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The Sinner's Self-Reflection

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #III (1774) First Line: Ah Lord! ah Lord! what have I done! Lyrics: 1 Ah Lord! ah Lord! what have I done! What will become of me? What shall I say, what shall I do? Or whither shall I flee? 2 By wand'ring I have lost my self, And here I make my moan: O whither, whither have I stray'd! Ah, Lord! what have I done? 3 Thy Candle searches all my Rooms, And now I plainly see; The num'rous Sins of Earth and Hell Are summed up in me. 4 The Seeds of all the Ills that grow, Are in my Garden sown, And Multitudes of them are sprung; Ah, Lord! what have I done! 5 I have been Satan's willing Slave, And his most easy prey; He was not readier to command Than I was to obey: 6 Or, if at Times he left my Soul, Yet still his Work went on: I was a Tempter to my self; Ah, Lord! what have I done! 7 I puft at all the Threats of Heaven, And slighted all its Charms: Nor Satan's Fetters would I leave For Christ's inviting Arms. 8 I had a Soul but priz'd it not; And now my Soul is gone; My forced Cries do pierce the Skies; Ah, Lord! what have I done! Languages: English

Here I will dwell

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #XLVIII (1774) First Line: Ah me, I'm never well but when Lyrics: 1 Ah me, I'm never well but when I on my best Beloved lean, Then I am never ill; Crosses and Trials all are slight, And Pain is sweet, and Troubles light, Come whatsoever will. 2 Here I could wish my greatest Foe, Might rest like me, and happy know The Riches of the Lamb; The Streets then would be full of Praise, Of Jesu's Blood, his gracious Ways, His Mercy and his Name. 3 If Jesus will permit me, I Will leaning on him live and die, And great the Blessing count; My Life dear Lord, I'd live to Thee, My Death should also glorious be, Like Moses in the Mount. 4 By sweet Experience I'd proclaim Unto the Followers of the Lamb, Hear me, my Friends, I say: For I am happy, I am well, Belov'd of God unchangable! And with him Night and Day. Languages: English

Godly Sorrow

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #XXI (1774) First Line: Alas! and did my Saviour bleed! Lyrics: 1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed! And did my Sov'reign die? Would he devote that sacred head, For such a Worm as I? 2 Thy Body slain, sweet Jesus thine, And bath'd in its own Blood, While all expos'd to Wrath divine, The glorious suff'rer stood! 3 Was it for Crimes that I had done He groan'd upon the Tree? Amazing Pity! Grace unknown! And Love beyond Degree! 4 Well might the Sun in Darkness hide And shut his Glories in, When God, the mighty Maker dy'd For Man the Creatures Sin. 5 Thus might I hide my blushing Face, While his dear Cross appears, Dissolve my Heart in Thankfulness, And melt my Eyes to Tears. 6 But Drops of Grief can ne'er repay The Debt of Love we owe; Here Lord I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. Languages: English

The Sinner's Fears

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #II (1774) First Line: Alas! For I have seen the LORD Lyrics: 1 Alas! For I have seen the LORD, With a drawn Sword he stood; Now might he sheathe it in my Flesh, And bathe it in my Blood. 2 I've dar'd him with my mighty Sins, As if he was to slow; But now he comes both arm'd and girt, As an enraged Foe. 3 What shall a guilty Sinner do, When Justice does appear? O wither shall I flee from him, Whose Place is ev'ry where? 4 As I can neither stand nor fly, So neither can I bear The mighty Hand which grinds the Rocks, And doth Foundations tare. 5 My pale, my poor, my trembling Soul Does start at ev'ry Thing; It hourly fears huge Hosts of Wrath From this incensed King. 6 Should he but his Commission grant, All Creatures would engage Against me as their Foe profess'd, With an united Rage. 7 My Fears are just; I deserve Hell, And 'tis my proper hire; But who can dwell; O! who can dwell With everlasting Fire? Languages: English

Meat and drink indeed

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #XCIX (1774) First Line: Arise, my Soul, with Wonder see Lyrics: 1 Arise, my Soul, with Wonder see, What Love divine for thee hath done; Behold thy Sorrow, Sin, and Grief, Are laid on God's eternal Son. 2 See! from his Head, his Hands, his Feet, Sorrow and Grief flow mingling down; Did e'er such Love, such Sorrow meet, Or Thorns compose so bright a Crown. 3 Were the whole Realm of Nature mine, That were a {resent far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my Soul, my Life, my All. Languages: English

Awake sad Heart, whom Sorrows drown

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #XXV (1774) Lyrics: 1 Awake sad Heart, whom Sorrows drown, Lift up thine Eyes, and cease to mourn, Unfold thy Forehead's settled Frown; Thy Saviour, and thy Joys return. 2 Awake sad drooping Heart, awake, No more lament, and pine, and cry; His Death thou ever dost partake, Partake at last his Victory. 3 Arise; if thou do'st not withstand, Christ's Resurrection thine may be; O break not from the gracious hand, Which as it rises, raises thee. 4 Chear'd by thy Saviour's Sorrows rise; He griev'd, that thou may'st cease to grieve; Cry with his burial Cloaths thine Eyes; He dy'd Himself that thou may'st live. Languages: English

Behold he cometh with Clouds

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #LXXII (1774) First Line: Behold Jesus Christ in the clouds Lyrics: 1 Behold Jesus Christ in the clouds, With all his Hosts from high abides; The Trumpet sounds, To Judgment come!] He comes, he comes, he comes,he comes, He comes to bring his chosen home. 2 Come, come thou Dust from ev'ry Wind, No lingering Atom stay behind; Earth, Sea, and Air, give up your Charge I come my Prisoners to discharge; I come, I come, I come, I come, I come my Prisoners to discharge. 3 Enlarge the Circles round my Throne, Make Room for ev'ry Darling one; Come forward, bold at my command, My Friends on my Right-Hand shall stand; My Friends, my Friends, my Friends, my Friends, My Friends on my Right-Hand shall stand. 4 Ye blessed of my Father come, Come to my Father's Kingdom home, Before the Universe was rear'd, For you the Kingdom was prepar'd; For you, for you, for you, for you, For you the Kingdom was prepar'd. 5 But who are these upon my left, Of ev'ry joy and Hope bereft? Accurs'd into the fiery Waves, Be gone from me, ye cursed Race; Begone, begone, begone, begone, Begone from me, ye cursed Race. Languages: English

A Carol, Redemption the Wonder of Angels

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #L (1774) First Line: Behold that Splendor, hear the Shout Lyrics: 1 Behold that Splendor, hear the Shout, Heav'n opens, Angels issue out, And throng the nether Sky: What solemn Tidings to thy bring? Rapt at the Approach of Israel's King, Speak the Monarch nigh. 2 Why does the King approach our Land, Comes he with Thunder in his Hand? The Merit of our Crimes, Shepherds be glad, he comes with Peace, Not Wrath, but universal Grace, To bless ev'n distant Climes. 3 See Heav'n's great Heir, a Woman's Son! Behold a Manger is his Throne! Nay see him born to die! Yours is the Guilt, but his the Pain, His are the sorrows, yours the Gain, Then let his Praise be high. 4 Come mighty King, the Gates enhance, A stable was thy Palace once, Dwell in these Hearts of ours, Teach us to praise the Father's Love, Till blest, transported, fir'd above, We sing with nobler Powers. Languages: English

The repenting Prodigal

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #XX (1774) First Line: Behold the Wretch whose Lust and Wine Lyrics: 1 Behold the Wretch whose Lust and Wine, Had wasted his Estate, He begs a Share among the Swine, To taste the Husks they eat! 2 I die with Hunger here, he cries, I starve in foreign Lands; My Father's House has large Supplies And bounteous are his Hands. 3 I'll go, and with a mournful Tongue Fall down before his Face; Father I've done thy Justice wrong, Nor can deserve thy Grace. 4 He said, and hasten'd to his Home, To seek his Father's Love; The Father saw the Rebel come, And all his Bowels move. 5 He ran and fell upon his Neck, Embrac'd and kiss'd his Son; The Rebel's Heart with Sorrow break, For Follies he had done. 6 Take off his Cloaths of Shame and Sin, (The Father gives Command) Dress him in Garments white and clean, With Rings adorn his Hand. 7 A Day of Feasting I ordain, Let Mirth and Joy abound; My Son was dead and lives again, Was lost and now is found. Languages: English

Glad Tidings

Hymnal: CCHS1774 #LXVII (1774) First Line: Blow ye the Trumpet, blow 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 The Gospel Trumpet hear: The News of Heavenly Grace, Ye happy Souls draw near, Behold our Saviour's Face: The Year of Jubilee is come, Return to your eternal Home. 2 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. Languages: English