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The Day of Judgment
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #846 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Awake, ye sleeping souls, awake Lyrics: 1 Awake, ye sleeping souls, awake,
And hear the God of Israel speak:
His word is faithful, firm, and true:
Sinners, attend! he speaks to you.
2 Mercy and vengeance in me dwell;
One lifts to heaven, one casts to hell;
My favour’s more than life, my wrath
Will burn beyond the bounds of death.
3 Short is the space, and death must come;
And, after death, the day of doom;
When quick and dead the Judge shall call,
And deal their due deserts to all.
4 Fix'd in their everlasting state,
Could men repent, ’twere then too late;
Justice has bolted mercy’s door,
And God’s long-suffering is no more.
5 ’Tis now the gospel message sent
Commands repentance; now repent:
Wisely be warned to refuge run,
Obey the Father; kiss the Son.
6 In Christ receive the gift of God,
Complete redemption through his blood:
Mercy triumphant: sin forgiven;
And everlasting life in heaven.
Languages: English
The Day of Judgment
The Day of Judgment
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #847 (1844) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Behold! with awful pomp Lyrics: 1 Behold! with awful pomp
The Judge prepares to come;
The archangel sounds the dreadful trump,
And wakes the general doom.
2 Nature in wild amaze,
Her dissolution mourns;
Blushes of blood the moon deface;
The sun to darkness turns.
3 The living look with dread;
The frighted dead arise,
Start from the monumental bed,
And lift their ghastly eyes.
4 Horrors all hearts appal;
They quake, they shriek, they cry;
Bid rocks and mountains on them fall,
But rocks and mountains fly.
5 Great God, in whom we live,
Prepare us for that day;
Help us in Jesus to believe,
To watch, and wait, and pray. Languages: English
The Day of Judgment
Day of Judgment
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #848 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Sinner, that slumb'rest on the brink Lyrics: 1 Sinner, that slumb’rest on the brink
Of hell’s devouring lake,
O think on death, on judgment think!
What mean’st thou, sleeper? Wake!
2 Soon shall the Lord Himself descend,
The clouds before him riven:
A sudden shout the earth shall rend,
And shake the powers of heaven.
3 Myriads of angels bright shall wait,
His orders to obey;
And ransom'd saints triumphant meet,
As bright and blest as they.
4 The King shall send His summons forth;
His messengers shall speed,
From east and west, from south and north,
To cite the quick and dead.
5 But ah! what pale, what ghastly looks!
When guilty wretches come
To hear, from God’s unerring books,
Their just, though dreadful doom!
6 Convinced of every wanton word,
Of every daring sin,
Of speeches hard against the Lord,
And thoughts and acts unclean.
7 Save us, O Jesus, by thy death,
And cleanse us in thy blood;
Give us to live and die in faith,
And wait the trump of God.
Languages: English
Day of Judgment
Hell
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #849 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: The devil can self-denial use Lyrics: 1 The devil can self-denial use,
And that with devilish, selfish views;
His being and his state disown,
And teach that devil or hell there's none.
2 But hear the words of God, O man!
"Sinners, among you all, who can
With everlasting burnings dwell?
The wicked shall be cast to hell."
3 Hell is that woeful dreadful place,
Where Jesus never shows his face;
Where sinners damn'd with devils remain,
In hopeless horrors, endless pain!
4 God's wrath without his mercy's there:
Wrath without mercy who can bear?
How hot the fire, how huge the load,
Thy suff'rings show, thou Son of God.
5 O man, let goodness make thee melt;
Consider what the Lord has flet,
Repent, and to thy Saviour turn,
Who burn;d that thou might'st never burn.
Languages: English
Hell
Heaven
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #850 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Ye souls that trust in Christ rejoice Lyrics: 1 Ye souls that trust in Christ, rejoice;
Your sins are all forgiven;
Let every Christian lift his voice,
And sing the joys of heaven.
2 Heaven is that holy, happy place,
Where sin no more defiles;
Where God unveils his blissful face,
And looks, and loves, and smiles;
3 [Where Jesus, Son of man and God,
Triumphant from his wars,
Walks in rich garments, dipped in blood,
And shows his glorious scars;]
4 [Where ransomed sinners sound God’s praise
The angelic host among;
Sing the rich wonders of his grace,
And Jesus leads the song;]
5 [Where saints are free from every load
Of passions, or of pains;
God dwells in them, and they in God;
And love for ever reigns.]
6 Lord, as thou show’st thy glory there,
Make known thy grace to us;
And heaven will not be wanting here
While we can hymn thee thus:
7 Jesus, our dear Redeemer, died
That we might be forgiven;
Rose that we might be justified,
And sends the Spirit from heaven. Languages: English
Heaven
Good Works
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #851 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When filthy passions or unjust Lyrics: 1 When filthy passions or unjust
Professors’ minds control;
When men give up the reins to lust,
And interest sways the whole;
2 Or when they seek themselves to please,
Decline each thorny road,
Indulge their sloth, consult their ease,
And slight the fear of God;
3 The faith is vain such men profess;
It comes not from above;
The righteous man does righteousness,
And true faith works by love.
4 [Men’s actions with their minds will suit;
By them the heart is viewed;
A tree that bears corrupted fruit,
Cannot be callèd good.]
5 The Christian seeks his brother’s good,
Sometimes beyond his own;
Or, if self-interest will intrude,
It does not reign alone.
6 Help us, dear Lord, to honour thee;
Let our good works abound;
Thou art that green, that fruitful tree;
From thee our fruit is found. Languages: English
Good Works
Good Works
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #852 (1844) First Line: Vain man, to boast forbear Lyrics: 1 Vain man, to boast forbear,
The knowledge in thy head;
The sacred Scriptures this declare:
“Faith without works is dead.”
2 When Christ the Judge shall come
To render each his due,
He’ll deal thy deeds their righteous doom,
And set thy works in view.
3 Food to the hungry give;
Give to the thirsty drink;
To follow Christ is to believe;
Dead faith is but to think.
4 The man that loves the Lord
Will mind whate’er he bid;
Will pay regard to all his word,
And do as Jesus did.
5 [The dead professor counts
Good works as legal ties;
His faith to action seldom mounts;
On doctrine he relies.
6 But words engender strife;
Behold the gospel plan:
Trust in the Lord alone for life,
And do what good you can.] Languages: English
Good Works
"Believe only"
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #853 (1844) Meter: Irregular First Line: Zeal extinguish'd to a sprak Lyrics: 1 Zeal extinguished to a spark;
Life is very, very low;
All my evidences dark,
And good works I’ve none to show.
Prayer, too, seems a load;
Ordinances tease or tire;
I can feel no love to God;
Hardly have a good desire.
2 Though thy fainting spirits droop,
Yet thy God is with thee still.
To believe in hope ’gainst hope,
And against thee all things feel;
Only to believe,
’Midst thy coldness, doubts, and death,
Canst thou not, poor soul, perceive
This is now thy work of faith? Languages: English
"Believe only"
Christ is holy
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #854 (1844) Meter: 7.6.8 First Line: Jesus, Lord of life and peace Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lord of life and peace,
To thee we lift our voice;
Teach us at thy holiness
To tremble and rejoice.
Sweet and terrible’s thy word;
Thou and thy word are both the same.
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
2 Burning seraphs round thy throne,
Beyond all brightness bright,
Bow their bashful heads, and own
Their own diminished light.
Worthy thou to be adored,
Lord God Almighty, great I AM!
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
3 Saints, in whom thy Spirit dwells,
Pour out their souls to thee;
Each his tale in secret tells,
And sighs to be set free.
Christ admired, themselves abhorred,
They cry with awe, delight, and shame,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
4 [Men whose hearts admit not fear,
At thy perfections awed,
Use thy name, but not revere
The holy child of God;
These thy kingdom own in word;
Save us from loyalty so lame,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.
5 Just and righteous is our King;
Glorious in holiness;
Though we tremble while we sing,
We would not wish it less.
Souls by whom the truth’s explored
Wonders of mercy best proclaim,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
We love thy holy name.] Languages: English
Christ is holy
God is holy
Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #855 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: God is a high and holy God Lyrics: 1 God is a high and holy God,
Eternally the same;
Holiness is his blest abode,
And holy is his name.
2 The holy Father, Holy Ghost,
Men readily will own;
But ’tis a blessing few can boast,
To know the holy Son.
3 [With hearts of flint, and fronts of brass,
Some talk of Christ their Head;
And make the living Lord, alas!
Companion with the dead.
4 Familiar freedom, luscious names,
To Christ some fondly use;
Visions of wonder, flashy frames,
Are others’ utmost views.
5 By things like these men often run
To this or that extreme;
But that man truly knows the Son
Who loves to live like him.]
6 Lord, help us by thy mighty power
To gain our constant view;
Which is, that we may know thee more,
And more resemble too. Languages: English
God is holy
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