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Why do we mourn departing friends

Author: Isaac Watts Appears in 522 hymnals Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS

Sovereign Of Life, I Own Thy Hand

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 59 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sovereign of life, I own Thy hand In every chastening stroke; And, while I smart beneath Thy rod Thy presence I invoke. 2 To Thee in my distress I cried, And Thou hast bowed Thine ear, Thy powerful Word my life prolonged And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, That, with the pious throng, I may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our laboring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes His saints Triumphant e’en in death. 5 My God, in Thine appointed hour Those heav’nly gates display, Where pain, and sin, and fear, and death For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the blessed With raptures bow around, My anthems to delivering grace In sweeter strains shall sound. Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS Text Sources: Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)

Behold, He Comes — The Judge Appears

Author: John Needham Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Behold, He Comes—the Judge appears Lyrics: 1 Behold, He Comes—the Judge appears, With all His glories crowned: Behold each nation, tribe and tongue, The judgment seat surround. 2 View well the righteous, mark the joy O’er every feature spread; But Oh! what pale affrighted looks, Bespeak the sinner’s dread. 3 Now truth appears, no envious cloud Can hide her radiant face; Now names and forms, and borrowed masks No more shall find a place. 4 As from his sheep the shepherd parts The goats at even-tide, So from the good, the righteous Judge The wicked shall divide. 5 Ranged on the right, the pious race, Shall their glad sentence hear; Whilst on the left, th’ungodly world Too late their doom shall fear. 6 Among the saints, at Christ’s right hand, May I, Lord, find a place; Enrolled among the heirs of God, The firstborn sons of grace. 7 Then shall I all enraptured hear The Judge pronounce me blest; And share the kingdom long prepared That sweet and endless rest. Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS Text Sources: Hymns Devotional and Moral on Various Subjects (Bristol, England: S. Farley, 1768)

Dragwyddol, Hollalluog Iôr (Eternal God of heav'n and earth)

Author: R. J. D.; D. H. Appears in 1 hymnal Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS PTOLEMEUS

There is no sorrow, Lord, too light

Author: Mrs. Jane Crewdson, 1809-1863; Dr. B. H. Kennedy, 1821-1889 Appears in 90 hymnals Lyrics: 1 There is no sorrow, Lord, too light To bring in prayer to Thee; There is no anxious care too slight To wake Thy sympathy. 2 Thou, who hast trod the thorny road, Wilt share each small distress; The love, which bore the greater load, Will not refuse the less. 3 There is no secret sigh we breathe, But meets Thine ear divine, And every cross grows light beneath The shadow, Lord, of Thine. 4 Life's ills without, sin's strife within, The heart would overflow, But for that love which died for sin, That love which wept with woe. Topics: Sorrow Christ Bearing; Sorrow Christ Bearing; Christ Compassion of; Christ Bearing our Sorrows; Compassion, Divine; The Christian Life Comfort and Sympathy; God Compassion of ; Sympathy Human; Sympathy Of Christ Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS

Lord, I believe; Thy power I own

Author: J. R. Wreford Appears in 161 hymnals Used With Tune: [Lord, I believe; Thy power I own]

When Threatening Enemies Assail

Author: William H. Bathurst Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 When threatening enemies assail, I seek Thy help, O Lord; And though they say my hope must fail, I trust Thy faithful word. 2 Oft hast Thou heard my plaintive cry Out of Thy holy hill; I cannot doubt but Thou art nigh, And wilt protect me still. 3 I laid me down and slept; Thy hand Preserved me through the night; Thankful I own, ’tis Thy command Restores the cheerful light. 4 I will not fear ten thousand foes; They cannot injure me: Safe in Thy blessing, I repose My confidence in Thee. Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS Text Sources: Psalms and Hymns, 1831

The Lord, the Judge, Before His Throne

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 102 hymnals Lyrics: 1. The Lord, the judge, before His throne, Bids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2. No more shall bold blasphemers say, Judgment will ne’er begin; No more abuse His long delay To impudence and sin. 3. Throned on a cloud our God shall come Bright flames prepare His way; Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, Lead on the dreadful day. 4. Heav’n from above His call shall hear, Attending angels come, And earth and hell shall know and fear His justice and their doom. 5. But gather all My saints, He cries, “That made their peace with God By the Redeemer’s sacrifice, And sealed it with His blood. 6. Their faith and works, brought forth to light Shall make the world confess My sentence of reward is right, And Heav’n adorn My grace. Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

Oh Weep Not O'er Thy Children's Tomb

Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Oh weep not o’er thy children’s tomb Lyrics: 1 Oh weep not o’er thy children’s tomb, Oh Rachel, weep not so! The bud is cropped by martyrdom, The flower in Heav’n shall blow! * 2 Firstlings of faith! the murderer’s knife Has missed its deadliest aim: The God for whom they gave their life, For them to suffer came! 3 Though feeble were their days and few, Baptized in blood and pain, He knows them, whom they never knew, And they shall live again. 4 Then weep not o’er thy children’s tomb, Oh Rachel, weep not so! The bud is cropped by martyrdom, The flower in Heav’n shall blow! * * If desired, substitute The flower in Heav’n shall grow Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS Text Sources: Published posthumously in Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year (London: J. Murray, 1827)

Vain Man, Thy Fond Pursuits Forbear

Author: Joseph Hart Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 225 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear— Repent, thine end is nigh; Death at the farthest can’t be far: Oh! think before thou die. 2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save; Thy sins, how high they mount! What are thy hopes beyond the grave? How stands that dark account? 3 Death enters, and there’s no defense; His time there’s none can tell; He’ll in a moment call thee hence, To Heaven, or to hell. 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care, Shall crawling worms consume; But, ah! destruction stops not there; Sin kills beyond the tomb. 5 Today, the Gospel calls, today, Sinners, it speaks to you; Let every one forsake his way, And mercy will ensue. 6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood, How vile soe’er he be; Abundant pardon, peace with God, All giv’n entirely free. Used With Tune: CLAUDIUS