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Dear Father, to Thy Mercy Seat

Author: Anne Steele Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 193 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat My soul for shelter flees; ’Tis here I find a safe retreat When storms and tempests rise. 2. My cheerful hope can never die, If Thou, my God, art near; Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish every fear. 3. My great protector, and my Lord, Thy constant aid impart; O let Thy kind, Thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4. Or never let my soul remove From this divine retreat; Still let me trust Thy power and love And dwell beneath Thy feet. Used With Tune: MANOAH Text Sources: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, 1760, volume I, page 133

Why Did the Nations Join to Slay

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 51 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Why did the nations join to slay The Lord’s anointed Son? Why did they cast His laws away, And tread His Gospel down? 2. The Lord, that sits above the skies, Derides their rage below; He speaks with vengeance in His eyes, And strikes their spirits through. 3. “I call him my eternal Son, And raise Him from the dead; I make My holy hill His throne, And wide His kingdom spread. 4. Ask Me, My Son, and then enjoy The utmost heathen lands: Thy rod of iron shall destroy The rebel that withstands. 5. Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey th’ anointed Lord, Adore the king of heav’nly birth, And tremble at His Word. 6. With humble love address His throne; For if He frown, ye die: Those are secure, and those alone, Who on His grace rely. Used With Tune: MANOAH Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

These Are The Crowns That We Shall Wear

Author: Horatius Bonar Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 47 hymnals Lyrics: 1 These are the crowns that we shall wear When all Thy saints are crowned; These are the palms that we shall bear On yonder holy ground. 2 Far off as yet, reserved in Heaven, Above that veiling sky, They sparkle, like the star of even, To hope’s far piercing eye. 3 These are the robes unsoiled and white Which we shall then put on, When, foremost ’mong the sons of light, We sit on yonder throne. 4 That city with the jeweled crest, Like some new-lighted sun; A blaze of burning amethyst— Ten thousand orbs in one. 5 That is the city of the saints, Where we so soon shall stand, When we shall strike these desert-tents, And quit this desert-sand. 6 These are the everlasting hills, With summits bathed in day; The slopes down which the living rills, Soft lapsing, take their way. 7 Fair vision! how thy distant gleam Brightens time’s saddest hue; Far fairer than the fairest dream, And yet so strangely true. 8 Fair vision! how thou liftest up The drooping brow and eye; With the calm joy of thy sure hope Fixing our souls on high. 9 Thy light makes even the darkest page In memory’s scroll grow fair; Blanching the lines which tears and age Had only deepened there. 10 With thee in view, the rugged slope Becomes a level way, Smoothed by the magic of thy hope, And gladdened by thy ray. 11 With thee in view, how poor appear The world’s most winning smiles; Vain is the tempter’s subtlest snare, And vain hell’s varied wiles. 12 Time’s glory fades; its beauty now Has ceased to lure or blind; Each gay enhancement here below Has lost its power to bind. 13 Then welcome toil, and care and pain! And welcome sorrow, too! All toil is rest, all grief is gain, With such a prize in view. 14 Come crown and throne, come robe and palm; Burst forth, glad stream of peace! Come, holy city of the Lamb! Rise, Sun of righteousness! 15 When shall the clouds that veil thy rays For ever be withdrawn? Why dost thou tarry, day of days? When shall thy gladness dawn? Used With Tune: MANOAH Text Sources: Hymns of Faith and Hope, 1857

My Thoughts On Awful Subjects Roll

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 69 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed! 2 Lingering about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay, Till, like a flood, with rapid force Death sweeps the wretch away. 3 Then swift and dreadful she descends Down to the fiery coast, Amongst abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crowds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortured with keen despair they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood For their old guilt atones, Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace! that kept my breath Nor bid my soul remove, Till I had learned my Savior’s death And well insured His love. Used With Tune: MANOAH Text Sources: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 1707-09, Book II

Hosannah To Our Conquering King

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 44 hymnals First Line: Hosanna to our conquering King! Lyrics: 1 Hosanna to our conquering King! The Prince of Darkness flies, His troops rush headlong down to hell, Like lightning from the skies. 2 There, bound in chains, the lions roar, And fright the rescued sheep. But heavy bars confine their power And malice to the deep. 3 Hosanna to our conquering King! All hail, incarnate Love! Ten thousand songs and glories wait To crown Thy head above. 4 Thy victories and deathless fame Throughout the world shall run, And everlasting ages sing The triumphs Thou hast won. Used With Tune: MANOAH Text Sources: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, 1707-09, Book II, alt.

Once More, My Soul, the Rising Day

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 462 hymnals First Line: Once more my soul, the rising day Lyrics: 1 Once more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes; Once more, my voice thy tribute pay To Him that rules the skies. 2 Night unto night His name repeats, The day renews the sound, Wide as the heavens on which He sits, To turn the seasons round. 3 'Tis He supports my mortal frame; My tongue shall speak His praise. My sins might rouse His wrath to flame, And yet His wrath delays. 4 O God, let all my hours be Thine While I enjoy the light, Then shall my sun in smiles decline And bring a pleasant night. Amen. Topics: Worship and Praise Morning; Morning; Opening Scripture: Lamentations 3:22-23 Used With Tune: MANOAH

I Love the Lord; He Heard My Cries

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 199 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord; He heard my cries, And pitied every groan; Long as I live, when troubles rise I'll hasten to His throne. 2 I love the Lord; He bowed His ear, And chased my grief away; O let my heart no more despair While I have breath to pray. 3 The Lord beheld me sore distressed; He bade my pains remove; Return, my soul, to God, thy rest, For thou hast known His love. Topics: The Christian Life Prayer and Intercession; Prayer Scripture: Psalm 31:23 Used With Tune: MANOAH

I'm Not Ashamed to Own the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 713 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I’m not ashamed to own the Lord, Or to defend His cause, Maintain the honor of His word, The glory of His cross. 2 Jesus, my God, I know His name; His name is all my trust; Nor will He put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as His throne His promise stands, And He can well secure That I’ve committed to His hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will He own my worthless name Before His Father’s face And in the New Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. Topics: The Christian Life Faith and Assurance; Courage; Holy Scripture Scripture: Romans 1:16 Used With Tune: MANOAH

We love the venerable house

Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson Appears in 31 hymnals Used With Tune: MANOAH

I Know That My Redeemer Lives

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 29 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I know that my Redeemer lives; He lives who once was dead. To me in grief He comfort gives; with peace He crowns my head. 2 I know that my Redeemer lives, and ever prays for me; a token of His love He gives, a pledge of liberty. 3 He lives, triumphant o'er the grave, at God's right hand on high, my ransomed soul to keep and save, to bless and glorify. 4 He lives, that I may also live, and now His grace proclaim; He lives, that I may honor give to His most holy name. 5 Jesus, I hang upon Thy word; I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, and to Thyself receive. 6 Let strains of heav'nly music rise, while all their anthems sing to Christ, our precious Sacrifice, and everliving King. Topics: Jesus, Risen From the Dead Easter Scripture: Job 19:25-27 Used With Tune: MANOAH