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O God of Jacob, by whose hand

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #437 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christian experience Sanctification and christian graces Lyrics: 1 O God of Jacob, by whose hand Thy people still are fed; Who, through this weary pilgrimage, Hast all our fathers led! 2 To thee our humble vows we raise, To thee address our prayer; And in thy kind and faithful breast Deposit all our care. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wand'ring footsteps guide; Give us by day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 O! spread thy cov'ring wings around, Till all our wand'rings cease; And at our fathers' lov'd abode Our souls arrive in peace! 5 To thee, as to our cov'nant God, We'll our whole selves resign; And thankful own, that all we are, And all we have, is thine.

Happy the heart, where graces reign

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #438 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christian experience Sanctification and christian graces Lyrics: 1 Happy the heart, where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast: Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, If love be absent there. 3 'Tis love, that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move. The devils know, and tremble too; But devils do not love. 4 This is the grace, that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease. 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss.

Ye servants of the Lord

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #439 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Christian experience Sanctification and christian graces Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heav'nly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame, Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch! 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak, he's near. Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd.

Lord, I cannot let thee go

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #440 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Christian experience Sanctification and christian graces Lyrics: 1 Lord, I cannot let thee go, Till a blessing thou bestow; Do not turn away thy face, Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 2 Dost thou ask me, who I am? Ah! my Lord, thou know'st my name! Yet the question gives a plea, To support my suit with thee! 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, In rebellion blindly bold; Scorn thy grace--thy pow'r defy-- That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 4 Once a sinner near despair, Sought thy mercy-seat by pray'r; Mercy heard and set him free, Lord, that mercy came to me. 5 Many days have passed since then, Many changes I have seen; Yet have been upheld till now; Who could hold me up but thou? 6 Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need-- This emboldens me to plead; After so much mercy past, Canst thou let me sink at last? 7 No--I must maintain my hold-- 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold; I can no denial take, When I plead for Jesus' sake. Scripture: Genesis 32:26

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #441 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Christian experience Sanctification and christian graces Lyrics: 1 Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let thy will on earth be done; Praise by all to thee be given, Gracious Lord of earth and heaven. 2 If so poor a worm as I May to thy great glory live, All my actions sanctify, All my words and thoughts receive. Claim me, for thy service claim All I have, and all I am. 3 Take my soul and body's powers! Take my mem'ry, mind, and will, All my goods and all my hours, All I know and all I feel: All I think, or speak, or do; Take my heart; but make it new! 4 Now, O God, thine own I am: Now I give thee back thine own; Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, Consecrate to thee alone: Thine I live, thrice happy I; Happier still if thine I die. 5 Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let thy will on earth be done: Praise by all to thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.

Jesus! and shall it ever be

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #442 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christian experience The Christian life figuratively described as Taking up the Cross Lyrics: 1 Jesus! and shall it ever be, A mortal man asham'd of thee! Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days! 2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon: 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star! bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus! that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No; when I blush--be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then--nor is my boasting vain-- Till then I boast a Saviour slain! And O, may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me!

Tell me no more of earthly toys

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #443 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Christian experience The Christian life figuratively described as Taking up the Cross Lyrics: 1 Tell me no more of earthly toys, Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, (The things I lov'd before:) Let me but view my Saviour's face, And feel his animating grace, And I desire no more. 2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth, Of careless ease and blooming health, For they have all their snares: Let me but know my sins forgiv'n, And see my name enroll'd in heaven, And I am free from cares. 3 Tell me no more of lofty tow'rs, Delightful gardens, fragrant bow'rs, For these are trifling things; The little room for me design'd, Will suit as well my easy mind, As palaces of kings. 4 Tell me no more of crowding guests, Of gaudy dress, and sumptuous feasts, Extravagance and waste: My little table, only spread With wholesome herbs and wholesome bread, Will better suit my taste. 5 Give me a bible in my hand, A heart to read and understand, This sure, unerring word; I'd urge no company to stay, But sit alone from day to day And converse with the Lord.

'Tis my happiness below

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #444 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Christian experience The Christian life figuratively described as Taking up the Cross Lyrics: 1 'Tis my happiness below, Not to live without the cross; But the Saviour's pow'r to know, Sanctifying every loss: Trials must and will befall; But--with humble faith to see Love inscrib'd upon them all-- This is happiness to me. 2 God, in Israel, sows the seeds Of affliction, pain and toil: These spring up, and choke the weeds, Which would else o'erspread the soil; Trials make the promise sweet; Trials give me life to pray'r; Trials bring me to his feet,-- Lay me low, and keep me there. 3 Did I meet no trials here-- No chastisement by the way-- Might I not, with reason, fear I should prove a cast-away? Bastards may escape the rod, Sunk in earthly vain delight; But the true-born son of God Must not,--would not, if he might.

I ask'd the Lord that I might grow

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #445 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christian experience The Christian life figuratively described as Taking up the Cross Lyrics: 1 I ask'd the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace, Might more of his salvation know, And seek, more earnestly, his face. 2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answer'd prayer; But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair. 3 I hop'd that in some favor'd hour At once he'd answer my request, And by his love's constraining power Subdue my sins and give me rest. 4 Instead of this he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart, And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part. 5 Yea, more, with his own hand he seem'd Intent to aggravate my wo, Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 "Lord, why is this?" I trembling cry'd; "Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?" "'Tis in this way," the Lord replied, "I answer prayer for grace and faith! 7 "These inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free: And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou may'st seek thy all in me."

"We've no abiding city here"

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #447 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christian experience The Christian life figuratively described as Taking up the Cross Lyrics: 1 "We've no abiding city here," This may distress the worldly mind; But should not cost a saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. 2 "We've no abiding city here," Sad truth were this to be our home; But let this thought our spirits cheer, "We seek a city yet to come." 3 "We've no abiding city here," Then let us live as pilgrims do; Let not the world our rest appear; But let us haste from all below. 4 "We've no abiding city here," We seek a city out of sight: Zion it's name,--the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light. 5 O! sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest! Had I the pinions of the dove, I'd flee to thee, and be at rest. 6 But hush, my soul, nor dare repine! The time my God appoints is best: While here, to do his will be mine; And his to fix my time of rest. Scripture: Hebrews 13:14