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Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield

Hymnal: Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church of the United States, as authorized by the General Convention #268 (1845) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Languages: English

Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer

Hymnal: Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church of the United States, as authorized by the General Convention #269 (1845) Topics: Awakening and Inviting The Surrender Languages: English

And am I born to die

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #X (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 And am I born to die? To lay this body down? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown? A land of deepest shade, Unpierc'd by human thought? The dreary regions of the dead, Where all things are forgot. 2 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me? Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be! Wak'd by the trumpet's sound, I from my grave shall rise, And see the Judge with glory crown'd, And see the flaming skies! 3 How shall I leave my tomb! With triumph or regret? A fearful or a joyful doom, A curse or blessing meet? Will angel-bands convey Their brother to the bar? Or devils drag my soul away To meet its sentence there! 4 Who can resolve the doubt That tears my anxious breast? Shall I be with the damn'd cast out, Or number'd with the blest? I must from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell: Must come at his command to heav'n, Or else depart to hell. 5 O thou that wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who dy'dst thyself, my soul to save From endless misery! Shew me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe, That when thou comest on thy throne, I may with joy appear. 6 Thou art thyself the way, Thyself in me reveal; So shall I spend my life's short day Obedient to thy will; So shall I love my God, Because he first lov'd me, And praise thee in thy bright abode, To all eternity. Languages: English

And am I only born to die?

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XI (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 And am I only born to die? And must I suddenly comply With nature’s stern decree? What after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity. 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the house of clay, My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Against the fatal day! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone; If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before Th' inexorable throne! 4 No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment’s misery or joy, But Oh! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destin'd place, Shall I my everlasting days With fiends or angels spend? 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath; But how I may escape the death That never, never dies! How make mine own election sure, And when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. 6 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be thou my guide, be thou my way To glorious happiness! Ah! write the pardon on my heart, And whensoe’er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace. Languages: English

Behold the Savior of mankind

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #VI (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind, Nail'd to the shameful tree: How vast the love that him inclin'd To bleed and die for thee! 2 Hark. how he groans! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid, "Receive my soul," he cries! See, where he bows his sacred head! He bows his head and dies. 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain And in full glory shine; O Lamb of God! was ever pain, Was ever love like thine! Languages: English

Blow ye the trumpet, blow

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XV (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound, Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made, Ye weary spirits rest, Ye mournful souls be glad; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God. The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption in his blood, Throughout the world proclaim. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye, who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesu's love. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 The gospel-trumpet hear, The news of heav'nly grace, And sav'd from earth appear Before your Saviour's face. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. Languages: English

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #II (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and pow'r; He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; True belief, and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh; Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream, All the fitness he requires, Is to feel you need of him; This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden'd, Bruis'd and mangled by the fall, If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all, Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 5 Agonizing in the garden, Lo! your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold him! Hear him cry before he dies, "It is finish'd!" Sinners, will not this suffice? 6 Lo! th' incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood; Venture on him, venture freely, Let no other trust intrude; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 7 Saints and angels join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven, Sweetly echo with his name; Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the same. Languages: English

He comes! he comes! the Judge severe

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XIII (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 He comes! he comes! the Judge severe The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunder's roll; How welcome to the faithful soul! 2 From heav'n angelic voices sound, See the Almighty Jesus crown'd! Girt with omnipotence and grace And glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own; The kingdoms all obey his word, And hail him their triumphant Lord. 4 Shout all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High; Our Lord, who now his right obtains, For ever and for ever reigns. Languages: English

Lo he comes with clouds descending

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XIV (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Lo he comes with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain! Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah! God appears with man to reign. 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierc'd, and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of his passion, Still his dazzling body bears; Cause of endless exultation To his random'd worshippers: With what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars. 4 Yea! Amen! let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne! Saviour take the pow'r and glory, Claim the kingdom for thine own; Jah! Jahovah! Everlasting God come down. Languages: English

O for a thousand tongues to sing

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #I (1791) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 O for a thousand tongues to sing My dear redeemer's praise! The glories of my God and king, The triumphs of his grace; 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad, The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease: 'Tis music in the sinner's ear: 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the Power of cancell'd sin, He sets the pris'ners free; His blood can make the foulest clean His blood availed me. 5 Look unto him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race; Look and be sav'd through faith alone, Be justify'd by grace! 6 See all your sins on Jesus laid; The Lamb of God was slain. His soul was once an off'ring made For every soul of man. 7 With me, your Chief ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiv'n; Anticipate your heav'n below, And own that love is heav'n. Languages: English