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All-glorious God, what hymns of praise
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XXXIII (1792) Lyrics: 1 All-glorious God, what hymns of praise
Shall our transported voices raise@
What ardent love and zeal is due,
While heav'n stands open to our view?
2 Once we were fall'n, and O how low@
Just on the brink of endless wo;
When Jesus from the realms above,
Borne on the wings of boundless love.
3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night,
And spread around his heav'nly light!
By him what wond'rous grace is shewn
To souls impov'rish'd and undone!
4 He shows, beyond these mortal shores
A bright inheritance is ours;
Where saints in light our coming wait,
To share their holy, happy state!
Languages: English
All-glorious God, what hymns of praise
And are we now brought near to God
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XXI (1792) Lyrics: 1 And are we now brought near to God,
Who once at distance stood?
And to effect this glorious change,
Did Jesus shed his blood?
2 O for a song of ardent praise,
To bear our souls above!
What should allay our lively hope,
Or damp our flaming love?
3 Then let us join the heav'nly choirs,
To praise our heav'nly King!
O may that love, which spread this board,
Inspire us while we sing –
4 "Glory to God in highest strains,
"And to the earth be peace;
"Good-will from heav'n to men is come –
"And let it never cease!" Topics: Holy Communion Languages: English
And are we now brought near to God
Arise, my soul! with rapture rise!
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XLVI (1792) Lyrics: 1 Arise, my soul! with rapture rise!
And, fill'd with love and fear, adore
The awful Sov'reign of the skies,
Whose mercy lends me one day more.
2 And may this day, indulgent Pow'r!
Not idly pass, nor fruitless be;
But may each swiftly-flying hour –
Advance my soul more nigh to thee.
3 But can it be that Pow'r divine,
Whose throne is light's unbounded blaze,
While countless worlds and angels join,
To swell the glorious song of praise –
4 Will deign to lend a fav'ring ear,
When I, poor abject mortal pray?
Yes, boundless goodness! he will hear,
Nor cast the meanest wretch away.
5 Then let me serve thee all my days,
And may my zeal with years increase:
For pleasant, Lord! are all thy ways,
And all thy paths are paths of peace. Topics: Morning Languages: English
Arise, my soul! with rapture rise!
As pants the hart for cooling streams
Hymnal: SoP1792 #P.XV (1792) Lyrics: 1 As pants the hart for cooling streams,
When heated in the chace;
So longs my soul, O God, for thee,
And thy refreshing grace.
2 For thee, my God, the living God,
My thirsty soul doth pine;
O! when shall I behold thy face,
Thou Majesty divine?
5 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Trust God; who will employ
His aid for thee, and change these sighs
To thankful hymns of joy.
6 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Hope still; and thou shalt sing
The praise of him, who is thy God,
Thy health's eternal spring.
Scripture: Psalm 42:1-2 Languages: English
As pants the hart for cooling streams
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XXXVI (1792) Lyrics: 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye Nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create and can destroy.
2 His sov'reign pow'r without our aid,
Made us of dust, and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.
3 We'll croud thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heav'ns our voices raise;
And earth with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
4 Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move. Languages: English
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Begin the high celestial strain
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XXXIX (1792) Lyrics: 1 Begin the high celestial strain,
My ravish'd soul, and sing
A solemn hymn of grateful praise
To heav'ns Almighty King.
2 Retain it long, you echoing rocks,
The sacred sound retain;
And from your hollow winding caves
Return it oft again.
3 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings,
To distant climes away;
And round the wide extended world,
My lofty theme convey.
4 Long let it warble round the spheres,
And echo through the sky;
Till angels, with immortal skill,
Improve the harmony.
5 While I, with sacred rapture fir'd,
The blest Creator sing,
And breathe forth consecrated lays
To heav'ns Almihgty King. Languages: English
Begin the high celestial strain
Behold the path which mortals tread
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XLIII (1792) Lyrics: 1 Behold the path which mortals tread
Down to the regions of the dead!
Nor will the fleeting moments stay,
Nor can we measure back our way.
2 From vital air, from cheerful light,
To the cold grave's perpetual night;
From scenes of duty, means of grace,
I must to God's tribunal pass.
3 Awake, my soul! thy way prepare,
And lose in this each mortal care;
With steady feet that path be trod,
Which through the grave conducts to God.
4 Then shall I smile secure from fear,
Though death arrest the circling year;
And joy to meet the blissful shore,
From whence I shall return no more. Topics: Funeral Languages: English
Behold the path which mortals tread
Happy the man, whose tender care
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XXV (1792) Lyrics: 1 Happy the man, whose tender care
Relieves the poor distrest,
When he's by trouble compass'd round,
The Lord shall give him rest.
2 The Lord his life, with blessings crown'd,
In safety shall prolong!
And disappoint the will of those
Who seek to do him wrong.
3 If he, in languishing estate,
Opprest with sickness, lie;
The Lord will easy make his bed,
And inward strength supply.
Topics: Charity to the Poor Languages: English
Happy the man, whose tender care
Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.XVIII (1792) Lyrics: 1 Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning pow'rs;
Kindle a flame of sacred love,
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys;
Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys!
3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
In vain we strive to rise!
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
4 No more, O Father, may we live,
At such a dying rate!
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great.
4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning pow'rs,
Come shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours! Topics: Whitsunday Languages: English
Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove
Come, let us all unite to praise
Hymnal: SoP1792 #H.IV (1792) Lyrics: 1 Come, let us all unite to praise
The Saviour of mankind,
Our thankful hearts, in solemn lays,
Be with our voices join'd.
2 But how shall we his love declare,
When Angels try in vain;
Their faces veil, when they appear
Before the Son of Man.
3 Yet Lord, we cannot silent be,
By love we are constrain'd
To offer our best thanks to thee,
Our Saviour and our friend.
4 Though feeble are our best essays,
Thy love will not despise
Our grateful songs of humble praise,
Our well-meant sacrifice.
5 Worship and honour, thanks and love,
Be to our Saviour giv'n;
By Men below, by hosts above,
By all in earth and heav'n! Topics: The Nativity of Our Lord and Savior Languages: English
Come, let us all unite to praise
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