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Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss

Hymnal: BW1867 #218 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, And saves me from its snares; Its aid in every duty brings, And softens all my cares: 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God, and heavenly things, And feeds the pure desire. 3 The wounded conscience know its power The healing balm to give; That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign; And bids me seek my portion there, Nor bids me seek in vain: 5 Shows me the precious promise sealed With the Redeemer's blood; And helps my feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God. 6 There, there unshaken would I rest, Till this vile body dies; And then on faith's triumphant wings, At once to glory rise. Topics: Faith Languages: English

Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven

Hymnal: BW1867 #219 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven, And make their empty boast Of inward joys and sins forgiven, While they are slaves to lust! 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, If faith be cold and dead; None but a living power unites To Christ, the living Head;-- 3 A faith that changes all the heart; A faith that works by love; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 Faith must obey our Father’s will, As well as trust His grace; A pardoning God requires us still To perfect holiness. Topics: Faith Languages: English

Oh for a faith that will not shrink

Hymnal: BW1867 #220 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Oh for a faith that will not shrink, Though pressed by every foe, That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe! 2 That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God: 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without, That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt: 4 That bears, unmoved, the world’s dread frown, Nor heeds its scornful smile; That seas of trouble cannot drown, Nor Satan’s arts beguile: 5 A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life’s last hour is fled And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed. 6 Lord, give us such a faith as this, And then, whate’er may come, We’ll taste e’en here the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home. Topics: Faith Languages: English

Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

Hymnal: BW1867 #221 (1867) Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise, from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy destined place: Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Cease, my soul, oh cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize; Soon thy Saviour will return, To take thee to the skies: There, is everlasting peace, Rest, enduring rest in heaven; There will sorrow ever cease, And crowns of joy be given. Topics: Hope Languages: English

When I can read my title clear

Hymnal: BW1867 #222 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall! May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all. 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest; And not a wave of trouble roll, Across my peaceful breast. Topics: Hope Languages: English

Why sinks my weak, desponding mind?

Hymnal: BW1867 #223 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Why sinks my weak, desponding mind? Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh? Can sovereign Goodness be unkind? Am I not safe when God is nigh? 2 'Tis He supports this fainting frame, On Him alone my hopes recline; The wondrous glories of His name, How wide they spread! how bright they shine: 3 Infinite wisdom! boundless power! Unchanging faithfulness and love! Here let me trust, while I adore,— And from my refuge ne'er remove. 4 My God, if Thou art mine indeed, Then I have all my heart can crave; A present help in times of need; Still kind to hear, and strong to save. 5 Forgive my doubts, oh gracious Lord! And ease the sorrows of my breast; Speak to my heart the healing word, That Thou art mine—and I am blest. Topics: Hope Languages: English

Blest is the man whose softening heart

Hymnal: BW1867 #224 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain; To whom the supplicating eye Was never raised in vain,-- 2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth, A stranger's woes to feel; And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the power to heal. 3 He spreads his kind, supporting arms To every child of grief: His secret bounty largely flows, And brings unmasked relief. 4 To gentle offices of love His feet are never slow: He views, through mercy's melting eye, A brother in a foe. 5 Peace from the bosom of his God The Saviour's grace shall give; And when he kneels before the throne, His trembling soul shall live. Topics: Charity Languages: English

Happy the heart where graces reign

Hymnal: BW1867 #225 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Happy the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast: Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear: Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, If love be absent there. 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move: The devils know, and tremble too; But devils do not love. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings When faith and hope shall cease; 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss. Topics: Charity Languages: English

Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews

Hymnal: BW1867 #226 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use, If love be absent, I am found, Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach and tell All that is done in heaven and hell; Or could my faith the world remove, Still I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store To feed the bowels of the poor; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name,-- 4 If love to God, and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain; Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal The work of love can e'er fulfil. Topics: Charity Languages: English

Lo, what a pleasing sight

Hymnal: BW1867 #227 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lo, what a pleasing sight Are brethren that agree! How blest are all whose hearts unite In bonds of piety! 2 From those celestial springs Such streams of comfort flow, As no increase of riches brings, Nor honors can bestow. 3 All in their stations move, And each performs his part, In all the cares of life and love, With sympathizing heart. 4 Formed for the purest joys, By one desire possest, One aim the zeal of all employs-- To make each other blest. 5 No bliss can equal theirs, Where such affections meet; While praise devout and mingled prayers Make their communion sweet. 6 'Tis the same pleasure fills The breast in worlds above; Where joy like morning-dew distils, And all the air is love. Topics: Charity Languages: English