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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
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Fixed The Covenant Is, And Certain

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16125 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: Fixed the cov’nant is, and cer­tain Lyrics: 1 Fixed the cov’nant is, and cer­tain, Ratified by blood di­vine; Saints, with lov­ing ex­ul­ta­tion, Celebrate the kind de­sign: Sing of mer­cy, As it now in Je­sus shines. 2 Hence pro­ceed un­numbered bless­ings Pardon, peace and end­less joy, Those with cov’nant-truth re­cord­ed, Shall our dai­ly thoughts em­ploy: Precious Bi­ble, Thus to bring a Sav­ior nigh. 3 All its pro­mis­es and pre­cepts, All the doc­trines it con­tains, Are a rich and bound­less trea­sure, Far ex­ceed­ing earth­ly gains: Sacred vol­ume, Antidote to mor­tal pains. 4 Let thy light be still ex­tend­ed, Reaching all the hu­man race, Let the migh­ty con­quer­ing Sav­ior, Show the glo­ries of His face: Win the na­tions, By His so­ve­reign pow­er and grace. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AUSTIN
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Sing Alleluia, All Ye Lands!

Author: John M. Neale Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16164 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Key: f minor First Line: Sing Al­le­luia, all ye lands! Lyrics: 1 Sing Al­le­luia, all ye lands! Ye floods and oceans, clap your hands! The King re­turns from glo­ri­ous fight, Whose arms have shat­tered Sa­tan’s might; Our glad­dest song shall there­fore be, That God was reign­ing from the Tree! 2 The sling and five smooth stones have slain The giant on the bat­tle plain; And Ho­lo­fer­nes’ fal­chi­on dread, Hath se­vered Ho­lo­fer­nes’ head; Our chief is crowned, for slain was He, When God was reign­ing from the Tree! 3 Alone, des­pised, and set at naught, The press He trod, the fight He fought; Alone He crushed the dra­gon down, And so alone He wears the crown; The sun is bright, the clouds must flee, For God was reign­ing from the Tree! 4 Jerusalem, arise and shine! The glo­ry of thy Lord is thine; The vic­tor’s crown, the roy­al throne, Are all His gift, and all thine own; For all of His thine own shall be, Since God was reign­ing from the Tree! Languages: English Tune Title: BURDUR
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There Are A Myriad Means, O Lord

Author: Geoffrey Dearmer Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16220 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Tune Key: d minor or modal First Line: There are a my­ri­ad means, O Lord Languages: English Tune Title: EMAIN MACHA
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Satan, By Artifice And Fraud

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16240 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: a minor or modal First Line: Satan, by ar­ti­fice and fraud Lyrics: 1 Satan, by ar­ti­fice and fraud, Unwary souls de­coys; Draws the af­fect­ions off from God, Allures, and then de­stroys. 2 With sub­tle art he spreads the net, Ye saints, in time be­ware; Be cir­cum­spect, and guard your feet Against the dan­ger­ous snare. 3 Though he as­sumes an an­gel’s face, As oft­en­times he will; Yet swift­ly flee this foe to peace, For he is Sa­tan still. 4 To God ap­proach by fer­vent pray­er, And His as­sist­ance crave; Then will He make your souls His care, Who migh­ty is to save. Languages: English Tune Title: DEWITT
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I Fear The Serpent's Hiss

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16243 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: I fear the ser­pent’s hiss Lyrics: 1 I fear the ser­pent’s hiss, The prowl­ing li­on’s roar, The tempt­er’s fas­ci­nat­ing wiles, And his de­stroy­ing pow­er. 2 What sub­tle arts he tries, To draw me in­to sin! Presents th’al­lur­ing bait, but hides The bane­ful hook with­in. 3 He makes fair pro­mis­es Of safe­ty, peace and joy; And where his craft does not pre­vail, He’ll ope­n force em­ploy. 4 A thou­sand forms he takes, As best may suit his end; Now a bright an­gel he ap­pears, And now a hate­ful fiend. 5 But why should I of him Be slav­ish­ly afraid? Jesus, whose heel the ser­pent bruised, Shall bruise the ser­pent’s head. Languages: English Tune Title: SOUTHWELL
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Oh What Amazing Horrors Seize

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16256 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: Oh what amaz­ing hor­rors seize Lyrics: 1 Oh what amaz­ing hor­rors seize The sin­ner at his death! With what re­luct­ance and des­pair, He yields his part­ing breath. 2 He gives a groan, and straight is gone Where woe­ful spir­its dwell; A vic­tim to eter­nal wrath, The quench­less flames of hell. 3 Some drops of this tre­men­dous storm Might fall at times be­fore; But now it bursts up­on his head, In one re­lent­less show­er. 4 Oh may I, ere it be too late, To Jesus’ cross re­pair; From thence de­rive a cheer­ing hope, And find sal­va­tion there. 5 Supported by His pow­er­ful grace And sprin­kled with His blood, I’ll rest se­cure from ev­ery ill, Nor dread an an­gry God. Languages: English Tune Title: CLAUDIUS
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To Thee Whose Eye All Nature Owns

Author: Thomas Hardy Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16280 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Key: c minor or modal Lyrics: 1 To Thee whose eye all nature owns, Who hurlest dynasts from their thrones And liftest those of low estate We sing, with her men consecrate! 2 Yea, Great and Good, Thee, Thee, we hail, Who shakes the strong, who shields the frail, Who had not shaped such souls as we If tender mercy lacked in Thee! 3 Though times be when the mortal moan Seems unascending to Thy throne, Though seers do not as yet explain Why suffering sobs to Thee in vain; 4 We hold that Thy unscanted scope Affords a food for final hope, That mild-eyed Prescience ponders nigh Life’s loom, to lull it by-and-by. 5 Therefore we choir to highest height The loving will, the kindly might That balances the vast for weal, That purges us by wounds to heal. 6 The systemed suns the skies enscroll Obey Thee in their rhythmic roll, Ride radiantly at Thy command, Are darkened by Thy master hand! 7 And these pale panting multitudes Seen surging here, their moils, their moods, All shall fulfill their joy in Thee, In Thee abide eternally! 8 Exultant adoration give To Thee, through whom all living live, To Thee, in whom all dying die, Whose means the end shall justify! Languages: English Tune Title: DEO GRACIAS
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How Strong Thine Arm Is, Mighty God!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16328 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: g minor First Line: How strong Thine arm is, migh­ty God! Lyrics: 1 How strong Thine arm is, migh­ty God! Who would not fear Thy name? Jesus, how sweet Thy grac­es are! Who would not love the Lamb? 2 He has done more than Mos­es did, Our pro­phet and our king; From bonds of hell He freed our souls, And taught our lips to sing. 3 In the Red Sea by Mo­ses’ hand Th’Egyptian host was drowned; But Christ’s own blood hides all our sins, And guilt no more is found. 4 When thro’ the de­sert Is­ra­el went, With man­na they were fed; Our Lord in­vites us to His flesh, And calls it liv­ing bread. 5 Moses be­held the pro­mised land, Yet ne­ver reached the place! But Je­sus brings His fol­low­ers home To see His Fa­ther’s face. 6 Then shall our love and joy be full, And feel a warm­er flame, And sweet­er voic­es tune the song Of Mo­ses and the Lamb. Languages: English Tune Title: THE WAITS SONG
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Jesus Will Give You Rest

Author: Eleanor G. A. Weber Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16338 Meter: 11.6.11.6.8.7.11.6 Tune Key: f minor First Line: Is your life so drea­ry, your heart so wea­ry Refrain First Line: He is wait­ing go re­ceive you Lyrics: 1 Is your life so drea­ry, your heart so wea­ry, Bearing your load of sin? If you’ll come to Jesus, your friend and Sav­ior, He’ll give you peace with­in. Refrain: He is wait­ing go re­ceive you, Truest friend who loves you best; Only bring Him your hea­vy load of sin, And He will give you rest. 2 Is your soul be­gin­ning to tire of sin­ning, Groping for truth and life? If you’ll now re­ceive Him and just be­lieve Him, Jesus will give you rest. [Refrain] 3 If you’ll cease from stray­ing, His call ob­ey­ing, Leaving the path of sin, He will be­side you, His love will guide you, And keep you pure with­in. [Refrain] 4 He will turn your sad­ness to joy and glad­ness, If you make Him your guest; And today’s great sor­row will fade to­mor­row, for He will give you rest. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: ROSTOV-ON-DON

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