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The Freeness of the Gospel

Author: Beddome Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCCLXII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How free and boundless is the grace Lyrics: 1 How free and boundless is the grace Of our redeeming God, Extending to the Greek and Jew, And men of every blood! 2 The mightiest king, and meanest slave, May his rich mercy taste; He bids the beggar and the prince, Unto the gospel feast. 3 None are excluded thence, but those Who do themselves exclude; Welcome the learned and polite, The ignorant and rude. 4 Come then ye men of every name, Of every rank and tongue; What you are willing to receive, Doth unto you belong. Topics: Worship Hymns Before Sermon; Gospel Represented by a feast; Gospel casting a Net; Public Religion Languages: English

Morning before Baptism; or, at the Water Side

Author: Beddome Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CDLIII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How great, how solemn is the work Lyrics: 1 How great, how solemn is the work, Which we attend to-day! Now for a holy, solemn frame, O God, to thee we pray. 2 O may we feel, as once we felt, When pain'd and grive'd at heart; Thy kind, forgiving, melting look Reliev'd our every smart. 3 Let graces then in exercise Be exercis'd again; And, nurtur'd by celestial power, In exercise remain. 4 Awake our love, our fear, our hope, Wake fortitude and joy; Vain world begone, let things above Our happy thoughts employ. 5 Whilst thee, our Savior and our God, To all around we own; Drive each rebellious, rival lust, Each traitor from the throne. 6 Instruct our minds our wills subdue, To heaven our passions raise, That hence our lives, our all may be Devoted to thy praise. Topics: Baptism Scripture: Psalm 119:32 Languages: English

Sinners and Saints in the Wreck of Nature

Author: President Davies Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DLXX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: How great, how terrible that God Lyrics: 1 How great, how terrible that God, Who shakes creation with his nod! He frowns—earth, sea, all nature's frame Sink in one universal flame. 2 Where now, O where shall sinners seek For shelter in the general wreck; Shall falling rocks be o'er them thrown? See rocks, like snow, desolving down. 3 In vain for mercy now they cry; In lakes of liquid fire they lie; There on the flaming billows tost, For ever—O forever lost. 4 But saints, undaunted and serene Your eyes view the dreadful scene; Your savior lives, the worlds expire, And earth and skies desolve in fire. 5 Jesus, the helpless creature's friend, To thee my all I dare commend. Thou canst preserve my feeble soul, When Lightnings blaze from pole to pole. Topics: The Day of Judgment; Sinner and saints in the wreck of nature Languages: English

Everlasting Love and electing Grace

Author: Toplady Hymnal: SHBA1792 #LXII (1792) First Line: How happy are we Lyrics: 1 How happy are we Our election who see, And venture, O Lord, for salvation on thee! In Jesus approv'd, Eternally lov'd, Upheld by thy power we cannot be mov'd. 2 'Tis sweet to recline On the bosom divine, And experience the comforts peculiar to thine; While, born from above, And upheld by thy love With singing and triumph to Zion we move. 3 Our seeking thy face, Was all of thy grace; Thy mercy demands and shall have all the praise. No sinner can be Beforehand with thee, Thy grace is preventing, almighty and free. 4 Our Savior and friend His love shall extend, It knew no beginning, and never shall end. Whom once he receives is spirit ne'er leaves, Nor ever repents of the grace that he gives. 5 This proof we would give, That thee we receive, Thou art precious alone to the souls that believe. Be precious to us! All beside is as dross, Compar'd with thy love and the blood of thy Cross. Part the second: 6 Yet, one thing we want More holiness grant! For more of thy mind, and thine image we pant; Thine image impress On thy favorite race, O fashion and polish thy vessels of grace. 7 Thy workmanship we More fully would be, Lord, stretch out thy hand and conform us to thee; While outward we move To Canaan above, Come fill us with holiness, fill us with love. 8 Vouchsafe us to know More of thee below Thus fit us for heaven, and glory bestow Our harps shall be tun'd, The Lamb shall be crown'd; Salvation to Jesus thro' heaven shall resound. Topics: Scripture Doctrines and Blessings God's Everlasting Love; Election; Everlasting love; Holiness desired; Love of God, electing everlasting Languages: English

The Spiritual Pilgrim

Author: J. C. W. Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCC (1792) First Line: How happy is the pilgrim's lot Lyrics: 1 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! Confin'd to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2 His happiness in part is mine, Already sav'd from self-design, From every creature love! Bless'd with the scorn of finte good, My soul is lighten'd of its load, And seeks the things above. 3 The things eternal I pursue And happiness beyond the view Of those who basely pant For things by nature felt or seen: Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, I neither have nor want. 4 Nothing on earth I call my own; A stranger to the world unknown, I all their goods despise; I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight, A country in the skies. 5 There is my house and portion fair, My treasure, and my heart are there, And my abiding home: For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come. 5 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, I come, to meet thee in the skies, And claim my heavenly rest: Now let the pilgrim's journey end, Now, O my Savior, brother, friend, Receive me to thy breast! Topics: The Christian; Christian A pilgrim; Happiness Of spiritual pilgrims; The spiritual Pilgrim Languages: English

On a Year of threatening Rain

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How hast thou Lord, from year to year Lyrics: 1 How hast thou Lord, from year to year, Our land with plenty crown'd? And generous fruit and golden grain Have spread their riches round. 2 But we Thy mercies have abus'd To more abounding crimes: What heights, what daring heights in sin Mark and disgrace our times! 3 Equal tho' awful is the doom, That fierce descending rain Should into inundations swell, And crush the rising grain! 4 How just that in the autumn’s reign, When we had hop'd to reap, Our fields of sorrow and despair Should lie a hedious heap. 5 But, Lord, have mercy on our land, Those floods of vengeance stay; Dispel these glooms, and let the sun Shine in unclouded day! 6 To thee alone we look for help; None else of dew or rain Can give the world the smallest drop, Or smallest drop restrain. Topics: Times and Seasons The Seasons of the Year; Threatening Rain Languages: English

A Prospect of the Resurrection

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DLXIX (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How long shall death the tyrant reign Lyrics: 1 How long shall death the tyrant reign, And triumph o'er the just; While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust? 2 Lo, I behold the scatter'd shades, The dawn of heaven appears; The sweet immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres. 3 I see the Lord of glory come, And flaming guards around; The skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 4 I hear the voice, "Ye dead arise!" And lo the graves obey; And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th' expected day. 5 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the midway air, In shining garments meet their king, And low adore him there. 5 O may our humble spirits stand Amongst them cloth'd in white! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight. 7 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning king Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies, On love's triumphant wing! Topics: The Resurrection of the Body; Resurrection Of The Body Languages: English

Time and Eternity; or, longing after unseen Pleasures

Author: Steele Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DXLVI (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How long shall earth's alluring toys Lyrics: 1 How long shall earth's alluring toys Detain our hearts and eyes, Regardless of immortal joys, And strangers to the skies? 2 These transient scenes will soon decay, They fade upon the sight; And quickly will their brightest day Be lost in endless night. 3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain! With conscious sighs we own; While clouds of sorrow, care and pain O'ershade the smiling noon. 4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly, Above these gloomy shades, To those bright worlds beyond the sky Which sorrow ne'er invades. 5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay. 6 Lord, send a beam of light divine, To guide our upward aim! With one reviving touch of thine, Our languid hearts inflame. 7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing Our ardent wishes rise To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring Immortal in the skies. Topics: Time and Eternity; Unseen pleasures longed for; Time and Eternity Languages: English

The Pool of Bethesda

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCCLXIV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: How long, thou faithful God, shall I Lyrics: 1 How long, thou faithful God, shall I Here on thy ways forgotten lie? When shall the means of healing be The channels of thy grace to me? 2 Sinners on every side step in, And wash away their pain and sin; But I, an helpless sin-sick soul, Still ie expiring at the Pool. 3 Thou cov'nant angel swift come down, To-day thine own appointments crown; Thy power into the means infuse, And give them now their sacred use. 4 Thou seest me lying at the Pool. I would, thou know'st I would be whole; O let the troubled waters move, And minister thy healing love. Topics: Worship Hymns Before Sermon; Pool of Bethesda; Public Religion Scripture: John 5:2-4 Languages: English

The happiness of humble worship

Author: Steele Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCCXLIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: How lovely, how divinely sweet Lyrics: 1 How lovely, how divinely sweet O Lord, thy sacred courts appear Fain would my longing passions meet The glories of thy presence there. 2 O, blest the men, blest their employ, Whom thy indulgent favors raise To dwell in these abodes of joy, And sing thy never-ceasing praise. 3 Happy the men whom strength divine, With ardent love and zeal inspires; Whose steps to thy blest way incline, With willing hearts and warm desires. 4 One day within thy sacred gate, Affords more real joy to me, Than thousands in the tents of state; The meanest place is bliss with thee. 5 God is a sun; our brightest day From his reviving presence flows; God is a shield, thro' all the way, To guard us from surrounding foes. 6 He pours his kindest blessings down, Profusely down on souls sincere; And grace shall guide, and glory crown The happy favorites of his care. 7 O Lord of hosts, thou God of grace, How blest, divinely blest, is he, Who trusts thy love and seeks thy face, And fixes all his hopes on thee! Topics: Worship Public Worship; Happiness Of humble worshippers; Public Religion; Pleasures of Worship; Excellency of worship Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English