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Day of wrath! O day of mourning!

Author: Rev. William J. Irons; Thomas of Celano, 13th cent. Appears in 108 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth. 4 Death is struck, and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. 5 Lo, the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded: Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading, Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us. 9 Think, kind Jesus, my salvation Cost Thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation. 10 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge of retribution, Grant Thy gift of absolution Ere that reckoning-day's conclusion. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning. 13 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying. 15 With Thy favored sheep O place me; Nor among the goats abase me; But to thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with Thy saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning, Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him; 19 Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. Amen.
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Dread Jehovah, God of nations

Author: Anon. ; Rev. Edward Bickersteth Appears in 147 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Dread Jehovah, God of nations, From Thy temple in the skies Hear Thy people's supplications; Now for their deliverance rise. 2 Lo! with deep contrition turning, Humbly at Thy feet we bend; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning; Hear us, spare us, and defend. 3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding, Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 4 Let that love veil our transgression; Let that blood our guilt efface; Save Thy people from oppression, Save from spoil Thy holy place. Amen.
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A charge to keep I have

Author: Rev. Charles Wesley Appears in 1,359 hymnals Lyrics: 1 A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky; 2 To serve the present age, My calling to fulfil,-- O may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will. 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in Thy sight to live; And O, Thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give. 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on Thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. Amen.
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A few more years shall roll

Author: Rev. Horatius Bonar Appears in 382 hymnals Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 4 A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way, And we shall reach the endless rest, The eternal Sabbath-day: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that sweet day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 5 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. Amen.
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A mighty fortress is our God

Author: Rev. Frederick H. Hedge; Martin Luther Appears in 681 hymnals Lyrics: 1 A mighty Fortress is our God, A Bulwark never failing; Our Helper He amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe; His craft and power are great, And, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. 2 Did we in our own strength confide, Our striving would be losing; Were not the right man on our side, The man of God's own choosing: Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He; Lord Sabaoth His Name, From age to age the same, And He must win the battle. 3 And though this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to undo us; We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us: The prince of darkness grim, - We tremble not for him; His rage we can endure, For lo! his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. 4 That word above all earthly powers, No thanks to them, abideth; The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through him who with us sideth: Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also; The body they may kill: God's truth abideth still, His kingdom is for ever. Amen.
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Arise, O King of grace, arise

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 173 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Arise, O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest: Lo! Thy Church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blessed. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and Thy word; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford. 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Here let Thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of Thy house And fill Thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine; Justice and truth His court maintain, With love and power divine. 5 Here let Him hold a lasting throne; And, as His kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn His crown, And shame confound His foes.
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Draw nigh, draw nigh, Emmanuel

Author: Rev. John M. Neale Appears in 513 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Draw nigh, draw nigh, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to Thee, O Israel. 2 Draw nigh, O Jesse's Rod, draw nigh, To free us from the enemy; From hell's abyss Thy people save, And give us victory o'er the grave. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. 3 Draw nigh, draw nigh, O Morning Star, And bring us comfort from afar; And banish far from us the gloom Of sinful night and endless doom. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. 4 Draw nigh, draw nigh, O David's Key, The heavenly gate unfolds to Thee; Make safe the way that leads on high, And close the path to misery. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. 5 Draw nigh, draw nigh, O Lord of might, Who to Thy tribes from Sinai's height, In ancient time, didst give the law, In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. Amen. Text Sources: Anon. (Latin, c. 12th century)
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Dear Lord and Master mine

Author: Thomas H. Gill Appears in 57 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Dear Lord and Master mine, Thy happy servant see; My Conqueror, with what joy Divine, Thy captive clings to Thee. 2 I love Thy yoke to wear, To feel Thy gracious bands; Sweetly restrainèd by Thy care, And happy in Thy hands. 3 No bar would I remove, No bond would I unbind; Within the limits of Thy love Full liberty I find. 4 I would not walk alone, But still with Thee, my God; At every step my blindness own, And ask of Thee the road. 5 The weakness I enjoy That casts me on Thy breast; The conflicts that Thy strength employ Make me Divinely blest. 6 Dear Lord and Master mine, Still keep Thy servant true; My Guardian and my Guide Divine, Bring, bring Thy pilgrim through. 7 My Conqueror and my King, Still keep me in Thy train; And with Thee Thy dear captive bring When Thou return'st to reign. Amen.
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I'm but a stranger here

Author: Rev. Thomas R. Taylor Appears in 627 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I'm but a stranger here, Heaven is my home; Earth is a desert drear; Heaven is my home: Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand; Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage, Heaven is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home: And time's wild wintry blast Soon shall be overpast; I shall reach home at last, Heaven is my home. 3 There at my Saviour's side, Heaven is my home; I shall be glorified, Heaven is my home. There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best; And there I too shall rest, Heaven is my home. 4 Therefore I murmur not, Heaven is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heaven is my home: And I shall surely stand There at my Lord's right hand: Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home. Amen.
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With tearful eyes I look around

Author: Charlotte Elliott Appears in 292 hymnals Lyrics: 1 With tearful eyes I look around; Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, midst the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, "Come to Me." 2 It tells me of a place of rest; It tells me where my soul may flee: O to the weary, faint, oppressed, How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me." 3 When the poor heart with anguish learns That earthly props resigned must be, And from each broken cistern turns, It hears the accents, "Come to Me." 4 When against sin I strive in vain, And cannot from its yoke get free, Sinking beneath the heavy chain, The words arrest me, "Come to Me." 5 When nature shudders, loath to part From all I love, enjoy, and see; When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, A sweet voice utters, "Come to Me. 6 "Come, for all else must fail and die; Earth is no resting-place for thee, Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, I am thy Portion; come to Me." 7 O voice of mercy! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above, And gently whisper, "Come to Me." Amen.

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