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Great Redeemer, Friend Of Sinners

Author: William Williams, 1717-1791; William Griffiths, 1777-1825 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12073 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.7 Tune Key: f sharp minor Lyrics: 1 Great Redeemer, friend of sinners, Thou hast wondrous power to save; Grant me grace, and still protect me, Over life’s tempestuous wave: May my soul with sacred transport, View the dawn while yet afar, And until the sun arises, Lead me by the morning star. 2 O! what madness! O! what folly, That my heart should go astray; After vain and foolish trifles, Trifles only of a day: This vain world with all its pleasures, Very soon will be no more; There’s no object worth admiring, But the God whom we adore. 3 See the happy spirits waiting, On the banks beyond the stream, Sweet responders still repeating, Jesus, Jesus is their theme: Hark! they whisper, lo! they call me, Sister spirit, come away; Lo! I come, earth can’t contain me, Hail the realms of endless day. 4 Swiftly roll, ye lingering hours, Seraphs, lend your glittering wings; Love absorbs my ransom powers, Heavenly song around me rings, Worlds of light and crowns of glory, Far above yon azure sky, Only now by faith I see you; Soon I hope to dwell on high. Languages: English Tune Title: ALEXANDER

O Sacred Head, Surrounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Henry W. Baker Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12078 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Tune Key: a minor Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, surrounded By crown of piercing thorn! O bleeding head, so wounded, So shamed and put to scorn! Death’s pallid hue comes o’er Thee, The glow of life decays; Yet angel hosts adore Thee, And tremble as they gaze. 2 I see Thy strength and vigor All fading in the strife, And death with cruel rigor Bereaving Thee of life; O agony and dying! O love to sinners free! Jesu, all grace supplying, O turn Thy face on me. 3 In this Thy bitter passion, Good Shepherd, think of me With Thy most sweet compassion, Unworthy though I be: Beneath Thy cross abiding For ever would I rest, In Thy dear love confiding, And with Thy presence blest. Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE

Lo, He Comes, Arrayed In Vengeance

Author: Joseph Swain Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12092 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Tune Key: e minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Lo, He comes, arrayed in vengeance, Riding down the heav’nly road; Floods of fury roll before him— Who can meet an angry God? Tremble sinners, Who can stand before His rod! 2 Lo He comes, in glory shining; Saints, arise and meet your king! "Glorious Captain of salvation, Welcome! welcome!" hear them sing! Shouts of triumph, Make the heav’ns with echoes ring. 3 Now, despisers, look and wonder! Hear the dreadful sound "Depart," Rattling, like a peal of thunder, Through each guilty rebel’s heart! Lost for ever, Hope and sinners here must part! 4 Still they hear the awful sentence; Hell resounds the dreadful roar, While their heart-strings twinge with anguish, Trembling on the burning shore! Justice seals it— Down they sink, to rise no more! 5 How they shrink, with horror viewing Hell’s deep caverns opening wide! Guilty thoughts, like ghosts pursuing, Plunge them down the rolling tide! Now consider, Ye who scorn the Lamb that died! 6 Hark! ten thousand harps resounding! Formed in bright and grand array, See the glorious armies rising, While their captain leads the way! Heav’n before them Opens an eternal day! Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AUSTIN

O Grant Me, Lord, That Sweet Content

Author: Edward Perronet Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12162 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Tune Key: a minor or modal Lyrics: 1 O grant me, Lord, that sweet content, That sweetens every state; Which no internal fears can rent, Nor outward foes abate. Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace— Thy word the truth hath said— Who, clothed with Thy great righteousness, Thy arm his strength has made. 2 Grant me then, Lord, a contrite heart, A meek and quiet breast; Thy own unspotted mind impart, Thy own unshaken rest. That rest for humble souls prepared, The bosom of Thy love; Where patience finds her full reward, When perfected above. 3 Give me then grace this rest to seek, And, as I seek, to find; My heart all pure, my soul all meek, The copy of Thy mind. So shall I know Thy utmost power, Thy utmost glory prove; And in eternity adore The matchless gift of love! Languages: English Tune Title: VOX DILECTI

Hark! The Redeemer From On High

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12163 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Key: d minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Hark! the Redeemer from on high Sweetly invites His favorites nigh; From caves of darkness and of doubt, He gently speaks and calls us out: 2 “My dove, who hidest in the rock, Thine heart almost with sorrow broke, Lift up thy face, forget thy fear, And let thy voice delight Mine ear. 3 Thy voice to Me sounds ever sweet. My graces in thy countenance meet; Tho’ the vain world thy face despise, ’Tis bright and comely in mine eyes. 4 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives The hope Thine invitation gives; To Thee our joyful lips shall raise The voice of prayer and of praise. 5 I am my love’s, and He is mine; Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join; Nor let a motion, nor a word, Nor thought arise, to grieve my Lord. 6 My soul to pastures fair He leads Amongst the lilies where He feeds; Amongst the saints—whose robes are white Washed in His blood—is His delight. 7 Till daybreak come and shadows flee, Till sweet returning dawn I see, Thine eyes to me-ward often turn, Nor let my soul in darkness mourn. 8 Be like a hart on mountains green, Leap over hills of fear and sin; Nor guilt, nor unbelief, divide My love, my Savior, from my side. Languages: English Tune Title: ABBOTSFORD

Go, Ye Heralds Of Salvation

Author: Thomas Baldwin Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12236 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Tune Key: e minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Go, ye heralds of salvation, Go, proclaim "Redeeming blood"; Publish to that barbarous nation, Peace and pardon from our God: Tell the heathen, None but Christ can do them good. 2 While the Gospel trump you’re sounding, May the Spirit seal the Word, And, thro’ plenteous grace abounding, Heathen bow and own the Lord; Idols leaving, God alone shall be adored. 3 Distant tho’ our souls are blending Still our hearts are warm and true; In our prayers to Heav’n ascending, Brethren—we’ll remember you; Heav’n preserve you, Safely all your journey through. 4 When your mission here is finished, And your work on earth is done, May your souls, by grace replenished, Find acceptance thro’ the Son; Thence admitted, Dwell for ever near His throne. 5 Loud hosannas now resounding, Make the heav’nly arches ring: Grace to sinful men abounding, Ransomed millions sweetly sing; While, with rapture, All adore their heav’nly king. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AUSTIN

How Long Wilt Thou Forget Me, O Lord?

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12253 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Tune Key: g minor First Line: How long wilt Thou forget me Lyrics: 1 How long wilt Thou forget me, O Lord, Thou God of grace? How long shall fears beset me While darkness hides Thy face? How long shall griefs distress me And turn my day to night? How long shall foes oppress me And triumph in their might? 2 O Lord my God, behold me, And hear my earnest cries; Lest sleep of death enfold me, Enlighten Thou mine eyes; Lest now my foe insulting Should boast of his success, And enemies exulting Rejoice in my distress. 3 But I with expectation Have on Thy grace relied; My heart in Thy salvation Shall still with joy confide. And I with voice of singing Will praise the Lord above, Who, richest bounties bringing, Has dealt with me in love. Languages: English Tune Title: BRYNIAU CASSIA

Spirit Of Heav'nly Counsel, Come

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12329 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Tune Key: a minor or modal First Line: Spirit of heav’nly counsel, come Lyrics: 1 Spirit of heav’nly counsel, come, Our legislators teach Thy will; To stay a sinking nation’s doom, The wisdom from above reveal; Nor let them join the impious crowd, Nor let them scorn to fear their God. 2 The wisdom that departs from sin, The gracious principle infuse, To keep their hands and conscience clean, To fit them for their Savior’s use; Now, Savior, now to each impart A single eye, and upright heart. 3 Now let the generous patriots rise, The burden of our land to share, With pleasure, luxury, and vice To wage an everlasting war, Bold to defend religion’s cause, And glory in Thy slighted cross. 4 Their first concern, their foremost aim, Thy kingdom to advance below, While all united in Thy name Their zeal for thy officials show, Upon their hearts their country take, And love, and save her for Thy sake. Languages: English Tune Title: BARRAGH

Ah! Whither Should We Fly?

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12331 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Tune Key: g minor First Line: Ah! whither should we fly Lyrics: 1 Ah! whither should we fly In peril and distress, While all the dogs of war are nigh, The enemies of peace! Almighty God of love, On Thee our souls we cast Hide Thou our hunted lives above, And save the land at last. 2 A leopard watches o’er Our cities night and day, Prepared with unrelenting power To spring upon the prey: The alien armies wait, Lured by the scent of blood, As awful ministers of fate, As thunderbolts of God. 3 Yet if our sin demands, Its just reward of pain, O let us fall into the hands Of God, and not of man: His tender mercies wound, Remorseless as the grave; But pity in Thy wrath is found, Which only strikes to save. 4 In measure then reprove, In love Thine own chastise, But baffle, and far off remove, Our threatening enemies; Blast their devices, Lord, Nor let their counsel stand, Break Thou the spear, and wrest the sword Out of the ruffian’s hand. 5 Thyself the men restrain Who our destruction seek, So shall they fiercely strive in vain The secret bar to break: Their bound they cannot pass, If God assign their bound, And Jesus, as a wall of brass, Our troubled land surround. 6 But our defense is sure, Whate’er event betide, Beneath th’Almighty Shade secure Thy faithful ones abide: ’Till all the tyranny, Of earth and hell is o’er, Jesus, Thy mighty name shall be Our adamantine tower. 7 Tho’ famine, plague, and sword Hang e’er our sinful land, The means of swift prevention, Lord, Are ever in Thine hand: Or if the curse descend, By sovereign Love subdued, The curse shall bless, the ill shall end In everlasting good. Languages: English Tune Title: GÖTTINGEN

A Light To Lighten The Gentiles

Author: Thomas B. Murray Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12377 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Tune Key: g minor First Line: Augustus ruled imperial Rome Lyrics: 1 Augustus ruled imperial Rome, When wars began to cease, And all the nations of the world Enjoyed the sweets of peace. The fir and myrtle took the place Of briar and of thorn, And swords were turned to pruning hooks, When Jesus Christ was born. 2 The rust had gathered round the hinge Of Janus’ open fane; And fiery war had fouled the walls With many a purple stain; But when the light of lovely Peace Above the storm arose, The wondering city saw her chief The massive portal close. 3 To Israel’s sons their God had giv’n His own revealèd Word; And some at the appointed time Were waiting for the Lord. A faithful few in Salem’s courts Watched anxiously to hear The joyful accents that proclaimed Messiah’s advent near. 4 How favored then were Judah’s sons, That first of all to them The Savior came: His word was preached First at Jerusalem; But they had ears that would not hear, And eyes that would not see; So other branches grafted were On Judah’s olive tree. 5 Inquiring eyes in heathen lands Had seen a wondrous sign; The heav’ns declared God’s glory, and The sky His work divine; A new and shining light was shed O’er Gentile Galilee, And lighted up with golden rays The islands of the sea. 6 There was an island of the sea, An island far away, Upon whose shores there had not beamed The dawn of perfect day: Dark altars reared to gloomy gods With human blood were dyed; And there they stand, those giant blocks, To humble Britain’s pride. 7 Within thy circles rude, Stonehenge, The white robed Druids stood; Their eyes were raised to heaven, and Their hands were bathed in blood: They knew not of the Son of God, Who bought us with a price; And gave Himself upon the cross, A perfect sacrifice. 8 But now the Lord of light and truth Hath blessed our plains, for there The taper spires that point to Heav’n The Savior’s name declare. May He vouchsafe increasing light To this our English home, And pour His grace upon our church, Till all its fulness come! Languages: English Tune Title: VOX DILECTI