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Our Father, hear our longing prayer

Author: George MacDonald, 1824-1905 Hymnal: The Methodist Hymn-Book with Tunes #739 (1933) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Church The Church in Prayer Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

When Languor and Disease Invade

Author: Augustus M. Toplady Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7328 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. When languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, ’Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, And long to fly away. 2. Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of His love; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above. 3. Sweet to look back, and see my name In life’s fair book set down; Sweet to look forward and behold Eternal joys my own. 4. Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid; Sweet to remember that His blood My debt of suffering paid. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Long Sunk In Superstition's Night

Author: Michael M. Dutt Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8255 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Long sunk in superstition’s night By sin and Satan driven, I saw not, cared not, for the light, That leads the blind to Heaven. 2 I sat in darkness—reason’s eye Was shut, was closed in me: I hastened to eternity O’er error’s dreadful sea. 3 But now at length Thy grace, O Lord, Bids all around me shine: I drink Thy sweet, Thy precious word; I kneel before Thy shrine. 4 I’ve broke affection’s tenderest ties For my blest Savior’s sake: All, all I love beneath the skies Lord, I for Thee forsake. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

To God, Ye Choir Above, Begin

Author: Philip Skelton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8492 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To God, ye choir above, begin A hymn so loud and strong, That all the universe may hear And join the grateful song. 2 Praise Him, thou sun, who dwells unseen Amidst transcendent light, Where thy refulgent orb would seem A spot, as dark as night. 3 Thou silver moon, ye host of stars, The universal song Through the serene and silent night To listening worlds prolong. 4 Sing Him, ye distant worlds and suns, From whence no travelling ray Hath yet to us, through ages past, Had time to make its way. 5 Assist, ye raging storms, and bear On rapid wings His praise, From north to south, from east to west, Through heaven, and earth, and seas. 6 Exert your voice, ye furious fires That rend the watery cloud, And thunder to this nether world Your Maker’s words aloud. 7 Ye works of God, that dwell unknown Beneath the rolling main; Ye birds, that sing among the groves, And sweep the azure plain; 8 Ye stately hills, that rear your heads, And towering pierce the sky; Ye clouds, that with an awful pace Majestic roll on high; 9 Ye insects small, to which one leaf Within its narrow sides A vast extended world displays, And spacious realms provides; 10 Ye race, still less than these, with which The stagnant water teems, To which one drop, however small, A boundless ocean seems; 11 Whate’er ye are, where’er ye dwell, Ye creatures great or small, Adore the wisdom, praise the power, That made and governs all. 12 And if ye want or sense or sounds, To swell the grateful noise, Prompt mankind with that sense, and they Shall find for you a voice. 13 From all the boundless realms of space Let loud hosannas sound; Loud send, ye wondrous works of God, The grateful concert round. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

See How The Fruitless Fig Tree Stands

Author: Joseph Harbottle Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8965 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 See how the fruitless fig tree stands Beneath the owner’s frown; The axe is lifted in his hands, To cut the cumberer down. 2 "Year after year I come," he cries, "And still no fruit is shown; I see but empty leaves arise; Then cut the cumberer down." 3 "The axe of death at one sharp stroke, Shall make my justice known; Each bough shall tremble at the shock Which cuts the cumberer down." 4 Sinner, beware—the axe of death Is raised, and aimed at thee; Awhile thy Maker spares thy breath; Beware, O barren tree! Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

The Time Draws Nigh, My soul

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9454 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: The time draws near, my soul, when thou Lyrics: 1 The time draws near, my soul, when thou Thy last account must give: When thy whole life shall be surveyed By Him who bid thee live. 2 How many talents, O my God, Hast thou bestowed on me? But yet how little can be found, That I have done for Thee? 3 My health, my time, my worldly store, And Thy more precious Word Thy talents are; for these must I Account to Thee my Lord. 4 Much of my time, alas! I’ve lost, And much have I misspent; How careless of my grand concerns, On trifles how intent? 5 How little good have I received? How little have I done? How oft my feet have trod the paths I know I ought to shun? 6 Pity my weakness, gracious God, My sins thro’ Christ forgive; Teach me henceforth not to myself But unto Thee to live. 7 O may the slothful servant’s doom My holy care excite: Each talent may I well improve, And in Thy work delight. 8 Then like a faithful steward I Shall stand before Thy seat; Let me but hear, "Well done," at last, My bliss will be complete. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Laugh, Ye Profane

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9802 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Laugh, ye profane, and swell and burst Lyrics: 1 Laugh, ye profane, and swell and burst, With bold impiety: Yet shall ye live for ever cursed, And seek in vain to die. 2 The gasp of your expiring breath Consigns your souls to chains, By the last agonies of death Sent down to fiercer pains. 3 Ye stand upon a dreadful steep, And all beneath is hell; Your weighty guilt will sink you deep Where the old serpent fell. 4 When iron slumbers bind your flesh, With strange surprise you’ll find Immortal vigor spring afresh, And tortures wake the mind! 5 Then you’ll confess the frightful names Of plagues you scorned before, No more shall look like idle dreams, Like foolish tales no more. 6 Then shall ye curse that fatal day, With flames upon your tongue, When you exchanged your souls away For vanity and songs. 7 Behold, the saints rejoice to die, For Heav’n shines round their heads; And angel guards prepared to fly, Attend their fainting beds. 8 Their longing spirits part, and rise To their celestial seat; Above these ruinable skies They make their last retreat. 0 Hence, ye profane, I hate your ways, I walk with pious souls; There’s a wide difference in our race, And distant are our goals. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Come, Ye Redeemed of the Lord

Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10011 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, ye redeemèd of the Lord, Your grateful tribute bring; And celebrate with one accord, The birthday of our king. 2 Let us with humble hearts repair— Faith will point out the road— To little Bethlehem; and there Adore our infant God. 3 In swaddling bands the Savior view! Let none this weakness scorn; The feeblest heart shall hell subdue, Where Jesus Christ is born. 4 No pomp adorns, no sweets perfume, The place where Christ is laid; The stable serves Him for His room; A manger is His bed. 5 The crowded inn, like sinners’ hearts— O ignorance extreme! For other guests of various sorts Had room; but none for Him. 6 But see what different thoughts arise In ours and angels’ breasts: To hail His birth they left the skies; We lodged Him with the beasts. 7 Yet let believers cease their fears, Nor envy heav’nly powers; If sinless innocence be theirs, Redemption all is ours. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

Children, To Your Creator God

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10162 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Children, to your creator, God Lyrics: 1 Children, to your creator, God, Your early honors pay, While vanity and youthful blood Would tempt your thoughts astray. 2 The memory of His mighty name, Demands your first regard; Nor dare indulge a meaner flame, ’Till you have loved the Lord. 3 Be wise, and make His favor sure, Before the mournful days, When youth and mirth are known no more, And life and strength decays. 4 No more the blessings of a feast Shall relish on the tongue. The heavy ear forgets the taste And pleasure of a song. 5 Old age with all her dismal train, Invades your golden years With sighs and groans, and raging pain, And death that never spares. 6 What will you do when light departs, And leaves your withering eyes, Without one beam to cheer your hearts, From the superior skies? 7 How will you meet God’s frowning brow, Or stand before His seat, While nature’s old supporters bow, Nor bear their tottering weight? 8 Can you expect your feeble arms Shall make a strong defense, When death with terrible alarms, Summons the prisoner hence? 9 The silver bands of nature burst; And let the building fall; The flesh goes down to mix with dust, Its vile original. 10 Laden with guilt, (a heavy load) Uncleansed and unforgiv’n, The soul returns t’an angry God, To be shut out from Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN

But One Loaf

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11909 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When the disciples crossed the lake Lyrics: 1 When the disciples crossed the lake With but one loaf on board; How strangely did their hearts mistake The caution of their Lord. 2 "The leaven of the Pharisees Beware", the Savior said; They thought, it is because He sees We have forgotten bread. 3 It seems they have forgotten, too, What their own eyes had viewed; How with what scarce sufficed for few, He fed a multitude. 4 If five small loaves, by His command, Could many thousands serve; Might they not trust His gracious hand, That they should never starve? 5 They oft His power and love had known, And doubtless were to blame; But we have reason good to own That we are just the same. 6 How often has He brought relief, And every want supplied! Yet soon, again, our unbelief, Says, "Can the Lord provide?" 7 Be thankful for one loaf today, Though that be all your store; Tomorrow, if you trust and pray, Shall timely bring you more. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN