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Exhortation to trust in Providence

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #XXV (1802) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Give to the winds thy fears Lyrics: 1 Give to the winds thy fears, Hope and be undismay'd, God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. 2 Thro' waves and clouds and storms, He gently clears thy way; Wait thou his time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 3 Still heavy is thy heart, Still sink thy spirits down; Cast off the weight, let fear depart, And every care be gone. 4 What tho' thou rulest not, Yet heav'n, and earth, and hell, Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. 5 Leave to his sov'reign sway To chuse and to command, So shalt thou wond'ring own his way, How wise, how strong his hand! 6 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work that wrought, That caus'd thy needless fear. 7 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, Our hearts are known to thee; O lift thou up the sinking heart, Confirm the feeble knee. 8 Let us in life, in death, Thy stedfast truth declare, And publish with our latest breath Thy love and guardian care. Topics: Providence Trust in; Providence Trust in Languages: English

Pleading for and with youth

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCIX (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Sin has undone our wretched race Lyrics: 1 Sin has undone our wretched race, But Jesus has restor'd, All who believe and trust his grace And seek and serve the Lord. 2 This we repeat from year to year, And press upon our youth, Lord, give them an attentive ear, And save them by thy truth. 3 Come Lord, and bless the rising race! Make this an happy hour, According to thy richest grace, And thine almighty pow'r. 4 Dear youth, we know your sinful state; (May God your hearts renew!) We would a while ourselves forget; To pour out pray'r for you. 5 We see, though you perceive it not, Th' approaching awful doom; O tremble at the solemn thought, And flee the wrath to come! 6 [Dear Saviour, let this new born year, Spread an alarm abroad; And cry, in ev'ry careless ear, "Prepare to meet thy God!"] Topics: New Year; Youth Pleading for Languages: English

Complaint and hope under great pain

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCL (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, I am pain'd, but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am pain'd, but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are the ways of providence, While they who love thee groan; The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burden'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 [How shall I glorify my God, In bonds of grief confin'd? Damp'd is my vigor, while this clod Hangs heavy on my mind.] 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand With peace upon its wings? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. Topics: Sickness Complaint and hope in Languages: English

Praise for recovery from sickness

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLI (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand Lyrics: 1 Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand In every chastening stroke; And while I smart beneath thy rod, Thy presence I invoke. 2 To thee in my distress I cry'd, And thou hast bow'd thy ear; Thy pow'rful word my life prolong'd, And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, That,with the pious throng, I may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our lab'ring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints Triumphant e'en in death. 5 My God, in thine appointed hour Those heav'nly gates display, Where pain and sin, and fear and death For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd, With raptures bow around, My anthems to deliv'ring grace, In sweeter strains shall sound. Topics: Sickness Praise for recovery from Scripture: Psalm 118:18-19 Languages: English

Longing after unseen pleasures

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLII (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O could our thoughts and wishes fly Lyrics: 1 O could our thoughts and wishes fly Above these gloomy shades, To those bright worlds beyond the sky, Which sorrow ne'er invades! 2 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay. 3 Lord, send a beam of light divine, To guide our upward aim! With one reviving touch of thine, Our languid hearts inflame. 4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, Our ardent wishes rise To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring Immortal in the skies. Topics: Heaven Longed for Scripture: 2 Corinthians 4:18 Languages: English

Death and judgment apponted to all

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLIV (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree Lyrics: 1 Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree, That Adam's race mus die: One gen'ral ruin sweeps them down, And low in dust they lie. 2 Ye living men, the tomb survey, Where you must quickly dwell; Hark how the awful summons sounds In ev'ry fun'ral knell! 3 Once you must die, and once for all; The solemn purport weigh; For know, that heav'n or hell depends On that important day. 4 Those eyes, so long in darkness veil'd, Must wake the Judge to see, And ev'ry word, and ev'ry thought Must pass his scrutiny. 5 O may I in the Judge behold My Saviour and my Friend, And far beyond the reach of death, With all his saints ascend. Topics: Judgment Appointed to all; Death Appointed to all Scripture: Hebrews 9:27 Languages: English

Victory over death thro' Christ

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLIX (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When death appears before my sight Lyrics: 1 When death appears before my sight In all his dire array, Unequal to the dreadful sight, My courage dies away. 2 But see my glorious Leader nigh! My Lord, my Saviour lives: Before him death's pale terrors fly, And my faint heart revives. 3 he left his dazzling throne above, He met the tyrant's dart, And (O amazing pow'r of love!) Receiv'd it in his heart. 4 No more, O grim destroyer, boast Thy universal sway; To heav'n-born souls thy sting is lost, Thy night is turn'd to day. 5 Lord, I commit my soul to thee, Accept the sacred trust, Receive this nobler part of me, And watch my sleeping dust: 6 'Till that illustrious morning come, when all thy saints shall rise, And, cloth'd in full immortal bloom, Attend thee to the skies. Topics: Saints Death of Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:57 Languages: English

The death of A Believer

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLVI (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: In vain my fancy strives to paint Lyrics: 1 In vain my fancy strives to paint The moment after death, The glories that surround a saint, When yielding up his breath. 2 One gentle sigh his fetters breaks, We scarce can say, "he's gone!" Before the willing spirit takes Its mansions near the throne. 3 Faith strives, but all its efforts fail, To trace the spirit's flight; No eye can pierce within the veil Which hides that world of light. 4 Thus much (and this is all) we know, Saints are completely blest; Have done with sin, and care, and woe, And with their Saviour rest. 5 On harps of gold they praise his name, His face they always view; Then let us followers be of them, That we may praise him too. Topics: Saints Death of; Funeral; Saints Death of Languages: English

The death and burial of a saint

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLX (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why do we mourn departing friends? Topics: Saints Death of Languages: English

A prospect of resurrection

Hymnal: HSoH1802 #CCCLXV (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lo! I behold the scatt'ring shades Lyrics: 1 Lo! I behold the scatt'ring shades, The dawn of heav'n appears; The sweet immortal morning spreads It blushes round the spheres. 2 I see the Lord of glory come, And flaming guards around; The skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 3 I hear the voice,"Ye dead arise!" And lo, the graces obey; And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th' expected day. 4 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the midway air, In shining garments meet their king, And low adore him there. 5 O may our humble spirits stand, Among them cloth'd in white! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight. 6 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King Shall bear us homeward through the skies, On love's triumphant wing! Topics: Resurrction Prospect of Languages: English