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And am I only born to die?

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XI (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 And am I only born to die? And must I suddenly comply With nature’s stern decree? What after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity! 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the house of clay; My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Against the fatal day! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone; If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before T' inexorable throne! 4 No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment’s misery, or joy; But Oh! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destin'd place, Shall I my everlasting days With fiends or angels spend? 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, But how I may escape the death That never, never dies! How make mine own election sure, And when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. 6 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be thou my guide, be thou my way To glorious happiness! Ah! write the pardon on my heart, And whensoe’er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace. Languages: English

Thou Judge of quick and dead

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XII (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear; Our caution'd souls prepare For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray. 2 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When robed in majesty and pow'r, Thou shalt from heav'n come down; Th' immortal Son of Man, To judge the human race, With all thy Father's dazzling train, With all thy glorious grace. 3 To damp our earthly joys, T' increase our gracious fears, For ever let th' archangel's voice Be sounding in our ears; The solemn midnight cry, "Ye dead, the Judge is come, "Arise, and meet him in the sky, "And meet your instant doom! 4 O may we all be found Obedient to his word, Attentive to the trumpet’s sound, And looking for our Lord! O may we thus ensure A lot among the blest, And watch a moment, to secure An everlasting rest! Languages: English

He comes! he comes! the Judge severe

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XIII (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 He comes! he comes! the Judge severe, The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunders roll, How welcome to the faithful soul! 2 From heav'n angelic voices sound, See the almighty Jesus crown'd! Girt with omnipotence and grace, And glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own; The kingdoms all obey his word, And hail him their triumphant Lord. 4 Shout all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High; Our Lord, who now his right obtains, For ever and for ever reigns. Languages: English

Lo! he comes with clouds descending

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XIV (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Lo! he comes with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain! Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah! God appears with man to reign. 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierc'd, and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear token of his passion, Sitll his dazzing body bears; Cause of endless exultation To his random'd worshippers: With what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars. 4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne! Saviour, take the pow'r and glory: Claim the kingdom for thine own; Jah! Jehovah! Everlasting God come down. Languages: English

Blow ye the trumpet, blow

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XV (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound, Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made; Ye weary spirits rest, Ye mournful souls be glad: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God. The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption in his blood, Throughout the world proclaim, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye, who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesu's love, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 The gospel-trumpet hear, The news of heav'nly grace, And sav'd from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. Languages: English

Terrible thought! shall I alone

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XVI (1788) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Terrible thought! shall I alone, Who may be sav'd, shall I, Of all, alas! whom I have known Through sin for ever die? 2 While all my old companions dear, With whom I once did live, Joyful at God’s right hand appear A blessing to receive. 3 Shall I amidst a ghastly band, Dragg'd to the judgment-seat, Far on the left with horror stand, My fearful doom to meet? 4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love, Must I in torments dwell? And howl (while they sing hymns above,) And blow the flames of hell. 5 Ah! no; I still may turn and live; For still his wrath delays; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace. 6 I will accept his offers now, From ev'ry sin depart, Perform my oft repeated vow, And render him my heart. 7 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus given; Sure if with God on earth I live, To live with God in heav'n. Languages: English

O for a thousand tongues to sing

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #I (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 O for a thousand tongues to sing, My great Redeemer's praise! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad, The honours of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease: 'Tis music in the sinner's ears; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the Power of cancell'd sin, He sets the pris'ners free; His blood can make the foulest clean: His Blood avail'd for me. 5 Look unto him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race; Look and be sav'd through faith alone, Be justify'd by grace! 6 See all your sins on Jesus laid; The Lamb of God was slain, His soul was once an off'ring made For every soul of man. 7 With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiv'n; Anticipate your heav'n below, And own that love is heav'n. Languages: English

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #II (1790) Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and pow'r; He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream, All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel you need of him; This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden'd, Bruis'd and mangled by the fall, If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all: Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 5 Agonizing in the garden, Lo! your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold him! Hear him cry before he dies, "It is finish'd!" Sinners will not this suffice? 6 Lo! the incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood; Venture on him, venture freely, Let no other trust intrude; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 7 Saints and angels join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven, Sweetly echo with his name; Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the same. Languages: English

Come, sinners to the gospel-feast

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #III (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Awakening and Inviting Lyrics: 1 Come sinners, to the gospel-feast, Let every soul be Jesu's guest; Ye need not one be left behind; For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on your I call; The invitation is to all: Come all the world, come, sinner, thou! All things in Christ are ready now. 3 Come, all ye souls by sin opprest, Ye restless wand'rers after rest; Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 My message as from God, receive; Ye all may come to Christ, and live; O let his love your hearts constrain, Nor suffer him to die in vain! 5 His love is mighty to compel: His conq'ring love consent to feel; Yield to his love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more. 6 See him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding sacrifice! His offer'd benefits embrace, And freely now be sav'd by grace! 7 This is the time; no more delay! This is the acceptable day: Come in, this moment, at his call, And live to him who dy'd for all! Languages: English

Why will ye die, O house of Israel!

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #IV (1790) Topics: Awakening and Inviting First Line: Sinners, turn, why will ye die? Lyrics: 1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why? God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live; He the fatal cause demands, Asks the works of his own hands; Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross his love and die? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you why? God, who did our souls retrive, Dy'd himself, that you might live, Will you let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again? Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why Will ye slight his grace, and die? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God the Spirit asks you why? He, who all your lives hath strove, Woo'd you to embrace his love; Will you not the grace receive? Will you still refuse to live? Why, ye long-sought sinners, why Will you grieve your God, and die? 4 Dead, already dead within, Spiritually dead in sin, Dead to God, while here you breathe, Pant ye after second death? Will you still in sin remain, Greedy of eternal pain? O ye dying sinners, why, Why will you for ever die? Scripture: Ezekiel 18:31 Languages: English