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Happy the heart, where graces reign

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 243 hymnals 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.

Tell me no more of earthly toys

Meter: Irregular Appears in 78 hymnals 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

Meter: Irregular Appears in 262 hymnals 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

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 136 hymnals 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"

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 182 hymnals 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

O Zion, when I think of thee

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 36 hymnals Topics: Christian experience The Christian life figuratively described as Taking up the Cross Lyrics: 1 O Zion, when I think of thee, I wish for pinions like a dove, And mourn to think that I should be So distant from the place I love. 2 "An exile here, and far from home, For Zion's sacred walls I sigh, Thither the ransom'd nations come, And see the Saviour eye to eye. 3 "While here I walk on hostile ground, The few that I can call my friends, Are like myself, with fetters bound, And weariness our steps attends. 4 "But yet we shall behold the day When Zion's children shall return; Our sorrows then shall flee away, And we shall never, never mourn. 5 "The hope that such a day will come Makes even the exile's portion sweet; Though now we wander far from home, In Zion soon we all shall meet."

How happy is the pilgrim's lot

Meter: Irregular Appears in 183 hymnals Topics: Christian experience A pilgrimage Lyrics: 1 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! Confin'd to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2 Though I no foot of land possess, Nor cottage in this wilderness, A poor way-faring man, I lodge a while in tents below, Or gladly wander to and fro, Till I my Canaan gain. 3 Nothing on earth I call my own; A stranger to the world unknown, I all their goods despise; I trample on their whole delight, And seek a city out of sight, A city in the skies. 4 There is my house and portion fair, My treasure, and my heart are there, And my abiding home; For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come! 5 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, I come, to meet thee in the skies, And claim my heavenly rest! Now let the pilgrim's journey end, Now, O my Saviour, brother, friend, Receive me to thy breast! Scripture: Hebrews 11:13

The sun is fast descending

Meter: Irregular Appears in 8 hymnals Topics: Christian experience A pilgrimage Lyrics: 1 The sun is fast descending His circuit from on high; The shades of eve are blending With yonder distant sky; Soon will the landscape vanish, And sable darkness banish These scenes from mortal eye. 2 Thus too our days are ending, The race will soon be run, Our sun is fast descending; Our work is almost done. Soon will our Master greet us, And heav'nly legions meet us To waft us to our home. 3 Then pilgrims! come, delay not On this unfriendly ground, And in the desert say not, That you have Canaan found. The fiery pillar leads us, The promised manna feeds us, But barren is the ground. 4 Come tune the harp to gladness, A song of Zion sing; Away with thoughts of sadness, We'll praise our heav'nly king. Our trials and our crosses, Our sufferings and our losses, But keep us near to him. 5 But Zion! when we raise thee A song in distant lands, The harp that fain would praise thee, Falls tuneless from our hands. Our hearts, distress'd and lonely, Can leap for gladness only In thy dear happy land.

My spirit looks to God alone

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 128 hymnals Topics: Christian experience Christian assurance and confidence in God Lyrics: 1 My spirit looks to God alone; My rock and refuge is his throne; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face: When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 3 False are the men of high degree, The baser sort are vanity; Laid in the balance, both appear Light as a puff of empty air. 4 Make not increasing gold your trust, Nor set your hearts on glittering dust; Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke, And not believe what God hath spoke? 5 Once has his awful voice declared, Once and again my ears have heard, "All power is his eternal due: He must be fear'd and trusted too." 6 For Sovereign power reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the throne: Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our last reward.

'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 36 hymnals Topics: Christian experience Christian in the prospect of death Lyrics: 1 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope, That when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home! 2 There shall my dis-imprison'd soul, Behold him and adore; Be with his likeness satisfied, And grieve, and sin, no more. 3 Shall see him wear that very flesh, On which my guilt was lain; His love intense, his merit fresh, As though but newly slain. 4 Soon too my slumbering dust shall hear The trumpet's quickening sound; And by my Saviour's power rebuilt, At his right hand be found. 5 These eyes shall see him in that day, The God that died for me! And all my rising bones shall say, Lord, who is like to thee! 6 If such the views which grace unfolds, Weak as it is below, What raptures must the church above, In Jesus' presence know! 7 O may the unction of these truths, For ever with me stay, Till from her sinful cage dismiss'd, My spirit flies away!