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Hymn 23 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #I.23.1 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Absent from flesh! O blissful thought! Lyrics:
Absent from flesh! O blissful thought!
What unknown joys this moment brings!
Freed from the mischiefs sin has brought,
From pains, and fears, and all their springs.
Absent from flesh! illustrious day!
Surprising scene! triumphant stroke
That rends the prison of my clay;
And I can feel my fetters broke.
Absent from flesh! then rise, my soul,
Where feet nor wings could never climb,
Beyond the heav'ns, where planets roll,
Measuring the cares and joys of time.
I go where God and glory shine,
His presence makes eternal day:
My all that's mortal I resign,
For angels wait and point my way.
Scripture: 2 Corinthians 5:8 Languages: English
Hymn 23 Part 1
Hymn 43 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #I.43.1 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Adam, our father and our head Lyrics:
Adam, our father and our head,
Transgressed, and justice doomed us dead;
The fiery law speaks all despair:
There's no reprieve nor pardon there.
But, O unutterable grace
The Son of God takes Adam's place;
Down to our world the Savior flies,
Stretches his arms, and bleeds, and dies.
Justice was pleased to bruise the God,
And pay its wrongs with heav'nly blood:
What unknown racks and pangs he bore!
Then rose; the law could ask no more.
Amazing work! look down, ye skies,
Wonder and gaze with all your eyes;
Ye heav'nly thrones, stoop from above,
And bow to this mysterious love.
Lo! they adore th' incarnate Son,
And sing the glories he hath won;
Sing how he broke our iron chains,
How deep he suiik, how high he reigns!
Triumph and reign, victorious Lord,
By all the flaming hosts adored;
And say, dear Couqueror, say how long
Ere we shall rise to join their song.
Send down a chariot from above,
With fiery wheels, and paved with love
Raise us beyond th' ethereal blue,
To sing and love as angels do.
Scripture: 1 Peter 1:18 Languages: English
Hymn 43 Part 1
Hymn 42
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #I.42 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Adore and tremble, for our God Lyrics:
Adore and tremble, for our God
Is a consuming fire!
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raise his vengeance higher.
Almighty vengeance, how it burns!
How bright his fury glows!
Vast magazines of plagues and storms
Lie treasured for his foes.
Those heaps of wrath, by slow degrees,
Are forced into a flame;
But kindled, oh! how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature's frame.
At his approach the mountains flee,
And seek a wat'ry grave;
The frighted sea makes haste away,
And shrinks up every wave.
Through the wide air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hailstones hurled;
Who dares engage his fiery rage
That shakes the solid world?
Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace
Sits regent on the throne;
The refuge of thy chosen race
When wrath comes rushing down.
Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A fiery tempest pour,
While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings
Thy just revenge adore.
Scripture: Nahum 1:1-3 Languages: English
Hymn 42
Hymn 9
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #II.9 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Alas! and did my Savior bleed? Lyrics:
Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
[Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine,
And bathed in its own blood,
While all exposed to wrath divine
The glorious Suff'rer stood!]
Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God, the mighty Maker, died
For man, the creature's sin.
Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
'Tis all that I can do.
Languages: English
Hymn 9
Hymn 25
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #I.25 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: All mortal vanities, begone Lyrics:
All mortal vanities, begone,
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears;
Behold, amidst th' eternal throne,
A vision of the Lamb appears.
[Glory his fleecy robe adorns,
Marked with the bloody death he bore;
Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns,
To speak his wisdom and his power.
Lo! he receives a sealed book
From him that sits upon the throne;
Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look
On dark decrees and things unknown.]
All the assembling saints around
Fall worshipping before the Lamb,
And in new songs of gospel sound
Address their honors to his name.
[The Joy, the shout, the harmony,
Flies o'er the everlasting hills
"Worthy art thou alone," they cry,
To read the book, to loose the seals."]
Our voices join the heav'nly strain,
And with transporting pleasure sing,
"Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,
To be our Teacher and our King!"
His words of prophecy reveal
Eternal counsels, deep designs;
His grace and vengeance shall fulfil
The peaceful and the dreadful lines.
Thou hast redeemed our souls from hell
With thine invaluable blood;
And wretches that did once rebel
Are now made fav'rites of their God.
Worthy for ever is the Lord,
That died for treasons not his own,
By every tongue to be adored,
And dwell upon his Father's throne!
Scripture: Revelation 5:6-9 Languages: English
Hymn 25
Psalm 149
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #Ps.338 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: All ye that love the Lord, rejoice Lyrics:
All ye that love the Lord, rejoice,
And let your songs be new;
Amidst the church with cheerful voice
His later wonders show.
The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;
And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King.
The Lord takes pleasure in the just,
Whom sinners treat with scorn;
The meek that lie despised in dust
Salvation shall adorn.
Saints should be joyful in their King,
E'en on a dying bed;
And like the souls in glory sing;
For God shall raise the dead.
Then his high praise shall fill their tongues
Their hands shall wield the sword;
And vengeance shall attend their songs,
The vengeance of the Lord.
When Christ the judgment-seat ascends,
And bids the world appear,
Thrones are prepared for all his friends
Who humbly loved him here.
Then shall they rule with iron rod
Nations that dared rebel;
And join the sentence of their God
On tyrants doomed to hell.
The royal sinners bound in chains
New triumphs shall afford:
Such honor for the saints remains;
Praise ye, and love the Lord!
Topics: Judgment day; Persecutors punished; Vengeance against the enemies of the church; Praise from the saints; Saints judging the world; Triumph at the last day Scripture: Psalm 149 Languages: English
Psalm 149
Psalm 8 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #Ps.17 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Almighty Ruler of the skies Lyrics:
Almighty Ruler of the skies,
Through the wide earth thy name is spread;
And thine eternal glories rise
O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made.
To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
Children amidst thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their breasts,
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.
Topics: Christ exalted to the kingdom; Adam the first and second, their dominion; Children praising God; Christ his condescension and glorification; Christ praised by children; Christ the second Adam, his incarnation, his dominion; Dominion of man over creatures; Glorification and condescension of Christ; God his sovereignty and goodness to man; God made man; God praised by children; Goodness of God; Hosanna of the children; Man dominion over creatures; Praise to God from children Scripture: Psalm 8:1-2 Languages: English
Psalm 8 Part 1
Hymn 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #IV.1 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Am I a Soldier of the Cross? Lyrics:
Am I a Soldier of the Cross?
A follower of the Lamb,
And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His name?
Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to fight?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this dark world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
Sure, I must fight if I would reign
Increase my courage, Lord.
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.
Thy saints, in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar
By faith's discerning eye.
When that illustrious day shall rise
And all Thine armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be Thine.
Languages: English
Hymn 1
Psalm 38
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: PHW #Ps.89 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics:
Amidst thy wrath remember love,
Restore thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a Father's chast'ning prove
Like an avenger's sword.
Thine arrows stick within my heart,
My flesh is sorely pressed;
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.
My sins a heavy load appear,
And o'er my head are gone;
Too heavy they for me to bear,
Too hard for me t' atone.
My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father's frown.
Lord, I am weak and broken sore,
None of my powers are whole:
The inward anguish makes me roar,
The anguish of my soul.
All my desire to thee is known,
Thine eye counts every tear;
And every sigh, and every groan,
Is noticed by thine ear.
Thou art my God, my only hope;
My God will hear my cry;
My God will bear my spirit up,
When Satan bids me die.
[My foot is ever apt to slide,
My foes rejoice to see 't;
They raise their pleasure and their pride
When they supplant my feet.
But I'll confess my guilt to thee,
And grieve for all my sin;
I'll mourn how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.
My God, forgive my follies past,
And be for ever nigh;
O Lord of my salvation, haste,
Before thy servant die.]
Topics: Health prayed for; Sick-Bed Devotion; Desertion and distress of soul; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved; Pardon and repentance prayed for; Prayer for repentance and pardon, etc; Repentance and prayer for pardon and strength; Strength repentance, and pardon prayed for Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
Psalm 38
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