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Hail, caessential Three

Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Appears in 12 hymnals

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Fly, to the mountains fly; Sinners, on Christ rely! Our strong mountain is the Lord: He keeps off th’invading bands, He averts th’impending sword; Christ the Christian’s fortress stands. 2 Happy who trust in Him, Almighty to redeem: Neither wars nor plagues they fear, Public ills they calmly meet, Smile at desolation near, Trample death beneath their feet. 3 But woes, redoubled woes Attend the Savior’s foes: Worldly men and things who love, God, His things and people hate; O what sorrows will they prove, Crushed by all His judgments’ weight! 4 Woe to the souls at ease, The slaves of foul excess; Charged with surfeiting, or wine, Drunk with pleasure, or with care, Big with earthly low design, Fond of their attachments there. 5 Secure on earth who dwell, They all His plagues shall feel; Senseless, till the day oppress; Thoughtless, till the ruin come: Pangs shall then their spirits seize, Earnest of their final doom. 6 But we Thy warning take, We, Lord, the world forsake: Thou hast kindly said, Beware, Armed us by Thy word of grace, Told us of the fatal snare Spread for all the earth-born race. 7 Thy judgments we revere, Thy speaking rod we hear. Thou shalt keep our cautioned heart Free from care, from pleasure free: Thou alone our portion art, All our treasure is in Thee. 8 Thee let us still obey, And always watch and pray; Pray against the sore distress, Plagues, that on the world shall fall, Counted, through Thy righteousness, Worthy to escape them all. 9 Worthy esteemed through grace, To stand before Thy face; Called to see our judge appear, Son of Man, with glory crowned; Glad th’archangel’s voice to hear, Shouting at the trumpet sound. 10 O wouldst Thou now descend, And all our sufferings end! Hear the Bride and Spirit pray, Hasten, Lord, the general doom; Bring the great tremendous day, Come away, to judgment come! Used With Tune: BANGOR Text Sources: Hymns for Times of Trouble and Persecution by John and Charles Wesley (London: Strahan, 1744)

Sinners, Your Hearts Lift Up

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Sinners, your hearts lift up, Partakers of your hope! This, the day of Pentecost; Ask, and ye shall all receive; Surely now the Holy Ghost God to all that ask shall give. 2. Ye all may freely take The grace for Jesus’ sake; He for every man hath died, He for all hath risen again; Jesus now is glorified; Gifts He hath received for men. 3. Blessings on all He pours, In never-ceasing showers; All He waters from above; Offers all His joy and peace, Settled comfort, perfect love, Everlasting righteousness. 4. All may from Him receive A power to turn and live; Grace for every soul is free; All may hear the Spirit’s call; All the light and life may see; All may feel He died for all. 5. Father, behold, we claim The gift in Jesus’ name! Now the promised Comforter Into all our spirits pour; Let Him fix His mansion here, Come, and never leave us more. Used With Tune: BANGOR (Toronto) Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742

Sinners, Dismiss Your Fear

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1. Sinners, dismiss your fear, The joyful tidings hear! This the word that Jesus said, O believe, and feel it true; Christ is risen from the dead, Lives the Lord who died for you! 2. Haste, to His tomb repair, And see the tokens there; See the place where Jesus lay, Mark the burial cloths He wore; Angels near His relics stay, Guards of Him who dies no more. 3. Why then art thou cast down, Thou poor afflicted one? Full of doubts, and griefs, and fears, Look into that open grave! Died He not to dry thy tears? Rose He not thy soul to save? 4. Know’st thou not where to find The Savior of mankind? He hath borne Himself away, He from death Himself hath freed, He on the third glorious day, Rose triumphant from the dead. 5. To purge thy guilty stain He died, and rose again; Wherefore dost thou weep and mourn? Sinner, lift thine heart and eye, Turn thee, to thy Jesus turn, See thy loving Savior nigh. 6. He comes His own to claim, He calls thee by thy name: Drooping soul, rejoice, rejoice, See Him there to life restored! Mary—know thy Savior’s voice, Hear it, and reply, My Lord. Text Sources: Hymns for Our Lord's Resurrection (London: William Strahan, 1746), number 2