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Shall Mortals Dare Contend?
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15857 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: b minor or modal First Line: Shall mortals dare contend Lyrics: 1 Shall mortals dare contend
With an almighty God?
Who can resist His powerful arm,
Or bear His vengeful rod?
2 He executes His will
In Heav’n, and earth and hell;
And while the angels prostrate fall,
Shall sinful man rebel?
3 He’ll mock the vain design,
His wrath shall pierce them through;
The wages due to every sin
Is everlasting woe. Languages: English Tune Title: GALENA
Shall Mortals Dare Contend?
เราทั้งสามคือพวกโหรา
Author: John H. Hopkins, Jr.; Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15858 Tune Key: e minor or modal Refrain First Line: โอ้ดาวประหลาดอัศจรรย์ Lyrics: 1 เราทั้งสามคือพวกโหรา
เดินทางไกลนำเครื่องบรรณา
ข้ามภูเขาห้วยน้ำลำธาร
ติดตามดาราข้างหน้า
ร้องรับ:
โอ้ดาวประหลาดอัศจรรย์
นำเราไปถึงพระกุมาร
ในโลกนี้มืดมัวชั่วช้า
ครันขอนำถึงสว่างสวรรค์
2 เบธเลเฮมพระเจ้าบังเกิด
เราได้นำทองคำดีเลิศ
มากราบทูลถวายพระองค์
ขอทรงอวยพรเราเถิด [ร้องรับ]
3 กำยานมีกลิ่นหอมวิเศษ
ซึ่งเป็นของจากต่างประเทศ
เราคุกเข่าสรรเสริญกราบไหว้
พระองค์ผู้ทรงปกเกศ [ร้องรับ]
4 มดยอบของขมเป็นเครื่องหอม
เราถวายแด่พระกุมาร
ซึ่งผู้หญิงได้นำถวาย
ห่อพระกายพระภูบาล [ร้องรับ]
5 เหล่ามนุษย์จงยินดีครัน
ในการสมภพองค์ทรงธรรม
นำจิตใจเป็นของถวาย
ร้องสาธุการพร้อมกัน [ร้องรับ] Languages: Thai Tune Title: [เราทั้งสามคือพวกโหรา]
เราทั้งสามคือพวกโหรา
When, By The Tempter's Wiles Betrayed
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15980 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Key: a minor or modal First Line: When, by the tempter’s wiles betrayed Lyrics: 1 When, by the tempter’s wiles betrayed
Adam our head and parent fell,
Unknown before, a pleasure spread,
Through all the mazy deeps of hell.
2 Infernal powers rejoiced to see
The new-made world destroyed, undone;
But God proclaims His great decree,
Of grace and mercy through His Son.
3 Serpent, accursed, thy sentence read,
Almighty vengeance thou shalt feel;
The woman’s seed shall crush thy head,
Thy malice slightly bruise His heel.
4 Thus God declares, and Christ descends,
In human form to bleed and die;
Whilst by His death, death’s empire ends,
And all the sons of darkness fly.
5 Rising, the King of glory deals
Destruction to His numerous foes;
His power the daring tempter feels,
And sinks oppressed beneath his woes. Languages: English Tune Title: VESTAL
When, By The Tempter's Wiles Betrayed
When From Scattered Lands Afar
Author: Charlotte E. Tonna Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16038 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: When from scattered lands afar Lyrics: 1 When from scattered lands afar
Spreads the voice of rumored war,
Nations in tumultuous pride
Heave like ocean’s roaring tide;
When the solar splendors fail,
When the crescent waxeth pale;
World! do thou the signal dread,
We exalt the drooping head.
2 When the powers that star-like reign
Sink dishonored to the plain,
We uplift the expectant eye—
Our redemption draweth nigh,
When the fig tree shoots appear,
Men behold their summer near;
When the hearts of rebels fail,
We the coming Conqueror hail.
3 Bridegroom of Thy weeping spouse,
Listen to her longing vows,
Listen to her widowed moan,
Listen to creation’s groan;
Bid, O bid Thy trumpet sound,
Gather Thine elect around:
Call them from the cheerless gloom,
Call them from the marble tomb.
4 From the grass-grown village grave,
From the deep dissolving wave,
From the whirlwind and the flame,
Mighty Head, Thy members claim.
Where Thy cross in anguish stood,
Where Thy life distilled in blood,
Where they mocked Thy dying groan,
King of nations, claim Thy throne. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERYSTWYTH
When From Scattered Lands Afar
Quickly My Days Have Passed Away
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16085 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: d minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Quickly my days have passed away,
[or, How quick my days have passed away,]
How soon alas, they’re gone!
Life’s gayest scenes decline in haste,
Just like the setting sun.
2 Always in motion, ne’er at rest,
My minutes onward roll;
Swift to pursue their destined course,
And soon will reach the goal.
3 Eternal pains or endless joys
Stand waiting at the door;
The moments past or those to come,
Are not within my power.
4 God of my strength and of my hope,
In whom I live and move,
Help me by Thine instructive grace
The present to improve.
5 And if through this revolving year,
Thou shouldst my life prolong,
Oh may Thy wisdom guide my steps,
Thy praise employ my tongue. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Quickly My Days Have Passed Away
Lo, Jesus Spreads His Wrath Abroad
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16107 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: Lo, Jesus spreads abroad His wrath Lyrics:
1 Lo, Jesus spreads abroad His wrath,
And vengeance sits upon His brow;
Now tremble, rulers of the earth,
And at His feet ye nations bow.
2 Now lift your suppliant hands; no more
Against unequal strength rebel;
Fierce and resistless is His power,
Which angels dread and devils feel.
3 With true repentance seek His face,
Love and adore th’ incarnate God;
Those sinners who refuse His grace
Shall sink beneath His iron rod.
4 Soon shall that dreadful day appear,
When He will fix your final doom;
Oh seek for mercy now with care,
Before that awful moment come.
Languages: English Tune Title: HILKIAH
Lo, Jesus Spreads His Wrath Abroad
Soon Shall The Trumpet Spread
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16112 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: f minor First Line: Soon shall the trumpet spread Lyrics:
1 Soon shall the trumpet spread
Its animating sound—
Awake, arise, ye numerous dead,
Ye nations underground.
2 The solemn call’s obeyed,
In wondrous crowds they come,
Reluctantly, and all dismayed,
To hear their final doom.
3 Be that important day
Impressed upon my mind,
Let me with constant fervor pray,
That I may mercy find.
4 Oh let my heart rejoice,
To find the Judge my friend;
His love shall then attune my voice,
When time and nature end.
Languages: English Tune Title: WIRKSWORTH
Soon Shall The Trumpet Spread
He Comes, He Comes! The Son Of God
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16116 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: g minor Lyrics:
1 He comes, He comes! the Son of God
Descends from yonder sky;
Bright clouds compose His lofty seat,
And round Him angels fly.
2 Millions of millions trembling stand
Before His awful throne,
Summoned a strict account to give,
Of works which they have done.
3 Oh then may all my fears subside,
My sins and sorrows end,
And in the Judge may I behold
My Savior and my friend.
Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR
He Comes, He Comes! The Son Of God
Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16118 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: c minor or modal First Line: Great God, the terrors of Thy wrath Lyrics:
1 Great God, the terrors of Thy wrath,
What mortal tongue can tell?
A fiery stream comes issuing forth,
And lights the flames of hell.
2 No mitigation can it know,
Nor ever have an end;
Its greatness and duration, too,
All finite thought transcend.
3 But Thou, oh Lord, hast formed a plan,
Replete with wondrous grace.
To raise the fallen creature, man,
To perfect happiness.
4 Through the atonement of my Lord,
All sin may be forgiv’n;
‘Tis He removes the flaming sword,
Which barred the way to Heaven.
5 Should all the pow’rs of earth and hell
Their force against me join,
His cross will all my fears dispel,
And fill with peace divine.
Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath
How Painful Is The Task
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16122 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: e minor or modal Lyrics:
1 How painful is the task,
A member to disown;
Once by the church esteemed and loved,
And as a brother known.
2 Could aught prevent the deed,
The solemn deed declared,
How happy it for us had been,
From such a duty spared.
3 But oh, the love of Christ,
The love of truth demands,
This needful, painful sacrifice,
This duty at our hands.
4 Should we at sin connive,
Or any evil spare,
How could we give account at last,
When Jesus shall appear.
5 His eyes as flames of fire,
Search all the churches through,
Naught can be hidden from His sight,
Though veiled from mortal view.
6 To Him may we ourselves,
In faithfulness approve;
And while we mourn our humbled state,
Wait His reviving love.
Languages: English Tune Title: AYLSEBURY
How Painful Is The Task
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