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Jesus, Lover of My Soul

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 3,389 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my Savior, hide, till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last. 2. Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone, still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, all my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head with the shadow of Thy wing. 3. Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall— Lo! on Thee I cast my care; Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive, Hoping against hope I stand, dying, and behold, I live. 4. Thou, O Christ, art all I want, more than all in Thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 5. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart; rise to all eternity. Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH (Parry) Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1740

Men whose boast it is that ye

Author: James Russell Lowell Appears in 61 hymnals Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH

When From Scattered Lands Afar

Author: Charlotte E. Tonna Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: When from scattered lands afar Lyrics: 1 When from scattered lands afar Spreads the voice of rumored war, Nations in tumultuous pride Heave like ocean’s roaring tide; When the solar splendors fail, When the crescent waxeth pale; World! do thou the signal dread, We exalt the drooping head. 2 When the powers that star-like reign Sink dishonored to the plain, We uplift the expectant eye— Our redemption draweth nigh, When the fig tree shoots appear, Men behold their summer near; When the hearts of rebels fail, We the coming Conqueror hail. 3 Bridegroom of Thy weeping spouse, Listen to her longing vows, Listen to her widowed moan, Listen to creation’s groan; Bid, O bid Thy trumpet sound, Gather Thine elect around: Call them from the cheerless gloom, Call them from the marble tomb. 4 From the grass-grown village grave, From the deep dissolving wave, From the whirlwind and the flame, Mighty Head, Thy members claim. Where Thy cross in anguish stood, Where Thy life distilled in blood, Where they mocked Thy dying groan, King of nations, claim Thy throne. Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH Text Sources: Supplement to The New Jubilee Harp (Boston: Advent Christian Publications Society, 1888)

Soul of Jesus, make me whole

Author: Anon. Appears in 2 hymnals Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH

O Dashnor I Shpirtit Tim

Author: Charles Wesley; Jan Foss, 1954- Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 O dashnor i shpirtit tim Le t’vrapoj në gjirin tënd Kur mbi mua uj’rat vijnë Dhe furtunat bien rënd’ Mua më fsheh, o Shpëtimtar, Gjersa çdo e zezë t’kaloj’. Dhe at’ çast përfundimtar’ Përgjithmonë tek ti do t’shkoj. 2 Asnjë strehë tjetër s’kam Ty të ngjitet shpirti im. Mos më lë, pa ndihmë jam; Por tek ti kam plot besim. Më përkrah, dhe më forco. Ndihma mua më vjen nga ti! Kokën time ma mbulo Me t’mir’filltën dhemshuri. 3 Gjithçka kam, Jesus, tek ti; Po, bile më shumë se kjo. Ti shëron çdo dobësi, Qorrat i drejton me dorë. Ti i shenjt’ je dhe i drejt’. Unë jam krejt padrejtësi Plot mëkat ndërsa ti vetë Plot t’vërtet’ dhe dashuri. 4 Hir të plot’ tek Ti po gjej Tër’ mëkatin t’ma mbulojë. Jep lumenj shëruese T’rrjedhin sot ku kam nevoj’. Ti, jet’dhënësi burim, Lermë falas t’marr nga ti; Sot gufo në shpirtin tim Deri në përjetësi. Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH

Watchman, Tell Us of the Night

Author: John Bowring Appears in 884 hymnals Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH

Depth of Mercy! Can There Be

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 831 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Depth of mercy! Can there be mercy still reserved for me? Can my God His wrath forbear, me, the chief of sinners, spare? I have long withstood His grace, long provoked Him to His face, would not hearken to His calls, grieved Him by a thousand falls. 2 I my Master have denied, I afresh have crucified, and profaned His hallow'd name, put Him to an open shame. Whence to me this waste of love? Ask my Advocate above! See the cause in Jesus' face, now before the throne of grace. 3 Jesus, answer from above, is not all Thy nature love? Will Thou not the wrong forget, permit me to kiss Thy feet? If I rightly read Thy heart, if Thou all compassion art, bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, pardon and accept me now. 4 There for me the Savior stands, shows His wounds and spreads His hands. God is love! I know, I feel, Jesus weeps and loves me still. Now incline me to repent, let me now my fall lament, now my foul revolt deplore, weep, believe, and sin no more. Topics: Jesus, Suffered, Dead, and Buried Lent and Passion Scripture: Psalm 51 Used With Tune: ABERYSTWYTH