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Oh, if my soul were form'd for woe

Appears in 112 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Oh, if my soul were form'd for woe, How would I vent my sighs! Repentance should like rivers flow, From both my streaming eyes. 2 'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord Hung on the cursed tree, And groan'd away a dying life, For thee, my soul, for thee. 3 Oh, how I hate those lusts of mine, That crucify'd my God, Those sins that pierc'd and nail'd his flesh Fast to the fatal wood! 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die, My heart has so decreed; Nor will I spare the guilty things That made my Saviour bleed. 5 Whilst, with a melting broken heart, My murder'd Lord I view, I'll raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murd'rers too.

Early my God, without delay

Appears in 392 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Early my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face, My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy pow'r, Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heav’nly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life herself, with all her joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing.

Why should we start and fear to die?

Appears in 423 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Why should we start and fear to die? What tim’rous worms we mortals are! Death is the gate to endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife Fright our approaching souls away; Still we shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 Oh! if my Lord would come and meet, My soul would stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through Death’s iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.

The glorious day is drawing nigh

Appears in 102 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The glorious day is drawing nigh, When Sion's light shall come: She shall arise and shine on high Bright as the morning sun. The north and south their suns resign, And earth's foundations bend; Adorn'd as a bride Jerusalem, All-glorious shall descend. 2 The king that bears the golden crown, The azure, flaming bow; The holy city shall bring down To bless his saints below. When Sion's bleeding conqu'ring king, Shall sin and death destroy; The morning stars together sing, And Sion shout for joy. 3 The holy, bright, musician bands Who sing on harps of gold, Palms in their hands they upward tend, Fair Salem to behold! Ascending on such melting strains, Jehovah's name they bear: Such shouts thro' earth's extensive plains, Was never heard before! 4 Let satan rage and boast no more, Ye fiends of darkness fly; Though saints are feeble, weak, and poor, Their great Redeemer's nigh. He is their shield— their hiding place— A covert from the wind— Streams from the rock in the wilderness, Throughout this weary land. 5 The chrystal streams run down from heav'n, They issue from the throne: The floods of strife away are driv'n, The church becomes but one. That peaceful union she shall know, And live upon his love! And shout and sing of grace below, As angels do above!

Hallelujah to the Lamb

Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: From regions of Love, lo! an angel descended Lyrics: 1 From regions of Love, lo! an angel descended, And told the strange news, how the babe was attended! "Go, shepherds, and visit this wonderful stranger, "See yonder bright star— there's your God in a manger!" Chorus: Hallelujah to the Lamb Who has purchas'd our pardon, We will praise him again When we pass over Jordan. 2 Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation, Glad tidings of joy, now behold your salvation: Then sudden a multitude raise their glad voices, And shout the Redeemer, whole Heaven rejoices. [Chorus] 3 Now glory to God in the highest is given, Now glory to God, is re-echo'd thro' Heaven: Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story, And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory. [Chorus] 4 Enraptur'd I burn with delight and desire, Such love, so divine, sets my soul all on fire: Around the bright throne now hosannas are ringing, O, when shall I join them, and ever be singing— [Chorus] 5 Triumphantly ride in thy chariot victorious, And conquer with love, O Jesu, all glorious: Thy banners unfurl, let the nations surrender, And own thee their Saviour, their God, and Defender. [Chorus]

And are we yet alive

Appears in 219 hymnals Lyrics: 1 And are we yet alive, And see each other's face? Glory and praise to Jesus give, For His redeeming grace. 2 Preserv'd by pow'r divine, To feel salvation here; Again in Jesus' name we join, And in his sight appear. 3 What troubles have we seen, What conflicts have we past; Fightings without and fears within, Since we assembled last. 4 But out of all, the Lord Hath brought us by his love; And still he does his help afford, And hides our life above. 5 Then let us make our boast, Of his redeeming pow'r; Which saves us to the uttermost, Till we can sin no more. 6 Let us take up the cross, Till we the crown obtain; And gladly reckon all things lost, So we may Jesus gain.

Come and taste, along with me

Appears in 103 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Come and taste, along with me, Consolations running free, From my Father's wealthy throne, Sweeter than the honey-comb. 2 Wherefore should I feast alone, Two are better still than one; The more comes in with a free, good will. Makes the banquet sweeter still. 3 Now I go to heaven's door Asking for a little more; Jesus gives a double share, Calling me, his chosen heir. 4 Goodness running like a stream, Through the new Jerusalem, And by constant breaking forth, Sweetens earth, and heaven both. 5 Saints in glory sing aloud, For to see and hear of God! Coming in at heaven's door. Making of the number more. 6 Now my body doth its best, For to keep me back from Christ; But a treasure coming in, Doth oppose my inbred sin. 7 Sinful nature, lurking vice; Cannot stop the force of grace; Whilst there is a God to give, And a sinner to receive. 8 Heavens here and heavens there, Comforts flowing every where! This I boldly do profess That my soul hath got a taste. 9 Now I go rejoicing home From the banquet of perfume! Finding manna on the road, Dropping from the mount of God!

Behold that great and awful day

Appears in 24 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Behold that great and awful day Of parting soon will come, When sinners must be hurl'd away; And christians gather'd home! 2 The one with Dives for water cry, And gnaw their tongues in pain, And gnash their teeth and crisp and fry, And wring their hands in vain. 3 Now hail! all hail! ye frightful ghosts, With whom I once did dwell, And spent my days in frantic mirth, And danc'd my soul to hell! 4 You me about the floor did drag, And caus'd my soul to sin; And devils now your mouth shall gag, And force the fuel in. 5 Perhaps the parent sees the child Sink down to endless flames, With shrieks, and howls, and bitter cries Never to rise again. 6 O father! see my blazing hands, Mother! behold your child! Against you now, a witness stands Amidst the flames confin'd! 7 The child, perhaps, the parents views, Go headlong down to hell: Gone with the rest of Satan's crew, And bids the child farewell! 8 The husband sees his piteous wife, With whom he once did dwell, Depart with groans and bitter cries, My husband! fare you well! 9 But O, perhaps, the wife may see, The man she once did love, Sink down to endless misery, Whilst she is crown'd above! 10 Then shall the saints through grace combin'd, Drink in eternal love: In Jesus' image there to shine, And reign with him above. 11 O how it lifts my soul to think, Of meeting round the throne, Eternal joys there for to drink, Where sorrows never come.

Come all ye weary travellers

Appears in 58 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Come all ye weary travellers, Come let us join and sing The everlasting praises Of Jesus Christ our King; We've had a tedious journey, And tiresome it is true; But see how many dangers The Lord has brought us through. 2 At first when Jesus found us, He call'd us unto him; And pointed out the danger Of falling into sin; The world, the flesh and Satan, Would prove a fatal snare; Unless we did reject them, By faith and humble pray'r; 3 But by our disobedience, With sorrow we confess, We had too long to wander, In a dark wilderness; Where we might soon have fainted, In that enchanted ground; But now and then a cluster Of pleasant grapes we found. 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan, Gives life and joy and peace; Revives our drooping spirits, And faith and love increase: Confess our Lord and master, And run at his command; And hasten on our Journey, Unto the promis'd land. 5 In faith and hope and patience, We now are going on, The pleasant way to Canaan, Where Jesus Christ is gone: In peace and consolation, We're going to rejoice; And Jesus and his people, Forever be our choice. 6 Sinners why stand ye idle, While we do march along; Has conscience never told you, That you are going wrong. Down the broad road to ruin, To bear an endless curse? Forsake your ways of sinning, And come and go with us. 7 But if you will refuse it, We bid you all farewell; We're on the road to Canaan And you the way to hell; We're sorry for to leave you, We rather you would go; Come, try a bleeding Saviour, And feel salvation flow. 8 O sinners be awaken'd To see your dismal state; Repent and be converted, Before it is too late: Turn to the Lord by praying, And daily search his word; And never rest contented, Until you find the Lord. 8 Now to the King immortal Be everlasting praise, For in his holy service We long to spend our days; Till we arrive at Canaan, The celestial world above, With everlasting praises, To sing redeeming love.

The voice of Free Grace, cries, escape to the mountain

Appears in 409 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The voice of Free Grace, cries, escape to the mountain, For Adam's lost race Christ hath open'd a fountain, For sin and transgression, and every pollution, His blood it flows freely in plenteous redemption. Chorus: Hallelujah to the Lamb who purchas'd our pardon; We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 2 That fountain so clear, in which all may find pardon, From Jesus's side flows plenteous redemption; Though your sins were increas'd as high as a mountain, His blood flows freely in streams of salvation. [Chorus] 3 Oh! Jesus ride on, thy kingdom is glorious, O'er sin, death and Hell, thou wilt make us victorious: Thy name shall be prais'd in the great congregation, And saints shall delight in ascribing salvation. [Chorus] 4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest shore, With our harps in our hands we'll praise him evermore; We'll range the blest fields on the bank of the river, And sing Hallelujah for ever and ever. [Chorus]