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Welcome, sweet day of rest
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 766 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
Welcome, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes!
2.
The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints today;
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3.
One day amid the place,
Where my dear God hath been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.
4.
My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
to everlasting bliss.
Used With Tune: LISBON
Welcome, sweet day of rest
Religion is the chief concern
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 254 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
Religion is the chief concern
Of mortals here below:
May I its great importance learn,
Its sovereign virtue know!
2.
More needful this than glittering wealth,
Or aught the world bestows;
Nor reputation, food, or health,
Can give us such repose.
3.
Religion should our thoughts engage
Amidst our youthful bloom;
'Twill fit us for declining age,
And for the awful tomb.
4.
O, may my heart, by grace renew'd
Be my Redeemer's throne;
And be my stubborn will subdued,
His government to own!
5.
Let deep repentance, faith, and love
Be joined with godly fear;
And all my conversation prove
My heart to be sincere.
6.
Preserve me from the snares of sin
Through my remaining days,
And in me let each virtue shine
To my Redeemer's praise.
7.
Let lively hope my soul inspire;
Let warm affections rise;
And may I wait with strong desire
To mount above the skies!
Used With Tune: PLEASANT HILL Text Sources: Baptist Harmony, p. 273
Religion is the chief concern
My soul forsakes her vain delight
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 76 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
My soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell,
Base as the dirt beneath thy feet,
And mischievous as hell.
No longer will I ask your love,
Nor seek your friendship more;
The happiness that I approve,
Is not within your power.
Used With Tune: LEANDER
My soul forsakes her vain delight
Once more, my soul, the rising day
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 459 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
Once more, my soul, the rising day
Salute thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To him that rules the skies.
2.
Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heaven on which he sits,
To turn the seasons round.
3.
'Tis he supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak his praise;
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath delays.
4.
On a poor worm thy power might tread,
And I could ne'er withstand,
Thy justice might have crushed me dead,
But mercy held thine hand.
5.
A thousand wretched souls are fled
Since the last setting sun,
And yet thou lengthenest out my thread,
And yet my moments run.
6.
Dear God, let all my hours be thine,
Whilst I enjoy the light.
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasant night.
Used With Tune: CONSOLATION
Once more, my soul, the rising day
How condescending and how kind
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 192 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
How condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal son!
Our misery reached his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.
2.
When justice, by our sins provoked,
Drew forth its dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murmuring word.
Used With Tune: CONDESCENSION
How condescending and how kind
Hail the blest morn! see the great Mediator
Meter: 11.10 Appears in 227 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
Hail the blest morn, see the great Mediator,
Down from the regions of glory descend!
Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger,
Lo, for his guard the bright angels attend.
2.
Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are shining;
Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall;
Angels adore him, in slumbers reclining,
Wise men and shepherds before him do fall.
3.
Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,
Odors of Eden and offerings divine?
Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?
4.
Vainly we offer each ample oblation;
Vainly with gold we his favor secure;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
5.
Low at his feet we in humble prostration,
Lose all our sorrow and trouble and strife;
There we receive his divine consolation,
Flowing afresh from the fountain of life.
6.
He is our friend in the midst of temptation,
Faithful supporter, whose love cannot fail;
Rock of our refuge, and hope of salvation,
Light to direct us through death's gloomy vale.
7.
Star of the morning, thy brightness, declining,
Shortly must fade when the sun doth arise:
Beaming refulgent, his glory eternal
Shines on the children of love in the skies.
Used With Tune: THE SHEPHERD'S STAR
Hail the blest morn! see the great Mediator
Father, I long, I faint to see
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 100 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
Father, I long, I faint to see
The place of thy abode,
I'd leave these earthly courts, and flee
Up to thy courts, my God.
Here I behold thy distant face,
And 'tis a pleasing sight,
But to abide in thine embrace
Is infinite delight.
Used With Tune: FIDUCIA
Father, I long, I faint to see
Hear the royal proclamation
Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.3 Appears in 154 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
Hear the royal proclamation,
The glad tidings of salvation,
Publishing to every creature,
To the ruined sons of nature;
2.
See the royal banner flying,
Hear the heralds loudly crying,
"Rebel sinners, royal favor
Now is offered by the Savior."
3.
Hear, ye sons of wrath and ruin,
Who have wrought your own undoing,
Here is life and free salvation,
Offered to the whole creation.
4.
Turn unto the Lord most holy,
Shun the paths of vice and folly;
Turn, or you are lost for ever,
O! now turn to God the Savior.
Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious,
Over heaven and earth most glorious, Jesus reigns.
Used With Tune: ROYAL PROCLAMATION Text Sources: Dover Selection p. 18
Hear the royal proclamation
O, if my soul was form'd for wo
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 112 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
O, if my soul was formed for woe,
How would I vent my sighs!
Repentance should like rivers flow,
From both my streaming eyes.
'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord
Hung on that cursed tree,
(Repeat previous line),
And groaned away his dying life,
(Repeat previous line),
For thee, my soul, for thee,
(Repeat previous line).
Used With Tune: REPENTANCE
O, if my soul was form'd for wo
How painfully pleasing the fond recollection
Meter: 12.11 Appears in 110 hymnals Lyrics:
1.
How painfully pleasing the fond recollection
Of youthful connexion and innocent joy,
While blest with parental advice and affection,
Surrounded by mercy and peace from on high;
I still view the chairs of my father and mother,
The seats of their offspring arranged on each hand,
And the richest of books, which excels every other,
The family Bible that lay on the stand.
2.
The Bible, that volume of God's inspiration,
At morning and evening could yield us delight;
The prayers of our father, a sweet invocation,
For mercy by day and for safety by night;
O hymns of thanksgiving with harmonious sweetness,
As warmed by the hearts of the family band,
Hath raised us from earth to that rapturous dwelling,
Described in the Bible that lay on the stand.
3.
Ye scenes of enjoyment, long have we been parted,
My hopes almost gone, and my parents no more;
In sorrow and sadness I live broken hearted,
And wander alone on a far distant shore;
O why should I doubt a dear Savior's protection,
Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful hand;
O let me with patience receive his correction,
And think of the Bible that lay on the stand.
4.
Blest Bible! the light and the guide of the stranger,
With it I seem circled with parents and friends;
Thy kind admonition shall guide me from danger;
On thee my last lingering hope then depends.
Hope weakens to vigor and rises to glory;
I'll hasten and flee to the promised land,
And for refuge lay hold on the hope set before me,
Revealed in the Bible that lay on the stand.
5.
Hail, rising the brightest and best of the morning,
The star which has guided my parents safe home;
The beam of thy glory, my pathway adorning,
Shall scatter the darkness and brighten the gloom.
As the old Eastern sages to worship the stranger
Did hasten with ecstasy to Canaan's land,
I'll bow to adore him, not in a low manger,--
He's seen in the Bible that lay on the stand.
6.
Though age and misfortune press hard on my feelings,
I'll flee to the Bible, and trust in the Lord;
Though darkness should cover his merciful dealings,
My soul is still cheered by his heavenly word.
And now from things earthly my soul is removing
I soon shall glory with heaven's bright bands,
And in rapture of joy be forever adoring
The God of the Bible that lay on the stand.
Used With Tune: THE FAMILY BIBLE
How painfully pleasing the fond recollection
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