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Sweet was the time when first I felt
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #459 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 Sweet was the time when first I felt
The Saviour's pardoning blood
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.
2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd,
His praises tuned my tongue;
And when the evening shades prevail'd,
His love was all my song.
3 In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw His glory shine;
And, when I read His holy word,
I call'd each promise mine.
4 Now when the evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.
5 Now Satan threatens to prevail,
And make my soul his prey;
Yet, Lord, Thy mercies cannot fail,
Oh, come without delay! Languages: English
Sweet was the time when first I felt
Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #460 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay,
Though I have done Thee such despite;
Cast not a sinner quite away,
Nor take Thine everlasting flight.
2 Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart,
Oft shaken off my guilty fears,
And vex'd and urged Thee to depart,
For many long rebellious years;
3 Though I have most unfaithful been
Of all who e'er Thy grace received,
Ten thousand times Thy goodness seen,
Ten thousand times Thy goodness grieved;
4 Yes, oh, the chief of sinners spare,
In honor of my great High-Priest;
Nor in Thy righteous anger swear
T'exclude me from Thy people's rest.
5 This only woe I deprecate,
This only plague I pray remove,
Nor leave me in my lost estate,
Nor curse me with this want of love.
6 E'en now my weary soul release,
Upraise me with Thy gracious hand,
And guide into Thy perfect peace,
And bring me to the promised land. Languages: English
Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay
O Lord, and shall our fainting souls
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #461 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 O Lord, and shall our fainting souls
Thy just displeasure ever mourn?
Thy Spirit grieved, and long withdrawn
Will He no more to us return?
2 Great Source of light and peace, return,
Nor let us mourn and sigh in vain;
Come, repossess our longing hearts
With all the graces of Thy train.
3 This temple, hallow'd by Thy hand,
Once more be with Thy presence blest;
Here be Thy grace anew display'd;
Be this Thine everlasting rest. Languages: English
O Lord, and shall our fainting souls
Affliction is a stormy deep
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #462 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 Affliction is a stormy deep,
Where wave resounds to wave;
Though o'er my head the billows roll,
I know the Lord can save.
2 The hand that now withholds my joys
Can reinstate my peace;
And He who bade the tempest roar,
Can bid that tempest cease.
3 In the dark watches of the night,
I'll count His mercies o'er;
I'll praise Him for ten thousand past,
And humbly sue for more.
4 When darkness and when sorrows rose
And press'd on every side,
The Lord has still sustain'd my steps,
And still has been my guide.
5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes,
Nor murmur at His rod;
He's more than all the world to me,
My health, my life, my God! Languages: English
Affliction is a stormy deep
God of my life, to Thee I call!
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #463 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 God of my life, to Thee I call!
Afflicted at Thy feet I fall;
When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail.
2 Friend of the friendless and the faint!
Where should I lodge my deep complaint?
Where but with Thee, whose open door
Invites the helpless and the poor!
3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee,
And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea?
Does not Thy word still fix'd remain,
That none shall seek Thy face in vain!
4 Poor thou I am--despised, forgot,
Yet God, my God, forgets me not;
And he is safe, and must succeed,
For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. Languages: English
God of my life, to Thee I call!
When languor and disease invade
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #464 (1870) Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 When languor and disease invade
This trembling house of clay,
’Tis sweet to look beyond my pains,
And long to fly away.
2 Sweet to look inward, and attend
The whispers of His love;
Sweet to look upward to the place
Where Jesus pleads above.
3 Sweet to look back, and see my name
In life’s fair book set down;
Sweet to look forward and behold
Eternal joys my own.
4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine
My sins on Jesus laid;
Sweet to remember that His blood
My debt of suffering paid. Languages: English
When languor and disease invade
There is a house not made with hands
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #465 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 There is a house not made with hands,
Eternal and on high;
And here my spirit waiting stands,
Till God shall bid it fly.
2 Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolved and fall,
Then, O my soul, with joy obey
Thy Heavenly Father’s call.
3 ’Tis He, by His almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heaven,
And as an earnest of the place,
Has His own Spirit given.
4 We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon His Word;
But while the body is our home,
We’re absent from the Lord.
Languages: English
There is a house not made with hands
It is not death to die
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #466 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 It is not death to die--
To leave this weary road,
And 'mid the brotherhood on high,
To be at home with God.
2 It is not death to close
The eye long dimm'd by tears,
And wake in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
3 It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.
4 It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong, exulting wing,
To live among the just.
5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life!
Thy chosen cannot die:
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high. Languages: English
It is not death to die
No, no, it is not dying
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #467 (1870) Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 No, no, it is not dying,
To go unto our God;
This gloomy earth forsaking,
Our journey homeward taking
Along the starry road.
2 No, no, it is not dying,
Heaven's citizen to be;
A crown immortal wearing,
And rest unbroken sharing,
From care and conflict free.
3 No, no, it is not dying,
The Shepherd's voice to know:
His sheep he ever leadeth,
His peaceful flock He feedeth,
Where living pastures grow.
4 No, no it is not dying
To wear a lordly crown;
Among God's people dwelling,
The glorious triumph swelling
Of Him whose sway we own.
5 Oh, no, this is not dying,
The Saviour of mankind!
There streams of love are flowing,
No hindrance ever knowing;
Here only drops we find. Languages: English
No, no, it is not dying
One sweetly solemn thought
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #468 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Christians their life and experience Lyrics: 1 One sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o'er and o'er;
I am nearer my home to-day
Than e'er I've been before;
2 Nearer my Father's house,
Where many mansions be,
Nearer the throne where Jesus reigns,
Nearer the crystal sea.
3 Nearer the bound of life,
Where burdens are laid down,
Nearer leaving the cross of grief,
Nearer gaining the crown.
4 But lying darkly between,
And winding down through the night,
Flows on the deep and unknown stream,
That leads me to the light.
5 Jesus, perfect my trust,
Strengthen my hand of my faith,
And be Thou near me when I stand
Upon the shore of death.
Languages: English
One sweetly solemn thought
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