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Almighty Maker, God!

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 185 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker, God! How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories now diffus'd abroad Thro' the creation's frame. 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, And finds a thousand ways t' express thine undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too, Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the worship due. 4 [But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in, And swells a haughty worm.] 5 Create my soul anew, Else all my worship's vain; This wretched heart will ne'er be true, Until 'tis form'd again. 6 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, And to my God, my soul ascend In sweet perfumes of praise.

And must I be to judgment brought

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 276 hymnals Lyrics: 1 And must I be to judgment brought, And answer in that day For ev'ry vain and idle thought, And ev'ry word I say? 2 Yes, ev'ry secret of my heart Shall shortly be made known, And I receive my just desert, For all that I have done. 3 How careful then ought I to live; With what religious fear; Who such a strict account must give For my behaviour here! 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, The watchful pow'r bestow! So shall I to my ways take heed, To all I speak or do. 5 If now thou "standest at the door," O let me feel thee near! And make my peace with God, before I at the thy bar appear.

Arise, my soul, arise

Meter: Irregular Appears in 885 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears; Before the throne my Saviour stands: My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede; With his redeeming love, His precious blood to plead; His blood was spilt for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Receiv'd on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me: Forgive him, O forgive they cry! Nor let that ransom'd sinner die. 4 The Father hears him pray, His dear annointed one; He cannot turn away The presence of his Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 To God I'm reconcil'd, His pard'ning voice I hear: He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear: With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba Father! cry.

As birds their infant brood protect

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 31 hymnals Lyrics: 1 As birds their infant brood protect And spread their wings to shelter them; Thus saith the Lord to his elect, "So shall I guard Jerusalem." 2 And what then is Jerusalem, This darling object of his care? Where is its worth in God's esteem? Who built it?--who inhabits there? 3 Jehovah founded it in blood, The blood of his incarnate Son; There dwell the saints, once foes to God The sinners whom he calls his own. 4 There, though besieg'd on ev'ry side, Yet much belov'd and guarded well; From age to age they have defied The utmost force of earth and hell. 5 Let earth repent, and hell despair, This city hath a sure defence; Her name is call'd "The Lord is there," And who has power to drive them thence. Scripture: Ezekiel 48:35

Ascend thy throne, almighty King

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 118 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Ascend thy throne, almighty King, And spread thy glories all abroad; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners seek thy face, Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 O let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints, and angels praise thy name, Be thou thro' heaven and earth ador'd. Scripture: Matthew 6:10

Awake my zeal, awake my love

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 19 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Awake my zeal, awake my love, And serve my Saviour here below, In works which all the saints above, Which holy angels cannot do. 2 My faith and hope may see the Lord, Though veils of darkness lie between; Hope shall rest firm upon his word, And faith rejoice in things unseen. 3 Awake my charity, and feed The hungry soul and clothe the poor; In heav'n are found no sons in need, There all these duties are no more. 4 Subdue thy passions, O my soul Maintain the fight, the work pursue, Daily thy rising sins controul, And be thy vict'ries ever new. 5 The land of triumph lies on high, There are no fields of battle there, Lord I would conquer till I die, And finish all the glorious war. 6 Let every flying hour confess I gain thy gospel fresh renown; And when my life and labours cease, May I possess the promis'd crown.

Awake our souls (away our fears)

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 403 hymnals Scripture: Isaiah 40:28-31

Be with me, Lord, where'er I go

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 96 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Be with me, Lord, where'er I go, Teach me what thou would'st have me do; Suggest whate'er I think or say, Direct me in the narrow way. 2 Assist and teach me how to pray; Incline my nature to obey; What thou abhorr'st, that let me flee, And only love what pleases thee.

Behold the Saviour of mankind

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 387 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind Nail'd to the shameful tree. How vast the love that him inclin'd To bleed and die for thee! 2 Hark, how he groans! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles bend. 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid; "Receive my soul!" he cries: See where he bows his sacred head! He bows his head and dies! 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine. O Lamb of God! was ever pain, Was ever love like thine!

Bless, O my soul, the living God

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 301 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God; Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the pow'rs within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise; Why should ungrateful silence hide The blessings which his hands provide? 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done; He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 The vices of the mind he heals, And cures the pains that nature feels-- Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threat'ning graves. 5 Our youth decay'd his pow'r repairs; His mercy crowns our growing years; He fills our store with ev'ry good, And feeds our souls with heav'nly food. 6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, And often gives the suff'rer rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day.