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Thou art my portion, O my God!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #282 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Thou art my portion, O my God! Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t'obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, And glory in my choice; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace I set before mine eyes; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 Whene'er I wander from thy path I think upon my ways; Then turn my feet to thy commands, And trust thy pard'ning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine: O save thy servant, Lord! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place; My hope is in thy Word. 6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine Thy statutes to fulfil; And thus, till mortal life shall end, Would I perform thy will. Languages: English

Blest are the undefiled in heart

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #284 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Blest are the undefil'd in heart, Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from ev'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, And practise thy commands; With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And serve thee with their hands 3 Great is their peace, who love your law; How firm their souls abide! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all thy statutes I obey, And honour all thy name. Languages: English

Bless'd are the humble souls, who see

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #285 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Bless'd are the humble souls, who see Their ignorance and poverty: Treasures of grace to them are giv’n, And crowns of joy laid up in heav’n. 2 Bless'd are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart; For them divine compassion flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Bless'd are the meek, who stand afar From rage and passion, noise and war: God will secure their peaceful state, And plead their cause against the great. 4 Bless'd are the souls who thirst for grace Hunger and long for righteousness: They shall be well supplied and fed With living streams and living bread. 5 Bless'd are the men, whose hearts still move And melt with sympathy and love; They shall themselves from God obtain Like sympathy and love again. 6 Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling pow'r of sin: With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity. 7 Bless'd are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife; They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. 8 Bless'd are the suff’rers who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus’ sake: Their souls shall triumph in the Lord; Glory and joy are their reward. Languages: English

Dost thou my worthless name record

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #286 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Dost thou my worthless name record, Free of thy holy city, Lord? Am I, a sinner, call'd to share The precious privileges there? 2 Art thou my King, my Father styl'd? Am I thy servant and child? Whilst wretched millions draw their breath In lands of ignorance and death. 3 Shall I receive this grace in vain? Shall I my great vocation stain? Away, ye works in darkness wrought! Away each sensual, wanton though! 4 My soul, I charge thee to excel In thinking right and acting well. Deep let thy searching pow'rs engage, Unbiass'd, in the sacred page. 5 Strong, and more strong, thy passions rule, Advancing still in virtue's school; Contending still, with noble strife, To imitate thy Saviour's life. Languages: English

Ah wretched souls who strive in vain

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #287 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Ah wretched souls, who strive in vain, Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin! A nobler toil may I sustain, A nobler satisfaction win. 2 I would resolve with all my heart, With all my pow'rs to serve the Lord, Nor from his precepts e'er depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 3 O be his service all my joy! Around let my example shine; Till others love the blest employ, And join in labours so divine. 4 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn my determin'd choice, To yield to his supreme control, And in his kind commands rejoice. 5 O may I never faint nor tire, Nor wandering leave his sacred ways; Great God! accept my soul's desire, And give me strength to live thy praise. Languages: English

Awake, our souls! away our fears!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #288 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Awake, our souls! away our fears! Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone. Awake, and run the heav'nly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, ’tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, Who strength imparts to ev'ry saint. 3 The mighty God, whose matchless pow'r Is ever new, and ever young, And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We’ll mount aloft to thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heav’nly road. Languages: English

Awake my soul! stretch ev'ry nerve

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #289 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul! stretch ev'ry nerve, And press with vigour on: A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around, Hold thee in full survey: Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all animating voice, That calls thee from on high; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' crowns and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. Languages: English

Our country is Immanuel's ground

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #290 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Our country is Immanuel’s ground; We seek that promis'd soil: The songs of Zion cheer our hearts, While strangers here we toil. 2 Oft do our eyes with joy o’erflow, And oft are bath'd in tears: Yet nought but heaven our hopes can raise, And nought but sin our fears. 3 The flow'rs, that spring along the road, We scarcely stoop to pluck; We walk o'er beds of shining ore, Nor waste one anxious look. 4 We tread the path our Master trod; We bear the cross he bore; And ev'ry thorn, that wounds our feet, His temples pierced before. 5 Our pow'rs are oft dissolv'd away In ecstasies of love; And, while our bodies wander here, Our souls are fix'd above. 6 We purge our mortal dross away, Refining as we run; But, while we die to earth and sense, Our heav'n is here begun. Languages: English

Let sorrow, Lord, my bosom fill

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #291 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Let sorrow, Lord, my bosom fill, When impious men transgress thy will; Teach me to mourn, when lips profane Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 With indignation may I treat The works of malice and deceit; And ever from their friendship flee, Who dare to scorn thy laws and thee. 3 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? O turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Languages: English

Ye servants of the Lord

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #292 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Character and Life, In General Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heav'nly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame, Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch! 'tis your Lord's command; And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. 5 Christ shall the banquet spread With his own bounteous hand, And raise that favorite servant's head Amidst th' angelic band. Languages: English