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The Spring, Great God, At Thy Command

Author: Thomas Gibbons Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 19 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 The spring, great God, at Thy command, Leads forth the smiling year; Gay verdure, foliage, blooms and flowers, T’adorn her reign, appear. 2 But soon canst Thou in righteous wrath Blast all the promised joy, The elements await Thy nod To bless, or to destroy. 3 The sun, Thy minister of love, That from the naked ground Calls forth the hidden seeds to birth, And spreads their beauties round; 4 But now, at God’s dread order sends Destructive darts and fires; Hills, plains, and vales are parched with drought, And blooming life expires. 5 Like burnished brass, the heav’n around In angry terror burns; Our earth becomes a joyless waste, And into iron turns. 6 O pity, Lord, in our distress, Nor with our land contend; Bid the avenging skies relent, And showers of mercy send. Used With Tune: BANGOR Text Sources: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors by John Rippon

Awake, My Drowsy Soul

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 27 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Awake, my drowsy soul, awake Lyrics: 1 Awake, my drowsy soul, awake And view the threatening scene: The foes in legion camp around, And treachery lurks within. 2 ’Tis not this mortal life alone These enemies assail; All thine eternal hopes are lost, If their attempts prevail. 3 Now to the work of God awake; Behold thy Maker near; The various, arduous task pursue With vigor and with fear. 4 The awful register goes on, Th’account will surely come, And opening day, or closing night May bear me to my doom. 5 Tremendous thought! How deep it strikes! Yet like a dream it flies, Till God’s own voice the slumbers chase From these deluded eyes. Used With Tune: BANGOR Text Sources: Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)

Cast Out, O Christ

Author: Mary Louise Bringle Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Cast out, O Christ, cast far away Topics: Addiction; Praying For Healing; Addiction; Healing; Mental Health; Praying For Healing Scripture: Matthew 8:28-34 Used With Tune: BANGOR

When Wild Confusion Wrecks The Air

Author: Mather Byles Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 32 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 When wild confusion wrecks the air And tempests rend the skies, Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire In harsh disorder rise; 2 Safe in my Savior’s love I’ll stand And strike a tuneful song, My harp all trembling in my hand, And all inspired my tongue. 3 I’ll shout aloud, Ye thunders, roll, And shake the sullen sky; Your sounding voices, pole to pole In angry murmurs cry. 4 The earth, she totters on her base, And clouds the heav’n deform; Blow, all ye winds from every place, And rush the final storm. 5 Come quickly, blessèd hope, appear, Bid swift thy chariot fly, Let angels tell thy coming near, And snatch me to the sky. 6 Around thy wheels in gladdest throng I’d bear a joyful part; All hallelujah on my tongue, All rapture in my heart. Used With Tune: BANGOR Text Sources: Appendix to Tate and Brady (Boston: S. Kneeland, 1760)

O Lord and Master of us all

Author: J. G. Whittier (1807-92) Appears in 67 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: BANGOR

Prepared the trumpet's call to greet

Author: Thomas Gisborne (born c. 1760) Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: BANGOR

Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Great God, the terrors of Thy wrath Lyrics: 1 Great God, the terrors of Thy wrath, What mortal tongue can tell? A fiery stream comes issuing forth, And lights the flames of hell. 2 No mitigation can it know, Nor ever have an end; Its greatness and duration, too, All finite thought transcend. 3 But Thou, oh Lord, hast formed a plan, Replete with wondrous grace. To raise the fallen creature, man, To perfect happiness. 4 Through the atonement of my Lord, All sin may be forgiv’n; ‘Tis He removes the flaming sword, Which barred the way to Heaven. 5 Should all the pow’rs of earth and hell Their force against me join, His cross will all my fears dispel, And fill with peace divine. Used With Tune: BANGOR Text Sources: Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton and Briggs,1818)