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Praise to God for our Redemtion by Jesus Christ

Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Blest be the goodness and the power Lyrics: Blest be the goodness and the power, The wisdom and the grace, Which joined in counsel to restore, And save a ruined race. Our father ate forbidden fruit, And from his glory fell; And we, his children, thus were brought to death, and near to hell. Blest be the Lord, who sent his Son, His mercy to display; To make his glorious Gospel known, And point to heaven the way. Freely he died for us, that we Might live in bliss above; And there enjoy, eternally, The blessings of his love. Behold him rising from the grave, Behold him raised on high; He pleads his merits there, to save Transgressors doomed to die. There on a glorious throne he reigns, And by his power divine, Redeems us from the slavish chains Of Satan and of sin. Thence Jesus will to judgment come, And with a sovereign voice Will call, and break up every tomb, While waking saints rejoice. O may I then with joy appear Before the Judge's face; And with the blest assembly there Sing God's redeeming grace!

Cradle Hymn

Appears in 58 hymnals First Line: Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber Lyrics: Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings, without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide, And, without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou art tended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven he descended, And became a child like thee! Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, When his birth-place was a stable, And his softest bed was hay. Blessed Babe! what glorious features; Spotless fair, divinely bright! Must He dwell with brutal creatures? How could angels bear the sight? Was there nothing but a manger, Cursed sinners could afford, To receive the heavenly stranger? Did they thus affront the Lord? Soft, my child, I did not chide thee, Though my song might sound too hard; ’Tis thy mother* sits beside thee, And her arm shall be thy guard. Yet to read the shameful story, How the Jews abused their King, How they served the Lord of glory, Makes me angry while I sing. See the kinder shepherds round him, Telling wonders from the sky! Where they sought him, there they found him, With his Virgin Mother by. See the lovely babe a–dressing; Lovely infant, how he smiled! When he wept, his mother’s blessing Soothed and hush’d the holy child. Lo, he slumbers in a manger, Where the horned oxen fed; Peace, my darling, here’s no danger, There’s no ox a–near thy bed. ’Twas so save thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans, and endless crying, That thy blest Redeemer came. May’st thou live to know and fear him, Trust and love him all thy days; Then go dwell for ever near him, See his face, and sing his praise! I could give thee thousand kisses, Hoping what I most desire; Not a mother’s fondest wishes Can to greater joys aspire.

The winter past, reviving flowers

Appears in 18 hymnals Lyrics: The winter past, reviving flowers Anew shall paint the plain; The woods shall hear the voice of spring, And flourish green again. Shall man depart this earthly scene, Ah, never to return! No second spring of life revive The ashes of the urn! Shall life revisit dying worms, And spread the insect's wing; And oh! shall man awake no more, The Saviour's name to sing? Cease, all ye vain desponding fears; When Christ from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And heaven with praises rang. The trump shall sound; the gates of death Shall make his children way; From the cold tomb the slumb'rers spring, And shine in endless day.

Heaven

Appears in 191 hymnals First Line: High in yonder realms of light Lyrics: High, in yonder realms of light, Dwell the raptured saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love. ‘Mid the chorus of the skies, ‘Mid th’ angelic lyres above Hark, their songs melodious rise, Songs of praise to Jesus' love. Every tear is wiped away, Sighs no more shall heave the breast; Night is lost in endless day; Sorrow--in eternal rest!

A general Song of Praise to God

Appears in 69 hymnals First Line: How glorious is our heavenly King Lyrics: How glorious is our heavenly King, Who reigns above the sky! How shall a child presume to sing His awful Majesty? How great his power is, none can tell, Nor think how large his grace; Not men below, nor saints who dwell On high, before his face. Not angels, who stand round the Lord, Can search his secret will; But they perform his heavenly word, And sing his praises still. Then let me join this holy train, And my first offerings bring: Th’ eternal God will not disdain To hear an infant sing. My heart resolves, my tongue obeys, And angels will rejoice To hear their mighty Maker’s praise Sound from a feeble voice.

Praise for Creation and Providence

Appears in 472 hymnals First Line: I sing th' almighty power of God Lyrics: I sing th’ almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise; Which spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. I sing the wisdom which ordain’d The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. Lord, how thy wonders are displayed Where’er I turn my eye! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky! There’s not a plant or flower below, But makes thy glories known; And clouds arise and tempests blow, By order from thy throne. Creatures (as numerous as they be) Are subject to thy care; There’s not a place where we can flee, But God is present there. In heaven he shines with beams of love, With wrath in hell beneath; ’Tis on his earth I stand or move, And ‘tis his air I breathe. His hand is my perpetual guard, He keeps me with his eye: Why should I then forget the Lord, Who is for ever nigh?

Praise for Mercies Spiritual and Temporal

Appears in 42 hymnals First Line: Whene'er I take my walks abroad Lyrics: Whene’er I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see! What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me? Not more than others I deserve, Yet God hath given me more; For I have food, while others starve, Or beg from door to door. How many children in the street Half naked I behold! While I am clothed from head to feet, And covered from the cold. While some poor wretches scarce can tell Where they may lay their head; I have a home, wherein to dwell, And rest upon my bed. While others early learn to swear, And curse, and lie, and steal, Lord, I am taught thy name to fear, And do thy holy will. Are these thy favours, day by day, To me above the rest? Then let me love thee more than they, And try to serve thee best.

Praise for Birth and Education in a Christian Land

Appears in 34 hymnals First Line: Great God, to thee my voice I raise Lyrics: Great God, to thee my voice I raise, To thee my youngest hours belong: I would begin my life with praise, Till growing years improve the song. ’Tis to thy sovereign grace I owe That I was born on Christian ground; Where streams of heavenly mercy flow, And words of sweet salvation sound. I would not change my native land For rich Peru, with all her gold; A nobler prize lies in my hand Than East or Western Indies hold. How do I pity those that dwell Where ignorance and darkness reign; They know no heaven, they fear no hell, Those endless joys, those endless pains. Thy glorious promises, O Lord, Kindle my hopes and my desire; While all the preachers of thy word Teach me thy goodness to admire. Thy praise shall still employ my breath, Since thou hast marked my way to heaven; Nor will I run the road to death, And waste the blessings thou hast given.

Praise for the Gospel

Appears in 18 hymnals First Line: Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace Lyrics: Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace, And not to chance, as others do, That I was born of Christian race, And not a heathen, or a Jew. What would the ancient Jewish kings And Jewish prophets once have given, Could they have heard these glorious things Which Christ revealed and brought from heaven? How glad the heathen would have been, That worshipped idols, wood, and stone, If they the book of God had seen, Or Jesus and his Gospel known! Then, if the Gospel I refuse, How shall I e’er lift up my eyes? For all the Gentiles and the Jews Against me will in judgment rise.

Solemn Thoughts of God and Death

Appears in 69 hymnals First Line: There is a God, who reigns above Lyrics: There is a God, who reigns above, Lord of the heavens, and earth, and seas, I fear his wrath, I ask his love, And with my lips I sing his praise. There is a law which he has writ, To teach us all what we must do; My soul, to his commands submit, For they are holy, just, and true. There is a Gospel of rich grace, Whence sinners all their comforts draw; Lord, I repent, and seek thy face, For I have often broke thy law. There is an hour when I must die, Nor do I know how soon 'twill come; A thousand children, young as i, Are called by death to hear their doom. Let me improve the hours I have, Before the day of grace is fled; There’s no repentance in the grave, No pardon offered to the dead. Just as a tree, cut down, which fell Northward or southward, there it lies; So man departs to heaven or hell, Fixed in the state wherein he dies.