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Vain, delusive world, adieu

Author: Toplady Appears in 294 hymnals Topics: Christian Experience

Lord, I believe a rest remains

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 248 hymnals Topics: Christian Experience

Our Father, thron'd above the sky

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 36 hymnals Topics: Christian experience Communion with Christ, and love to him Lyrics: 1 Our Father, thron'd above the sky, To thee our empty hands we spread; Thy children at thy footstool lie, And ask thy blessings on their head. 2 With cheerful hope and filial fear, In that august and precious name, By thee ordain'd, we now draw near, And would the promis'd blessing claim. 3 Does not an earthly parent hear The cravings of his famish'd son? Will he reject the filial pray'r, Or mock him with a cake of stone? 4 Our heav'nly Father, how much more Will thy divine compassions rise; And open thy unbounded store, To satisfy thy children's cries? 5 yes, we will ask, and seek, and press For gracious audience at thy seat; Still hoping, waiting for success, If persevering to entreat. 6 For Jesus in his faithful word The upright supplicant has blest; And all thy saints with one accord The prevalence of pray'r attest.

Father! I bless thy gentle hand

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 74 hymnals Topics: Christian experience A voyage Lyrics: 1 Father! I bless thy gentle hand; How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul to God! 2 Foolish and vain I went astray Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord! I left my guide, and lost my way; But now I love and keep thy word. 3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell; 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 4 The Law, that issues from thy mouth, Shall raise my cheerful passions more Than all the treasures of the south, Or western hills of golden ore. 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy Spirit form'd my soul within; Teach me to know thy wondrous name, And guard me safe from death and sin. 6 Then all that love and fear the Lord, At my salvation shall rejoice; For I have trusted in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice.

Why should a living man complain

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 53 hymnals Topics: Christian experience A warfare Lyrics: 1 Why should a living man complain Of deep distress within, Since every sigh, and every pain, Is but the fruit of sin? 2 No, Lord, I'll patiently submit, Nor ever dare rebel; Yet sure I may, here at thy feet, My painful feelings tell. 3 Thou seest what floods of sorrow rise, And beat upon my soul; One trouble to another cries, Billows on billows roll, 4 From fear to hope, and hope to fear, My shipwreck'd soul is tost; Till I am tempted, in despair, To give up all for lost. 5 Yet through the stormy clouds I'll look, Once more to thee, my God: O fix my soul upon a rock, Beyond the gaping flood. 6 One look of mercy from thy face Will set my heart at ease; One all-commanding word of grace, Will make the tempest cease.