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Far from affliction, toil, and care

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #577 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ Death of their Minister Lyrics: 1 Far from affliction, toil, and care, The happy soul is fled; the breathless clay shall slumber here, Among the silent dead. 2 The gospel was his joy and song, E'en to his latest breath; The truth he had proclaim'd so long Was his support in death. 3 Now he resides where Jesus is, Above this dusky sphere; His soul was ripen'd for that bliss, While yet he sojourn'd here. 4 The Churches' loss we all deplore, And shed the falling tear; Since we shall see his face no more, Till Jesus shall appear. 5 But we are hasting to the tomb; Oh, may we ready stand; Then, dearest Lord, receive us home, To dwell at thy right hand.

Now let our drooping hearts revive

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #578 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ Death of their Minister Lyrics: 1 Now let our drooping hearts revive, And let our tears be dry: Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, Which view a Saviour nigh? 2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young; The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, And mute th’instructive tongue: 3 Th'Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart; His hand still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 4 The pow'rs of nature, Lord! are thine, And thine the aids of grace; Thine arm has borne thy churches up, Through ev'ry rising race. 5 Exert thy sacred influence here; Thy mourning servants bless; O change to strains of cheerful praise Their accents of distress.

O God of Zion! from thy throne

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #579 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ State of Decline Lyrics: 1 O God of Zion! from thy throne, Look with an eye of pity down; Thy church now humbly makes her prayer-- Thy church, the object of thy care. 2 We are a building thou hast rais'd, How kind thy hand, that hand be prais'd: Yet all to utter ruin falls, If thou forsake our tott'ring walls. 3 We call to mind the happier days Of life and love, of prayer and praise,-- When holy services gave birth To joys resembling heaven on earth. 4 but now the ways of Zion mourn, Her gates neglected and forlorn: Our life and liveliness are fled, And many number'd with the dead. 5 We need defence from all our foes, We need relief from all our woes; If earth and hell should yet assail,-- Let neither earth nor hell prevail. 6 Near to each other and to thee, Lord, bring us all in unity; Oh pour thy Spirit from on high, And all our num'rous wants supply. 7 Oh show that in our low estate, No blessing for us is too great; We plead thy Son, we plead thy word, O Founder, Patron, bounteous Lord! Scripture: Psalm 51:18

Saviour, visit thy plantation

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #580 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ State of Decline Lyrics: 1 Saviour, visit thy plantation, Grant us Lord, a gracious rain! All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 2 Keep no longer at a distance, Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 3 Surely, once the garden flourished, Every part look'd gay and green: Then thy word our spirits nourish'd Happy seasons we have seen! Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 4 But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see; Lord, thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from thee: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 5 Where are those we counted leaders, Fill'd with zeal, and love, and truth? Old professors, tall as cedars, Bright examples to our youth! Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 6 Some in whom we once delighted, We shall meet no more below; Some, alas! we fear are blighted, Scarce a single leaf they show: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 7 Younger plants--the sight how pleasant!-- Cover'd thick with blossoms stood; But they cause us grief at present, Frost has nipp'd them in the bud: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 8 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, Thou canst make them bloom again! Oh! permit them not to wither, Let not all our hopes be vain. Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 9 Let our mutual love be fervent; Make us prevalent in prayers; Let each one, esteem'd thy servant, Shun the world's bewitching snares: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee! 10 Break the tempter's fatal power; Turn the stony hearts of flesh; And begin from this good hour To revive thy work afresh: Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee!

Though in the earthly church below

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #581 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ State of Decline Lyrics: 1 Though in the earthly church below The wheat and tares together grow, Jesus ere long will weed the crop, And pluck the tares in anger up. 2 Will it relieve their horrors there, To recollect their stations here? How much they heard, how much they knew, How long among the wheat they grew? 3 Oh! this will aggravate their case! They perish under means of grace: To them the word of life and faith Became an instrument of death. 4 We seem alike when thus we meet,-- Strangers might think we all were wheat; But to the Lord's all-searching eyes, Each heart appears without disguise. 5 But tho' they grow so tall and strong, His plan will not require them long; In harvest when he saves his own, The tares shall into hell be thrown. Scripture: Matthew 13:37

Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #583 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ In a state of Revival Lyrics: 1 Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy, When but one sinner turns, And with an humble, broken heart, His sins and errors mourns! 2 Pleas'd with the news the saints below, In songs their tongues employ; Beyond the skies the tidings go, And heaven is fill'd with joy. 3 Well pleas'd the Father sees and hears The conscious sinner's moan; Jesus receives him in his arms, And claims him for his own. 4 Nor angels can their joys contain, But kindle with new fire: "The sinner lost is found," they sing And strike the sounding lyre. Scripture: Luke 15:10

On the mountain's top appearing

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #585 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ In a state of Revival Lyrics: 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 will loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful, All thy friends unfaithful prov'd? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmov'd? Cease thy mourning, Zion still is well belov'd. 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee! He himself appears thy friend: All thy foes shall flee before thee, Here their boasts and triumphs end. Great deliv'rance Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, All thy warfare now is past, God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee, Peace and joy are come at last; All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. Scripture: Isaiah 52:7

Yes! we trust the day is breaking

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #587 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ In a state of Revival Lyrics: 1 Yes! we trust the day is breaking; Joyful times are near at hand: God, the mighty God, is speaking By his word in ev'ry land: When he chooses, Darkness flies at his command. 2 Let us hail the joyful season; Let us hail the dawning ray: When the Lord appears, there's reason To expect a glorious day: At his presence Gloom and darkness flee away. 3 While the foe becomes more daring; While he enters like a flood; God, the Saviour, is preparing Means to spread his truth abroad; Ev'ry language Soon shall tell the love of God. 4 God of Jacob, high and glorious, Let thy people see thy hand; Let the gospel be victorious, Thro' the world in ev'ry land: And the idols Perish, Lord, at thy command. Scripture: Isaiah 52:10

Blest Lord, behold the guilty scorn

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #588 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ In a state of Revival Lyrics: 1 Blest Lord, behold the guilty scorn Of those who hate and mock our praise; Pity their state, and make them turn, No more to walk in sinful ways. 2 Anxious we see their wretched state, Who never think of heav'n or hell; They laugh and sport, and court the gate, Which opes where endless terrors dwell. 3 Lead them to view a sinful heart, A soul all enmity to thee, Destroy'd, defil'd in every part, Too proud to bow, to blind to wee. 4 Lead them to view a holy law, Which justly dooms to endless death, To feel that guilt which Jesus saw, And pray'd 'Forgive,' with dying breath. 5 Open their eyes, unstop their ears, To hear condemning justice sound; Lord, change their hearts, and then their tears Will witness grief to all around.

Lord, I am thine, entirely thine

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #590 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ Confirmation Hymn Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchas'd and sav'd by blood divine; With full consent thine I would be, And own thy sov'reign right in me. 2 Here, Lord, my flesh, my soul, my all, I yield to thee beyond recall; Accept thine own, so long withheld-- Accept what I so freely yield! 3 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of thy grace; A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransom'd by Immanuel's blood. 4 Thine would I live--thine would I die-- Be thine thro' all eternity; The vow is past beyond repeal; Now will I set the solemn seal. 5 Be thou the witness of my vow-- Angels and men attest it too, That to thy board I now repair, And seal the sacred contract there. 6 Here, at thy cross, where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God; Thee my new Master now I call, And consecrate to thee my all. 7 Do thou assist a feeble worm, The great engagement to perform; Thy grace can full assistance lend, And on that grace I dare depend.