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See How The Fruitless Fig Tree Stands

Author: Joseph Harbottle Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8965 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 See how the fruitless fig tree stands Beneath the owner’s frown; The axe is lifted in his hands, To cut the cumberer down. 2 "Year after year I come," he cries, "And still no fruit is shown; I see but empty leaves arise; Then cut the cumberer down." 3 "The axe of death at one sharp stroke, Shall make my justice known; Each bough shall tremble at the shock Which cuts the cumberer down." 4 Sinner, beware—the axe of death Is raised, and aimed at thee; Awhile thy Maker spares thy breath; Beware, O barren tree! Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

The Time Draws Nigh, My soul

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9454 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: The time draws near, my soul, when thou Lyrics: 1 The time draws near, my soul, when thou Thy last account must give: When thy whole life shall be surveyed By Him who bid thee live. 2 How many talents, O my God, Hast thou bestowed on me? But yet how little can be found, That I have done for Thee? 3 My health, my time, my worldly store, And Thy more precious Word Thy talents are; for these must I Account to Thee my Lord. 4 Much of my time, alas! I’ve lost, And much have I misspent; How careless of my grand concerns, On trifles how intent? 5 How little good have I received? How little have I done? How oft my feet have trod the paths I know I ought to shun? 6 Pity my weakness, gracious God, My sins thro’ Christ forgive; Teach me henceforth not to myself But unto Thee to live. 7 O may the slothful servant’s doom My holy care excite: Each talent may I well improve, And in Thy work delight. 8 Then like a faithful steward I Shall stand before Thy seat; Let me but hear, "Well done," at last, My bliss will be complete. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Lord, When My Raptured Thought Surveys

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9534 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lord, when my raptured thought surveys Creation’s beauties o’er, All nature joins to teach Thy praise, And bid my soul adore. 2 Whene’er I turn my gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 The living tribe of countless forms, In earth and sea and air; The meanest flies, the smallest worms, Almighty power declare. 4 All rose to life at Thy command, And wait their daily food From Thy paternal, bounteous hand, Exhaustless spring of good! 5 The meads, arrayed in smiling green, With wholesome herbage crowned; The fields with corn, a richer scene, Spread Thy full bounties round, 6 The fruitful tree, the blooming flower, In varied charms appear; Their varied charms display Thy power, Thy goodness all declare. 7 The sun’s productive quickening beams The growing verdure spread; Refreshing rains and cooling streams His gentle influence aid. 8 The moon and stars his absent light Supply with borrowed rays, And deck the sable veil of night, And speak their Maker’s praise. 9 Thy wisdom, power and goodness, Lord, In all Thy works appear; And O let man Thy praise record; Man, Thy distinguished care. 10 From Thee the breath of life he drew; That breath Thy power maintains; Thy tender mercy ever new, His brittle frame sustains. 11 Yet nobler favors claim his praise, Of reason’s light possessed; By revelation’s brighter rays Still more divinely blest. 12 Thy providence, his constant guard When threatening woes impend, Or will th’ impending dangers ward, Or timely succors lend. 13 On me that providence has shone With gentle smiling rays; O let my lips and life make known Thy goodness, and Thy praise. 14 All bounteous Lord, Thy grace impart; O teach me to improve Thy gifts with ever grateful heart, And crown them with Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

"There Is No God," So Saith The Fool

Author: Benjamin H. Kennedy Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9583 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 "There is no God," so saith the fool In his vain heart alone. Ah, reckless seed and spurning rule! None doeth good, not one. 2 The Lord looked down from Heaven, and saw How man on earth abode; And none were there who loved His law, None sought the living God. 3 With thoughts corrupt, and conscience seared, In hateful ways they ran; In all the world no good appeared, Nor any righteous man. 4 "How blinded are their hearts," He said, "Who live in sin and shame! My people they devour as bread; They call not on My name." 5 In vain ye strive, O race abhorred, In vain ye fret and rage; For God is with His saints, the Lord Amidst His heritage. 6 O when will our redemption spring From Zion’s holy height? O when to Salem will her king Return with healing light? 7 When God shall hear His people’s voice, And break their galling chain, The face of Jacob will rejoice, And Israel smile again. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Laugh, Ye Profane

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9802 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Laugh, ye profane, and swell and burst Lyrics: 1 Laugh, ye profane, and swell and burst, With bold impiety: Yet shall ye live for ever cursed, And seek in vain to die. 2 The gasp of your expiring breath Consigns your souls to chains, By the last agonies of death Sent down to fiercer pains. 3 Ye stand upon a dreadful steep, And all beneath is hell; Your weighty guilt will sink you deep Where the old serpent fell. 4 When iron slumbers bind your flesh, With strange surprise you’ll find Immortal vigor spring afresh, And tortures wake the mind! 5 Then you’ll confess the frightful names Of plagues you scorned before, No more shall look like idle dreams, Like foolish tales no more. 6 Then shall ye curse that fatal day, With flames upon your tongue, When you exchanged your souls away For vanity and songs. 7 Behold, the saints rejoice to die, For Heav’n shines round their heads; And angel guards prepared to fly, Attend their fainting beds. 8 Their longing spirits part, and rise To their celestial seat; Above these ruinable skies They make their last retreat. 0 Hence, ye profane, I hate your ways, I walk with pious souls; There’s a wide difference in our race, And distant are our goals. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Come, Ye Redeemed of the Lord

Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10011 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Come, ye redeemèd of the Lord, Your grateful tribute bring; And celebrate with one accord, The birthday of our king. 2 Let us with humble hearts repair— Faith will point out the road— To little Bethlehem; and there Adore our infant God. 3 In swaddling bands the Savior view! Let none this weakness scorn; The feeblest heart shall hell subdue, Where Jesus Christ is born. 4 No pomp adorns, no sweets perfume, The place where Christ is laid; The stable serves Him for His room; A manger is His bed. 5 The crowded inn, like sinners’ hearts— O ignorance extreme! For other guests of various sorts Had room; but none for Him. 6 But see what different thoughts arise In ours and angels’ breasts: To hail His birth they left the skies; We lodged Him with the beasts. 7 Yet let believers cease their fears, Nor envy heav’nly powers; If sinless innocence be theirs, Redemption all is ours. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Children, To Your Creator God

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10162 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Children, to your creator, God Lyrics: 1 Children, to your creator, God, Your early honors pay, While vanity and youthful blood Would tempt your thoughts astray. 2 The memory of His mighty name, Demands your first regard; Nor dare indulge a meaner flame, ’Till you have loved the Lord. 3 Be wise, and make His favor sure, Before the mournful days, When youth and mirth are known no more, And life and strength decays. 4 No more the blessings of a feast Shall relish on the tongue. The heavy ear forgets the taste And pleasure of a song. 5 Old age with all her dismal train, Invades your golden years With sighs and groans, and raging pain, And death that never spares. 6 What will you do when light departs, And leaves your withering eyes, Without one beam to cheer your hearts, From the superior skies? 7 How will you meet God’s frowning brow, Or stand before His seat, While nature’s old supporters bow, Nor bear their tottering weight? 8 Can you expect your feeble arms Shall make a strong defense, When death with terrible alarms, Summons the prisoner hence? 9 The silver bands of nature burst; And let the building fall; The flesh goes down to mix with dust, Its vile original. 10 Laden with guilt, (a heavy load) Uncleansed and unforgiv’n, The soul returns t’an angry God, To be shut out from Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Behold Christ Rising From The Grave

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10405 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Behold Christ rising from the grave, Behold Him raised on high: He pleads His merits there to save Transgressors doomed to die. 2 There, on a glorious throne, He reigns, And by His power divine, Redeems us from the slavish chains Of Satan and of sin. 3 Thence shall the Lord to judgment come, And with a sovereign voice, Shall call, and break up every tomb, While waking saints rejoice. 4 O may I then with joy appear Before the Judge’s face! And with the blest assembly there, Sing His redeeming grace. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

God Is Gone Up With Joyful Sound

Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10906 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 God is gone up with joyful sound Of saints that sing on high; His own right hand and holy arm Have brought the victory nigh! 2 Now empty are the courts of Death And crushed thy sting, Despair; And roses bloom in desert tomb For Jesus hath been there! 3 And He hath tamed the strength of Hell, And dragged him through the sky, Captive behind His chariot wheel, That man no more may die. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

But One Loaf

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11909 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: When the disciples crossed the lake Lyrics: 1 When the disciples crossed the lake With but one loaf on board; How strangely did their hearts mistake The caution of their Lord. 2 "The leaven of the Pharisees Beware", the Savior said; They thought, it is because He sees We have forgotten bread. 3 It seems they have forgotten, too, What their own eyes had viewed; How with what scarce sufficed for few, He fed a multitude. 4 If five small loaves, by His command, Could many thousands serve; Might they not trust His gracious hand, That they should never starve? 5 They oft His power and love had known, And doubtless were to blame; But we have reason good to own That we are just the same. 6 How often has He brought relief, And every want supplied! Yet soon, again, our unbelief, Says, "Can the Lord provide?" 7 Be thankful for one loaf today, Though that be all your store; Tomorrow, if you trust and pray, Shall timely bring you more. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN