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Why, Cruel Herod, Dost Thou Fear?

Author: Caelius Sedulius, 5th Century; Frederick C. Husenbeth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8368 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Why, cruel Herod, dost thou fear Lyrics: 1 Why, cruel Herod, dost thou fear, Lest our great God and king appear? He who can heav’nly crowns bestow Comes not to seize thy throne below. 2 The wise men followed that bright star, Which shone to them in realms afar; While light itself by light they seek, Their gifts, their faith and love bespeak. 3 The heav’nly Lamb the waters lave, He sanctifies the crystal wave; And He, whom sin could never stain, Bids none upon our souls remain. 4 Behold a new display of might, The pallid waters redden bright; The mandate for the change once heard, Wine flows obedient at the word. 5 Jesus, to Gentile kings displayed, Glory to Thee and praise be paid, With Father and with Holy Ghost, Enthroned above the heav’nly host. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

How Beautiful His Feet Appear

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11100 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 How beautiful His feet appear High on the mountain tops, who brings Glad tidings of salvation near, Salvation from the King of kings! 2 Who publishes the joyful sound, Proclaims a peace ’twixt earth and Heaven, A ransom for the sinner found, God reconciled, and man forgiven. 3 That says to Israel’s mournful race, "Awake, arise, shake off thy chains"; Believe the word of Gospel grace, Thy God, thy great Redeemer reigns. 4 Thy watchmen shall the voice lift up, Shall sing with gladsome melody, Object of all their joy and hope, When eye to eye their Lord they see. 5 Him, eye to eye, shall they behold, Shall shout to see the Savior come, To save a world redeemed of old, To bring the weary captives home. 6 Break forth in joy, your gladness sing, Employ your all for Christ, your king; Rejoice, and Him Messiah claim: Bestowing praise, live in His name. 7 For Christ the Lord doth comfort man, Erases sin with mighty hand: To Heav’n we rise from from Adam’s fall: His life He gave to ransom all. 8 His arm He bared, in mercy, grace, Prepared a pardon for our race; His merit, shown to all men’s sight, We may inherit as our right. 9 The Gentiles hear the saving call: His grace appears and visits all; A common ransom doth belong To every nation, tribe and, tongue. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

O Dearer To My Thankful Heart

Author: Anne Steele, 1716-1778 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8700 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O dearer to my thankful heart Than all the circling sun surveys! Thy presence only can impart Light, peace, and gladness to my days. 2 Beneath Thy soul reviving ray, E’en cold affliction’s wintery gloom Shall brighten into vernal day, And hopes and joys immortal bloom. 3 Vain world, be gone with all thy toys; I have no room for trifles here: My heart aspires to nobler joys; Thy fairest glories disappear. 4 Bright realms of bliss, where Jesus reigns, My wish, my care, my hope invite: Where raptured seraphs tune their strains To themes of infinite delight. 5 See, Lord, Thy willing subject bows Adoring low before Thy throne: To Thee, I gladly pay my vows; Thou art my sovereign, Thou alone. 6 Smile on my soul, and bid me sing, In concert with the choir above, The glories of my Savior king, The condescensions of His love. 7 Amazing love! that stooped so low, To view with pity’s melting eye A wretch deserving endless woe! Amazing love! Did Jesus die? 8 He died, to raise to life and joy The vile, the guilty, the undone, O let His praise my hours employ, Till hours no more their circles run! 9 He died! Ye seraphs, tune your songs, Resound, resound the Savior’s name: For naught below immortal tongues Can ever reach the wondrous theme. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

Who Shall Condemn To Endless Flames

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2706 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Who shall condemn to endless flames The chosen people of our God; Since in the book of life their names Are fairly writ in Jesu’s blood. 2 He, for the sins of His elect, Hath a complete atonement made: Stern justice views without defect The work He wrought, the price He paid. 3 Not tribulation, nakedness, The famine, peril, or the sword; Not persecution, or distress, Can separate from Christ the Lord. 4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, Nor powers below, nor powers above; Not present things, nor things to come, Can change His purposes of love. 5 His sovereign mercy knows no end, His faithfulness shall still endure: And those who on His truth depend, Shall find His word for ever sure. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

Here At Thy Cross, My Dying God

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6460 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Here at Thy cross, my dying God, I lay my soul beneath Thy love, Beneath the droppings of Thy blood, Jesus! nor shall it e’er remove. 2 Not all that tyrants think or say, With rage and lightning in their eyes, Nor hell shall fright my heart away, Should hell with all its legions rise. 3 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, Moveless and firm this heart should lie; Resolved (for that’s my last defense) If I must perish, there to die. 4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear; Am I not safe beneath Thy shade? Thy vengeance will not strike me here, Nor Satan dares my soul invade. 5 Yes, I’m secure beneath Thy blood, And all my foes shall lose their aim; Hosanna to my dying God; And my best honors to His name. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

What Mysteries, Lord, In Thee Combine

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10664 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: What mysteries, Lord, in Thee combine! Lyrics: 1 What mysteries, Lord, in Thee combine! Jesus, once mortal, yet divine: The first, the last, the end, the head, The source of life among the dead. 2 O love, beyond the stretch of thought! What matchless wonders hath it wrought! My faith, while she the grace declares, Trembles beneath the load she bears. 3 Hail, royal Conqueror o’er the grave, In pity tender, strong to save! For ever live, for ever reign, And prosperous may Thy throne remain! 4 Thy saints, obedient to Thy word, With humble joy surround Thy board, And long as time pursues its race, Proclaim Thy death, and shout Thy grace. 5 In fullest choir, where angels join Their harps of melody divine, Thy death inspires a song of praise, New through Thy life’s eternal days. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

O Lord, By Thy Supporting Hand

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10704 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Lord, by Thy supporting hand, We enter on another year; And now we meet at Thy command, To seek Thy gracious presence here. 2 Have mercy on our numerous youth, Who, young in years, are old in sin; And by Thy spirit and Thy truth, Show them the state their souls are in. 3 Then, by a Savior’s dying love To every wounded heart revealed, Temptations, fears, and guilt remove, And be their sun, and strength, and shield. 4 To mourners speak a cheering word, On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; Let poor backsliders be restored, And all Thy saints in praises join. 5 O hear our prayer and give us hope, That when Thy voice shall call us home, Thou still wilt raise a people up, To love and praise, no more to roam. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

I Love The Lord, Who Died For Me

Author: John Cennick, 1718-1755 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10736 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord, who died for me, I love His grace, divine and free; I love the Scriptures, there I read Christ loved me, and for me did bleed. 2 I love His tears and sufferings great, I love His precious bloody sweat, I love His blood: were that not spilt, I could not have been freed from guilt. 3 I love to hear that He was slain, I love His every grief and pain, I love to meditate by faith Upon His meritorious death. 4 I love Mount Calvary, where His love Stronger than death itself doth prove; I love to walk His dolorous way, I love the grave, where Jesus lay. 5 I love His people and their ways, I love with them to pray and praise; I love the Father, and the Son, I love the Spirit He sent down. 6 I love to think the time will come When I shall be with Him at home, And praise Him in eternity: Then shall my love completed be. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

Come, O My Chosen People, Come

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11478 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Come, O my chosen people come Lyrics: 1 Come, O my chosen people come, Far from the evil world retire, Wise to escape th’impending doom, The weight of Heaven’s vindictive ire. 2 Enter into thy secret place, With silent awe thy God adore, Hide thee for one short moment’s space, And rest till all the wrath be o’er. 3 For lo! the Lord from Heaven comes down, Vengeance on sinful man to take; The world shall tremble at His frown, The earth shall to her center quake. 4 The earth shall at His word her blood Disclose, nor longer hide her slain; The dead shall rise to meet their God, And sink into eternal pain. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS

Though Cloudy Skies and Northern Blasts

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11927 Lyrics: 1 Though cloudy skies and northern blasts Retard the gentle spring awhile; The sun will conqueror prove at last, And nature wear a vernal smile. 2 The promise which from age to age, Has brought the changing seasons round; Again shall calm the winter’s rage, Perfume the air, and paint the ground. 3 The virtue of that first command, I know still does, and will prevail; That while the earth itself shall stand, The spring and summer shall not fail. 4 Such changes are for us decreed; Believers have their winters too; But spring shall certainly succeed, And all their former life renew. 5 Winter and spring have each their use, And each, in turn, his people know; One kills the weeds their hearts produce, The other makes their graces grow. 6 Though like dead trees awhile they seem, Yet having life within their root, The welcome spring’s reviving beam Draws forth their blossoms, leaves, and fruit. 7 But if the tree indeed be dead, It feels no change, though spring return, Its leafless, naked, barren head, Proclaims it only fit to burn. 8 Dear Lord, afford our souls a spring, Thou know’st our winter has been long; Shine forth, and warm our hearts to sing, And Thy rich grace shall be our song. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS