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America's future glory and happiness

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #I (1782) First Line: Come rise, my soul, to noble things Lyrics: 1 Come rise, my soul, to noble things, And trace our future state; And joyful stretch thy fancy's wings, And look for glory great. 2 Behold our western world emerge, And far outshine the moon; No longer sunk, it will enlarge, And rise in glory soon. 3 See the bright morn of light appear, As day breaks from the skies; Our woes are gone, and every tear Is banish'd from our eyes. 4 Fair liberty exalts her plumes, And freedom takes the throne; Justice, the seat of pow'r assumes, And thrall no ore is known. 5 Truth lifts its standard in the field, And righteousness doth spring; Ten thousand souls to Jesus yield, And own hi for their king. 6 Religion rises, with its charms, And scatters glories round; Vast numbers flock to mercy's arms, Where pardons may be found. 7 Religious tyranny no more The land with bondage fills; But freedom sounds from shore to shore And echoes from the hills. 8 The warlike sounds of battle cease, And swords no more destroy; The glorious olive branch of peace Fills ev'ry heart with joy. 9 The fields, where human blood was shed, Are cloth'd with growing corn; And pleasant green, instead of red, Doth hills and plains adorn. 10 The desert wild becomes a field, And blossoms like a rose; The barren land doth plenty yield, And living water flows. 11 No more the lab'rour pines and grieves, For want of plenty round; His eyes behold the fruitful sheaves, Which make his joys abound. 12 No more Christ's ministers complain, And mourn with weeping eyes; No longer spend their strength in vain, For num'rous converts rise. 13 See flocking souls on Jesus wait, And run to hear his word; Behold them stand before his gate, And own him for their Lord. 14 Christ's watchmen now see, eye to eye, And saints join heart and hand; Free grace, free grace, is all the cry Throughout this happy land. 15 This is the glory of our main, And thus America Will flourish under Jesu's reign Amen, amen, I say. Languages: English

The important war

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #II (1782) First Line: There is a war proclaim'd above Lyrics: 1 There is a war proclaim'd above, Against the prince of hell below, Who sinn'd against the God of love, And seeks his cause to overthrow. 2 In this great war none neuters are, All run, all wrestle, strive and fight; Some war with sin, and some will dare Wage war against the prince of light. 3 Great Belzebub, the prince of hell, With all his legions at command; Who from their first obedience fell, Rise up against Jehovah's hand. 4 The great Messiah, now doth draw His word against each rebel's heart, Resolves to vindicate his law And give to traitors their desert. 5 God is a match, who dares engage? Yet men, presumptuous mortals, dare Rise up with spite, and hellish rage, And tempt him to the dreadful war. 6 Those fools who do with Satan join, And dare the great Supreme to rise; Shall feel his pow'r and wrath divine, Which shall their guilty souls surprize. 7 But those who throw their weapons down, And love the blessed saviour's reign, Shall be forgiv'n, and have a crown, While foes and rebels shall be slain. Languages: English

A call to the spiritual warfare

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #III (1782) First Line: Christ's trumpet sounds, let saints be arm'd Lyrics: 1 Christ's trumpet sounds, let saints be arm'd, The battle is begun; The hosts of Satan are alarm'd, The day will soon be won. 2 The glorious captain, Jesus, sends The heralds of his might; To search and try who are his friends, And who will list to fight. 3 The gospel calls for volunteers, That come with heart and hand; Where is there one for Christ appears, Agains the foe to stand? 4 There's bounty money shall be giv'n To all his soldiers here; And glorious crowns and joys of heav'n, When Jesus shall appear. 5 Here's dress, and food, and drink, and arms, And pay, and vict'ry's sure; This ev'ry Christian soldier charms, And makes him war endure. 6 The captain never quits the field, But fights before his men; Until his foes are made to yield, Or fall among the slain. 7 His foes can neither stand nor fly, When he appears in sight; But none of those shall ever die, who in his army fight. 8 Dear Lord, behold I set my name, A soldier I would be; Thy gracious promises I claim, And give myself to thee. Languages: English

Christians excited to obedience by beholding a well disciplined army

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #IV (1782) First Line: Come all ye Christians, view Lyrics: 1 Come all ye Christians view These soldiers in array; Stand and behold whate'er they do, And thus like them obey. 2 They all in order stand, And watch their leader's eye; Observe the words of his command, To make their motions by. 3 Their dress is neat and clean, Their armour fit for war; In rank and file they all are seen, Without one striving jar. 4 They're uniform throughout, This is their greatest care; They march, they halt, they face bout, Just as their orders are. 5 They learn to understand The use of all their arms; They are together in a band, And ready for alarms. 6 And when they're call'd to fight Against the common foe, They all with heart and hand unite, And chearfully they go. 7 And when they're in the field, They fight with courage bold; Their swords and spears they nobly wield, Their foes in play they hold. 8 And when the battle's o'er, The vict'ry they proclaim; And when they're call'd to try it more, They're ready for the same. 9 Go, saints, obey your king, And fight against your foes; So you at last shall vict'ry sing, When time and war shall close. Languages: English

A Wedding Song

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #V (1782) First Line: O come let us sing Lyrics: 1 O come let us sing, That fair blooming spring, Which such satisfaction did anciently bring. 2 Ere sin, that vile shame, Destroy'd the pure Flame, When love and affection well answer'd the name. 3 Our parents were join'd In body and mind, And loving each other did happiness find. 4 No hatred they knew, Their love was most true; They being united no longer were two. 5 Their joys were all one, And sorrows they'd none, With sweetness of pleasure each action was done. 6 In friendship they walk'd, In harmony talk'd, And never by envy or passion wer baulk'd. 7 In Eden's fair bow'rs, They spent their sweet hours, No jealousy knew they, which true love devours. 8 All pleasure, no pain Within them did reign, Till sinning their glory and beauty did stain. 9 Their air was all love, Which stream'd from above; And in that sweet channel our parents did move. 10 But sinning, alas, Has alter'd the case And ruin'd, and ruin'd, and ruin'd our race. 11 Now those who are join'd Are often unkind, Unconstant, and cruel, and false as the wind. 12 Nay often far worse, Each other they curse; Let this be a warning, a warning to us. 13 But some few there are, Escaping the snare, Live always together unclouded and fair. 14 Thrice happy are they, Who find out the way, And never from friendship or happiness stray. Man: 15 "Thus let us agree, "I say unto thee, "And always be loving, fixt pleasant, and free. Woman: 16 "Most freely I join, "This wish shall be mine, "And to the performance my heart doth incline. 17 O Jesus restore True friendship once more, Then singing thy praises our souls shall adore. 18 And while we thus join In worship divine, The glory and honour and praise shall be thine. Languages: English

A Wedding Song

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #VI (1782) First Line: When the Saviour good and gracious Languages: English

O the amazing love of God

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #VII (1782) Languages: English

Not all the pow'rs of earth and hell

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #VIII (1782) Languages: English

Christ is better than al lthings

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #IX (1782) First Line: Quit all these foolish trifling toys Languages: English

A prayer to God that he would help his church

Hymnal: ACCH1782 #X (1782) First Line: Lord, bring thy church out of distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, bring thy church out of distress, Redeem her from the wilderness, Save her from all her troubles, Lord, And saving health to her afford. 2 How long shall thy poor mourning bride Be tost and tempted ev'ry side, And seek in vain for kind relief, While she's oppress'd and fill'd with grief? 3 Her foes reproach her constantly, While in derision she doth lie: "Where is your God (they now do say) "In whom you boasted all the day? 4 So Zion mourns her widow'd state; Behold, says she, my sorrow's great! For he that should my helper be, My comforter, is far from me! 5 Behold, O Lord, the rage of those That do thy glorious cause oppose; That make their brags of us, and say, "Ha, how we love to see this day!" 6 What wilt thou do for thy great name? Behold, O Lord, our grief and shame, And send us succour speedily, Lest we should faint, despair, and die: 7 O Lord, what will the people say, If thou thy coming dost delay? They'll mock and say "Behold they have "Trusted in God, who will not save." 8 The plowers plow'd upon my back, And say thy promise Lord, is slack; And so they do blaspheme thy name, And sport themselves with sin and shame. 9 Lord while these things we do behold, We're fill'd with grief that can't be told. 'Tis time for thee to work, for they Make void thy law, Lord, ev'ry day. 10 Return, and let thy children know That thou regardest their great wo, And let the foes of Zion see Thou sav'st the souls that trust in thee. Languages: English