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Hell, the Sinner's own Place

Author: Ryland, junior Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DLXXX (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Hell; Hell The sinner's own place First Line: Lord, when I read the traitor's doom Lyrics: 1 Lord when I read the traitor's doom, To "his own place" consin'd, What holy fear and humble hope Alternate fill my mind! 2 Traitor to thee I too have been, But sav'd by matchless grace, Or else the lowest, hottest hell Had surely been my place. 3 Thither I was by law adjudg'd, And thitherward rush'd on; And there in my eternal doom Thy justice might have shone. 4 But lo! (what wondrous, matchless love!) I call a place my own On earth within the gospel sound And at thy gracious throne. 5 A place is mine among thy saints, A place at Jesu's feet, And I expect in heaven a place Where saints and angels meet. 6 Blest lamb of God, thy sovereign grace To all around I'd tell, Which made a place in glory mine, Whose just desert was hell. Scripture: Acts 1:25 Languages: English

Deceiv'd by subtil Snares of Hell

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.CVII (1766) Topics: Hell and Judgment Lyrics: 1 Deceiv'd by subtil Snares of Hell, Adam, our Head, our Father fell, When Satan, in the Serpent hid, Propos'd the Fruit that God forbid. 2 Death was the Threat'ning; Death began To take Possession of the Man; His unborn Race receiv'd the Wound, And heavy Curses smote the Ground. 3 But Satan found a worse Reward; Thus saith the Vengeance of the Lord Let everlasting Hatred be Betwixt the Woman's Seed and Thee. 4 The Woman's Seed shall be my Son, He shall destroy what thou hast done; Shall break thy Head, and only feel Thy Malice raging at his Heel. [5 He spake; and bid Four Thousand Years Roll on; at length his Son appears: Angels with Joy descend to Earth, And sing the young Redeemer's Birth. 6 Lo, by the Sons of Hell he dies; But as he hung 'twixt Earth and skies, He gave their Prince a fatal Blow, And triumph'd o'er the Pow'rs below.] Scripture: Genesis 3:1 Languages: English

Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #450 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Hell Lyrics: 1 Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound; It chills the heart and shocks the ear; It spreads a sickly damp around, And makes the guilty quake with fear. 2 Far from the utmost verge of day, Its frightful, gloomy region lies; Fierce flames amidst the darkness play, And thick sulphureous vapours rise. 3 Conscience, the never-dying worm, With constant torture gnaws the heart, And woe and wrath, in every form, Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 4 The wretches rave, o'erwhelm'd with woe, And bite their everlasting chains; But with their rage their torments grow, Resentment but augments their pains. 5 Sad world indeed! what heart can bear, Hopeless, in all these pains to lie; Rack'd with vexation, grief, despair, And ever dying, never die! 6 "Lord, save a guilty soul from hell, Who seeks Thy pardoning, cleansing blood; O let me in Thy kingdom dwell, To praise my Saviour and my God." Languages: English

Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #750 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Hell Lyrics: 1 Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound; It chills the heart and shocks the ear; It spreads a sickly damp around, And makes the guilty quake with fear. 2 Far from the utmost verge of day, Its frightful, gloomy region lies; Fierce flames amidst the darkness play, And thick sulphureous vapours rise. 3 Conscience, the never dying worm, With constant torture gnaws the heart, And wo and wrath, in ev'ry form, Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 4 The wretches rave, o'erwhelm'd with wo, And bite their everlasting chains; But with their rage their torments grow, Resentment but augments their pains. 5 Sad world indeed! what heart can bear, Hopeless, in all these pains to lie; Rack'd with vexation, grief, despair, And ever dying, never die! 6 "Lord, save a guilty soul from hell, Who seeks thy pard'ning, cleansing blood; O let me in thy kingdom dwell, To praise my Saviour and my God." Scripture: Mark 9:48

The long-suffering, or Patience of God

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #XVI (1792) Topics: Praise for being out of Hell First Line: Lord, and am I yet alive Lyrics: 1 Lord, and am I yet alive, Not in torments, not in hell! Still doth thy good spirit strive! With the chief of sinners dwell! Tell it. unto sinners, tell, I am, I am out of hell! 2 Yes, I still lift up mine eyes, Will not of thy love despair; Still in spite of sin, I rise, Still I bow to thee in prayer. Tell it, unto sinners, tell, I am, I am out of hell! 3 O the length and breadth of love! Jesus, Savior, can it be? All thy mercies height I prove; All the depth is seen in me. Tell it, unto sinners, tell, I am, I am out of hell! 4 See a bush, that burns with fire Unconsum'd amid the flame! Turn aside th' sight to admire, I the living wonder am. Tell it, unto sinners, tell, I am, I am out of hell! 5 See a stone that hangs in air! See a spark in ocean live! Kept alive with death so near, I to God the glory give: Ever tell—to sinners tell, I am, I am out of hell. Languages: English

Hell, 'tis a word of dreadful sound

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book; consisting of hymns and psalms, original and selected. adapted to public worship and many other occasions. 2nd ed. #625 (1838) Topics: Hell and Future Punishment Scripture: Mark 9:48 Languages: English

Hell; or, the vengeance of God

Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) #323 (1834) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Hell First Line: With holy fear, and humble song

Hell

Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) #324 (1834) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Hell First Line: Far from the utmost verge of day

Eternity! tremendous Word

Hymnal: Psalmodia Germanica #205 (1732) Topics: Hell and Eternal Torment Lyrics: I. Eternity! tremendous Word, Home-striking Point, Heart-piercing Sword, Beginning without Ending! Eternity! without a Shore, Where ever-fiery Billows roar, What is thy Sight portending? One Glimpse of thine unfathom'd Deep Wou'd rouse a Wretch from sinful Sleep. II. What Pain was ever thought so great, That must not with the Time abate, And lose its utmost Rigour? Eternity does never cease, Admits no Manner of Release, But keeps its constant Vigour: Or, as our SAVIOUR'S Words express, Eternity has not Redress. III. Eternity! how long, how long, Thou seizest Senses, Heart and Tongue With pannick Fear and Terrour! When I revolve thy dreadful chains In that Abyss of endless Pains, I'm overwhelm'd with Horrour. What's in this Life of Misery So frightful as Eternity? IV. Shou'd Hell endure as many Years, As many Men this World of Tears Has seen from the Creation. As many Stars adorn the sky, As many Leaves the Woods supply, You'd hope for its Cessation. This Sum of Ages wou'd but be One Moment to Eterity. V. But having spent in endless Fears So many Thousand Thousand Years, Thy Scene is still beginning; When thou hast suffer'd all these Times The just Reward of wilful Crimes, Thy Thread ne'er ceases spinning. Th'eternal Now, who can unfold? 'Tis ever new, but never old. VI. O Lord, how is thy Sentence just In leaving Man, that Rebel-Dust, To his desevr'd Damnation! Short wilful Sins committed here With long Remorse are punish'd there. O Woe beyond Relation! Weigh this, thou harden'd Heart and Face Thy Time is short, Death comes apace. VII. Hast thou yet Sense? avoid the Snare; Thy Pleasures fleeting Moments are, That dye as fast as tasted; These, at the Hazard of thy Soul, Dost thou pursue without controul, And seest thy Minutes wasted? Thou senseless Wretch, thou matchless Fool, Thou laugh'st and art the Devil's Tool. VIII. As long as God eternal reigns, And his Almighty Sway retains, Hell-Torment will be lasting; They shall be plagu'd with Cold and Heat, Thirst, Hunger; Fire shallb e their Meat, Their Worm is never wasting; And this unequall'd Misery Won't end till God shall cease to be. IX. Awake and rise from sinful Sleep: Bethink thy self, thou straying Sheep: Return by true Repentance: Arise, thy wicked Ways amend; The Glass of Life runs to its End; Then shiver at thy Sentence; Perhaps within few Minutes Breath Thou'rt snatch'd away by sudden Death. X. Let neither worldly Gain nor Lust, Ambition, Pride, nor golden Dust Longer enslave thy passions; Look how the carnal lethargy O'er-spreads the great Majority, Who sport with all Temptations; Above all Things keep in thy Sight The 'forenam'd long eternal Night. XI. Most Reprobate of all Mankind, Bereft of Sense, hard-hearted, blind, Why dost thou love the Creature? Shall that eternal Gulph of Hell, Where Millions of Tormentors dwell, Ne'er shock thy sinful Nature? Can then no Tongue, no Eloquence Persuade thee to a better Sense? XII. Eternity! tremendous Word, Home-striking Point, Heart-piercing Sword, Beginning without Ending! Eternity without a Shore! Where ever fiery Billows roar, What is thy Sight portending? Lord JESU, when it pleases Thee, Bring me to blest Eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: [Eternity! tremendous Word]

Worship Christ, the Risen King!

Author: Jack Hayford Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #369 (2018) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Hell First Line: Rise, O church, and lift your voices Scripture: Matthew 28:1-10 Languages: English Tune Title: REGENT SQUARE