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The Brasen Serpent

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #876 (1844) Meter: 8.8.7 First Line: When the chosen tribes debated Lyrics: 1 When the chosen tribes debated ’Gainst their God, as hardly treated, And complained their hopes were spilt, God, for murmuring to requite them, Fiery serpents sent to bite them; Lively type of deadly guilt! 2 Stung by these, they soon repented; And their God as soon relented; Moses prayed; he answer gave: “Serpents are the beasts that strike them; Make of brass a serpent like them; That’s the way I choose to save.” 3 Vain was bandage, oil, or plaster; Rankling venom killed the faster; Till the serpent Moses took, Reared it high, that all might view it; Bid the bitten look up to it; Life attended every look. 4 Jesus, thus for sinners smitten, Wounded, bruisèd, serpent-bitten, To his cross directs their faith. Why should I, then, poison cherish? Why despair of cure, and perish? Look, my soul, though stung to death. 5 Thine’s alas! a lost condition; Works cannot work thee remission, Nor thy goodness do thee good. Death’s within thee, all about thee; But the remedy’s without thee; See it in thy Saviour’s blood. 6 See the Lord of glory dying! See him gasping! Hear him crying! See his burdened bosom heave! Look, ye sinners, ye that hung him; Look how deep your sins have stung him; Dying sinners, look and live. Languages: English

The Relative Duties

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #877 (1844) Meter: 8.8.7 First Line: Christians, in your several stations Lyrics: 1 Christians, in your several stations, Dutiful to all relations, Give to each his proper due. Let not their unkind behaviour Make you disobey your Saviour; His command’s the rule for you. 2 Parents, be to children tender: Children, full obedience render To your parents in the Lord. Never slight nor disrespect them; Nor, through pride, when old, reject them; ‘Tis the precept of the word. 3 Wives, to husbands yield subjection: Husbands, with a kind affection, Cherish as yourselves your wives. Masters, rule with moderation, Sway'd by justice, not by passion: To the scriptures square your lives. 4 Servants, serve your masters truly, Not unfaithful, nor unruly, To the good or to the bad; Not refusing what you’re bidden, Or replying when you’re chidden; ‘Tis the ordinance of God. 5 This shall solve the important question, Whether thou'rt a real Christian, Better than each golden dream; Better far than lip-expression, Towering notions, great profession; This shall shew your love to him. Languages: English

The Scripture

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #878 (1844) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Say, Christian, wouldst thou thrive Lyrics: 1 Say, Christian, would’st thou thrive In knowledge of thy Lord? Against no Scripture ever strive, But tremble at his word. 2 Revere the sacred page; To injure any part Betrays, with blind and feeble rage, A hard and haughty heart. 3 If aught there dark appear, Bewail thy want of sight; No imperfection can be there, For all God’s words are right. 4 The Scriptures and the Lord Bear one tremendous name; The written and the incarnate Word In all things are the same. Languages: English

"Suffer the word of exhortaion"

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #879 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Take heed, ye Christians, how ye hear Lyrics: 1 Take heed, ye Christians, how he hear, Pay every truth respect. The word of exhortation hear; Not treat with cold neglect. 2 Despise not those that would you warn. Remember, this is true; He that his duty will not learn, His duty will not do. 3 Who slights, in any part, God's word, Shows a too haughty look. The slothful soul will not be stirred, Nor scorners hear rebuke. 4 better's a babe that would be wise Than those who mind hight things! Whose long profession scorns advice, Those old and foolish kings. 5 Lord, let me not, by pride enticed, Thy precepts count a load; Help me to keep the faith of Christ, And the commands of God. Languages: English

Treasure in Heaven

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #880 (1844) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Remember, man, thy birth Lyrics: 1 Remember, man, thy birth; Set not on gold thy heart; Naked thou cam’st upon the earth, And naked must depart. 2 This world’s vain wealth despise; Happiness is not here; To Jesus lift thy longing eyes, And seek thy treasure there. 3 If profit be thy scope, Diffuse thy alms about; The worldling prospers laying up, The Christian laying out. 4 Returns will not be scant With honour in the high’st; For who relieves his brethren’s want, Bestows his alms on Christ. 5 Give gladly to the poor, ’Tis lending to the Lord; In secret so increase thy store, And hide in heaven the hoard. 6 There thou may’st fear no thief, No rankling rust or moth; Thy treasure and thy heart are safe; Where one is, will be both. Languages: English

Treasure in Heaven

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #881 (1844) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger Lyrics: 1 Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger, See what hosts your camp surround! Arm to battle; lag no longer. Hark! The silver trumpets sound, Wake, ye sleepers, wake! What mean you? Sin besets you round about. Up, and search, the world's within you: Slay, or chase the traitor out. 2 What enchants you? pelf or pleasure? Pluck right eyes; with right hands part; Ask your conscience where’s your treasure, For be certain there‘s your heart. Give the fawning foe no credit! Lo! the bloody flag‘s unfurl'd. That base heart, the word has said it, Loves not God, that loves the world. 3 God and Mammon? O be wiser! Serve them both? It cannot be. Ease in warfare, saint and miser, These will never well agree. Shun the shame of foully falling; Cumber'd captives clogg'd with clay, Prove your faith; make sure your calling; Wield the sword, and win the day. 4 Forward press toward perfection; Watch, and pray, and all things prove. Seek to know your God’s election; Search his everlasting love; Dread backsliding, scorn dissembling, Now salvation’s near in view; Work it out, with fear and trembling; ‘Tis your God that works in you. Languages: English

"Pray without ceasing"

Author: Hart Hymnal: SHPW1844 #882 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Prayer was appointed to convey Lyrics: 1 Prayer was appointed to convey The blessings God designs to give. Long as they live should Christians pray; For only while they pray they live. 2 The Christian’s heart his prayer indites; He speaks as prompted from within; The Spirit his petition writes, And Christ receives and gives it in. 3 ’Tis prayer supports the soul that’s weak, Though thought be broken, language lame, Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak; But pray with faith in Jesus’ name. 4 Depend on him, thou canst not fail; Make all thy wants and wishes known; Fear not, his merits must prevail; Ask what thou wilt, it shall be done. Languages: English