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Backsliders Soliloquy

Author: Newton Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CXII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Newton First Line: Sweet was the time when first I felt Lyrics: 1 Sweet was the time when first I felt The Saviour's pardoning blood Apply'd, to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd His praises tun'd my tongue; And when the evening shades prevail'd, His love was all my song. 3 In vain the tempter spread his wiles, The world no more could charm; I liv'd upon my Saviour's smiles, And lean'd upon his arm. 4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine; And when I read his holy word, I call'd each promise mine. 5 Then to his saints I often spoke, Of what his love had done; But now my heart is almost broke For all my joys are gone. 6 Now when the evening shade prevails, My soul in darkness mourns; And when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 7 My prayers are now a chattering noise, For Jesus hides his face; I read, the promise meets my eyes, But will not reach my case. 8 Now satan threatens to prevail, And make my soul his prey; Yet, Lord, thy mercies cannot fail, O come without delay. Topics: The Christian Life Scripture: Job 29:2 Languages: English
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Lovest thou me?

Author: Newton Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CVII (1793) Person Name: Newton First Line: 'Tis a point I long to know Lyrics: 1 'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought; Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I his, or am I not? 2 If I love, why am I thus? Why this dull and lifeless frame; Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard thy name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove; Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love? 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild; Fill'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child? 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do; You who love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you? 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve at what I feel, If I did not love at all? 7 Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the way I once abhor'd; Find, at times, the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case! Thou, who art the people's sun; Since upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I'll pray; If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day. Topics: The Christian Life Scripture: John 21:16 Languages: English
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Praise to the Redeemer

Author: Robinson Hymnal: CoEH1793 #IX (1793) Person Name: Robinson First Line: Mighty Lord, while angels bless thee Lyrics: 1 Mighty God, while angels bless thee, May an infant lisp thy name? Lord of men as well as angels, Thou art every creature’s theme. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 2 Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days; Sounded through the wide creation Be thy just and lawful praise. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 3 For the grandeur of thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph’s thought, For created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 4 For thy providence that governs Thro' thine empire's wide domain; Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, Blessed be thy gentle reign. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, Dark thro' brightness all along; Thought is poor, and poor expression, Who dare sing that awful song? Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 6 Brightness of the father’s glory, Shall thy praise unutter'd lie? Fly my tongue such guilty silence! Sing the Lord who came to die. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 7 Did Arch-angels sing thy coming? Did the shepherds learn their lays? Shame would cover me ungrateful, Should my tongue refuse to praise. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 8 From the highest throne in glory, To the cross of deepest woe; All to ransom guilty captives, Flow my praise, for ever flow. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 9 Go return immortal Saviour, Leave thy footstool, take thy throne; Thence return, and reign for ever, Be the kingdom all thine own. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. Topics: Son Languages: English
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Watchfulness and Prayer

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XCVIII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Steele First Line: Alas what hourly dangers rise Lyrics: 1 Alas, what hourly dangers rise! What snares beset my way! To Heaven O let me lift my eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears; My weak resistance, ah, how vain! How strong my foes and fears. 3 O gracious God! in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid, Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Tho' trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside, My God, thy powerful aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 6 O keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. Topics: The Christian Life Scripture: Matthew 26:41 Languages: English
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The shortness of Time

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CLXXXVIII (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Steele First Line: Almighty Maker of my frame Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days, Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span, A little point my life appears; How frail at best is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears. 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show? Vain are the cares which rack his mind! He heaps up treasures mix'd with woe; And dies, and leaves them all behind. 4 O be a nobler portion mine; My God, I bow before thy throne, Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hope on thee alone. Topics: Time and Eternity Languages: English
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Father

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #VI (1793) Person Name: Steele First Line: And can my heart aspire so high Lyrics: 1 And can my heart aspire so high, To say, "my father, God!" Lord, at thy feet I fain would lie, And learn to kiss the rod. 2 I would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise; Let every anxious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. 3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, And bid me wait serene, Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. 4 "My father"—O permit my heart To plead her humble claim, And ask the bliss those words impart, In my Redeemer's name. Topics: Father Scripture: Hebrews 12:7 Languages: English
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Christ our Example

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XVI (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Steele First Line: And is the gospel peace and love Lyrics: 1 And is the gospel, peace and love? Such let our conversation be: The serpent blended with the dove, Wisdom and meek simplicity. 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, To Jesus let us lift our eyes, Bright pattern of the Christian life! 3 O how benevolent and kind! How mild! how ready to forgive! Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. 4 To do his heavenly Father's will, Was his employment and delight; Humility and holy zeal Shone thro' his life, divinely bright! 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labours of his life were love; O, if we love the Savior's name, Let his divine example move. 6 Thy fair example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be; Make us by thy transforming grace, Dear Saviour, daily more like thee. Topics: Son Scripture: John 13:15 Languages: English
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The Joys of Heaven

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CC (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Steele First Line: Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart Lyrics: 1 Come Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue; And let the joys of Heaven impart Their influence to our song. 2 Sorrow, and pain, and every care, And discord there shall cease; And perfect joy, and love sincere Adorn the realms of peace. 3 The soul, from sin for ever free, Shall mourn its power no more; But, cloath'd in spotless purity, Redeeming love adore. 4 There on a throne, (how dazzling bright!) Th' exalted Saviour shines; And beams ineffable delight On all the heavenly minds. 5 There shall the followers of the lamb Join in immortal songs; And endless honours to his name Employ their tuneful tongues. 6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, Our feeble notes inspire; Till, in thy blissful courts above, We join th' angelic choir. Topics: Time and Eternity Languages: English
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King of Saints

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #XXXVI (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Steele First Line: Come, ye that love the Savioor's name Lyrics: 1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known: The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 Behold your King, your Saviour crown'd With glories all divine: And tell the wondering nations round, How bright those glories shine. 3 Infinite power, and boundless grace, In him unite their rays; You that have e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise? 4 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King; We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. 5 And shall we long to wish in vain? Lord teach our songs to rise! Thy love can animate the strain, And bid it reach the skies. 6 O happy period! glorious day! When Heaven and earth shall raise, With all their powers, the raptur'd lay, To celebrate thy praise. Topics: Son Languages: English
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GOD a Refuge in Time of Trouble

Author: Steele Hymnal: CoEH1793 #CXLIII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Steele First Line: Dear refuge of my weary soul Lyrics: 1 Dear refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But O! when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust; And still my soul would cleave to thee, Tho' prostrate in the dust. 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 6 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; O may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there. 7 Thy mercy-seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: Affliction Languages: English

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