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Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old

Author: Edward Hayes Plumptre, 1821-91 Hymnal: The Methodist Hymn-Book with Tunes #919 (1933) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: National and Social Service Hospitals and Philanthropy Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

The Earth Belongs unto the Lord

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1318 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. The earth belongs unto the Lord, And all that it contains; The world that is inhabited, And all that there remains. For the foundations thereof He on the seas did lay, And He hath it establishèd Upon the floods to stay. 2. Who is the man that shall ascend Into the hill of God? Or who within His holy place Shall have a firm abode? Whose hands are clean, whose heart is pure, And into vanity Who hath not lifted up his soul, Nor sworn deceitfully. 3. He from th’Eternal shall receive The blessing him upon, And righteousness, ev’n from the God Of his salvation. This is the generation That after Him inquire, O Jacob, who do seek Thy face With their whole heart’s desire. 4. Ye gates, lift up your heads on high; Ye doors, that last for aye, Be lifted up, that so the King Of glory enter may. But who of glory is the King? The mighty Lord is this; Ev’n that same Lord, that great in might And strong in battle is. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Fountain of Never Ceasing Grace

Author: Augustus M. Toplady Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1561 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. Fountain of never ceasing grace, Thy saints’ exhaustless theme, Great object of immortal praise, Essentially supreme; We bless Thee for the glorious fruits Thine incarnation gives; The righteousness which grace imputes, And faith alone receives. 2. Whom heaven’s angelic host adores, Was slaughtered for our sin; The guilt, O Lord was wholly ours, The punishment was Thine: Our God in the flesh, to set us free, Was manifested here; And meekly bare our sins, that we His righteousness might wear. 3. Imputatively guilty then Our substitute was made, That we the blessings might obtain For which His blood was shed: Himself He offered on the cross, Our sorrows to remove; And all He suffered was for us, And all He did was love. 4. In Him we have a righteousness, By God Himself approved; Our rock, our sure foundation this, Which never can be moved. Our ransom by His death He paid, For all His people giv’n, The law He perfectly obeyed, That they might enter Heav’n. 5. As all, when Adam sinned alone, In his transgression died, So by the righteousness of One, Are sinners justified, We to Thy merit, gracious Lord, With humblest joy submit, Again to Paradise restored, In Thee alone complete. 6. Our souls His watchful love retrieves, Nor lets them go astray, His righteousness to us He gives, And takes our sins away: We claim salvation in His right, Adopted and forgiv’n, His merit is our robe of light, His death the gate of Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Hear Me O God, Nor Hide Thy Face

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2235 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide Thy face Lyrics: 1. Hear me, O God, nor hide Thy face; But answer, lest I die; Hast Thou not built a throne of grace To hear when sinners cry? 2. My days are wasted like the smoke Dissolving in the air; My strength is dried, my heart is broke, And sinking in despair. 3. My spirits flag like withering grass Burnt with excessive heat; In secret groans my minutes pass, And I forget to eat. 4. As on some lonely building’s top The sparrow tells her moan, Far from the tents of joy and hope I sit and grieve alone. 5. My soul is like a wilderness Where beasts of midnight howl; There the sad raven finds her place And there the screaming owl. 6. Dark, dismal thoughts, and boding fears, Dwell in my troubled breast; While sharp reproaches wound my ears, Nor give my spirit rest. 7. My cup is mingled with my woes, And tears are my repast; My daily bread, like ashes, grows Unpleasant to my taste. 8. Sense can afford no real joy To souls that feel Thy frown; Lord, ’twas Thy hand advanced me high Thy hand hath cast me down. 9. My looks like withered leaves appear; And life’s declining light Grows faint as evening shadows are That vanish into night. 10. But Thou for ever art the same, O my eternal God; Ages to come shall know Thy name, And spread Thy works abroad. 11. Thou wilt arise and show Thy face, Nor will my Lord delay Beyond th’appointed hour of grace, That long-expected day. 12. He hears His saints, He knows their cry, And by mysterious ways Redeems the prisoners doomed to die, And fills their tongues with praise. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

How Vast the Benefits Divine

Author: Augustus M. Toplady Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2665 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. How vast the benefits divine which we in Christ possess! We are redeemed from guilt and shame and called to holiness. But not for works which we have done, or shall hereafter do, Hath God decreed on sinful men salvation to bestow. 2. The glory, Lord, from first to last, is due to Thee alone; Aught to ourselves we dare not take, or rob Thee of Thy crown. Our glorious Surety undertook to satisfy for man, And grace was given us in Him before the world began. 3. This is Thy will, that in Thy love we ever should abide; That earth and hell should not prevail to turn Thy Word aside. Not one of all the chosen race but shall to Heav’n attain, Partake on earth the purposed grace and then with Jesus reign. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

O God, No Longer Hold Thy Peace

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4872 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. O God, no longer hold Thy peace, No longer silent be; Thine enemies lift up their head To fight Thy saints and Thee. Against Thine own, whom Thou dost love, Their craft Thy foes employ; They think to cut Thy people off, Thy church they would destroy. 2. Thine ancient foes, conspiring still, With one consent agree, And they who with Thy people strive Make war, O God, on Thee. O God, who in our fathers’ time Didst smite our foes and Thine, So smite Thine enemies today Who in their pride combine. 3. Make them like dust and stubble blown Before the whirlwind dire, In terror driv’n before the storm Of Thy consuming fire. Confound them in their sin till they To Thee for pardon fly, Till in dismay they, trembling, own That Thou art God Most High. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

A Purple Robe

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5706 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: A purple robe, a crown of thorn Lyrics: 1. A purple robe, a crown of thorn, A reed in His right hand; Before the soldiers’ spite and scorn I see my Savior stand. He bears between the Roman guard The weight of all our woe; A stumbling figure, bowed and scarred, I see my Savior go. The following verse fits with only with Common Meter tunes: Fast to the cross’s spreading span, High in the sunlit air, All the unnumbered sins of man I see my Saviour bear. 2. He hangs, by whom the world was made, Beneath the darkened sky; The everlasting ransom paid, I see my Savior die. He shares on high His Father’s throne, Who once in mercy came; For all His love to sinners shown I sing my Savior’s Name. The words to this hymn are under copyright. If you wish to print, copy, cut/paste or duplicate them, you must obtain permission from Hope Publishing Company (800-323-1049). Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Who Will Arise and Plead My Right?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7437 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: Who will arise and plead my right Lyrics: 1. Who will arise and plead my right Against my numerous foes, While earth and hell their force unite, And all my hopes oppose? Had not the Lord, my rock, my help, Sustained my fainting head, My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul amongst the dead. 2. Alas! My sliding feet! I cried; Thy promise was my prop; Thy grace stood constant by my side, Thy Spirit bore me up. While multitudes of mournful thoughts Within my bosom roll, Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. 3. Powers of iniquity may rise, And frame pernicious laws; But God my refuge rules the skies, He will defend my cause. Let malice vent her rage aloud, Let bold blasphemers scoff; The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Believing Souls, Rejoice And Sing

Author: John Swertner Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9751 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Believing souls, rejoice and sing, Your risen Savior see, And say, "O death, where is thy sting! O grave, thy victory?" Rejoice, your conquering Savior lives, He lives to die no more; And life eternal freely gives, Since He our sorrows bore. 2 Sing praises to our risen Lord; Life, immortality, And lasting bliss are now restored For all, for you and me; Believe the wondrous deed, my soul, Adore His saving name; Rejoice, ye saints, from pole to pole, His love and power proclaim. 3 The Prince of glory bowed His head, Expiring on the cross; But now the Lord is risen indeed, Is risen and lives for us; Rejoice, and in the dust adore The Lamb for sinners slain; He liveth now and evermore, For evermore to reign. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW