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A Certain beggar, poor and blind

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #XLIX (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A Certain beggar, poor and blind, A needy creature as we find, Whose heart was fill'd with woe and grief, Cried to the Saviour for relief. 2 He cried, O blessed David's son! My mournful case to thee is known; O pitty me, grant me my sight! Restore to me that wanted light. 3 Tho' he was blind, yet he could hear, And knew that his dear Lord was near: He cried, and pray'd, and would not cease Till he had vented his distress. 4 When once our blindness we do feel, Our grief no longer can conceal; Then life the Beggar we shall cry To Jesus, e'er he passes by. 5 Are we rebuk'd, we cry the more, Till Jesus manifests his pow'r-- We shall not cease until we know: That we are hear'd, and answer'd too. 6 Then, like the Beggar we shall be, Once we were blind but now we see: Our darkness turned into day, And follow Jesus in his way. Topics: Quinquagesima Scripture: Luke 18:31-43 Languages: English

A Helpless creature here I lie

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CCXVI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A Helpless creature here I lie, A mere abject to men; Tho' day and night for help I cry, My troubles still remain. 2 No prospect of relief I see, From these, my heavy chains; An act of wonder it would be, To free my of my pains. 3 With pains confin'd unto my bed, The only place I have; Perhaps till numb'red with the dead, And shrouded in the grave. 4 But what impatience do I feel, When I should be at rest! To know this, is my Maker's will, Which serves to make me bless'd. 5 My troubles are increas'd the more, Of greater weight they are; When I must feel the tempter's pow'r, Who would have me despair. 6 Who tells me I need not to pray, Nor trust unto the Lord, That I am but a castasway That cannot be restor'd. 7 Should Christ afflict his people thus: This is the tempter's cry; Should he who ever loved us, With such afflictions try. 8 But O, my Saviour bear me through, Still keep my faith alive; Help me to keep the prize in view, Till I in heav'n arrive. Topics: Visitation of the Sick For those that are long confined to a sick bed Languages: English

A Palace is the sinner's heart

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #LVII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A Palace is the sinner's heart, Which Satan guards in ev'ry part; And with his forces dwells therein, And keeps the soul enslav'd to sin. 2 There he, without control resides, And there against attack provides; He governs there, and feareth none, And holds the castle as his own. 3 Poor man obeys him as his chief, Because of pride and unbelief; Like slaves and servants on him wait, And seldom feel their slavish state. 4 But when the Saviour claims the heart, That cruel tyrant must depart-- When Jesus speaks and gives command, That Prince of darkness can't withstand. 5 The force of his restraining grace, Will cause that Lord to leave his place; Some outward changes may be seen, But yet some idol lurks within. 6 Altho' he wanders for a while, Himself he can not reconcile, He has not fully quit his home, But soon he means again to come. 7 Where Jesus does not fully reign, He surely will return again: With vice and envy seven-fold, Audatious, impudent and bold. 8 His palace he no more forsak's, In spite of all reproofs and checks; The force of men and angels join'd, Can ne'er renew that hard'ned mind. 9 That sinners' case was bad before, But now 'tis worse, and still much more: Because he can not be renew'd, And ever hat'st the ways of God. 10 O! horrid, wretched, awful state, My God let it not be my fate; May the Good spirit gain my heart! To dwell in me and ne'er depart. Topics: The Third Sunday in Lent Scripture: Luke 11:14-28 Languages: English

A Place where wickedness abound

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CXLVI (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A Place where wickedness abound, Where scarce a righteous soul is found: There punishment for sins is due, And must be executed too. 2 Jerusalem, that noted place, Found it to be her awful case; Where judgments with their threat'nings meet Destruction soon is made complete. 3 It was the blessed Saviour's charge, Where vices sway their pow'r at large; Who then is wise these things to see, Then let him to the mountains flee. 4 The axe which to the root is laid, As John, the faithful Prophet said: Will cut that wicked nation down without the least of mercy shown. 5 The Jews, be aggravating crimes, Brought on them selves such fatal times; Times of distress, and wo, and grief, But not a time to find relief. 6 False Christs arose in ev'ry part, And with deceptions, schemes and art, Were many simple souls decoy'd, And in their sins at last destroy'd. 7 Just like a carrion on the ground, To which the Eagles flock around; The doctrine of such teachers are, To silly souls a trap and snare. 8 Their doctrine would have that effect, As to deceive the Lord's elect! Was not their hope in Jesus stay'd, And thus upheld by heav'nly aid. 9 What evil sin on earth can do, From this sad passage we may know; Lord! make us wise to meditate, And flee before it be too late. Topics: 25th Sunday after Trinity Scripture: Matthew 24:15-28 Languages: English

A Precious gift on man bestow'd

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CCCVII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A Precious gift on man bestow'd, That is to have the word of God; The sure infallible record That shews the counsels of the Lord. 2 That book it has to man reveal'd, That which was to the world conceal'd. That book reveal'd the glorious plan By which God sav'd the race of man. 3 Of all the treasures here on earth, This book is of the greatest worth; From age to age it handeth down, As much as need to man be known. 4 The Bible is a light divine! It makes a world of darkness sine; And ev'ry chapter, line and page, Can cast a light on ev'ry age. 5 Bless'd are the rays this light doth give, And bless'd are they who do receive; This blessed light, this blessed heat, Can make our hopes and joys complete. Topics: Of the Word of God Languages: English

A Sower that goes forth to sow

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #XLVII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A Sower that goes forth to sow, Far diff'rent soils he finds; Such is the case with Preachers too: They preach to diff'rent minds. 2 Some minds are like the trodden way; That can't receive the grain; Tho' they attend to hear and pray, They hear the word in vain. 3 With such does Satan act his part, Like birds of prey devour; He takes the word soon from their heart, That it can have no pow'r. 4 And some are like the stony soil, Which soon shoots forth its blade; First they believe, and hear a while, But soon they shrink and fade. 5 At first it is a joyful news, The Gospel truth to hear; But O, it answers not their views, The Saviour's Cross to bear. 6 Some are just like that kind of ground, All fill'd with thorns and brier; Their hearts with carnal cares abound-- The world is their desire. 7 Tho' they are made to hear and feel, The need of Saving Grace; Yet to support their haughty will, They keep their sinful place. 8 Great God, how cautious should we be! To keep still on our guard; To watch and pray, to search and see That we may be prepar'd. Topics: Sexagesima Sunday Scripture: Luke 8:4-15 Languages: English

A Worldling, wretched, vile and base

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #XCVIII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A Worldling, wretched, vile and base, Not subject to restraining grace; But yielded to his lusts and pride, And set all fear of God aside. 2 Though he had riches laid in store, Yet no compassion on the poor! A beggar in a helpless state, Found no assistance at his gate. 3 The worldling spent his precious days, In Luxuries, in sports and plays-- While the poor beggar lay distress'd, With poverty and sores oppress'd. 4 But to them both it proved strange, To meet with such a sudden change; The worldling sent to endless pain, The beggar plac'd with Christ to reign. 5 This is the sinners awful case: They who neglect the time of grace; They cry for help, but O too late! When once they share their lot and fate. 6 The worldlilng pray'd to get relief, To metigate his pain and grief; But father Abr'am could not grant that cooling drop which he did want. 7 If we seek heaven here on earth, We loose the heav'n of greater worth; To bear the Cross with Jesus here, Intitles us to glory there. 8 Dear Saviour, make us truly wise, All sinful pleasures to despise-- The greatest evil we can do: That is to choose our heav'n below. Topics: First Sunday after Trinity Scripture: Luke 16:19-31 Languages: English

A Wretched man, both dumb and deaf

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CXX (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A Wretched man, both dumb and deaf, Brought to our Lord to get relief; Was made to know the Saviour's pow'r, When he receiv'd immediate cure. 2 The Saviour us'd but simple means, Such as the haughty world disdains; When he first took him from the throng, To make him hear and loose his tongue. 3 The cure the Saviour on him wrought, Was not as carnal reason taught; To cure this man the Saviour made, No boast or shew, or great parade. 4 His Ephphatha, his sigh and look, Through all the pow'rs of darkness broke; It burst, and loosed Satan's chain, The man could hear and speak again. 5 Are we not also deaf and dumb, And wretched creatures from the womb; We cannot speak the Saviour's praise, Until we feel his work of grace. 6 When we are taken from the crowd, And with his light and grace endow'd; Then by experience we shall know, Jesus, that great Physician too. 7 Then of his wonders we can tell, And testify that all is well; The pow'r of Jesus does appear, The dumb they speak, the deaf they hear. Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Scripture: Mark 7:31-37 Languages: English

According to thy promis'd grace

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.CXIX.Zain (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 49 According to thy promis'd grace, Thy favour, Lord, extend; Make good to me the word on which Thy servant's hopes depend. 50 That only comfort in distress Did all my griefs control; Thy word, when troubles hemm'd me round, Reviv'd my fainting soul. 51 Insulting foes did proudly mock, And all my hopes deride; Yet from thy law not all their scoffs Could make me turn aside. 52 Thy judgments then, of ancient date, I quickly call'd to mind, Till, ravish'd with such thoughts, my soul Did speedy comfort find. 53 Sometimes I stand amaz'd, like one With deadly horror struck, To think how all my sinful foes Have thy just laws forsook. 54 But I thy statutes and decrees My cheerful anthems made; Whilst through strange lands an desert wilds I like a pilgrim stray'd. 55 Thy name, that cheer'd my heart by day, Has fill'd my thoughts by night: I then resolv'd by thy just laws To guide my steps aright. 56 That peace of mind, which has my soul In deep distress sustain'd, By strict obedience to thy will I happily obtain'd. Scripture: Psalm 119:49-56 Languages: English

Admidst thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XXXVIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father’s chast'ning prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 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. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my Father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my pow'rs are whole: My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, And ev'ry sigh and every groan Is noticed by thine ear. 7 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. [8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die.] Topics: Guilt of Conscience and Relief Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English

Alas can such a wretch be sav'd

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CLXXX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Alas can such a wretch be sav'd, Such as I e'er have been; My life is unto vice enslav'd, And all I do is sin. 2 My covenant with God is broke, My claim to heav'n is gone And sin and guilt a heavy yoke, Bear all my comforts down. 3 Lord, were I driv'n from thy face, For e'er to take my flight Beyond the reach of pard'ning grace: Thy judgments would be right. 4 Not men nor Angels can relieve, My mind with guilt oppress'd; Not heav'n itself relief can give, Nor ease my troubles breast. 5 My case is bad, and still much more, Although distress'd I feel; I do not yet possess that pow'r That sanctifies my will. 6 I truly see my wants indeed; But yet I do not find, Such godly sorrow as I need: To work an humble mind. 7 But thou, my God, hast pow'r I know; Such graces to impart, That can create my mind anew And work a change of heart. Topics: Confession of Sin Languages: English

All faithful teachers well do know

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CXXI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 All faithful teachers well do know, Their cases shew them plain; In all what ever they can do, They are but feeble men. 2 It is the work of God alone, By which they are prepar'd; To such he makes his counsels known, Contained in his word. 3 By them the word of truth is taught: And all who will believe, From death unto that life is brought, Which Christ himself will give. 4 God's law is written in the mind, Not on the stone engrav'd; It makes the will to God resign'd, No more to sin enslav'd. 5 The letter of the law can kill, And sink the rebel low; But cannot change the stubborn will, Nor yet the mind renew. 6 The law like unto Moses' face, Does cast a fearful ray; But O! the glorious word of grace, Can drive our fears away. 7 O may such glory be reveal'd, And with influence shine; Till all our hearts be truly fill's With love and grace divine. Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Scripture: 2 Corinthians 3:4-9 Languages: English

All ye that love the Lord, rejoice

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.CXLIX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 All ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your songs be new; Amidst the church with cheerful voice His later wonders show. 2 The jews, the people of his grace, Shall their Redeemer sing; And Gentile nations join the praise, While Zion owns her King. 3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just; Whom sinners treat with scorn; The meek that lie despis'd in dust Salvation shall adorn. 4 Saints should be joyful in their king, Ev'n on a dying bed; And like the souls in glory sing; For God shall raise the dead. 5 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. 6 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear, Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends Who humbly lov'd him here. 7 Then shall they rule with iron-rod Nations that dar'd rebel; And join the sentence of their God On tyrants doom'd to hell. 8 The royal sinners, bound in chains, New triumph shall afford: Such honour for the saint remains: Praise ye and love the Lord. Topics: Praise God, all his Saints Scripture: Psalm 149 Languages: English

Among th'assemblies of the great

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.LXXXII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Among th'assemblies of the great A greater ruler takes his seat; The God of heav'n as Judge surveys Those gods on earth and all their ways. 2 Why will ye frame oppressive laws? Or why support th'unrighteous cause? When will ye once defend the poor, That foes may vex the saints no more? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know; Dark are the way in which they go; Their name of earthly gods is vain For they shall fall and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod; He is our Judge, and he our God. Topics: God the Supreme Governor Scripture: Psalm 82 Languages: English

Among the princes, earthly gods

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.LXXXVI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Among the princes, earthly gods, There’s none hath pow'r divine; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works like thine. 2 The nations thou hast made shall bring Their off'rings round thy throne; For thou alone dost wond'rous things, For thou art God alone. 3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet, Teach me thine heav’nly ways, And all my wand'ring thoughts unite In God my Father’s praise. 4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue Shall those sweet wonders tell, How by thy grace my sinking soul Rose from the deeps of hell. Topics: A general Song of Praise to God Scripture: Psalm 86 Languages: English

And must this body die

Author: Watts Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CCXXX (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And must this body die? This well-wrought frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms Shall but refine this flesh, Till thy triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, 'Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face, Look heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe. Lord to thy dying love; O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above. 6 Saviour, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, 'Till tunes of nobler sound we raise, With our immortal tongues. Topics: Death and Burial At the interring of the corpse Languages: English

And will the God of grace

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.LXXXIII (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep? The God of Justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep! 2 Behold what cursèd snares The men of mischief spread; The men that hate thy saints and thee, Lift up their threat'ning head. 3 Against thy hidden ones, Their counsels they employ, And malice with her watchful eye, Pursues them to destroy. 4 "Come let us join, they cry, To root them from the ground, Till not the name of saints remain, Nor mem'ry shall be found." 5 Awake, almighty God, And call thy wrath to mind; Give them like forests to the fire, Or stubble to the wind. 6 Convince their madness, Lord, And make them seek thy name; Or else their stubborn rage confound, That they may die in shame. 7 Then shall the nations know Thy glorious dreadful word, Jehovah is thy name alone, And thou the sov'reign Lord. Topics: A complaint against Persecutors Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English

Approach dear youth unto the Lord

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #CXCVII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Approach dear youth unto the Lord, To hear and learn his holy word: That sacred word, which God has giv'n, That word which shew the way to heav'n. 2 Attend and hear, O! precious youth, O! hear and learn the word of truth, O! learn to fear and love your God, Who sav'd you with the Saviour's blood. 3 Pray that the Lord may govern you, In all you wish, think, say or do; And let it be your care and aim, To glorify his holy Name. 4 Youth is the choicest time we know, That God affords to men below. Improve the time, O pray be wise, Secure the great and heav'nly prize. 5 Look on us Lord, assembled here, With light and life, and love draw near. Afford us grace, with one accord, To hear and understand thy word. 6 Grant us thy Holy Spirit's aid, To grow in thee, our living hear, Let all thy graces be appli'd, Till we be truly sanctifi'd. Topics: Of Catechising or School Languages: English

Are all the foes of Zion fools

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.LIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Are all the foes of Zion fools, Who thus devour her saints? Do they not know her Saviour rules, And pities her complaints? 2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise; For God's revenging arm Shall crush the hand that dares arise, To do his children harm. 3 In vain the sons of Satan boast Of armies in array; When God has first despis'd their host, They fall an easy prey. 4 Oh for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore! The joyful saints thy praise shall sing, And Isr'el weep no more. Topics: Victory and Deliverance from Persecution Scripture: Psalm 53 Languages: English

Are sinners now so senseless grown

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XIV.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise; Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust; Great God, confound their pride. 4 O that the joyful day were come To finish our distress! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. Topics: The Folly of Persecutors Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English

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