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The tolling bell

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCLV (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Oft as the bell, with solemn toll Lyrics: 1 Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul, Let each one ask himself, "Am I Prepar'd, should I be call'd to die?" 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath Preserves me with the jaws of death; Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, And plung'd into a world unknown. 3 Then, leaving all I lov'd below, To God's tribunal I must go; Must hear the Judge pronounce my fate, And fix my everlasting state. 4 Lord Jesus! help me now to flee, And seek my hope alone in thee; Apply thy blood, thy spirit give, Subdue my sin, and let me live. 5 Then, when the solemn bell I hear, If sav'd from guilt, I need not fear; Now would the thought distressing be, Perhaps it next may toll for me. 6 Rather my spirit would rejoice, And long and wish to hear thy voice; Glad when it bids me earth resign, Secure of heav'n if thou art mine. Topics: Tolling bell Languages: English

The Fall of man

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #XXVII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: On man, in his own image made Lyrics: 1 On man, in his own image made, How much did God bestow; The whole creation homage paid, And own'd him, lord below! 2 But oh! by sin how quickly chang'd! His peace and honor fled, His heart from GOD and truth estrang'd, His conscience fill'd with dread! 3 Now from his Maker's voice he fled, Which was before his joy; And thought to hide his guilty head, From all all-seeing eye. 4 Compell'd to answer to his name, With stubborness and pride He cast on God himself the blame, Nor once for mercy cry'd. 5 But grace, unask'd his heart subdu'd, And all his guilt forgave; By faith the promis'd seed he view'd, And felt its pow'r to save. Topics: Fall of man, its effects lamented; Man His fall; Fall of man, its effects lamented; Man His fall Scripture: Genesis 3 Languages: English

Circumcision and baptism

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCXXVII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Once did the sons of Abr'am pass Lyrics: 1 Once did the sons of Abr'am pass Under the bloody seal of grace; The young disciples bore the yoke, Till Christ the painful bondage broke. 2 By milder ways doth Jesus prove His Father's cov'nant and his love; He seals to saints his glorious grace, And not forbids their infant race. 3 Their seed are sprinkled with his blood, Their children set apart for God; His Spirit on their offspring shed, Like water pour'd upon the head. 4 Let ev'ry saint with cheerful voice In this large covenant rejoice; Young children, in their early days, Shall give the God of Abr'am praise. Topics: Baptism; Sacramental hymns Languages: English

Declension lamented

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCLVI (1799) First Line: Once, O Lord, thy garden flourish'd Refrain First Line: Eights and Sevens Lyrics: 1 Once, O Lord, thy garden flourish'd, Ev'ry part look'd gay and green; Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, Happy seasons we have seen! 2 But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see; Lord, thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from thee. 3 Where are those we counted leaders, Fill'd with zeal, and love and truth? Old professors, tall as cedars, Bright examples to our youth! 4 Some, in whom we once delighted, We shall meet no more below, Some, alas! we fear are blighted, Scarce a single leaf they show. 5 Younger plants--the sight how pleasant, Cover'd thick with blossoms stood; But they cause us grief at present, Frosts have nipp'd them in their bud! 6 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, Thou canst make them bloom again; Oh, permit them not to wither, Let not all our hopes be vain! Topics: Declension Lamented Languages: English

Mercy prevailing

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CXX (1799) First Line: Once perishing in blood I lay Lyrics: 1 Once perishing in blood I lay, Creatures no help could give; But Jesus pass'd me in the way, He saw, and bid me live. 2 O, can I e'er that day forget, When Jesus kindly spoke! "Poor soul, my blood has paid thy debt, And now I break thy yoke. 3 Behold I take thee for my own, And give myself to thee; Forsake the idols thou hast known, And yield thyself to me." 4 Ah worthless heart! it promis'd fair, And said it would be thine; I little thought it e'er would dare, Again with idols join. 5 LORD, dost thou such back-slidings heal, And pardon all that's past? Sure, if I am not made of steel, I shall relent at last 6 My tongue, which rashly spoke before, Thy mercy will restrain; Surely I now shall boast no more, Nor censure, nor complain. Topics: God His mercy; Mercy Prevailing; God His mercy; Mercy Prevailing Scripture: Ezekiel 16:63 Languages: English

Hypocrites, or the blasted fig-tree

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CXCIII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: One awful word which Jesus spoke Lyrics: 1 One awful word which Jesus spoke, Against the tree which bore no fruit, More dreadful than the light'ning's stroke, Blasted and dry'd it to the root. 2 How many, who the gospel hear, Whom Satan blinds and sin deceives, May with this wither'd tree compare? They yeld no fruit, but only leaves. 3 Knowledge, and zeal, and gifts, and talk, Unless combin'd with faith and love, And witness'd by a gospel walk, Will not a true profession prove. 4 Without such fruit as God expects, Knowledge will make our state the worse; The barren trees he still rejects, And soon will blast them with his curse. 5 O Lord, unite our hearts in pray'r, On each of us thy spirit send; That we the fruits of grace may bear, And find acceptance in the end. Languages: English

Christ the best of Friends

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCXXXI (1799) First Line: One there is, above all others Lyrics: 1 One there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of friend; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end: They who once His kindness prove, Find it everlasting love! 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed their blood? But our Saviour dy'd to have us Reconcil'd in him to God. This was boundless love to bleed. Jesus is a friend indeed. 3 When He liv'd on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same: Still He calls them brethren, friends, And to all their wants attends. 4 Oh! for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; We, alas! forget too often, What a friend we have above: When to heav'n our souls are brought, We will love thee as we ought. Topics: Christ The best friend Languages: English

Sufficiency of divine grace

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCXV (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Oppress'd with unbelief and sin Lyrics: 1 Oppress'd with unbelief and sin, Fightings without, and fears within; While earth and hell, with force combin'd, Disturb'd and terrify'd my mind: 2 Thus sorely prest, I sought the Lord, To give me some sweet cheering word; Again I sought, and yet again, I waited long, but not in vain. 3 Oh! 'twas a cheering word indeed1 Exactly suited to my need; "Sufficient for thee is my grace, Thy weakness my great pow'r displays." 4 Now I despond and mourn no more, I welcome all I fear'd before; Though weak, I'm strong; to' troubled blest; For Christ's own pow'r shall on me rest. Topics: Grace Its sufficiency Scripture: 2 Corinthians 12:9 Languages: English

Christ's intercession

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCXXXIX (1799) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Our great Redeemer's gone Lyrics: 1 Our great Redeemer's gone To plead before our God, To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne With his atoning blood. 2 No fiery vengeance now, No burning wrath comes down; If justice calls for sinners blood, The Saviour shows his own. 3 Before his Father's eye Our humble suit he moves; The Father lays his thunder by, And looks, and smiles, and loves. 4 Now may our joyful tongues Our Maker's honor sing, Jesus, the Priest, receives our songs, And bears them to the King. 6 We bow before his face, And sound his glories high, "Hosanna to the God of grace, "That lays his thunder by. 6 "On earth thy mercy reigns, "And triumphs all above:' But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains To speak immortal love. Topics: Christ His intecession Languages: English

The death of Saints

Hymnal: HSHM1799 #CCCLVII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Our life how short! a groan, a sigh Lyrics: 1 Our life how short! a groan, a sigh, We live, and then begin to die; Death steals upon us while we're green, Behind us digs a grave unseen. 2 But Oh! how great a mercy this, That death's a portal into bliss; While yet the body's scarce undrest, The soul ascends to heav'nly rest. 3 My soul! death swallows up thy fears, My grave-clothes wipe away all tears; why should we fear this parting pain, Who die that we may live again? 4 Oh! how the resurrection light, Will clarify believers' sight; How joyful will the saints arise And rub the dust from off their eyes! 5 My soul! my body I will trust With him who numbers every dust; My Saviour faithfully will keep His own--their death is but a sleep. Topics: Saints Death of; Funeral; Saints Death of Languages: English