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Recall, My Heart, That Dreadful Hour
Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8704 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Recall, my heart, that dreadful hour,
When Jesus on the cursèd tree
Infinite pains and sorrows bore—
Think, O my soul, was this for thee?
2 See, crowned with thorns that sacred head,
With beams of glory once adorned!
That voice, which Heav’n and earth obeyed,
Is now by traitors mocked and scorned.
3 And see those lovely melting eyes,
Whence kind compassion often flowed,
Now raised imploring to the skies,
For hardened souls athirst for blood!
4 Those healing hands with blessings fraught,
Nailed to the cross with pungent smart!
Inhuman deed! Could no kind thought
To pity move the ruthless heart?
5 But oh! What agonies unknown
His soul sustained beneath the load
Of mortal crimes! How deep the groan
Which calmed the vengeance of a God!
6 He groaned! He died! The awful scene
Of wonder, grief, surprising love,
For ever let my heart retain,
Nor from my Savior’s feet remove.
7 O Jesus, take this wretched heart,
Which trembling, mourning, comes to Thee;
The blessing of Thy death impart
And tell my soul, ’tis all for me. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. LUKE
Recall, My Heart, That Dreadful Hour
Allured By Sin's Deceitful Arts
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16379 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Allured by sin’s deceitful arts Lyrics:
1 Allured by sin’s deceitful arts,
Unhappy men depart from God;
To Satan yield their treacherous hearts,
And fearless tread the downward road.
2 Still they increase their load of guilt,
Thoughtless amidst a thousand woes;
Or if some pangs of grief are felt,
Those sudden pangs they quickly lose.
3 They bid defiance to the skies,
And dare th’Almighty to His face;
His awful threat’nings they despise,
And cast contempt upon His grace.
4 But the decisive day will come,
And universal terror spread;
Then God will fix their final doom,
And vengeance strike the rebels dead.
5 Bound fast in adamantine chains,
Their numerous follies they will mourn;
Shall suffer unremitting pains,
And ever sin and ever burn.
Languages: English Tune Title: ST. LUKE
Allured By Sin's Deceitful Arts
