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Meditating on the Redeemer's Sufferings

Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Recall, my heart, that dreadful hour Lyrics: I. Recall, my heart, that dreadful hour, When Jesus on the cursed tree Infinite pains and sorrows bore— Think, O my soul, was this for thee? II. See, crown'd with thorns that sacred head, With beams of glory once adorn'd! That voice, which heav'n and earth obey'd, Is now by traitors mock'd and scorn'd. III. And see those lovely melting eyes, Whence kind compassion often flow'd, Now rais'd imploring to the skies, For harden'd souls athirst for blood! IV. Those healing hands with blessings fraught, Nail'd to the cross with pungent smart! Inhuman deed! could no kind thought To pity move the ruthless heart? V. But oh! what agonies unknown, His soul sustain'd beneath the load Of mortal crimes! how deep the groan Which calm'd the vengeance of a God! VI. He groan'd! he dy'd! the awful scene Of wonder, grief, surprizing love, Forever let my heart retain, Nor from my Saviour's feet remove. VII. Jesus, accept this wretched heart, Which trembling, mourning, comes to thee; The blessing of thy death impart, And tell my soul, 'tis all for me.

Light and Deliverance

Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: The weary trav'ler, lost in night Lyrics: I. The weary trav'ler, lost in night, Breathes many a longing sigh, And marks the welcome dawn of light, With rapture in his eye. II. Thus sweet the dawn of heav'nly day Lost weary sinners find; When mercy with reviving ray, Beams o'er the fainting mind. III. To slaves oppress'd with cruel chains, How kind, how dear the friend, Whose gen'rous hand relieves their pains, And bids their sorrows end! IV. Thus kind, thus dear, that friend divine Who ransoms captive souls, Unbinds the cruel chains of sin, And all its pow'r controuls. V. Jesus, to thy soul-chearing light, My dawn of hope I owe; Once, wand'ring in the shades of night, And lost in hopeless woe. VI. 'Twas thy dear hand redeem'd the slave, And set the pris'ner free; Be all I am, and all I have, Devoted, Lord, to thee! VII. But stronger ties than nature knows, My grateful love confine; And ev'n that love, thy hand bestows, Which wishes to be thine. VIII. Here, at thy feet, I wait thy will, And live upon thy word: O give me warmer love and zeal, To serve my dearest Lord.

Searching after Happiness

Appears in 9 hymnals First Line: O happiness, thou pleasing dream Lyrics: I. O happiness, thou pleasing dream, Where is thy substance found? Sought thro' the varying scenes in vain, Of earth's capacious round. II. The charms of granduer, pomp and shew, Are nought but gilded snares; Ambition's painful steep ascent, Thick set with thorny cares. III. The busy town, the crowded street, Where noise and discord reign, We gladly leave, and tir'd, retreat To breathe and think again. IV. Yet if retirement's pleasing charms Detain the captive mind, The soft enchantment soon dissolves; 'Tis empty all as wind. V. Religion's sacred lamp alone, Unerring points the way, Where happiness for ever shines With unpolluted ray: VI. To regions of eternal peace, Beyond the starry skies; Where pure, sublime and perfect joys In endless prospect rise. VII. There Jesus, source of bliss divine, Our glorious leader reigns; He gives us strength to hold our way, And crowns the trav'lers pains. VIII. Dear Saviour, let thy chearing smile My fainting soul renew; Then shall the heav'nly Canaan yield A sweet, tho' distant view. IX. Be thy almighty arm my stay, My guide thro' all the road, 'Till safe I reach my journey's end, Mt Saviour, and my God.

A Rural Hymn

Appears in 56 hymnals First Line: To your creator God Lyrics: I. To your Creator God, Your great preserver, raise, Ye creatures of his hand, Your highest notes of praise: Let ev'ry voice Proclaim his pow'r, His name adore, And loud rejoice. II. Let all creation join To pay the tribute due; Ye meaner ranks begin, And man shall learn of you: Let nature raise From ev'ry tongue, A gen'ral song Of grateful praise. III. Ye num'rous fleecy flocks, Far-spreading o'er the plain, With gentle artless voice Assist the humble strain: To give you food, He bids the field Its verdure yield; Extensive good. IV. Ye herds of larger size, Who feed in meads below, Resound your Maker's praise In each responsive low: You wait his hand; The herbage grows, The riv'let flows, At his command. V. Ye feather'd warblers come, And bring your sweetest lays, And tune the sprightly song To your Creator's praise: His work you are; He tun'd your voice, And you rejoice Beneath his care. VI. Ye trees, which form the shade, Or bend the loaded bough With fruits of various kinds, Your Maker's bounty shew: From him you rose, Your vernal suits And autumn fruits, His hand bestows. VII. Ye lovely, verdant fields, In all your green array, Though silent, speak his praise, Who makes you bright and gay: While we in you, With future bread Profusely spread, His goodness view. VIII. Ye flow'rs, which blooming shew A thousand beauteous dyes, Your sweetest odours breathe, A fragrant sacrifice, To him, whose word Gave all your bloom, And sweet perfume; All-bounteous Lord! IX. Ye rivers, as you flow, Convey your Maker's name, (Where'er you winding rove) On ev'ry silver stream: Your cooling flood, His hand ordains To bless the plains; Great spring of good! X. Ye winds, that shake the world With tempests on your wing, Or breathe in gentler gales, To waft the smiling spring; [p.46] Proclaim abroad, (As you fulfill His sov'reign will) The pow'rful God. XI. Ye clouds, or fraught with show'rs, Or ting'd with beauteous dyes, That pour your blessings down, Or charm our gazing eyes; His goodness speak, His praise declare, As through the air You shine or break. XII. Thou source of light and heat, Bright sov'reign of the day, Dispensing blessings round, With all-diffusive ray; From morn to night, With ev'ry beam, Record his name, Who made thee bright. XIII. Fair regent of the night, With all thy starry train, Which rise in shining hosts, To gild the azure plain; Wtih countless rays Declare his name, Prolong the theme, Reflect his praise. XIV. Let ev'ry creature join To celebrate his name, And all their various pow'rs Assist th'exalted theme. Let nature raise From ev'ry tongue, A gen'ral song Of grateful praise. XV. But oh! from human tongues Should nobler praises flow; And ev'ry thankful heart, With warm devotion glow: Your voices raise, Ye highly blest Above the rest; Declare his praise. XVI. Assist me, gracious God, My heart, my voice inspire; Then shall I grateful The universal choir: Thy grace can raise My heart, my tongue, And tune my song To lively praise.

The Excellency of the Holy Scriptures

Appears in 764 hymnals First Line: Father of mercies, in thy word Lyrics: I. Father of mercies, in Thy Word What endless glory shines? Forever be thy name ador'd For these celestial lines. II. Here, mines of heav'nly wealth disclose Their bright, unbounded store: The glitt'ring gem no longer glows, And India boasts no more. III. Here, may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find: Riches, above what earth can grant And lasting as the mind. IV. Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast; Sublimer sweets than nature knows, Invite the longing taste. V. Here may the blind and hungry come, And light, and food receive; Here, shall the meanest guest have room, And taste, and see, and live. VI. Amidst these gloomy wilds below, When dark and sad we stray; Here, beams of heav'n relieve our woe, And guide to endless day. VII. Here, springs of consolation rise, To cheer the fainting mind; And thirsty souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. VIII. When guilt and terror, pain and grief, United rend the heart, Here, sinners meet divine relief, And cool the raging smart. IX. Here, the Redeemer’s welcome voice, Spreads heav'nly peace around; And life, and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. X. But when his painful suff'rings rise, (Delightful, dreadful scene!) Angels may read with wond'ring eyes, That Jesus died for men. XI. O may these heav'nly pages be My ever-dear delight, And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. XII. Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou forever near, Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there.

Desiring Assurance of the Favour of God

Appears in 68 hymnals First Line: Eternal source of joys divine Lyrics: I. Eternal source of joys divine, To Thee my soul aspires; O could I say, "The Lord is mine," ’Tis all my soul desires. II. Thy smile can give me real joy, Unmingled and refin'd, Substantial bliss, without alloy, And lasting as the mind. III. Thy smile can gild the shades of woe, Bid stormy trouble cease, Spread the fair dawn of heav'n below, And sweeten pain to peace. IV. My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord, Assure me of thy love; O speak the kind transporting word, And bid my fears remove. V. Then shall my thankful pow'rs rejoice, And triumph in my God, 'Till heav’nly rapture tune my voice To spread thy praise abroad.

The Heavenly Conqueror

Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: To Jesus, our victorious Lord Lyrics: I. To Jesus, our victorious Lord, The praises of our lives belong; Forever be his name ador'd: Sweet theme of ev'ry thankful song. II. Lost in despair, beset with foes, Undone, and perishing we lay; His pity melted o'er our woes, And sav'd the tremb'ling, dying prey. III. He fought, he conquer'd tho' he fell, While with his last expiring breath, He triumph'd o'er the pow'rs of hell, And by his dying vanquish'd death. IV. Now on his Father's throne he reigns, And all the tuneful choir above Resound in high immortal strains, The praises of victorious love. V. Tho' still reviving foes arise, Temptations, sins, and doubts appear, And pain our hearts, and fill our eyes with many a groan, and many a tear: VI. Still shall we fight, and still prevail, In our almighty leader's name; His strength, whene'er our spirits fail, Shall all our active pow'rs inflame. VII. Immortal honours wait above, To crown the dying conqu'ror's brow; And endless peace, and joy, and love, For the short war sustain'd below. VIII. Exalted near their Saviour's seat, His saints shall dwell, their dangers o'er, And cast their crowns beneath his feet, And love, and wonder, and adore. Scripture: Revelation 3:21

Longing for Immortality

Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Sad pris'ners in a house of clay Lyrics: I. Sad pris'ners in a house of clay, With sins, and griefs, and pains opprest, We groan the ling'ring hours away, And wish, and long to be releast. II. Nor is it liberty alone, Which prompts our restless ardent sighs; For immortality we groan, For robes and mansions in the skies. III. Eternal mansions! bright array! O blest exchange! transporting thought! Free from th'approaches of decay, Or the least shadow of a spot! IV. There shall mortality no more Its wide extended empire boast, Forgotten all its dreadful pow'r, In life's unbounded ocean lost. V. Bright world of bliss! O could I see One shining glimpse, one chearful ray. (Fair dawn of immortality!) Break thro' these tott'ring walls of clay. VI. Jesus, in thy dear name I trust, My light, my life, my Saviour God; When this frail house dissolves in dust, O raise me to thy bright abode.

The Inconstant Heart

Appears in 65 hymnals First Line: Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart Lyrics: I. Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, That can from Jesus thus depart, Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, Forgetful of a Saviour's love! II. In vain I charge my thoughts to stay, And chide each vanity away, In vain, alas! resolve to bind This rebel heart, this wand'ring mind. III. Through all resolves, how soon it flies, And mocks the weak, the slender ties! There's nought beneath a pow'r divine, That can this roving heart confine. IV. Jesus, to thee, I would return, At thy dear feet repentant mourn; There let me view thy pard'ning love, And never from thy sight remove. V. O let thy love with sweet controul, Bind all the passions of my soul, Bid ev'ry vanity depart, And dwell forever in my heart.

Retirement and Reflection

Appears in 15 hymnals First Line: Hence, vain, intruding world depart Lyrics: I. Hence, vain, intruding world depart, No more allure or vex my heart; Let ev'ry vanity begone, I would be peaceful and alone. II. Here let me search my inmost mind, And try its real state to find, The secret springs of thought explore, And call my words and actions o'er. III. Reflect how soon my life will end, And think on what my hopes depend, What aim my busy thoughts pursue, What work is done, and what to do. IV. Eternity is just at hand; And shall I waste my ebbing sand, And careless view departing day, And throw my inch of time away? V. Eternity, tremendous sound! To guilty souls, a dreadful wound; But oh! if Christ and heav'n be mine, How sweet the accents! how divine! VI. Be this my chief, my only care, My high pursuit, my ardent pray'r, An int'rest in the Saviour's blood, My pardon seal'd, and peace with God. VII. But should my brightest hopes be vain, The rising doubt, how sharp its pain! My fears, O gracious God, remove, Confirm my title to thy love. VIII. Search, Lord, O search my inmost heart, And light, and hope, and joy impart; From guilt and error set me free, And guide me safe to heav'n and thee.