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Sinners, The Call Obey

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11451 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Sinners, the call obey, The latest call of grace; The day is come, the vengeful day, Of a devoted race: Devils and men combine To plague the faithless seed, And vials full of wrath divine Are bursting on your head. 2 Enter into the Rock, Ye trembling slaves of sin, The Rock of your salvation, struck, And cleft to take you in: To shelter the distressed He did the cross endure; O enter in the clefts, and rest In Jesus’ wounds secure. 3 Who would not fear the Lord, Such glorious majesty! His justice stern hath drawn the sword: To His compassion flee; He comes to vengeance take, He comes His wrath to show; He rises terribly to shake The drowsy world below. 4 See how His meteors glare! (The tokens understand) See famine, pestilence and war Hang o’er a guilty land! Signs in the heavens see, And hear the speaking rod; O sinner, judgment points to Thee, Prepare to meet thy God! 5 Terrible God! and true, Thy justice we confess, Thy sorest plagues are all our due, We own our wickedness; Worthy of death and hell, Thee in Thy judgments meet: But lo! we to Thy grace appeal, And crowd Thy mercy seat. 6 Jesus, to Thee we fly From the devouring sword! Our city of defense is high, Our help is in the Lord: Or if the scourge o’erflow, And laugh at innocence, Thine everlasting arms, we know, Shall be our soul’s defense. 7 We in Thy Word believe, And in Thy promise stay: Our life, which still to Thee we give, Shall be us to a prey: Our life with Thee we hide Above the furious blast, And sheltered in Thy wounds abide, Till all the storm is past. 8 Believing against hope, We hang upon Thy grace, Through every lowering cloud look up, And wait for happy days; The days when all shall know Their sins in Christ forgiven, And walk awhile with God below, And then fly up to Heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: BEALOTH

The Dreadful Day Is Come

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11452 Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 The dreadful day is come To fix a nation’s doom! Who, when God doth this, shall live, Stand before a righteous God? ’Gainst the world and Satan strive, Strive resisting unto blood! 2 Well may our nature fear The fiery trial near: Who shall first his Lord betray? Who his Master shall deny? Which of us shall fall away? Is it, Savior, is it I? 3 I shall, I surely shall, Without Thy succor, fall: Lest, one moment left alone, I shall make my ruin sure, Shamefully my God disown, Thee, and all Thy saints abjure. 4 But Lord, I trust in Thee, Thou wilt not go from me; Thee Thy pity shall constrain Still with me, ev’n me, t’abide; Me, the weakest child of man, Me for whom Thy pity died. 5 O that I always may On Thee my spirit stay! Poor and needy as I am, Thou dost for my vileness care; Thou hast called me by my name; Thou wilt all my burdens bear. 6 Thou art the sinner’s Friend, I on Thy love depend; Help for all is laid on Thee; Faith and hope in Thee I have: As my day, my strength shall be, Thou shalt to the utmost save. 7 Arm me with Thy great power, And come the fiery hour! Then I in Thy strength shall say, (Feeblest of Thy servants I) I, though all men fall away, I will never Thee deny. 8 Ready, through grace, I am To suffer for Thy name; When Thou dost Thyself bestow On so poor a worm as me, I shall then to prison go, Gladly go to death with Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: FREYLINGHAUSEN

Happy Souls That Christ Obey

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11453 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Happy souls that Christ obey, They are safe, and only they; Hidden is their life above, All wrapt up in Jesus’ love. When His judgments are abroad, By His timely warnings awed, They to Him their spirits give, Closer to their Savior cleave. 2 Neither wars nor plagues they fear, Still their life and peace is near; Undisturbed by storms they rest Harbored in His quiet breast. Calm on tumult’s wheel they sit, Trample death beneath their feet; Own their all o’er-ruling Lord, Smile at the destroyer’s sword. 3 They its threatening point defy, They behold the fiend pass by, Sprinkled by the Lamb of God, Armed and covered with His blood. Thanks to the atoning Lamb, We are sheltered in His name; We our Lord begin to know, Ransomed from the world below. 4 While we walk with Him in light, Neither men or fiends affright; Us, whom Jesus’ blood doth arm Kill they may, but cannot harm. O that all our friends might feel How secure in Christ we dwell, O that all our foes might prove God, a pardoning God of love! Languages: English Tune Title: BENEVENTO

Brethren, The End Is Near

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11454 Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Brethren, the end is near, Our Lord shall soon appear: These the days of vengeance be, Rumored ills the land distress; Wars on wars ye hear and see, Ushering in the Prince of Peace. 2 His judgments are abroad, Forerunners of our God; Nation against nation fights, Kingdoms against kingdoms rise; Signs above, and fearful sights, Speak the anger of the skies. 3 The powers of Heaven He shakes; Earth to her center quakes; Famine shows her meager face; Pestilence stalks close behind; Woes surround the sinful race; Wrath abides on all mankind. 4 The nations are distressed, The wicked cannot rest; No, in sin they sleep no more, Tossed with sad perplexity; Swell the waves, and work, and roar, Men are like the troubled sea. 5 Terror their heart assails, Their heart through terror fails; Fails, o’erwhelmed with huge dismay, Looking for the plagues to come, Shrinking from their evil day, Fainting at their instant doom. 6 But ye that fear the Lord, Fear neither plague nor sword; Jesus bids your care depart, Ye in Jesus’ love are blest; Sprinkled is your peaceful heart: Now expect the perfect rest. 7 These threatening clouds look through, Good they portend to you: Lift your heads, with joy look up, Find your full redemption near; See your soul’s desire and hope, See your glorious Lord appear. 8 His near approach ye know, Treated like Him below; This the Word that Jesus said, Now your Master’s lot ye find, Mocked, rejected and betrayed, Hated now by all mankind. 9 In calm and quiet peace Your patient souls possess; God hath kept your innocence, God shall still His own defend; Rest in Him, your sure defense, Suffer on, and wait the end. 10 His mercy’s wings are spread, To guard your naked head; None can hurt you now, or grieve, Hated though ye be by all: No, without your Savior’s leave, Not one sacred hair shall fall. Languages: English Tune Title: CALVARY

Fly, To The Mountains Fly

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11455 Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Fly, to the mountains fly; Sinners, on Christ rely! Our strong mountain is the Lord: He keeps off th’invading bands, He averts th’impending sword; Christ the Christian’s fortress stands. 2 Happy who trust in Him, Almighty to redeem: Neither wars nor plagues they fear, Public ills they calmly meet, Smile at desolation near, Trample death beneath their feet. 3 But woes, redoubled woes Attend the Savior’s foes: Worldly men and things who love, God, His things and people hate; O what sorrows will they prove, Crushed by all His judgments’ weight! 4 Woe to the souls at ease, The slaves of foul excess; Charged with surfeiting, or wine, Drunk with pleasure, or with care, Big with earthly low design, Fond of their attachments there. 5 Secure on earth who dwell, They all His plagues shall feel; Senseless, till the day oppress; Thoughtless, till the ruin come: Pangs shall then their spirits seize, Earnest of their final doom. 6 But we Thy warning take, We, Lord, the world forsake: Thou hast kindly said, Beware, Armed us by Thy word of grace, Told us of the fatal snare Spread for all the earth-born race. 7 Thy judgments we revere, Thy speaking rod we hear. Thou shalt keep our cautioned heart Free from care, from pleasure free: Thou alone our portion art, All our treasure is in Thee. 8 Thee let us still obey, And always watch and pray; Pray against the sore distress, Plagues, that on the world shall fall, Counted, through Thy righteousness, Worthy to escape them all. 9 Worthy esteemed through grace, To stand before Thy face; Called to see our judge appear, Son of Man, with glory crowned; Glad th’archangel’s voice to hear, Shouting at the trumpet sound. 10 O wouldst Thou now descend, And all our sufferings end! Hear the Bride and Spirit pray, Hasten, Lord, the general doom; Bring the great tremendous day, Come away, to judgment come! Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR

Master, We Call To Mind thy Work

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11456 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Charles Wesley First Line: Master, we call to mind Thy Word Lyrics: 1 Master, we call to mind Thy Word, We are not now above our Lord; Sufficient ’tis for us to be In sufferings and in griefs like Thee. While men, to prove Thy savings true, With cruel wrath our souls pursue, As evil they cast out our name, And brand us with Thy glorious shame. 2 All kind of ill they falsely say, Because we will Thy truth obey, To Thee with steady purpose cleave, And godly in Thy Spirit live. Exposed to man’s oppressive power, We stand in danger every hour, The rage of persecution bear, And hated as our Lord we are. 3 O may we in Thy footsteps go, Thee, only Thee resolved to know, To slaughter in Thy Spirit led, Conformed in all things to our Head. Give us Thy strength, O God of love, And hide our better life above, Then on our side at last appear, And lo, we come to suffer here! Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE

Jesus, Our Help In Time Of Need

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11457 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Jesus, our help in time of need, Thy suffering servants see, Who would in all Thy footsteps tread, And bear the cross with Thee. Stand by us in this evil hour, Our feeble souls defend, And in our weakness show Thy power, And keep us to the end. 2 The world, and their infernal god Against Thy people rise, Because our trust is in Thy blood They mingle earth and skies. Slaughter, and cruel threats they breathe, And endless battles wage, And gnash upon us with their teeth, And tear the ground with rage. 3 Captain of our salvation, hear, In all the heathen’s sight Make bare Thine arm; appear, appear And for Thy people fight. Jesus, Thy righteous cause maintain, The sons of violence quell, Take to Thee Thy great power, and reign O’er Heaven, and earth, and hell. 4 As chaff before the whirlwind drive And bruise them by Thy rod, Who madly with their Maker strive, And fight against their God. Who kick against the pricks in vain Thy foes in anger blast, And chasten with judicial pain, But save their souls at last. 5 O that at last by love compelled The rebels might submit, In humble hope of mercy yield, And tremble at Thy feet! The faith they persecute, embrace, On Thee their Lord rely, And live the monuments of Thy grace, And for Thy glory die! Languages: English Tune Title: FIRST MODE MELODY

See, Lord, The Purchase Of Thy Death

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11458 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 See, Lord, the purchase of Thy death, Thy little feeble flock, Gather, and keep our souls beneath The shadow of their Rock. Thy few returning sheep behold, By wolves encompassed round, And let us never leave the fold, But still in Thee be found. 2 Regard the number of our foes, Their subtlety and might, Arise, and stop the way of those Who ’gainst Thy people fight. O help of every helpless soul, Show forth Thy saving grace, The fierceness of vain man control, Or turn it to Thy praise. 3 Thou know’st for Thy dear sake alone We daily suffer shame, Because we dare our Master own, And triumph in Thy name. Thee, Lord, before Thy foes we dare In word and deed confess, Rejoice Thy hallowed cross to bear, And live Thy witnesses. 4 We witness to th’atoning blood Which did for sinners flow, And brought a guilty world to God, And sprinkled all below. That blood we felt through faith applied, And know our sins forgiven, And tell mankind the purple tide Would waft them all to Heaven. 5 For this we reckon all things loss, Till Christ the Judge comes down, To honor followers of His cross, And bid them wear His crown. He tells us He will quickly come, His saying we receive, And we shall all be taken home, And in His kingdom live. 6 Us, who before the sons of men, Were bold our Lord to own, He will, He will acknowledge them Before His Father’s throne. He (while the glorious angels stand, Astonished at the grace) Shall place us all at His right hand, And speak His servants’ praise. 7 These (if our hearts may now conceive What God in Heaven shall say) These were the souls who dared believe, Who dared My Word obey. Me for their dear redeeming Lord They never blushed to own, But held My name, and kept My Word, And lived to Me alone. 8 A proverb of reproach below, They suffered for My sake, Rejoiced My daily cross to know, My portion to partake. On earth they lived My witnesses, My witnesses they died, And now I for My own confess And speak them glorified. 9 Come then to Heaven, your native home, Be numbered with the blest, My Father’s happy children, come, And on My bosom rest. The kingdom take for all prepared That should in Me abide; Now. I am now, thy great reward Who in My faith hast died. 10 My good and faithful servant thee I openly approve, Possess thy lot, enthroned with Me In all the pomp of love. The mead of all thy labors this, This starry diadem wear, Enter into thy Master’s bliss, And reign for ever there. Languages: English Tune Title: INDIA BASIN

Lamb Of God, We Follow Thee

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11459 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God, we follow Thee, Willing as Thou art to be, Joyful in Thy steps to go, Suffering for Thy sake below. Taking up our daily cross, Called to shame, and pain, and loss, Well contented to sustain All the rage of cruel man. 2 Who Thy lovely pattern knows Cannot force with force oppose, They that to Thy fold belong Dare not render wrong for wrong. Bruised by the oppressor’s hand Evil they will ne’er withstand, All that follow Thee are meek, Taught to turn the other cheek. 3 Jesu, in Thy gracious power, Lo! we meet the fiery hour, Calm, dispassionate, resigned, Armed with all Thy patient mind. After Thee with joy we come, Sheep before our shearers dumb, Answering not one angry word, True disciples of our Lord. 4 Suffering here we threaten not, Innocent in word and thought, Harmless as a wounded dove, Hatred we repay with love. Turn, almighty as Thou art, Turn our persecutors’ heart, Let them to our faith be given, Let us meet our foes in Heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERYSTWYTH

Captain, We Look To Thee

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11460 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Person Name: Charles Wesley Lyrics: 1 Captain, we look to Thee, Thy promised succors claim, Humbly assured of victory Through Thine almighty name; With furious beasts to fight, Forth in Thy strength we go, With all the earth-born sons of night, With all the fiends below. 2 Hold of Thine arm we take, And fearlessly march on, The world, the realm of Satan, shake, And turn it upside down; ’Gainst all the powers of hell Undaunted we proceed, Resistless and invincible Through our triumphant Head. 3 A suffering fight we wage With man’s oppressive power, Endure the persecutor’s rage, Till all the storm is o’er; Armed with the patient mind Which in our Savior was, We bear the hate of all mankind, And glory in the cross. 4 To gain that heavenly prize We gladly suffer here, And languish in yon opening skies To see His sign appear; His sign we soon shall see, The Lord shall quickly come, And give the final victory, And take the conquerors home. Languages: English Tune Title: DIADEMATA