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The Mourners Came At Break Of Day
Author: Sarah F. Adams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15566 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 The mourners came at break of day;
Unto the garden sepulcher;
With darkened hearts to weep and pray,
For Him, the loved one buried there.
What radiant light dispels the gloom?
An angel sits beside the tomb.
2 The earth doth mourn her treasures lost,
All sepulchered beneath the snow;
When wintry winds, and chilling frost,
Have laid her summer glories low:
The spring returns, the flowerets bloom—
An angel sits beside the tomb.
3 Then mourn we not belovèd dead,
E’en while we come to weep and pray;
The happy spirit far hath fled
To brighter realms of endless day:
Immortal hope dispels the gloom!
An angel sits beside the tomb. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
The Mourners Came At Break Of Day
O Thou, With Whom, In Sweet Content
Author: Henry W. Foote I Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14196 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 O Thou, with whom, in sweet content,
The soul that loves Thee shall abide,
Grant that Thy spirit may be sent,
That by its influence purified
And touched and blessed, we may be free,
Father and Friend, to dwell with Thee.
2 Oh, fire our hearts with quenchless love
For men, and for Thy truth divine—
That we may guide to things above,
Where in Thy heav’ns eternal shine
The strong attractions of that home
From which, when found, no soul can roam.
3 And if upon our lonely way,
We faint and cry to Thee for aid,
Then, O our Father, grant, we pray,
That, by us trembling and afraid,
May walk the Leader of our race,
Filling with light and joy the place.
4 Crown us with love, and so with peace,
Transfigure duty to delight;
Our lips inspire, our faith increase,
Brighten with hope our darkest night.
Bring us from earthly bondage free,
To find our heav’n in serving Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
O Thou, With Whom, In Sweet Content
By Willful Sin The Man Who Wrongs
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11691 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 By willful sin the man who wrongs
Himself, his neighbor, or His God,
To Satan, not to Christ belongs;
He knows not that atoning blood,
Nor sees the great Invisible,
But sleeps within the mouth of hell.
2 The man by faith who truly lives,
And strives his faithfulness t’approve,
Employs the talents he receives
In all the toils of humble love,
May cry with confidence divine,
"I am my God’s, and He is mine!"
Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
By Willful Sin The Man Who Wrongs
Great God, Who, Ready To Forgive
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11497 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Great God, who, ready to forgive,
In wrath rememberest mercy still,
By whose preserving love we live,
Though doomed the second death to feel;
We magnify Thy patient grace,
And tremble, while we sing Thy praise.
2 Had not Thy mercy interposed,
When sleeping in our sins we lay,
The staggering earth had yawned, and closed
Its mouth on its devoted prey,
We now had with our city fell,
And quick descended into hell.
3 But O! The Savior of mankind
Hath gained for us a longer space,
Jesus His Father’s heart inclined
To spare a vile rebellious race,
To snatch from Corah’s fearful doom,
And save us from the wrath to come.
4 Then let us to our Savior turn,
Answer His mercy’s whole design,
With godly fear rejoice, and mourn,
And praises with confessions join,
Till all these lowering clouds remove,
And God appears: The God of love. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
Great God, Who, Ready To Forgive
Thou Awful God, Whose Righteous Ire
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11481 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Thou awful God, whose righteous ire
In Sion as a furnace burns;
Fit fuel of eternal fire,
A face that all Thy mercy scorns;
Behold us where in death we lie,
Nor let our souls for ever die.
2 All we like sheep have gone astray,
Have turned to our own wickedness,
Rushed headlong down the spacious way;
But O! how few their sins confess,
Their foul apostasy bemoan,
Or tremble as the wrath comes down.
3 Yet hast Thou left Thyself a seed,
A remnant of peculiar grace,
A little flock who mourn and plead,
And wrestle for the faithless race,
That will not hear Thy threatening rod,
Or turn, and find a pardoning God.
4 Touched from above with fear divine,
We would the weeping few increase,
Our broken hearts and voices join,
And wail our nation’s wickedness,
In deepest groans our crimes declare,
In all the agony of prayer.
5 Alas for us, to evil sold,
A seed of lips and hearts unclean,
In vice beyond example bold,
Sunk in the dregs of time and sin,
Laden with all iniquity,
As Satan contrary to Thee!
6 Yet for the righteous remnant’s sake
Our death-devoted Sodom spare,
And call the storms of vengeance back—
Or if Thou canst no more forbear,
Thyself resume our wretched breath,
But save us from eternal death. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
Thou Awful God, Whose Righteous Ire
Lord, Shall Thy Children Come To Thee?
Author: Samuel Hinds; Henry J. Buckoll Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11133 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Lord, shall Thy children come to Thee?
A boon of love divine we seek;
Brought to Thine arms in infancy,
Ere heart could feel, or tongue could speak,
Thy children pray for grace, that they
May come themselves to Thee today.
2 Lord, shall we come? and come again,
Oft as we see Thy table spread,
And tokens of Thy dying pain,
The wine poured out, the broken bread?
Bless, bless, O Lord, Thy children’s prayer,
That they may come and find Thee there.
3 Lord, shall we come? not thus alone
At holy time, or solemn rite;
But every hour till life be flown,
Through weal or woe, in gloom or light,
Come to Thy throne of grace, that we
In faith, hope, love, confirmed may be?
4 Lord, shall we come? come yet again?
Thy children ask one blessing more:
To come, not now alone; but then
When life, and death, and time are o’er;
Then, then to come, O Lord, and be
Confirmed in Heaven, confirmed by Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
Lord, Shall Thy Children Come To Thee?
O Jesus, Son of God, In Thee
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10653 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, Son of God, in Thee
I trust for that last victory,
And kept by my eternal friend,
I keep Thy works, ’till life shall end,
Obedient unto death endure,
And find Thy richest promise sure.
2 So when Thou shalt on earth appear,
To fix Thy heavenly kingdom here,
I shall with my Redeemer join,
Partake the victory divine,
And clothed with Thy resistless power
The Conqueror of the world adore.
3 With Thee in full paternal might,
Vested, I shall go forth to fight,
Shall see the nations broke, subdued,
And scattered by Thine iron rod,
Swift as the shivered vessel flies
And share the triumph of the skies.
Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
O Jesus, Son of God, In Thee
Enthroned Amid the Seraphim
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9942 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Enthroned amid the seraphim,
Where countless roll the wheels of time,
Celestial light, almighty power!
Burst forth in this afflictive hour!
Effulgent, shine upon our race!
Thy ancient mercies, Lord, retrace!
2 From superstition’s dark domain,
From persecution’s cruel reign,
When erst a tender vine was brought,
With joys exuberantly fraught;
In regions wrapped in destiny,
It rose and bloomed, a lovely tree!
3 Its shade the mountains overspread;
Its root, by bubbling fountains fed,
Nor drought, nor desert, could arrest;
Its branches filled the farthest west:
Beside a thousand flowery banks,
Its clusters swelled in glowing ranks.
4 Now torn and prostrate its defense,
Despoiled of its magnificence,
The savage hunter treads it down;
It fades beneath a tyrant’s frown;
The sword destroys, the fire devours,
The Deity in darkness lours!
5 Ah! why deserted of our God?
His vineyard, why a field of blood?
Return, O God of hosts, return!
Thy ravaged, slaughtered church discern!
Behold, and victory impart!
Thine, ever Thine, shall be our heart! Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
Enthroned Amid the Seraphim
Him Dead And Buried We Confess
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9853 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Him dead and buried we confess,
The storm our sins had raised t’appease,
Three days and nights for us confined;
But lo, emerging from the grave,
He comes, a ransomed world to save,
He preaches life to all mankind!
2 O that we all His words might hear,
A greater far than Jonah fear,
And live and die, at His command!
Then shall the grave its prey restore,
Raised by His resurrection’s power,
And cast us on the heavenly land. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
Him Dead And Buried We Confess
O Master Of The Waking World
Author: Frank M. North Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8358 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 O Master of the waking world,
Who hast the nations in Thy heart,
The heart that bled and broke to send
God’s love to earth’s remotest part:
Show us anew in Calvary
The wondrous power that makes us free.
2 On every side the walls are down,
The gates swing wide to every land,
The restless tribes and races feel
The pressure of Thy piercèd hand;
Thy way is in the sea and air,
Thy world is open everywhere.
3 We hear the throb of surging life,
The clank of chains, the curse of greed,
The moan of pain, the futile cries
Of superstition’s cruel creed;
The peoples hunger for Thee, Lord,
The isles are waiting for Thy Word.
4 Thy witness in the souls of men,
Thy Spirit’s ceaseless, brooding power,
In lands where shadows hide the light,
Await a new creative hour:
O mighty God, set us aflame
To show the glory of Thy name. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA
O Master Of The Waking World
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