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HYMNS
FOR THE
CAMP
Second edition, revised and enlarged.
"Singing
with grace in your hearts to
the
Lord."
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TO
"OUR SOLDIERS,"
THIS LITTLE COLLECTION OF HYMNS IS
AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED.
GOD grant that every one who shall read or sing these hymns may join that great multitude, that glorious choir, that shall at last surround the throne on high, and there ascribe "Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiv ng, and honor, and might, unto our God forever and ever."
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SUBJECTS.
- Morning, ..... HYMN 1
- Evening, ..... 2-3
- Christ, ..... 4-23
- Praise, ..... 24-29
- Prayer, ..... 30-40
- Invitation & Warning, ..... 41-63
- Christian Experience, ..... 64-121
- The Bible, ..... 122-123
- Death, ..... 124-133
- Heaven ..... 134-144
- The Sabbath, ..... 145-146
- Close of a Meeting ..... 147-149
- Doxologies ..... 150
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INDEX.
- A charge to keep I have ..... HYMN 103
- Alas! and did my Saviour bleed, ..... 6
- All hail the power of Jesus' name ..... 23
- Am I a soldier of the Cross, ..... 91
- Amazing Grace how sweet the sound, ..... 108
- And can I yet delay, ..... 55
- And let this feeble body fail, ..... 128
- And must I be to judgment brought, ..... 132
- Another day of Soldier life, ..... 3
- Approach my soul the mercy seat ..... 31
- Arise, my soul, arise, ..... 19
- A throne of grace! .....36
- Awake my soul, and with the sun, ..... 1
- Awake my soul in joyful lays, ..... 24
- Awake my soul stretch every nerve, ..... 64
- Before Jehovah's awful throne, ..... 26
- Begone unbelief, ..... 78
- Bleeding hearts defiled by sin ..... 44
- Blest be the tie that binds ..... 121
- Brethren while we sojourn here ..... 92
- Broad is the road that leads to death, ..... 57
- Children of the Heavenly King, ..... 93
Page 8 - Christ and His Cross are all our theme, ..... 10
- Come christian brethren ere we part, ..... 147
- Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, ..... 34
- Come on my fellow pilgrims come, ..... 95
- Come thou fount of every blessing, ..... 109
- Come trembling sinner, ..... 42
- Come, we that love the Lord, ..... 29
- Come ye disconsolate, ..... 45
- Come ye sinners poor and wretched, ..... 43
- Commit thou all thy griefs, ..... 70
- Delay not, delay not, ..... 63
- Depth of mercy, ..... 33
- Did Christ o'er sinners weep, ..... 117
- Dismiss us with thy blessing, ..... 149
- Do not I love thee, O my Lord, ..... 98
- Earth has engrossed my love too long! ..... 11
- Eternity is just at hand, ..... 129
- Father I stretch my hands to thee ..... 60
- Father whate'er of earthly bliss, ..... 114
- Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, ..... 96
- From all that dwell below the skies, ..... 27
- From every stormy wind that blows, ..... 35
- Give to the winds thy fears, ..... 112
- Glory to thee, my God, ..... 2
- God's holy law transgressed, ..... 12
- God is a Spirit ..... 37
- God moves in a mysterious way, ..... 116
Page 9 - Grace 'tis a charming sound, ..... 72
- Guide me O thou great Jehovah, ..... 113
- Hail! sweetest, dearest tie, ..... 90
- Hark from the tombs ..... 133
- Hark, my soul! ..... 67
- Hasten, sinner, to be wise; ..... 62
- How can I sink with such a prop, ..... 73
- How charming is the place, ..... 75
- How firm a foundation, ..... 100
- How happy are they, ..... 105
- How happy is the christian's state! ..... 89
- How lost was my condition, ..... 8
- How precious is the book divine, ..... 122
- How sad our state by nature is, ..... 77
- How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, ..... 21
- How tedious and tasteles the hours, ..... 79
- I love to steal awhile away, ..... 28
- I send the joys of earth away ..... 87
- I would not live always, ..... 111
- I'm a pilgrim, ..... 144
- I'm but a traveller here, ..... 135
- I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, ..... 102
- In all my Lord's appointed ways, ..... 82
- In duties and in sufferings, too, ..... 84
- In evil long I took delight, ..... 9
- In the Christian's home in glory, ..... 134
- In vain I trace creation o'er, ..... 85
Page 10 - Jerusalem my glorious home, ..... 139
- Jesus! and shall it ever be, ..... 20
- Jesus I love thy charming name, ..... 22
- Jesus, I my cr ss have taken, ..... 101
- Jesus, lover of my soul, ..... 99
- Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend, ..... 46
- Jesus, my all to Heaven is gone, ..... 110
- Jesus we look to thee, ..... 13
- Joyfully joyfully, ..... 140
- Joy to the world, ..... 15
- Just as I am, ..... 56
- Life is the time to serve the Lord, ..... 48
- Lord while for all mankind we pray, ..... 40
- Mistaken souls that dream of Heaven, ..... 88
- My days are gliding swiftly by. ..... 107
- My dear Redeemer and my Lord, ..... 86
- My soul, be on thy guard, ..... 66
- My times of sorrow and of joy, ..... 71
- Must Jesus bear the Cross alone, ..... 104
- No more, my God. I boast no more, ..... 74
- Not all the blood of beasts, ..... 5
- Not to c nd mn the sons of men, ..... 14
- Now to the Lamb, ..... 150
- O for a faith that will not shrink, ..... 76
- O for a lo er walk, ..... 97
- O for the death of those ..... 130
- O how I love thy holy law! ..... 123
Page 11 - O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith, ..... 58
- O thou whose tender me cy hears, ..... 30
- O that my load of sin were gone, ..... 47
- O when shall I see Jesus, ..... 106
- O where shall rest be found, ..... 125
- On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, ..... 141
- One there is above all others, ..... 17
- Peaceful be thy silent slumber, ..... 127
- People of the living God, ..... 119
- Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, ..... 16
- Praise God from whom all, &c., ..... 150
- Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, ..... 38
- Religion is the chief concern, ..... 41
- Return, O wanderer, return, ..... 53
- Rise my soul, ..... 136
- Rock of Ages, ..... 61
- Safely through another week, ..... 146
- Salvation! 0 the joyful sound, ..... 25
- Say brothers will you meet us, ..... 148
- Say sinner hath a voice within, ..... 50
- Show pity Lord, ..... 59
- Sinner rouse thee from thy sleep, ..... 49
- Sinners, turn! why will ye die? ..... 51
- So let our lips and lives express, ..... 80
- Soldiers of Christ arise, ..... 68
- Soldiers of the cross arise; ..... 69
- Sovereign Ruler of the skies! ..... 81
Page 12 - Stand up, my soul, ..... 65
- The day approaches, O my soul! ..... 124
- There is a fountain, ..... 4
- There is a happy land, ..... 137
- There is a land of pure delight, ..... 142
- This world would be a wilderness, ..... 83
- Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love, ..... 143
- 'Tis religion that can give, ..... 118
- Unto thine altar Lord, ..... 94
- Vital spark of Heavenly flame, ..... 131
- Welcome sweet day of rest, ..... 145
- We're travelling home to Heaven, ..... 54
- When I can read my title clear, ..... 138
- When I survey the wondrous Cross, ..... 7
- When marshalled on the nightly plain, ..... 18
- When thy mortal life is fled, ..... 52
- What various hindrances we meet, ..... 32
- While thee I seek protecting Power, ..... 115
- With all the boasted pomp of war, ..... 39
- Why should we start and fear to die, ..... 126
- Ye glittering toys of earth adieu, ..... 120
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HYMNS.
1
L. M.
1 AWAKE my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily course of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, an early rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first spring of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.
3 Direct, control, suggest this day,
All I design, or do or say,
That all my powers with all their might
In thy sole glory may unite.
4 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me while I slept;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.
2
L. M.
1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thine own Almighty wings.
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2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ills that I this day have done:
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 O may my soul on thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close:
Sleep, that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
3
C. M.
1 ANOTHER day of soldier life
Is numbered with the past;
It was not filled with bloody strife,
And did not prove our last.
2. Thy grace, O God, hath kept us whole;
To thee we lift our praise;
Accept the homage of each soul,
And keep us all our days.
3 Keep us in safety through the night,
And with us those we love:
Save us, we pray thee, by thy might,
In battle and above.
4
C. M.
1 THERE is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins,
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And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away,
3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.
4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
5 And when my lisping, stam'ring tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save!
5
S. M.
1 NOT all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.
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2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood, than they.
3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.
4 My soul looks back, to see
The burdens thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.
5 Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing his bleeding love.
6
C M
1 ALAS? and did my Saviour bleed!
And did my Sovereign die!
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
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When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man, the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.
7
L. M.
1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride,
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 Were all the realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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8
7's & 6's.
1 HOW lost was my condition,
Till Jesus made me whole!
There is but one Physician
Can cure a sin-sick soul.
Next door to death he found me,
And snatched me from the grave
To tell to all around me
His wondrous power to save.
2 From men great skill professing,
I thought a cure to gain;
But this proved more distressing,
And added to my pain.
Some said that nothing ailed me:
Some gave me up for lost;
Thus every refuge failed me,
And all my hopes were crossed.
3 At length, this great Physician--
How matchless is his grace!
Accepted my petition,
And undertook my case;
First gave me sight to view him,
For sin my eyes had sealed,--
Then bade me look unto him:
I looked, and I was healed
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dying, risen Jesus,
Seen by the eye of faith,
At once from danger frees us,
And saves the soul from death.
Come, then to this Physician;
His help he'll freely give;
He makes no hard condition;
'Tis only, Look and live.
9
C. M.
1 IN evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopped my wild career.
2 I saw one hanging on a tree
In agonies and blood;
He fixed his languid eyes on me,
As near his cross I stood.
3 O, never, till my latest breath,
Shall I forget get that look;
It seemed to charge me with his death,
Though not a word he spoke.
4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt;
It plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood had spilt,
And helped to nail him there.
5 A second look he gave, which said,
"I freely all forgive;
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This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die that hou mayst live."
6 Thus, while his death my sin displays
In all its darkest hue,
Such is the mystery of grace,
It seals my pardon too.
10
C. M.
1 CHRIST and his cross are all our theme:
The mysteries that we speak
Are scandal in the Jews' esteem,
And folly to the Greek.
2 But souls enlightened from above
With joy receive the word;
They see what wisdom, power, and love
Shine in their dying Lord.
3 The vital savour of his name
Restores their fainting breath;
But unbelief perverts the same
To guilt, despair, and death.
4 Till God diffuse his graces down,
Like showers of heavenly rain,
In vain Apollos sows the ground;
And Paul may plant in vain.
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11
C. M.
1 EARTH has engrossed my love too long
'Tis time I lift mine eyes
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne,
And to my native skies.
2 There the blest Man, my Saviour, sits:
The God! how bright he shines!
And scatters infinite delights
On all the happy minds.
3 Seraphs, with elevated strains,
Circle the throne around,
And move and charm the starry plains
With an immortal sound.
4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs;
Jesus, my love, they sing!
Jesus, the life of both our joys,
Sounds sweet from every string.
5 Now let me mount and join their song,
And be an angel too;
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,
Here's joyful work for you.
6 I would begin the music here,
And so my soul should rise;
O for some heavenly notes to bear
My passions to the skies!
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12
S. M.
1 GOD'S holy law transgressed,
Speaks nothing but despair;
Convinced of guilt, with grief oppressed,
We find no comfort there.
2 Not all our groans and tears,
Nor works which we have done,
Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers,
Can e'er for sin atone.
3 Relief alone is found
In Jesus' precious blood:
'Tis this that heals the mortal wound,
And reconciles to God.
4 High lifted on the cross
The spotless Victim dies:
This is salvation's only source;
Hence all our hopes arise.
13
S. M.
1 JESUS, we look to thee,
Thy promised presence claim;
Thou in the midst of us shall be,
Assembled in thy name:
2 Thy name salvation is,
Which here we come to prove;
Thy name is life, and health, and peace,
And everlasting love.
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3 Present we know thou art;
But, O, thyself, reveal!
Now, Lord, let every bounding heart
The mighty comfort feel!
4 O may thy quickening voice
The death of sin remove;
And bid our inmost souls rejoice,
In hope of perfect love!
14
L. M.
1 NOT to condemn the sons of men,
Did Christ, the Son of God, appear;
No weapons in his hands are seen,
No flaming sword or thunder there.
2 Such was the pity of our God,
He loved the race of man so well,
He sent his Son to bear our load
Of sins, and save our souls from hell.
3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word;
Trust in his mighty name, and live;
A thousand joys his lips afford,
His hands a thousand blessings give.
15
C. M.
1 JOY to the world: the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing.
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2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns;
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy.
3 No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.
16
C. M.
1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and O, amazing love!
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled.
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
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4 O, for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.
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8, 7.
1 ONE there is above all others,
Well deserves the name of Friend;
His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end.
2 Which of all our friends, to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood?
But this Saviour died to have us
Reconciled, in him, to God.
3 When he lived on earth abased,
Friend of sinners was his name;
Now above all glory raised,
He rejoices in the same.
4 O for grace our hearts to soften!
Teach us, Lord, at length to love;
We alas! forget too often
What a friend we have above.
18
L. M.
1 WHEN marshalled on the nightly plain.
The glittering host bestuds the sky,
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One star al ne of all the train,
Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.
2 Ha k! hark! to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from every gem;
But one lone the Saviour speaks--
It is the star of Bethlehem!
3 Once on the raging seas I rode:
The storm was loud, the night was dark;
The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed
The wind that tossed my foundering bark.
4 De horror then my vitals froze;
Death struck, I ceased the tide to stem
When suddenly a star arose--
It was the S ar of Bethlehem!
5 It was my guide, my light, my all;
It made my dark forbodings cease;
And through the storm and danger's thrall
It led me to the port of peace.
6 Now safely moored, my peri l o'er,
I'l sing first in night's diadem
Fo ever and forevermore--
The Star--the Star of Bethlehem!
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19
H. M.
1 AR1SE my soul, arise;
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears:
Before the throne my Surety stands;
My name is written on his hands.
2 The bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary,
Now pour effectual prayers
And strongly speak for me:
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry,
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die."
3 The Father hears him pray,
The dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away
The pleading of his Son:
His spirit an wers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.
4 To God I'm reconciled:
His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for his child:
I can no longer fear:
With filial trust I now draw nigh,
And "Father, Abba Father," cry.
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20
L. M.
1 JESUS! and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of thee?
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise
Whose glories shine through endless days!
2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O'er this benighted soul of mine.
3 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend?
No; when I blush, be this my shame
That I no more revere his name.
4 Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,--
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to hush, no soul to save.
5 Till then--nor is my boasting vain--
Till then I boast a Saviour slain!
And O may this my glory be,
Jesus is not ashamed of me!
21
C. M.
1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
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And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
3 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see thee as thou art,
I'll praise thee as I ought.
22
C. M.
1 JESUS, I love thy charming name;
'Tis music to mine ear:
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and heaven might hear.
2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust:
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.
3 All my capacious powers can wish
In thee doth richly meet;
Nor to my eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,
And shed its fragrance there--
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
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5 I'll speak the honors of thy name
With my last, laboring breath,
And, dying, clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.
23
C. M.
1 ALL hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small!
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all!
24
L. M.
1 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from me;
His loving kindness, O, how free!
2 He saw me ruined by the fall,
Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate:
His loving kindness, O, how great!
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3 Though numerous host of migty foes,
Though earth and hell, my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along:
His loving kindness, O, how strong!
4 I often feel my sinful heart
Pro from my Saviour to depart;
But though I oft have him forgot,
His loving kindness changes not.
5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale;
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O, may my last, expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death.
25
C. M.
1 SALVATION! oh, the joyful sound,
Glad tidings to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2 Salvation! buried once in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But now we rise by grace divine,
And see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
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L. M.
1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay and formed us men;
And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.
3 We are his people, we his care,
Our souls, and our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty maker, to thy name?
4 We'll crowd thy gates, with thankful songs,
High as the heaven our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousands tongues.
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
5 Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
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L. M.
1 From all that dwell below the skies.
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
And truth eternal is thy Word:
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore:
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
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1 I LOVE to steal awhile away
From every cumbering care;
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble, grateful prayer.
2 I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear;
And all his promises to plead,
When none but God can hear.
3 I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore:
And all my cares and sorrows cast,
On him whom I adore.
4 I love by faith to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heaven:
The prospect doth my strength renew
While here by tempests driven.
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5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er.
May its departing ray,
Be calm as this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day.
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1 COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from the place;
Religion never was designed
To make our pleasures less.
3 Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
4 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
5 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.
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1 O THOU, whose tender mercy hears
Contrition's humble sigh;
Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears
From sorrow's weeping eye:--
2 See low before thy throne of grace,
A wretched wanderer mourn;
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
Hast thou not said,--"Return?"
3 And shall my guilty fears prevail
To drive me from thy feet?
Oh, let not this dear refuge fail,
This only safe retreat!
4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart
With beams of mercy shine!
And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joys divine.
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1 APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat,
Where Jesus answers prayer,
There humbly fall before his feet,
For none can perish there.
2 Thy promise is my only plea;
With this I venture nigh;
Thou callest burdened souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.
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3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed,
By wars without, and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.
4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place,
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him thou has died.
5 O, wondrous love!--to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead his gracious name.
6 "Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still,
My promised grace receive:"
'Tis Jesus speaks--I must, I will,
I can, I do believe.
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L. M.
1 WHAT various hindrances we meet,
In coming to a mercy-seat;
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer,
But wishes to be often there.
2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw,
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw,
Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing from above.
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3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight;
Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright;
And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
4 Have you no words? Ah! think again,
Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow creature's ear,
With the sad tale of all your care.
5 Were half the brreath thus vainly spent,
To heaven in supplications sent,
Your cheerful song would oftener be,
"Hear what the Lord has done for me."
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1 DEPTH of mercy, can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God his wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
2 I have long withstood his grace,
Long provoked him to his face;
Would not hearken to his calls,
Grieved him by a thousand falls.
3 There for me the Saviour stands,
Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands:
God is love! I know, I feel,
Jesus weeps and loves me still.
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4 Now incline me to repent!
Let me now my fall lament!
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.
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1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Look, how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys!
Our souls can neither fly nor go,
To reach eternal joys.
3 In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great?
5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers:
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
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1 FROM every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retre t;
'Tis found before the mercy seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place of all on earth most sweet,
It is the blood-bought mercy seat.
3 There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy seat.
4 There, there on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy seat.
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1 A THRONE of grace! then let us go
And offer up our prayer;
A gracious God will mercy show
To all that worship there.
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2 A throne of grace! O, at that throne
Our knees have often bent,
And God has showered his blessings down
As often as we went.
3 A throne of grace! rejoice, ye saints!
That throne is open still;
To God unbosom your complaints,
And then inquire his will.
4 A throne of grace we yet shall need
Long as we draw our breath,
A Saviour, too, to intercede,
Till we are changed by death.
5 The throne of glory then shall glow
With beams from Jesus' face,
And we no longer want shall know,
Nor need a throne of grace.
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1 GOD is a Spirit, just and wise,
He sees our inmost mind:
In vain to heaven we raise our cries,
And leave our souls behind.
2 Nothing but truth before his throne
With honor can appear;
The painted hypocrites are known
Through the disguise they wear.
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3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies,
Their bending knees the ground;
But God abhors the sacrifice,
Where not the heart is found.
4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways,
And make my soul sincere;
Then shall I stand before thy face,
And find acceptance there.
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1 PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire,
Unuttered or expressed,
The motion of a hidden fire,
That trembles in the breast.
2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye
When none but God is near.
3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.
4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air,
His watchword at the gates of death;
He enters heaven with prayer.
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1 WITH all the boasted pomp of war
In vain, we dare the hostile field;
In vain, unless the Lord be there;
Thine arm alone our land can shield.
2 Our arms succeed, our co