olive shade]
1.
Father, who in the olive shade,When the dark hour came on,
Didst with a breath of heav'nly aid,
Strengthen thy son;
2.
Oh, by the anguish of that night,Send us down blest relief,
Or to the chastened let thy might
Hallow this grief.
3.
And thou that, when the starry sky,Saw the dread strife begun,
Didst teach adoring faith to cry,
Thy will be done.
4.
By thy meek spirit, then of all,That e'er have mourned the chief,
Blest Saviour, if the stroke must fall,
Hallow this grief.
[Lord of the worlds above]
1.
Lord of the worlds above,How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thine earthly temples are;
To thine abode My hear aspires,
With warm desires,
To see my God.
2.
The sparrow for her young,With pleasure seeks her nest;
And wand'ring swallows long
To find their wonted rest;
My spirit faints With equal zeal,
To rise and dwell
Among thy saints.
3.
Oh happy souls, that prayWhere God appoints to hear!
Oh happy men, that pay
Their constant service there!
They praise thee still;
And happy they,
That love the way
To Zion's hill
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[Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish]
1.
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish:Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heav'n cannot heal.
2.
Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,Hope of the penitent, fadeless, and pure,
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth has no sorrow that heav'n cannot cure.
3.
Here see the bread of life; see waters flowingForth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heav'n can remove
[When all thy mercies]
1.
When all thy mercies,O, my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost,
In wonder, love, and praise.
Unnumber'd comforts to my soul,
Thy tender care bestow'd.
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flow'd.
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[Why should I be affrighted]
1.
Why should I be affrightedAt pestilence and war,
The fiercer be the tempest,
The sooner it is o'er.
2.
With Jesus in the vessel,The billows rise in vain,
They only will convey me
To yon Elysian plains.
3.
This world is full of dangers,And foes that press me hard;
But Jesus he has promised
That he will be my guard.
4.
Here I shall not be temptedAbove what I can bear,
When fightings are exerted,
His kingdom for to share.
5.
From him I have my orders,And while I do obey,
I find his holy spirit
Illuminates my way.
6.
The way is so delightful,I wish to travel on,
Till I arrive at heaven,
T' receive a starry crown.
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[Come away to the skies]
Come away to the skies,My beloved arise,
And rejoice in the day thou wast born;
On this festival day,
Come exulting away,
And with singing to Zion return.
[Eternity draws nigh]
Eternity draws nigh,Life's period rolls on,
Another leaf from time's thin scroll,
Is swiftly rushing by.
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[Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand]
1.
Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at handThat we must be parted from this social band;
Our sev'ral engagements now call us away,
Our parting is needful, and we must obey.
2.
Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be discharged,The war will be ended, your bounty enlarged,
With shouting and singing, though Jordan may roar,
You'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the shore.
3.
Farewell, younger brethren, just listed for war,Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near;
Although you must travel the dark wilderness,
Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you to peace.
4.
Farewell, trembling mourners, with sad broken hearts,O hasten to Jesus, and choose the good part!
He's full of compassion, and mighty to save,
His arms are extended, your souls to receive.
5.
Farewell, careless sinners, for you I must mourn,To think of your danger, if still unconcern'd;
I read of the judgment, where all must appear,
How will you stand trembling with tormenting fear!
6.
Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell all around,Perhaps we'll not meet till the last trump shall sound
To meet you in glory I give you my hand,
Our Saviour to praise in a pure social band
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