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And Now The Scales Have Left Mine Eyes
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8050 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And now the scales have left mine eyes,
Now I begin to see:
Oh the cursed deeds my sins have done!
What murderous things they be!
2 Were these the traitors, dearest Lord,
That Thy fair body tore?
Monsters, that stained those heav’nly limbs
With floods of crimson gore!
3 Was it for crimes that I had done
My dearest Lord was slain,
When justice seized God’s only Son,
And put His soul to pain?
4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of peace,
I’ll wound my God no more;
Hence from my heart, ye sins, begone,
For Jesus I adore.
5 Furnish me, Lord, with heav’nly arms
From grace’s magazine,
And I’ll proclaim eternal war
With every darling sin. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNFERMLINE
And Now The Scales Have Left Mine Eyes
O Lord Of Life and Death
Author: John Ellerton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8069 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O Lord of life and death, we come Lyrics: 1 O Lord of life and death, we come
In sorrow to Thy throne;
Yet not bewildered, blind and dumb,
Before some power unknown.
2 The scourge is our Father’s hand;
The plague comes forth from Thee;
Oh, give us hearts to understand,
And faith Thy ways to see!
3 Forgive the foul neglect that brought
Thy chastening to our door;
The homes uncared-for, souls untaught,
The unregarded poor;
4 The slothful ease, the greed of gain,
Tbe wasted years, forgive;
Purge out our sins by needful pain,
Then turn, and bid us live.
5 So shall the lives for which we plead
Be spared to praise Thee still;
And we, from fear and danger freed,
Be strong to do Thy will. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR
O Lord Of Life and Death
Are All the Foes of Sion Fools?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8077 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Are all the foes of Sion fools Lyrics: 1 Are all the foes of Sion fools,
Who thus devour her saints?
Do they not know her Savior rules,
And pities her complaints?
2 They shall be seized with sad surprise;
For God’s revenging arm
Scatters the bones of them that rise
To do His children harm.
3 In vain the sons of Satan boast
Of armies in array;
When God has first despised their host
They fall an easy prey.
4 O for a word from Zion’s king,
Her captives to restore!
Jacob with all his tribes shall sing,
And Judah weep no more. Languages: English Tune Title: SONG 67 (Gibbons)
Are All the Foes of Sion Fools?
My Life's Fountain
Author: Jessie A. Lee Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8160 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: My Saviour, Father, Guide and Friend Lyrics: 1 My Saviour, Father, Guide and Friend,
A solace to the mourning,
A wise Creator, powerful Hand;
A Judge to the scorning.
2 He leads me by His loving hand,
His gentle voice does guide me;
He vowed that He would ne’er forsake
And always walk beside me.
3 When I am frightened He is there
To comfort and sustain me.
His words give wisdom to my ear,
And peace will always claim me.
4 My Saviour has made me to go
With Him o’er plain or mountain;
And I will gladly follow Him,
For He is my life’s fountain. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. COLUMBA
My Life's Fountain
Lost In The Wildering Maze Of Sin
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8168 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lost in the wildering maze of sin,
And far from God astray,
The wicked, guiled by Satan’s arts,
Pursue their dreadful way.
2 From day to day they roam for rest,
But all their search in vain;
They seek the living ’mong the dead,
And joy where sorrows reign.
3 Estranged from Thee, Thou God of peace!
What peace can sinners find?
What, but the phantom Satan gives
To lure the captive mind?
4 The wicked, like the troubled sea,
In restless motion rage,
And with their conscience, and with Thee,
Unceasing warfare wage.
5 Till Thou direct our feet aright,
And guide us by Thy love,
From Heaven and peace, and safety far,
Our wandering footsteps rove.
6 When faith, uplifting meek her eye,
Beholds Thine anger cease,
And grace inspires the hope of Heaven—
This, this alone is peace. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. JAMES
Lost In The Wildering Maze Of Sin
While Sinners Utter Boasting Words
Author: John Newton, 1725-1807 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8169 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 While sinners utter boasting words,
And glory in their shame;
The Lord, well pleased, an ear affords
To those who fear His name.
2 They often meet to seek His face,
And what they do or say,
Is noted in His book of grace,
Against another day.
3 For they, by faith, a day descry,
A joyfully expect,
When He, descending from the sky,
His jewels will collect.
4 Unnoticed now, because unknown,
A poor and suffering few;
He comes to claim them for His own,
And bring them forth to view.
5 With transport then, their Savior’s care
And favor they shall prove;
As tender parents guard and spare
The children of their love.
6 Assembled worlds will then discern
The saints alone are blest;
When wrath shall like an oven burn,
And vengeance strike the rest. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
While Sinners Utter Boasting Words
God Bids, And Lo!
Author: James Merrick, 1720-1769 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8179 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: God bids, and lo! a burning waste Lyrics: 1 God bids, and lo! a burning waste,
Where rolled the floods before,
And, touched by the descending blast,
The springs are seen no more.
2 Sad witness of some dire offense,
Behold the fertile soil
No more its wonted gifts dispense,
But mock the tiller’s toil.
3 He bids, and o’er the desert wide
The liquid lake is spread;
New springs the thirsty earth divide,
And murmuring lift the head.
4 There myriads, late with hunger wan,
By Him assembled, meet;
There pleased the future city plan,
And fix their sure retreat.
5 And now they sow the foodful grain,
The tender vine they rear;
Now waves the harvest o’er the plain,
And plenty crowns the year.
6 Blest in His care, the sires with joy
A numerous race behold;
Nor dares disease their herds annoy,
Or waste the peopled fold.
7 His works attentive while it sees,
The Heav’n-instructed mind
Shall own, how equal His decrees,
His providence, how kind! Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR
God Bids, And Lo!
Arrayed Against Our Church And Faith
Author: Harriet Auber Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8229 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Arrayed against our church and faith,
The powers of darkness rage,
And the proud tyrants of the earth
Unholy warfare wage.
2 They say, O God, Thou wilt not hear,
Thou, Lord, will not regard;
But each dark crime is known to Thee,
And meets its just reward.
3 The Father of the fatherless,
The helper of the weak,
Thy hand shall every wrong redress,
Thy voice shall comfort speak.
4 And soon shall dawn that blessèd day,
When sin and woe shall cease,
And earth, beneath Messiah’s sway,
Enjoy perpetual peace. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Arrayed Against Our Church And Faith
As O'er The Past My Memory Strays
Author: Thomas F. Middleton, 1769-1832 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8250 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: As o’er the past my memory strays Lyrics: 1 As o’er the past my memory strays,
Why heaves the secret sigh?
’Tis that I mourn departed days,
Still unprepared to die.
2 The world and worldly things beloved,
My anxious thoughts employed;
And time unhallowed, unimproved,
Presents a fearful void.
3 Yet, holy Father, wild despair
Chase from my laboring breast;
Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer,
That grace can do the rest.
4 My life’s brief remnant all be Thine;
And when Thy sure decree
Bids me this fleeting breath resign,
O speed my soul to Thee.
Languages: English Tune Title: GRÄFENBERG
As O'er The Past My Memory Strays
Long Sunk In Superstition's Night
Author: Michael M. Dutt Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8255 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Long sunk in superstition’s night
By sin and Satan driven,
I saw not, cared not, for the light,
That leads the blind to Heaven.
2 I sat in darkness—reason’s eye
Was shut, was closed in me:
I hastened to eternity
O’er error’s dreadful sea.
3 But now at length Thy grace, O Lord,
Bids all around me shine:
I drink Thy sweet, Thy precious word;
I kneel before Thy shrine.
4 I’ve broke affection’s tenderest ties
For my blest Savior’s sake:
All, all I love beneath the skies
Lord, I for Thee forsake. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN
Long Sunk In Superstition's Night
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