2010: Contents of Emma Smith’s 1841 Latter-day Saints Hymnal

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A COLLECTION OF SACRED HYMNS

FOR THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER DAY SAINTS.

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SELECTED BY EMMA SMITH.

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NAUVOO, ILL:

PRINTED BY E. ROBINSON.

1841.

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COPY RIGHT SECURED.

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PREFACE.

In order to sing with the Spirit, and with the understanding, it is necessary that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints should have a collection of “SACRED HYMNS,” adapted to their faith and belief in the gospel, and, as far as can be, holding forth the promises made to the fathers who died in the precious faith of a glorious resurrection, and a thousand years’ reign on earth with the Son of Man in his glory.  Notwithstanding the church, as it were, is still in its infancy, yet, as the song of the righteous is a prayer unto God, it is sincerely hoped that the following collection, selected with an eye single to his glory, may answer every purpose till more are composed, or till we are blessed with a copious variety of the songs of Zion.

PUBLIC WORSHIP 1 – 119
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL 120 – 130
SECOND COMING OF CHRIST 131 – 148
GATHERING OF ISRAEL 149 – 157
BAPTISMAL 158 – 177
SACRAMENTAL 178 – 192
MORNING 193 – 199
EVENING 200 – 205
FUNERAL 206 – 224
RESURRECTION 225 – 230
FAREWELL 231 – 237
MISCELLANEOUS 238 – 302
DOXOLOGIES 303 – 304

[Typist’s notes: There were some pages missing, but I was able to tell which hymns were supposed to be there.  I got the lyrics for hymn no. 128 from the 1845 hymnal, and also the first two verses of hymn no. 129 (sans the last line of the second verse).  I got the first letters that were missing on each line of the words on a couple verses of hymn 127 from the 1843 LDS hymnal.  I got the third verse of hymn no. 127 (sans the first few words of each line) from the following website:

http://website.lineone.net/~gsward/pages/sslinn.html%5D

SACRED HYMNS.

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PUBLIC WORSHIP.

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Hymn 1 / LM / Elias Smith, and Abner Jones (Methodist Camp-Meeting 1805 Collection, Hymns Original and Selected for the Use of Christians; Quintessential Latter-day Saint Hymn)

1. Know then that ev’ry soul is free,

To choose his life and what he’ll be;

For this eternal truth is given,

That God will force no man to heaven.

2. He’ll call, persuade, direct him right

Bless him with wisdom, love, and light,

In nameless ways be good and kind;

But never force the human mind.

3. Freedom and reason make us men:

Take these away, what are we then?

Mere animals, and just as well,

The beast may think of heaven or hell.

4. May we no more our pow’rs abuse,

But ways of truth and goodness choose;

Our God is pleased when we improve

His grace, and seek his perfect love.

5. It’s my free will for to believe:

‘Tis God’s free will me to receive:

To stubborn willers this I’ll tell,

It’s all free grace, and all free will.

6. Those that despise, grow harder still;

Those that adhere, he turns their will:

And thus despisers sink to hell,

While those that hear in glory dwell.

7. But if we take the downward road,

And make in hell our last abode;

Our God is clear, and we shall know,

We’ve plunged ourselves in endless wo.

 

Hymn 2 / PM / John Newton (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God!

He whose word cannot be broken,

Chose thee for his own abode;

2. On the Rock of Enoch founded;

What can shake thy sure repose?

With salvation’s wall surrounded,

Thou may’st smile on all thy foes.

3. See the stream of living waters,

Springing from celestial love,

Well supply thy sons and daughters,

And all fear of drouth remove:

4. Who can faint, while such a river

Ever flows their thirst t’assuage?

Grace which like the Lord, the giver,

Never fails from age to age.

5. Round each habitation hov’ring,

See the cloud and fire appear!

For a glory and a cov’ring,

Showing that the Lord is near:

6. Thus deriving from their banner,

Light by night and shade by day;

Sweetly they enjoy the Spirit,

Which he gives them when they pray.

7. Blessed inhabitants of Zion,

Purchased with the Savior’s blood!

Jesus whom their souls rely on,

Makes them kings and priests to God.

8. While in love his people raises,

With himself to reign as kings;

All, as priests, his solemn praises,

Each for a thank-offering brings.

9. Savior, since of Zion’s city

I through grace a member am;

Though the world despise and pity,

I will glory in thy name.

10. Fading are all worldly treasures,

With their boasted pomp and show!

Heav’nly joys and lasting pleasures

None but Zion’s children know.

 

Hymn 3 / LM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. The time is nigh, that happy time,

That great, expected, blessed day,

When countless thousands of our race

Shall dwell with Christ, and him obey.

2. The prophecies must be fulfilled

Though earth and hell should dare oppose;

The stone out of the mountain cut,

Though unobserved, a kingdom grows.

3. Soon shall the blended image fall,

Brass, silver, iron, gold and clay;

And superstition’s dreadful reign

To light and liberty give way.

4. In one sweet symphony of praise,

The Jews and Gentiles will unite;

And infidelity o’ercome,

Return again to endless night.

5. From east to west, from north to south,

The Savior’s kingdom shall extend,

And ev’ry man in ev’ry place,

Shall meet a brother and a friend.

 

Hymn 4 / SM / adapt. W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. See all creation join

To praise th’eternal God;

The heavenly hosts begin the song,

And sound his name abroad.

2. The sun with golden beams,

And moon with silver rays;

The starry lights, and twinkling flames;

Shine to their Maker’s praise,

3. He built those worlds above,

And fixed their wondrous frame;

By his command they stand or move,

And always speak his name.

4. The fleecy clouds that rise,

Or falling show’rs, or snow;

The thunders rolling round the skies,

His pow’r and glory show.

5. The broad expanse on high,

With all the heav’ns afford;

The crinkling fire that streaks the sky,

Unite to praise the Lord.

Chorus.

By all that shines above

His glory is expressed;

But Saints that know his endless love,

Should sing his praises best.

Hymn 5 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS)

1. O happy souls who pray

Where God appoints to hear!

O happy saints who pay

Their constant service there!

We praise him still;

And happy we;

We love the way

To Zion’s hill.

2. No burning heats by day,

Nor blasts of ev’ning air,

Shall take our health away,

If God be with us there:

He is our sun,

And he our shade,

To guide the head

By night or noon.

3. God is the only Lord,

Our shield and our defence;

With gifts his hand is stored:

We draw our blessings thence.

He will bestow

On Jacob’s race,

Peculiar grace,

And glory too.

 

Hymn 6 / PM / Anna L. Barbauld (Evangelical and Reformed; in A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 1837; and in The Christian Hymn Book: a compilation of psalms, hymns and spiritual songs, Alexander Campbell 1866)

1. Praise to God, immortal praise,

For the love that crowns our days;

Bount’ous source of ev’ry joy,

Let thy praise our tongues employ;

2. For the blessings of the field,

For the stores the gardens yield,

For the vine’s exalted juice,

For the gen’rous olive’s use;

3. Flocks that whiten all the plain,

Yellow sheaves of ripened grain,

Clouds that drop their fat’ning dews,

Suns that temp’rate warmth diffuse;

4. All that springs with bount’ous hand

Scatters o’er the smiling land;

All that lib’ral autumn pours

From her rich o’erflowing stores;

5. Thanks to thee our God we owe;

Source from whence all blessings flow!

And for these our souls shall raise

Grateful vows and solemn praise.


Hymn 7 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Ere long the vail will rend in twain,

The King descend with all his train;

The earth shall shake with awful fright,

And all creation feel his might.

2. The trump of God, it long shall sound,

And raise the nations under ground:

Throughout the vast domains of heav’n

The voice echoes, the sound is given.

3. Lift up your heads ye Saints in peace,

The Savior comes for your release;

The day of the redeemed has come,

The saints shall all be welcomed home.

4. Behold the church, it soars on high,

To meet the saints amid the sky;

To hail the King in clouds of fire,

And strike and tune th’immortal lyre.

5. Hosanna now the trump shall sound,

Proclaim the joys of heav’n around,

When all the saints together join,

In songs of love, and all divine.

6. With Enoch here we all shall meet,

And worship at Messiah’s feet,

Unite our hands and hearts in love,

And reign on thrones with Christ above.

7. The city that was seen of old

Whose walls were jasper, and streets gold,

We’ll now inherit throned in might:

The Father and the Son’s delight.

8. Celestial crowns we shall receive,

And glories great our God shall give,

While loud hosannas we’ll proclaim,

And sound aloud our Savior’s name.

9. Our hearts and tongues all joined in one,

A loud hosanna to proclaim,

While all the heav’ns shall shout again,

And all creation say, Amen.

 

Hymn 8 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. To him that made the world,

The sun the moon and stars,

And all that in them is,

With days, and months and years;

To him that died

That we might live,

Our thanks and songs

We freely give.

2. Our hope in things to come,

The Spirit’s quick’ning pow’r,

Should turn our hearts to him,

Where heav’nly blessings are:

That we may sing

Of things above;

And always know,

That God is love.

3. When he comes down in heav’n,

And earth again is blest,

Then all the heirs of him,

Will find the promised rest.

With all the just,

Then they may sing,

God is with us

And we with him.


Hymn 9 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Come all ye saints, who dwell on earth,

Your cheerful voices raise,

Our great Redeemer’s love to sing,

And celebrate his praise.

2. His love is great, he died for us,

Shall we ungrateful be?

Since he has marked a road to bliss,

And said, Come follow me.

3. The strait and narrow way we’ve found,

Then let us travel on,

‘Till we in the celestial world,

Shall meet where Christ is gone.

4. And there we’ll join the heav’nly choir,

And sing his praise above;

While endless ages roll around,

Perfected by his love.


Hymn 10 / CM / Eliza R. Snow (LDS; formerly Baptist and Campbellite/Disciples of Christ)

1. Great is the Lord: ’tis good to praise

His high and holy name:

Well may the saints in latter days

His wond’rous love proclaim.

2. To praise him let us all engage,

That unto us is giv’n:

To live in this momentous age,

And share the light of heav’n.

3. We’ll praise him for our happy lot,

On this much favored land;

Where truth and right’ousness are taught,

By his divine command.

4. We’ll praise him for more glorious things,

Than language can express,

The “everlasting gospel” brings,

The humble souls to bless.

5. The Comforter is sent again,

His pow’r the church attends;

And with the faithful will remain

‘Till Jesus Christ descends.

6. We’ll praise him for a prophet’s voice,

His people’s steps to guide;

In this we do and will rejoice,

Tho’ all the world deride.

7. Praise him, the time, the chosen time,

To favor Zion’s come:

And all the saints, from ev’ry clime,

Will soon be gathered home.

8. The op’ning seals announce the day,

By prophets long declared;

When all in one triumphant lay,

Will join to praise the Lord.


Hymn 11 / CM / Eliza R. Snow (LDS; formerly Baptist and Campbellite/Disciples of Christ)

1. The glorious day is rolling on—

All glory to the Lord!

When fair as at creation’s dawn

The earth will be restored.

2. A perfect harvest then will crown

The renovated soil;

And rich abundance drop around,

Without corroding toil:

3. For in its own primeval bloom,

Will nature smile again;

And blossoms streaming with perfume,

Adorn the verdant plain.

4. The saints will then, with pure delight,

Possess the holy land;

And walk with Jesus Christ in white,

And in his presence stand.

5. What glorious prospects! can we claim

These hopes, and call them ours?

Yes, if through faith in Jesus’ name,

We conquer Satan’s pow’rs.

6. If we, like Jesus bear the cross—

Like him despise the shame;

And count all earthly things but dross,

For his most holy name.

7. Then while the pow’rs of darkness rage,

With glory in our view,

In Jesus’ strength let us engage,

To press to Zion too.

8. For Zion will like Eden bloom;

And Jesus come to reign—

The saints immortal from the tomb,

With angels meet again.


Hymn 12 / CM / Samuel Medley (English Baptist Pastor Converted by Isaac Watts;
1. Mortals, awake! with angels join,

And chant the solemn lay;

Love, joy, and gratitude combine

To hail th’ auspicious day.

2. In heav’n the rapt’rous song began,

And sweet seraphic fire

Through all the shining legions ran,

And swept the sounding lyre.

3. The theme, the song, the joy was new

To each angelic tongue;

Swift through the realms of light it flew,

And loud the echo rung.

4. Down through the portals of the sky

The pealing anthem ran,

And angels flew, with eager joy,

To bear the news to man.

5. Hark! the cherubic armies shout,

And glory leads the song,

Peace and salvation swell the note

Of all the heav’nly throng,

6. With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,

“Glory to God on high;

Good will and peace are now complete

Jesus was born to die!”

7. Hail, Prince of Life, forever hail!

Redeemer, brother, friend!

Though earth, and time, and life should fail,

Thy praise shall never end.

Hymn 13 / PM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Christian Lyre 1860)

1. How pleased and blest was I,

To hear the people cry,

“Come let us seek our God to-day!”

Yes, with a cheerful zeal,

We’ll haste to Zion’s hill,

And there our vows and honors pay.

2. Zion, thrice happy place,

Adorned with wond’rous grace,

And walls of strength embrace thee round!

In thee our tribes appear,

To pray, and praise, and hear

The sacred gospel’s joyful sound.

3. There David’s greater Son

Has fixed his royal throne;

He sits for grace and judgment there:

He bids the saint be glad,

He makes the sinner sad,

And humble souls rejoice with fear.

4. May peace attend thy gate,

And joy within thee wait,

To bless the soul of ev’ry guest:

The man that seeks thy peace,

And wishes thine increase,

A thousand blessings on him rest!

5. My tongue repeats her vows,

“Peace to this sacred house!

For here my friends and kindred dwell:”

And since my glorious God

Makes thee his blest abode,

My soul shall ever love thee well.


Hymn 14 / LM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Harmonist, Containing a Collection of Tunes 1833)

1. Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh,

‘Tis God invites the fallen race;

Mercy and free salvation buy,

Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace.

2. Come to the living waters, come!

Sinners obey your Maker’s call;

“Return, ye weary wand’rer’s home,

And find my grace is free for all.”

3. See from the rock a fountain rise;

To you in healing streams it rolls;

Money ye need not bring, nor price,

Ye lab’ring, burdened, sin-sick souls.

4. Nothing ye in exchange shall give,

Leave all you have, and are, behind;

Frankly the gift of God receive,

Pardon and peace in Jesus find.

5. “Why seek ye that which is not bread,

Nor can your hungry souls sustain?

On ashes, husks, and air ye feed,

Ye spend your little all in vain.

6. “In search of empty joys below,

Ye toil with unavailing strife:

Whither, ah! whither would ye go?

I have the words of endless life.

7. “Hearken to me with earnest care,

And freely eat substantial food;

The sweetness of my mercy share;

And taste that I alone am good.

8. “I bid you all my goodness prove,

My promises for all are free:

Come, taste the manna of my love,

And let your souls delight in me.

9. “Your willing ear and heart incline,

My words believingly receive;

Quickened your souls by faith divine,

An everlasting life shall live.”


Hymn 15 / 8’s & 6’s / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in
Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church 1838)

1. Be it my only wisdom here,

To serve the Lord with filial fear,

With loving gratitude;

Superior sense may I display,

By shunning ev’ry evil way,

And walking in the good.

2. O may I still from sin depart,

A wise and understanding heart,

Jesus to me be given;

And let me through thy Spirit know,

To glorify my God below,

And find my way to heaven.


Hymn 16 / SM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in   Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Come, ye that love the Lord,

And let your joys be known;

Join in a song with sweet accord,

While ye surround his throne:

Let those refuse to sing,

Who never knew our God;

But servants of the Heav’nly King

May speak their joys abroad.

2. The God that rules on high,

That all the earth surveys,

That rides upon the stormy sky,

And calms the roaring seas;

This mighty God is ours,

Our Father and our Love;

He will send down his heav’nly pow’rs,

To carry us above.

3. There we shall see his face,

And never, never sin;

There, from the rivers of his grace,

Drink endless pleasures in:

Yea, and before we rise

To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss

Should constant joys create.

4. The men of grace have found

Glory begun below:

Celestial fruit on earthly ground

From faith and hope may grow:

Then let our songs abound,

And ev’ry tear be dry;

We’re marching thro’ Immanuel’s ground

To fairer worlds on high.


Hymn 17 / LM / We Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship 1830)

1. Happy the man that finds the grace,

The blessings of God’s chosen race,

The wisdom coming from above,

The faith that sweetly works by love.

2. Happy beyond description he

Who knows “The Savior died for me”

The gift unspeakable obtains,

And heav’nly understanding gains.

3. Wisdom divine! Who tells the price

Of Wisdom’s costly merchandise?

Wisdom to silver we prefer,

And gold is dross compared to her.

4. Her hands are filled with length of days,

True riches and immortal praise;

Riches of Christ, on all bestowed,

And honor that descends from God.

5. To purest joys she all invites,

Chaste, holy, spiritual delights;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,

And all her flow’ry paths are peace.

6. Happy the man who wisdom gains;

Thrice happy who his guest retains!

He owns, and shall for ever own,

Wisdom, and Christ, and Heav’n are one.

Hymn 18 / LM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807)

1. Jesus from whom all blessings flow,

Great Builder of thy church below;

If now thy spirit moves my breast,

Hear, and fulfill thine own request!

2. The few that truly call thee Lord,

And wait thy sanctifying word,

And thee their utmost Savior own:

Unite and perfect them in one.

3. O let them all thy mind express,

Stand forth thy chosen witnesses:

Thy pow’r unto salvation show,

And perfect holiness below.

4. In them let all mankind behold,

How Christians lived in days of old:

Mighty their envious foes to move;

A proverb of reproach—and love.

5. Call them into thy wond’rous light,

Worthy to walk with thee in white!

Make up thy jewels Lord, and show

The glorious, spotless church below.

6. From ev’ry sinful wrinkle free,

Redeemed from all iniquity,

The fellowship of saints make known,

And, O my God, might I be one!

7. O might my lot be cast with these;

The least of Jesus witnesses:

O that my Lord would count me meet

To wash his dear disciples’ feet!

8. This only thing do I require:

Thou know’st ’tis all my heart’s desire,

Freely what I receive, to give,

The servant of thy church to live.

9. Tell me, or thou shalt never go,

Thy pray’r is heard; it shall be so!”

The word hath passed thy lips, and I,

Shall with thy people live and die.

Hymn 19 / 4-6’s & 2-8’s / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807)

1. Let earth and heav’n agree,

Angels and men be joined,

To celebrate with me

The Savior of mankind!

T’adore the all-atoning Lamb,

And bless the sound of Jesus’ name.

2. Jesus, transporting sound!

The joy of earth and heav’n;

No other help is found,

No other name is given,

By which we can salvation have;

But Jesus came the world to save.

3. Jesus, harmonious name!

It charms the hosts above;

They evermore proclaim,

And wonder at his love;

‘Tis all their happiness to gaze:

‘Tis heav’n to see our Jesus’ face.

4. His name the sinner hears,

And is from sin set free:

‘Tis music in his ears,

‘Tis life and victory;

New songs do now his lips employ,

And dances his glad heart for joy.

5. Stung by the scorpion—sin,

My poor expiring soul

The balmy sound drinks in,

And is at once made whole:

See there my Lord upon the tree!

I hear, I feel, he died for me.

6. O unexampled love!

O all-redeeming grace!

How swiftly didst thou move

To save a fallen race!

What shall I do to make it known

What thou for all mankind hast done?

7. O for a trumpet voice,

On all the world to call!

To bid their hearts rejoice

In him who died for all!

For all my Lord was crucified:

For all, for all, my Savior died!

Hymn 20 / CM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807)

1. Jesus, thou all-redeeming Lord,

Thy blessing we implore;

Open the door to preach thy word,

The great effectual door.

2. Gather the outcasts in, and save

From sin and Satan’s power;

And let them now acceptance have;

And know their gracious hour.

3. Lover of souls! thou know’st to prize

What thou hast bought so dear;

Come then, and in thy people’s eyes

With all thy wounds appear.

Hymn 21 / PM / Christian Hymnal, 1815

1. O Jesus! the giver

Of all we enjoy,

Our lives to thy honor

We wish to employ;

With praises unceasing

We’ll sing of thy name,

Thy goodness increasing,

Thy love we’ll proclaim.

2. With joy we remember,

The dawn of that day,

When cold as December,

In darkness we lay:

The sweet invitation

We heard with surprise,

And witnessed salvation

To flow from the skies.

3. The wonderful name

Of our Jesus we’ll sing,

And publish the fame

Of our Captain and King:

With sweet exultation

His goodness we prove,

His name is salvation,

His nature is love.

4. We now are enlisted

In Jesus’ blessed cause,

Divinely assisted,

To conquer our foes;

His grace will support us

‘Till conflicts are o’er,

He then will escort us

To Zion’s bright shore.

Hymn 22 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. The morning breaks, the shadows flee,

Lo! Zion’s standard is unfurled!

The dawning of a brighter day

Majestic rises on the world.

2. The clouds of error disappear

Before the rays of truth divine—

The glory bursting from afar,

Wide o’er the nations soon will shine.

3. The Gentile fullness now comes in,

And Israel’s blessings are at hand:

Lo! Judah’s remnant, cleansed from sin,

Shall in their promised Canaan stand.

4. Jehovah speaks! let earth give ear,

And Gentile nations turn and live—

His mighty arm is making bare

His cov’nant people to receive.

5. Angels from heav’n and truth from earth

Have met, and both have record borne:

Thus Zion’s light is bursting forth,

To bring her ransomed children home.

Hymn 23 / 7’s / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in A Selection of Hymns … Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808)

1. Who are these arrayed in white,

Brighter than the noon-day sun?

Foremost of the sons of light;

Nearest the eternal throne?

These are they who bore the cross,

Nobly for their Master stood;

Suff’rers in his righteous cause,

Follow’rs of the dying God.

2. Out of great distress they came,

Washed their robes by faith below,

In the blood of yonder Lamb,

Blood that washes white as snow:

Therefore are they next the throne,

Serve their Maker day and night:

God resides among his own,

God doth in his saints delight.

3. More than conquerors at last,

Here they find their trials o’er;

They have all their suff’rings past,

Hunger now and thirst no more:

No excessive heat they feel

From the sun’s directer ray;

In a milder clime they dwell,

Region of eternal day.

4. He who on the throne doth reign,

Them the Lamb shall always feed,

With the tree of life sustain,

To the living fountains lead;

He shall all their sorrows chase,

All their wants at once remove,

Wipe the tears from every face,

Fill up ev’ry soul with love.

Hymn 24 / 6-8’s / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Zion Songster: a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, generally sung at camp and prayer meetings, and in revivals of religion 1834)

1. When Israel out of Egypt came,

And left the proud oppressor’s land,

Supported by the great I AM,

Safe in the hollow of his hand,

The Lord in Israel reigned alone,

And Judah was his favorite throne.

2. The sea beheld his power, and fled,

Disparted by the wond’rous rod;

Jordan ran backward to its head,

And Sinai felt the incumbent God;

The mountains skipped like frighted rams

The hills leaped after them as lambs!

3. What ailed thee, O thou trembling sea?

What horror turned the river back?

Was nature’s God displeased with thee?

And why should hills or mountains shake?

Ye mountains huge that skipped like rams?

Ye hills, that leaped as frighted lambs?

4. Earth! tremble on, with all thy sons,

In presence of thy awful Lord,

Whose pow’r inverted nature owns,

His only law, his sov’reign word:

He shakes the centre with his rod,

And heav’n bows down to Jacob’s God.

5. Creation, varied by his hand,

The omnipotent Jehovah knows;

The sea is turned to solid land,

The rock in to a fountain flows;

And all things, as they change, proclaim,

The Lord eternally the same.

Hymn 25 / 6-8’s / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in       Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell 1832)

1. I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath;

And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers;

My days of praise shall ne’er be past,

While life, and thought, and being last,

Or immortality endures.

2. Happy the man whose hopes rely

On Israel’s God: he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train;

His truth forever stands secure;

He saves the opprest, he feeds the poor

And none shall find his promise vain.

3. The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind;

The Lord supports the fainting mind;

He sends the laboring conscience peace;

He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release.

4. I’ll praise him while he lends me breath,

And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers;

My days of praise shall ne’er be past,

While life, and thought and being last,

Or immortality endures.

Hymn 26 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in the Universalist Hymnbook 1843)

1. Praise ye the Lord! ’tis good to raise

Your hearts and voices in his praise:

His nature and his works invite

To make this duty our delight.

2. He formed the stars, those heav’nly flames;

He counts their numbers, calls their names;

His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound,

A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.

3. Sing to the Lord; exalt him high,

Who spreads his clouds along the sky:

There he prepares the fruitful rain,

For lets the drops descend in vain.

4. He makes the grass the hills adorn,

And clothes the smiling fields with corn:

The beasts with food his hands supply,

And the young ravens when they cry.

5. And saints are lovely in his sight,

He views his children with delight;

He sees their hope, he knows their fear,

And looks and loves his image there.

Hymn 27 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808 and in    Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones­) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Father, how wide thy glory shines!

How high thy wonders rise!

Known through the earth by thousand signs,

By thousands through the skies.

2. Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow’r;

Their motions speak thy skill;

And on the wings of every hour

We read thy patience still.

3. Part of thy name divinely stands

On all thy creatures writ;

They show the labor of thy hands,

Or impress of thy feet.

4. But when we view thy strange design

To save rebellious worms,

Where vengeance and compassion join

In their divinest forms;

5. Here the whole Deity is known,

Nor dares a creature guess

Which of the glories brightest shone,

The justice, or the grace.

6. Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heav’nly plains;

Bright seraphs learn Immanuel’s name,

And try their choicest strains.

7. O! may I bear some humble part

In that immortal song:

Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,

And love command my tongue.

Hymn 28 / CM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807)

1. Shepherd Divine, our wants relieve,

In this our evil day;

To all thy tempted followers give

The power to watch and pray.

2. Long as our fiery trials last,

Long as the cross we bear,

O let our souls on thee be cast

In never-ceasing prayer.

3. The spirit of interceding grace,

Give us in faith to claim;

To wrestle till we see thy face,

And know thy hidden name.

4. ‘Till thou thy perfect love impart,

‘Till thou thyself bestow,

Be this the cry of ev’ry heart,

“I will not let thee go.

5. “I will not let thee go, unless

Thou tell thy name to me;

With all thy great salvation bless,

And make me all like thee.”

Hymn 29 / SM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Christian Hymn Book: a compilation of psalms, hymns and spiritual songs, Alexander Campbell 1866)

1. Hark, how the watchmen cry,

Attend the trumpet’s sound;

Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh,

The powers of hell surround:

Who bow to Christ’s command,

Your arms and hearts prepare;

The day of battle is at hand,

Go forth to glorious war.

2. Only have faith in God;

In faith your foes assail;

Not wrestling against flesh and blood,

But all the powers of hell:

From thrones of glory driven,

By flaming vengeance hurled,

They throng the air, and darken heav’n,

And rule the lower world.

Hymn 30 / 6-7’s / Rowland Hill (Anglican; in Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of the Poor, 1774; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Ye, who in his courts are found

List’ning to the joyful sound,

Lost and helpless as ye are,

Sons of sorrow, sin, and care,

Glorify the King of Kings,

Take the peace the gospel brings.

2. Jesus for the sinner dies!

View the wondrous sacrifice;

See in Him your sins forgiv’n,

Pardon, holiness, and heav’n:

Glorify the King of Kings,

Take the peace the gospel brings.

Hymn 31 / LM / Wesley, Charles (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in The Universalaists’ Hymn Book: a New Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies 1821; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones 1833)

1. O Thou, to whose all-searching sight

The darkness shineth as the light,

Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee;

O burst these bonds, and set it free.

2. Wash out its stains, refine its dross,

Nail my affections to the cross;

Hallow each thought; let all within

Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean.

3. If in this darksome wild I stray,

Be thou my Light, be thou my Way;

No foes, no violence I fear,

No fraud, while thou, my God, art near.

4. When rising floods my soul o’erflow,

When sinks my heart in waves of woe,

Jesus, thy timely aid impart,

And raise my head, and cheer my heart.

5. Savior, where’er thy steps I see,

Dauntless, untired, I follow thee;

O let thy hand support me still,

And lead me to thy holy hill.

6. If rough and thorny be the way,

My strength proportion to my day;

Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease,

Where all is calm, and joy, and peace.

Hymn 32 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in   Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832)

1. From all that dwell below the skies,

Let the Creator’s praise arise;

Let the Redeemer’s name be sung,

Through every land, by every tongue.

2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,

Eternal truth attends thy word;

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore

Till suns shall rise and set no more.

Hymn 33 / SM / William Hammond (Moravian Brethren; in  Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in The Songs of Zion: or, the Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists, 1822; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Awake, and sing the song

Of Moses and the Lamb;

Wake ev’ry heart and every tongue,

To praise the Savior’s name.

2. Sing of his dying love,

Sing of his rising power;

Sing how he intercedes above

For those whose sins he bore.

3. Sing, till we feel the heart

Ascending with the tongue;

Let every meaner joy depart,

And grace inspire the song.

4. Sing on your heavenly way,

Ye ransomed sinners, sing;

Sing on, rejoicing every day

In Christ, the eternal King.

Hymn 34 / LM / Isaac Watts, Altered by Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807)

1. Before Jehovah’s awful throne,

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy:

Know that the Lord is God alone,

He can create, and he destroy.

2. His sov’reign power, without our aid,

Made us of clay, and formed us men;

And, when like wand’ring sheep we strayed,

He brought us to his fold again.

3. We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,

High as the heav’ns our voices raise;

And earth with her ten thousand tongues,

Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.

4. Wide as the world is thy command,

Vast as eternity thy love:

Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,

When rolling years shall cease to move.

Hymn 35 / SM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards;     NOT IN Methodist Hymn Books; NOT IN Campbellite Hymns; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; in A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 1837)

1. Come, sound his praise abroad,

And hymns of glory sing;

Jehovah is the sov’reign God,

The universal King.

2. He formed the deeps unknown,

He gave the seas their bound;

The watery worlds are all his own,

And all the solid ground.

3. Come, worship at his throne,

Come, bow before the Lord;

We are his work, and not our own;

He formed us by his word,

4. To-day attend his voice,

Nor dare provoke his rod;

Come, like the people of his choice,

And own your gracious God.

5. But if your ears refuse

The language of his grace,

And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews,

That unbelieving race:

6. The Lord, in vengeance drest,

Will lift his hand and swear,

You who despise my promised rest

Shall have no portion there.

Hymn 36 / 7’s / William Hammond (Moravian Brethren; Not in Campbellite or Universalist Hymnbooks; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Lord, we come before thee now,

At thy feet we humbly bow;

O! do not our suit disdain;

Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?

2. In thine own appointed way

Now we seek thee—here we stay;

Lord, from hence we would not go,

Till a blessing thou bestow.

3. Send some message from thy word,

That may joy and peace afford;

Comfort those who weep and mourn,

Let “the time of love” return.

4. Grant we all may seek, and find,

Thee our gracious God, and kind;

Heal the sick, the captive free,

Let us all rejoice in thee.

Hymn 37 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831)

1. Kingdoms and thrones to God belong,

Crown him ye nations, in your song;

His wondrous names and pow’rs rehearse,

His honors shall enrich your verse.

2. He shakes the heav’ns with loud alarms;

How terrible is God in arms!

In Isr’el are his mercies known,

Isr’el is his peculiar throne.

3. Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest,

He’s your defence, your joy, your rest;

When terrors rise and nations faint,

God is the strength of ev’ry Saint.

Hymn 38 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NOT in Methodist Hymn Books; in Church Psalmody 1831; in Melodies of the Church (Abner Jones) 1832; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1833; in A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 1837)

1. How pleasant, how divinely fair,

O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!

With long desire my spirit faints

To meet th’ assemblies of thy Saints.

2. My flesh would rest in thine abode,

My panting heart cries out for God;

My God, my King, why should I be

So far from all my joys and thee?

3. Blest are the Saints who sit on high,

Around thy throne of majesty;

Thy brightest glories shine above,

And all their work is praise and love.

4. Blest are the souls that find a place

Within the temple of thy grace;

There they behold thy gentler rays,

And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.

5. Blest are the men whose hearts are set

To find the way to Zion’s gate;

God is their strength, and, through the road,

They lean upon their helper, God.

6. Cheerful they walk, with growing strength,

Till all shall meet in heav’n at length;

Till all before thy face appear,

And join in nobler worship there.

Hymn 39 / CM / Isaac Watts ( Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; Not in Campbellite Hymn books; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book. 1807; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808)

1. Come, Holy Spirit, heav’nly Dove,

With all thy quick’ning pow’rs;

Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.

2. Look how we grovel here below,

Fond of these earthly toys:

Our souls how heavily they go,

To reach eternal joys!

3. In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise;

Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.

4. Father, and shall we ever live,

At this poor dying rate?

Our love so faint, so cold to thee,

And thine to us so great?

5. Come, Holy Spirit, heav’nly Dove,

With all thy quick’ning pow’rs;

Come, shed abroad a Savior’s love,

And that shall kindle ours.

Hymn 40 / CM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; NOT in Campbellite hymn books; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817)

1. Sing to the great Jehovah’s praise;

All praise to him belongs;

Who kindly lengthens out our days,

Demand our choicest songs.

His providence hath brought us through

Another various year;

We all with vows and anthems new

Before our God appear.

2. Father, thy mercies past we own,

Thy still continued care;

To thee presenting, through thy Son,

Whate’er we have or are:

Our lips and lives shall gladly show

The wonders of thy love,

While on in Jesus’ steps we go

To seek thy face above.

3. Our residue of days or hours

Thine wholly thine shall be;

And all our consecrated pow’rs

A sacrifice to thee;

Till Jesus in the clouds appear

To Saints on earth forg’ven,

And bring the grand sabbatic year,

The jubilee of heav’n.

Hymn 41 / CM / Samuel Stennett (Baptist; in A Selection of Hymns from Various Authors, Designed as a Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1811; and in The Baptist Hymn Book 1825; in The New Hymn Book, Designed for Universalist Societies 1829; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; in        Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell 1834)

1. On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,

And cast a wishful eye,

To Canaan’s fair and happy land,

Where my possessions lie.

2. O the transporting rapt’rous scene,

That rises to my sight!

Sweet fields arrayed in living green,

And rivers of delight!

3. There gen’rous fruits that never fail,

On trees immortal grow:

There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales,

With milk and honey flow.

4. All o’er those wide extended plains,

Shines one eternal day:

There God the Son for ever reigns,

And scatters night away;

5. No chilling winds nor pois’nous breath,

Can reach that healthful shore;

Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,

Are felt and feared no more.

6. When shall I reach that happy place,

And be for ever blest?

When shall I see my Father’s face,

And in his bosom rest?

7. Filled with delight, my raptured soul,

Would here no longer stay!

Though Jordan’s waves around me roll,

Fearless I’d launch away.

8. There on those high and flow’ry plains,

Our spirits ne’er shall tire;

But in perpetual, joyful strains,

Redeeming love admire.

Hymn 42 / CM / Isaac Watts Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in A Selection of Hymns Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell 1834)

1. Let ev’ry mortal ear attend,

And ev’ry heart rejoice;

The trumpet of the gospel sounds

With an inviting voice.

2. Ho! all you hungry starving souls,

Who feed upon the wind,

And vainly strive with earthly toys

To fill an empty mind:

3. Eternal wisdom has prepared

A soul reviving feast,

And bids your longing appetites

The rich provision taste.

4. Ho! you that pant for living streams,

And pine away and die,

Here you may quench your raging thirst

With springs that never dry.

5. Rivers of love and mercy here

In a rich ocean join,

Salvation in abundance flows,

Like floods of milk and wine.

6. Great God! the treasures of thy love

Are everlasting mines,

Deep as our helpless mis’ries are,

And boundless as our sins.

7. The happy gates of gospel grace

Stand open night and day:

Lord we are come to seek supplies,

And drive our wants away.

Hymn 43 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Jehovah reigns—your tribute bring;

Proclaim the Lord, th’eternal King:

Crown him, ye saints, with holy joy,

His arm shall all your foes destroy.

2. Thou, Lord, ere yet the humble mind

Had formed to prayer the wish designed,

Hast heard the secret sigh arise,

While, swift to aid, thy mercies flies.

3. Thy Spirit shall our heart prepare;

Thine ear shall listen to our prayer:

Thou, righteous Judge! thou Power divine!

On thee the fatherless recline.

4. The Lord shall save th’ afflicted breast,

His arm shall vindicate th’ oppressed;

Earth’s mightiest tyrant feel his power,

Nor sin, nor Satan grieve them more.

Hymn 44 / LM / Joseph Addison (Anglican; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. The spacious firmament on high,

With all the blue ethereal sky,

And spangled heavens, a shining frame,

Their great Original proclaim.

2. Th’ unwearied sun, from day to day,

Does his Creator’s power display,

And publishes to every land

The work of an almighty hand.

3. Soon as the evening shades prevail,

The moon takes up the wondrous tale,

And nightly, to the list’ning earth,

Repeats to story of her birth;—

4. While all the stars that round her burn,

And all the planets, in their turn,

Confirm the tidings, as they roll,

And spread the truth from pole to pole.

5. What! though in solemn silence all

Move round this dark terrestrial ball—

What! though nor real voice, nor sound

Amid their radiant orbs be found—

6. In reason’s ear they all rejoice,

And utter forth a glorious voice:

Forever singing, as they shine,

“The hand that made us is Divine.”

Hymn 45 / LM / Philo Dibble (LDS, formerly Abolitionist Baptist)

1. The happy day has rolled on,

The glorious period now has come,

The Angel sure has come again,

To introduce Messiah’s reign.

2. The gospel trump again is heard,

The truth from darkness has appeared

The lands, which long in darkness lay

Have now beheld a glorious day.

3. The day by prophets long foretold;

The day which Abraham did behold;

The day that saints desired long,

When God his strange work would perform.

4. The day when saints again should hear

The voice of Jesus in their ear,

And angels who above do reign,

Come down to converse hold with men.

Hymn 46 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NOT in Campbellite hymnbooks; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Original, Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1792; and in The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Oh for a shout of sacred joy

To God, the sovereign king!

Let every land their tongues employ,

And hymns of triumph sing.

2. Jesus, our God, ascends on high;

His heav’nly guards around

Attend him rising through the sky,

With trumpet’s joyful sound.

3. While angels shout, and praise their king,

Let mortals learn their strains;

Let all the earth his honors sing;

O’er all the earth he reigns.

4. Speak of his praise with awe profound,

Let knowledge guide the song;

Nor mock him with a solemn sound

Upon a thoughtless tongue.

5. Loud be the shouts of sacred joy

To God the sov’reign king!

Let every land their tongues employ,

And hymns of triumph sing.

Hymn 47 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NOT in Campbellite hymnbooka; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Universalist Hymn Book 1843)

1. The praise of Zion waits for thee

Great God—and praise becomes thy house;

There shall thy saints thy glory see,

And there perform their public vows.

2. O thou, whose mercy bends the skies,

To save when humble sinners pray;—

All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,

And every yielding heart obey.

3. Soon shall the flocking nations run

To Zion’s hill—and own their Lord;

The rising and the setting sun

Shall see the Savior’s name adored.

Hymn 48 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. God in his earthly temple lays

Foundation for his heav’nly praise;

He likes the tents of Jacob well,

But still in Zion loves to dwell.

2. His mercy visits every house

That pay their night and morning vows;

But makes a more delightful stay,

Where churches meet to praise and pray.

3. What glories were described of old!

What wonders are of Zion told!

Thou city of our God below,

Thy fame shall all the nations know.

Hymn 49 / CM / Isaac Watts

1. Return, O God of love—return;

Earth is a tiresome place:

How long shall we, thy children, mourn

Our absence from thy face?

2. Let heaven succeed our painful years;

Let sin and sorrow cease;

And in proportion to our tears,

So make our joys increase.

3. Thy wonders to thy servants show,

Make thine own work complete;

Then shall our souls thy glory know,

And own thy love was great.

Hymn 50 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Sweet is the work, my God, my King,

To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing,

To show thy love by morning light,

And talk of all thy truth at night.

2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest—

No mortal care shall seize my breast;

O may my heart in tune be found,

Like David’s harp of solemn sound.

3. My heart shall triumph in my Lord,

And bless his works—and bless his word:

Thy works of grace—how bright they shine!

How deep thy counsels—how divine!

4. Sure, I shall share a glorious part,

When grace hath well refined my heart,

And fresh supplies of joy are shed,

Like holy oil, to cheer my head.

5. Then shall I see—and hear—and know

All I desired, or wished below;

And every power find sweet employ,

In that eternal world of joy.

Hymn 51 / CM / Joseph Addison (Anglican; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810)

1. How are thy servants blest! O Lord,

How sure is their defence!

Eternal wisdom is their guide,

Their help, omnipotence.

2. In foreign realms, and lands remote,

Supported by thy care,

Through burning climes they pass unhurt,

And breathe in tainted air.

3. When, by the dreadful tempest, borne

High on the broken wave,

They know thou art not slow to hear,

Nor impotent to save.

4. The storm is laid—the winds retire,

Obedient to thy will;

The sea, that roars at thy command,

At thy command is still.

5. In midst of danger, fear, and death,

Thy goodness we’ll adore;

We’ll praise thee for thy mercies past,

And humbly hope for more.

Hymn 52 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Not all the blood of beasts,

On Jewish altars slain,

Could give the guilty conscience peace,

Or wash away the stain.

2. But Christ, the Heavenly Lamb,

Bears all our sins away;

A sacrifice of nobler name,

And richer blood than they.

3. Believing, we rejoice

To see the curse remove;

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,

And sing his dying love.

Hymn 53 / CM / Isaac Watts

1. I love the Lord—he heard my cries,

And pitied every groan;

Long as I live, when troubles rise,

I’ll hasten to his throne.

2. I love the Lord—he heard my cries,

And chased my grief away:

O let my heart no more despair,

While I have breath to pray.

3. The Lord beheld me sore distressed,

He bade my pains remove;

Return, my soul, to God, thy rest,

For thou hast known his love.

Hymn 54 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Lord, thou hast searched and seen me thro’,

Thine eye commands with piercing view,

My rising and my resting hours,

My heart and flesh, with all their powers,

2. My thoughts, before they are my own

Are to my God distinctly known:

He knows the words I mean to speak,

Ere from my opening lips they break.

3. Within thy circling power I stand,

On every side I find thy hand:

Awake—asleep—at home—abroad,

I am surrounded still with God.

4. Amazing knowledge!—vast and great!

What large extent!—what lofty height!

My soul, with all the powers I boast,

Is in the boundless prospect lost.

5. O may these thoughts possess my breast,

Where’er I rove—where’er I rest;

Nor let my weaker passions dare

Consent to sin—for God is there.

Hymn 55 / CPM / John Ogilvie (Church of Scotland; In The Universalaists’ Hymn Book: a New Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies 1821)

1. Begin, my soul, th’ exalted lay,

Let each enraptured thought obey,

And praise th’ Almighty’s name:

Lo! heaven and earth, and seas and skies,

In one melodious concert rise,

To swell th’ inspiring theme.

2. Thou heav’n of heavens, his vast abode,

Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God;

Ye thunders, speak his power:

Lo! on the lightning’s fiery wing

In triumph walks th’ eternal King:

Th’ astonished worlds adore.

3. Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise,

To join the thunders of the skies,

Praise him, who bids you roll;—

His praise in softer notes declare,

Each whispering breeze of yielding air,

And breathe it to the soul.

4. Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing;

Ye feathered warblers of the spring,

Harmonious anthems raise

To him who shaped your finer mould,

Who tipped your glitt’rings wings with gold,

And tuned your voice to praise.

5. Let man, by nobler passions swayed,

Let man, in God’s own image made,

His breath in praise employ;

Spread wide his Maker’s name around,

Till heav’n shall echo back the sound,

In songs of holy joy.

Hymn 56 / CM / Joseph Addison (Anglican; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810)

1. When all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising soul surveys,

Transported with the view, I’m lost

In wonder, love, and praise.

2. Unnumbered comforts to my soul

Thy tender care bestowed,

Before my infant heart conceived

From whose those comforts flowed.

3. When in the slippery paths of youth

With heedless steps I ran,

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,

And led me up to man.

4. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts

My daily thanks employ;

Nor is the least a cheerful heart,

That tastes those gifts with joy.

5. Through every period of my life,

Thy goodness I’ll pursue;

And after death in distant worlds,

The glorious theme renew.

6. Through all eternity, to thee

A joyful song I’ll raise:

But oh! eternity’s too short

To utter all thy praise!

Hymn 57 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO Universalists; A FEW Presbyterians, in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Melodies of the Church (Alexander Campbell) 1832; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,

We wretched sinners lay,

Without one cheerful beam of hope,

Or spark of glimmering day!

2. With pitying eyes the prince of grace

Beheld our helpless grief:

He saw—and—oh amazing love!—

He came to our relief.

3. Down from the shining seats above

With joyful haste he fled,

Entered the grave in mortal flesh,

And dwelt among the dead.

4. Oh! for this love let rocks and hills

Their lasting silence break,

And all harmonious human tongues

The Savior’s praises speak.

5. Angels! assist our mighty joys,

Strike all your harps of gold;

But when you raise your highest notes,

His love can ne’er be told.

Hymn 58 / LM / Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist; NO Methodists; NO Campbellites; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 1837)

1., Thou, Lord, through ev’ry changing scene

Hast to the saints a refuge been;

Through every age, eternal God!

Their pleasing home—their safe abode.

2. In thee our fathers sought their rest,

And were with thy protection blest;

Behold their sons, a feeble race!

We come to fill our fathers’ place.

3. Through all the thorny paths we tread,

Ere we are numbered with the dead;

When friends desert—and foes invade,

Be thou our all-sufficient aid!

4. And when this pilgrimage is o’er,

And we must dwell on earth no more,

To thee, great God! may we ascend,

And find an everlasting Friend.

5. To thee our infant race we’ll leave;

Them may their fathers’ God receive;

That voices, ye unformed, may raise

Succeeding hymns of humble praise.

Hymn 59 / PM / Andrew Reed (Baptist?  In The Psalmody: a collection of hymns for public and social worship (Free-Will Baptists) 1853)

1. Hark—hark—the notes of joy,

Roll o’er the heav’nly plains!

And seraphs find employ,

For their sublimest strains.

Some new delight in heaven is known,

Loud ring the harps around the throne.

2. Hark—hark—the sounds draw nigh.

The joyful hosts descend;

Jesus forsakes the sky,

To earth his footsteps bend.

He comes to bless our fallen race.

He comes with messages of grace.

3. Bear—bear the tidings round,

Let ev’ry mortal know

What love in God is found,

What pity he can show.—

Ye winds that blow—ye waves that roll,

Bear the glad news from pole to pole!

4. Strike—strike the harps again,

To great Immanuel’s name;

Arise, ye sons of men,

And loud his grace proclaim.

Angels and men, wake ev’ry string,

‘Tis God the Savior’s praise we sing!

Hymn 60 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Original, Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1792; and in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book1807; and in    Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected (Alexander Campbell) 1850)

1. With joy we meditate the grace

Of our High Priest above;

His heart is made of tenderness,

His bowels melt with love.

2. Touched with a sympathy within,

He knows our feeble frame;

He knows what sore temptations mean,

For he has felt the same.

3. He, in the days of feeble flesh,

Poured out his cries and tears,

And in his measure feels afresh

What ev’ry member bears.

4. Then let our humble faith address

His mercy and his pow’r;

We shall obtain deliv’ring grace

In each distressing hour.

Hymn 61 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. The Savior lives, no more to die:

He lives, the Lord enthroned on high:

He lives, triumphant o’er the grave:

He lives, eternally to save!

2. He lives, to still his servants’ fears:

He lives, to wipe away their tears:

He lives, their mansions to prepare:

He lives, to bring them safely there!

3. Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears,

Dismiss your gloomy doubts and fears:

With cheerful hope your hearts revive,

For Christ, the Lord, is yet alive!

4. His saints he loves—and never leaves;

The contrite sinner he receives:

Abundant grace will he afford,

Till all are present with the Lord!

Hymn 62 / LM / Thomas Kelly (Congregationalist; the Charles Wesley of Ireland; No Universalists; no Campbellite; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns … Selected from Dr. Watts and Others, 1831; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Arise! arise!—with joy survey

The glory of the latter day:

Already is the dawn begun

Which marks at hand a rising sun!

2. ‘Behold the way!’ ye heralds cry:

Spare not—but lift your voices high:

Convey the sound from pole to pole,

‘Glad tidings,’ to the captive soul.

3. ‘Behold the way to Zion’s hill,

Where Israel’s God delights to dwell!

He fixes there his lofty throne,

And calls the sacred place his own.’

4. The north gives up—the south no more

Keeps back her consecrated store:

From east to west the message runs,

And either India yields her sons.

5. Auspicious dawn!—thy rising ray

With joy we view—and hail the day:

Great Sun of Righteousness! arise,

And fill the world with glad surprise.

Hymn 63 / CM / P Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist; in Psalms and Hymns, for Social and Private Worship 1822)

1. Hark! the glad sound! the Savior’s come!

The Savior promised long!

Let ev’ry heart prepare a throne,

And ev’ry voice a song.

2. On him the Spirit, largely poured,

Exerts his sacred fire;

Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,

His holy breast inspire.

3. He comes the pris’ners to release,

In Satan’s bondage held;

The gates of brass before him burst,

The iron fetters yield.

4. He comes, from thickest shades of night

To clear the inward sight,

And on the eyeballs of the blind

To pour celestial light.

5. He comes, the broken heart to bind,

The bleeding soul to cure;

And from the treasure of his grace

T’ enrich the humble poor.

6. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,

Thy welcome shall proclaim;

And heav’n’s eternal arches ring

With thy beloved name.

Hymn 64 / CM // James Franch; in Elliott’s Psalms and Hymns, 1835

1. Beyond the glitt’ring starry sky,

Which God’s right hand sustains,

There, in the boundless world of light,

Our great Redeemer reigns.

2. Legions of angels, strong and fair,

In countless armies shine,

At his right hand with golden harps,

To offer songs divine.

3. Hail, Prince! they cry, for ever hail!

Whose unexampled love

Moved thee to quit these blissful realms

And royalties above!

4. While from the sons of men on earth

He suffered rude disdain.

They threw their honors at his feet

And waited in his train.

5. Through all his travels here below

They did his steps attend;

Oft gazed, and wondered where at length

This scene of love would end.

6. They heard him in the garden groan,

And saw his sweat of blood;

They saw his pierced hands and feet

Nailed to the cursed wood!

7. They saw him break the bars of death,

Which none e’er broke before;

And rise in conqu’ring majesty,

To stoop to death no more.

8. They brought his chariot from above,

To bear him to his throne;

And with a shout, exulting cried,

The glorious work is done!

Hymn 65 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the Use of the Free Will Baptist 1823; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1857)

1. Great was the day, the joy was great,

When the divine disciples met:

Whilst on their heads the Spirit came,

And sat like tongues of cloven flame.

2. What gifts, what miracles he gave!

And power to kill, and pow’r to save!

Furnished their tongues with wond’rous words,

Instead of shields, and spears, and swords.

3. Thus armed he sent the champions forth,

From east to west, from south to north;

“Go, and assert your Savior’s cause;

Go, spread the myst’ry of his cross.”

4. These weapons of the holy war,

Of what almighty force they are,

To make our stubborn passions bow,

And lay the proudest rebel low!

5. The Greeks and Jews, the learned and rude,

Are by these heav’nly arms subdued;

While Satan rages at his loss,

And hates the doctrine of the cross.

Hymn 66 / CM Unknown Hymnist (Christian melodist: a collection of popular songs, for use in public and social meetings, William Gunn, Thomas Harrison,1850)

1. To him that loved the sons of men,

And washed us in his blood,

To royal honors raised our heads,

And made us priests to God.

2. To him let ev’ry tongue be praise,

And ev’ry heart be love!

All grateful honors paid on earth,

And nobler songs above!

3. Behold on flying clouds he comes!

His saints shall bless the day;

While they that pierced him sadly mourn;

In anguish and dismay.

4. Thou art the First, and thou the Last;

Time centres all in thee:

Th’ Almighty Lord, who wast, and art,

And ever more shall be.

Hymn 67 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO METHODIST HYMNBOOKS; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the Use of the Free Will Baptist 1823; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected (Alexander Campbell) 1857)

1. Behold the glories of the Lamb,

Amidst his Father’s throne;

Prepare new honors for his name,

And songs before unknown.

2. Let elders worship at his feet,

The church adore around,

With vials full of odors sweet,

And harps of sweeter sound.

3. Now to the Lamb that once was slain,

Be endless blessings paid;

Salvation, glory, joy, remain

For ever on thy head.

4. Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,

Hast set the pris’ners free,

Hast made us kings and priests to God,

And we shall reign with thee.

Hymn 68 / LM / Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810; and Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831)

1. Hail to the Prince of Life and peace,

Who holds the keys of death and hell!

The spacious world unseen is his,

The sov’reign power becomes him well.

2. In shame and torment once he died:

But now he lives forevermore:

Bow down, you saints, around his seat,

And all you angel bands adore.

3. Live, Live forever, glorious Lord,

To crush thy foes and guard thy friends,

While all thy chosen tribes rejoice,

That thy dominion never ends.

4. Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,

Guided by wisdom and by love;

Worthy to rule our mortal lives,

O’er worlds below and worlds above.

5. When death thy servants shall invade,

When powers of hell thy church annoy;

Controlled by thee, their rage shall help

The cause they labor to destroy.

6. Forever reign, victorious King!

Wide through the earth thy name be known,

And call our longing souls to sing

Sublimer anthems near thy throne.

Hymn 69 / CM / Edward Perronet (Associate of the Wesleys; in The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817, and The Universalaists’ Hymn Book: a New Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies 1821)

1. All hail the power of Jesus’ name!

Let angels prostrate fall:

Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown him Lord of all.

2. Crown him, you martyrs of our God,

Who from his altar call:

Extol the stem of Jesse’s rod,

And crown him Lord of all.

3. You chosen seed of Israel’s race,

A remnant weak and small!

Hail him who saves you by his grace,

And crown him Lord of all.

4. You Gentile sinners, ne’er forget

The wormwood and the gall;

Go—spread your trophies at his feet,

And crown him Lord of all.

5. Babes, men, and sires, who know his love,

Who feel your sin and thrall:

Now joy with all the hosts above,

And crown him Lord of all.

6. Let ev’ry kindred, ev’ry tribe,

On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,

And crown him Lord of all.

7. Oh! that with yonder sacred throng,

We at his feet may fall:

We’ll join the everlasting song,

And crown him Lord of all.

Hymn 70 / LM / Thomas Kelly (Congregationalist; the Charles Wesley of Ireland)

In Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Jesus! we hail thee, Israel’s King,

And now to thee our tribute bring;

Nor do we fear to bow to thee:

They worship God, who worship thee.

2. Hail, Israel’s King, enthroned in light!

Whose glory never shone more bright,

Than when, by trembling friends betrayed,

Thy foes insulting homage paid.

3. Then did admiring angels see

Divine forbearance, Lord, in thee;

With emphasis pronounce thee GOOD;

And heav’n and earth contrasted stood.

4. An object of contempt beneath,

And judged by men to suffer death;

By angels owned, admired, adored,

The great, the everlasting Lord.

5. Reign, mighty King, forever reign!

Thy cause throughout the world maintain;

Let Israel’s King his triumphs spread,

And crowns of glory wreathe his head!

Hymn 71 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Salvation! O, the joyful sound!

‘Tis pleasure to our ears;

A sov’reign balm for ev’ry wound,

A cordial for our fears.

2. Buried in sorrow and in sin,

At hell’s dark door we lay;

But we arise by grace divine

To see a heav’nly day.

3. Salvation! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around,

While all the armies of the sky

Conspire to raise the sound.

4. O happy period! glorious day,

When heaven and earth shall raise,

With all their powers, the raptured lay,

To celebrate thy praise!

Hymn 72 / SM / Anne Steele (English Baptist; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Come, you that love the Savior’s name,

And joy to make it known,

The sov’reign of your heart proclaim,

And bow before his throne.

2. Behold your King, your Savior, crowned

With glories all divine;

And tell the wond’ring nations round

How bright those glories shine.

3. Infinite power and boundless grace

In him unite their rays;

You that have seen his lovely face,

Can you forbear his praise?

4. When in his earthly courts we view

The beauties of our King,

We long to love as angels do,

And wish like them to sing.

5. And shall we long and wish in vain?

Lord teach our songs to rise!

Thy love can animate our strain,

And bid it reach the skies.

6. O happy period! glorious day!

When heaven and earth shall raise,

With all their powers, the raptured lay,

To celebrate thy praise.

Hymn 73 / CM / Campbell, Alexander (Campbellite; Wesleyan; in Psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs: original and selected By Alexander Campbell, Walter Scott, Barton Warren Stone, John Trimble Johnson 1844)

1. When the King of Kings comes,

When the Lord of Lords comes:

We shall have a joyful day

When the King of Kings comes:

To see the nations broken down,

And kingdoms once of great renown,

And saints, now suff’ring, wear the crown,

When the King of Kings comes.

2. When the trump of God calls,

When the last of foes falls;

We shall have a joyful day

When the King of Kings comes:

To see the saints raised from the dead,

And all together gathered,

And made like to their glorious Head,

When the King of Kings comes.

3. When the foes’ distress comes,

When the church’s rest comes;

We shall have a joyful day

When the King of Kings comes;

To see the New Jerusalem,

Its fullness and its matchless frame,

Surpassing all report and fame,

When the King of Kings comes.

4. When the world’s course is run,

When the judgment is begun:

We shall have a joyful day

When the King of Kings comes:

To see the sons of God well known,

All spotless to their Father shown,

And Jesus all his brethren own,

When the King of Kings comes.

5. When the Lord from heav’n comes,

When the host of heav’n comes:

We shall have a joyful day

When the King of Kings comes:

To see the righteous cause prevail,

And all debates decided well,

And all mouths stopped which lies do tell,

When the King of Kings comes.

6. When our God in clouds comes,

When he with great pow’r comes:

We shall have a joyful day

When the King of Kings comes:

To see all things by him restored,

And God himself alone adored

By all the saints with one accord,

When the King of Kings comes.

Hymn 74 / PM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Alexander Campbell 1832)

1. Blow you the trumpet, blow!

The gladly solemn sound!

Let all the nations know

To earth’s remotest bound,

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

2. Extol the Lamb of God,

The sin-atoning Lamb:

Redemption in his blood

Throughout the world proclaim:

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

3. Jesus, our great High Priest,

Has full atonement made:

You weary spirits rest,

You mournful souls be glad:

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

4. You slaves of sin and hell,

Your liberty receive;

And safe in Jesus dwell,

And blessed in Jesus live:

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

5. You bankrupt debtors, know

The wond’rous grace of Heav’n,

Though sums immense you owe,

A free discharge is giv’n:

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

6. You who have sold for nought

The heritage above,

Shall have it back, unbought,

The gift of Jesus’ love:

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

7. The gospel trumpet hear,

The news of heav’nly grace:

And, saved from earth, appear

Before your Savior’s face:

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return, you ransomed sinners, home.

Hymn 75 / PM / Joseph Swain (English Baptist; in The Baptist Hymn Book 1825; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. O thou in whose presence

My soul takes delight,

On whom in affliction I call:

My comfort by day,

And my song in the night,

My hope, my salvation, my all!

2. Where dost thou at noon-tide

Resort with thy sheep,

To feed on the pastures of love!

For why in the valley

Of death should I weep,

Or alone in the wilderness rove?

3. O why should I wander

An alien from thee,

And cry in the desert for bread?

Thy foes will rejoice

When my sorrows they see,

And smile at the tears I have shed.

4. You daughters of Zion,

Declare have you seen

The Star that on Israel shone?

Say, if in your tents

My beloved has been,

And where with his flocks he is gone?

5. This is my beloved:

His form is divine,

His vestments shed odors around;

The locks on his head

Are as grapes on the vine,

When autumn with plenty is crowned.

6. The roses of Sharon,

The lilies that grow

In the vales on the banks of the streams,

On his cheeks in the beauty

Of excellence blow,

And his eyes are as quivers of beams.

7. His voice, as the sound

Of the dulcimer sweet,

Is heard through the shadows of death;

The cedars of Lebanon

Bow at his feet,

The air is perfumed with his breath.

8. His lips as a fountain

Of righteousness flow,

That water the garden of grace;

From which their salvation

The Gentiles shall know,

And bask in the smiles of his face.

9. Love sits in his eyelids,

And scatters delight

Through all the bright mansions on high;

Their faces the cherubim

Veil in his sight,

And tremble with fullness of joy.

10. He looks, and ten thousands

Of angels rejoice,

And myriads wait for his word;

He speaks, and eternity,

Filled with his voice,

Re-echoes the praise of her Lord.

Hymn 76 / PM / Robert Robinson (Baptist; Converted to Methodism at 22; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Come thou fount of ev’ry blessing,

Tune my heart to sing thy grace;

Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise.

Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by flaming tongues above;

Praise the mount—I’m fixed upon it—

Mount of thy redeeming love!

2. Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer,

Hither by thy help I’m come:

And I hope, by thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wand’ring from the fold of God;

He, to rescue me from danger,

Interposed his precious blood!

3. Oh! to grace how great a debtor

Daily I’m constrained to be!

Let thy goodness, like a fetter,

Bind my wand’ring heart to thee!

Prone to wander—Lord, I feel it—

Prone to leave the God I love;

Here’s my heart—O take and seal it—

Seal it for thy courts above.

Hymn 77 / LM / Joseph Grigg (English Presbyterian; in Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817)

1. Jesus! and shall it ever be,

A mortal man ashamed of thee!

Ashamed of thee whom angels praise,

Whose glories shine through endless days.

2. Ashamed of Jesus!—Sooner far

Let evening blush to own a star;

He sheds the beams of light divine

O’er this benighted soul of mine.

3. Ashamed of Jesus!—Just as soon

Let midnight be ashamed of noon;

‘Tis midnight with my soul, till he

Bright Morning Star, bids darkness flee.

4. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend

On whom my hopes of heaven depend!

No. When I blush, be this my shame,

That I no more revere his name.

5. Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may,

When I’ve no guilt to wash away,

No tears to wipe, no good to crave,

No fears to quell, no soul to save.

6. ‘Till then—nor is my boasting vain—

‘Till then I’ll boast a Savior slain!

And, O may this my glory be,

That Christ is not ashamed of me!

Hymn 78 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in The New Hymn Book, Designed for Universalist Societies: compiled from approved authors 1829; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. When I can read my title clear

To mansions in the skies,

I’ll bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

2. Should earth against my soul engage,

And fiery darts be hurled,

Then I can smile at Satan’s rage,

And face a frowning world.

3. Let cares like a wild deluge come,

Let storms of sorrow fall;

So I but safely reach my home,

My God, my heaven, my all.

4. There I shall bathe my weary soul

In seas of heavenly rest,

And not a wave of trouble roll

Across my peaceful breast.

Hymn 79 CM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; Not in Campbellite; Not in Abner Jones; in A Selection of Hymns … Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Universalist Hymn Book 1843)

1. Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal,

While here o’er earth we rove;

Speak to our hearts, and let us feel

The kindling of thy love.

2. With thee conversing, we forget

All time, and toil, and care;

Labor is rest, and pain is sweet,

If thou, my God, art here.

3. Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay,

And bid my heart rejoice;

My bounding heart shall own thy sway,

And echo to thy voice.

4. Thou callest me to seek thy face;

‘Tis all I wish to seek;

To attend the whispers of thy grace,

And hear thee inly speak.

5. Let this my every hour employ,

Till I thy glory see;

Enter into my Master’s joy,

And find my heav’n in thee.

Hymn 80 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in   Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Come, let us join our cheerful songs,

With angels round the throne;

Ten thousand thousands are their tongues,

But all their joys are one.

2. Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry,

To be exalted thus:

Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply,

For he was slain for us.

3. Jesus is worthy to receive

Honor and power divine;

And blessings, more than we can give,

Be, Lord, for ever thine.

4. Let all that dwell below the sky,

And air, and earth, and seas,

Conspire to lift thy glories high,

And speak thine endless praise.

5. The whole creation join in one

To bless the sacred name

Of Him who sits upon the throne,

And to adore the Lamb.

Hymn 81 / SM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; NoAbner Jones; No Campbellite) in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the Use of the Free Will Baptist 1823)

1. And are we yet alive,

And see each other’s face?

Glory and praise to Jesus give

For his redeeming grace!

Preserved by power divine

To full salvation here,

Again in Jesus’ praise we join,

And in his sight appear.

2. What troubles have we seen,

What conflicts have we past,

Fightings without, and fears within,

Since we assembled last?

But out of all the Lord

Hath brought us by his love;

And still he doth his help afford,

And hides our life above.

3. Then let us make our boast

Of his redeeming power,

Which saves us to the uttermost,

Till we can sin no more:

Let us take up the cross,

Till we the crown obtain;

And gladly reckon all things loss,

So we may Jesus gain.

Hymn 82 / CM / Unknown LDS Hymnist (not the same as #290 in the 1985 hymnal; NO Christian Hymnbooks Found)

1. Rejoice! ye Saints of Latter Days,

Lift up your heads and sing;

With one accord unite to praise,

Your Everlasting King.

2. No more in darkness need you walk,

Or tread in error’s night,

For the Most High again has spoke

The darkness into light.

3. The Holy Spirit is sent down,

Like as in days of old,

To bring to mind things that are past,

And things to come unfold.

4. O may it rest upon us now,

While we’re assembled here

Bring consolation to our souls

Our drooping spirits cheer.

5. O may it ever guide our feet,

In ways of righteousness,

That we may be accounted meet;

To dwell in blesedness.

6. And may the glorious light of truth,

Shine through the world below,

And heavenly blessings, peace and love

On all mankind bestow.

Hymn 83 / CM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; NONE in Other Christian Hymnbooks; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Beloved Brethren! sing his praise

Who formed the worlds on high;

Who taught the planets where to trace

Their orbits in the sky.

2. O sing the fervor of His love—

The wonders of His grace;

Who sent the Savior from above

To save a dying race.

3. In songs declare the works and ways

Of our Eternal God,

Whose kingdom in these latter days

Is spreading far abroad.

4. In Zion, let His name be praised,

Who hath a feast prepared,

The glorious gospel standard raised,

The ancient faith restored.

5. Swift heralds the glad news to bear

O’er land and ocean fly,

And to the wond’ring world declare

The message from on high.

6. Ye nations of the earth attend!

Let kings and princes hear;

And let the powers of darkness bend—

Messiah’s reign is near!

7. The Savior comes! ye saints! be pure,

And fix your hearts on high;

Lift up your heads, rejoice, for your

Redemption, draweth nigh.

8. Sing, Brethren! sing in strains divine,

Let all your voices raise:

Let heaven and earth their anthems join

In these, the latter days.

Hymn 84 / CM /Unknown

1. Once more we’ve met to worship,

At the feet of our dear Lord,

Come O Jesus, come and meet us,

While we sing and read thy word.

Let thy spirit blessed Savior

Be shed forth upon us now,

That we all may be united,

When we at thy feet shall bow.

2. We will worship thee our Father,

For the blessings thou hast given

Unto us, thy needy children,

Who are striving after heav’n.

Thou dost fill our hearts with gladness,

When thy will thou dost make known;

And we are relieved from sadness,

When thou dost thy people own.

3. Though thou chast’nest all thy children,

‘Tis because thou lovest them;

Let us therefore be more faithful,

And we then shall overcome.

Lord assist us by thy spirit,

To be faithful to the end;

Then when we lay down these bodies,

We shall find in thee a friend.

Hymn 85 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; No Methodist; No Campbellite; no Universalist; A few Presbyterian; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns … Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. With all my powers of heart and tongue,

I’ll praise my Maker in my song:

Angels shall hear the notes I raise,

Approve the song, and join the praise.

2. I’ll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord,

I’ll sing the wonders of thy word:

Not all thy works and names below,

So much thy power and glory show,

3. To God I cried when troubles rose;

He heard me, and subdued my foes;

He did my rising fears control.

And strength diffused through all my soul.

4. Amidst a thousand snares I stand,

Upheld and guarded by thy hand:

Thy words my fainting soul revive,

And keep my dying faith alive.

Hymn 86 / CM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; NO Abner Jones; NO Campbellite; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in           Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs … for the Use of the Free Will Baptist 1823; and in Universalist Hymn Book 1843)

1. How happy every child of grace,

Who knows his sins forgiv’n!

This world, he cries, is not my place,

I seek my place in heaven:

A country far from mortal sight

Yet O! by faith I see,

The land of rest, the saints delight,

The heav’n prepared for me.

2. O what a blessed hope is ours!

While here on earth we stay,

We more than taste the heav’nly pow’rs,

And antedate that day;

We feel the resurrection near,

Our life in Christ concealed;

And with his glorious presence here

Our earthen vessels filled.

Hymn 87 / CM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; No Methodist until 1843; No Campbellite; No Universalist; Some Presbyterian; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Soon as I heard my Father say,

“Ye children, seek my grace,”

My heart replied without delay,

“I’ll seek my father’s face.”

2. Let not thy face be hid from me,

Nor frown my soul away!

God of my life, I fly to thee

In a distressing day.

3. Should friends and kindred near and dear,

Leave me to want or die,

My God would make my life his care,

And all my need supply.

4. My fainting flesh had died with grief,

Had not my soul believed,

To see thy grace provide relief;

Nor was my hope deceived.

5. Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,

And keep your courage up;

He’ll raise your spirit when it faints,

And far exceed your hope.

Hymn 88 / LM / Isaac Watts ( Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; No Methodist; Many Presyterian; No Campbellite; in The Universalaists’ Hymn Book: a New Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies 1821; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the Use of the United Church of Christ, Commonly Called Free Will Baptist; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Great God, attend, while Zion sings

The joy that from thy presence springs;

To spend one day with thee on earth

Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2. Might I enjoy the meanest place

Within thy house, O God of grace.

Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow’r,

Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.

3. God is our sun: he makes our day:

God is our shield; he guards our way

From all th’ assaults of hell and sin,

From foes without and foes within.

4. All needful grace will God bestow,

And crown that grace with glory too:

He gives us all things, and withholds

No real good from upright souls.

5. O God, our King, whose sov’reign sway

The glorious host of heav’n obey;

And devils at thy presence flee;

Blest is the man that trust in thee.

Hymn 89 / CM / William Cowper (Anglican)

1. God moves in a mysterious way,

His wonders to perform;

He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines

Of never-failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,

And works his sovereign will.

2. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take!

The clouds ye so much dread,

Are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust him for his grace

Behind a frowning Providence

He hides a smiling face.

3. His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain:

God is his own Interpreter,

And he will make it plain.

Hymn 90 / LM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in   Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817)

1. Away, my unbelieving fear!

Fear shall no more in me have place,

My Savior doth not yet appear,

He hides the brightness of his face:

But shall I therefore let him go,

And basely to the tempter yield?

No, in the strength of Jesus, no,

I never will give up my shield.

2. Although the vine its fruits deny,

Although the olive yield no oil.

The withering fig-trees droop and die,

The fields elude the tiller’s toil,

The empty stall no herd afford,

And perish all the bleating race,

Yet I triumph in the Lord,

The God of my salvation praise.

3. In hope believing against hope,

Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim;

Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up,

Salvation is in Jesus name:

To me he soon shall bring it nigh,

My soul shall then outstrip the wind;

On wings of faith mount up on high,

And leave the world and sin behind.

Hymn 91 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join

In work so pleasant, so divine;

Now while the flesh is mine abode,

And when my soul ascends to God.

2. Praise shall employ my noblest powers,

While immortality endures;

My days of praise shall ne’er be past,

While life, and thought, and being last.

3. Why should I make a man my trust?

Princes must die and turn to dust;

Their breath departs, their pomp, and pow’r,

And thoughts all vanish in an hour.

4. Happy the man whose hopes rely

On Israel’s God: he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train,

And none shall find his promise vain.

5. His truth for ever stands secure;

He saves th’ opprest, he feeds the poor;

He sends the lab’ring conscience peace,

And grants the pris’ner sweet release.

6. The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;

The Lord supports the sinking mind;

He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow and the fatherless.

7. He loves his saints, he knows them well,

But turns the wicked down to hell;

Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns,

Praise him in everlasting strains.

Hymn 92 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. My God, the spring of all my joys,

The life of my delights,

The glory of my brightest days,

And comfort of my nights.

2. In darkest shades if thou appear,

My dawning is begun:

Thou art my soul’s bright morning star,

And thou my rising sun.

3. The op’ning heavens around me shine,

With beams of sacred bliss,

If Jesus shows his mercy mine,

And whispers I am his.

4. My soul would leave this heavy clay

At that transporting word;

Run up with joy the shining way,

To see and praise my Lord.

5. Fearless of hell and ghastly death,

I’d break through every foe;

The wings of love and arms of faith

Would bear me conq’ror through.

Hymn 93 / CM / Isaac Watts

1. Begin, my tongue, the heav’nly theme,

Awake, my heart, and sing

The word, unchangeably the same,

Of our eternal King.

2. Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,

And sound his power abroad;

Sing the sweet promise of his grace,

And the performing God.

3. Proclaim, “Salvation from the Lord,

To wretched, dying men:”

His hand hath writ the sacred word

With an immortal pen.

4. Engraved as in eternal brass,

The mighty promise shines;

Nor can the pow’rs of darkness rase

Those everlasting lines.

5. Yes, every word of grace is strong

As that which built the skies;

The voice that rolls the stars along

Speaks all the promises.

6. O, might I hear that heavenly tongue

But whisper, “Thou art mine!”

That gracious word should raise my song

To notes almost divine.

Hymn 94 / LM / William Cowper (English Puritan)

1. This God is the God we adore,

Our faithful, unchangeable friend,

Whose love is as large as his power,

And knows not beginning nor end.

2. ‘Tis Jesus, the first and the last,

Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;

We’ll praise him for all that is past,

And trust him for all that’s to come.

Hymn 95 / LM / John Newton (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. With Israel’s God who can compare?

Or who like Israel happy are?

O people, saved by the Lord,

He is thy Shield and great Reward.

2. Upheld by everlasting arms,

Thou art secured from foes and harms;

In vain their plots, and false their boasts,

Our refuge is the Lord of Hosts.

Hymn 96 / PM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Universalist Hymn Book 1843)

1. My God, I am thine, what a comfort divine,

What a blessing to know that my Jesus is mine!

In the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am,

And my heart it doth dance at the sound of his name.

2. True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound;

And whoever hath found it hath paradise found:

My Jesus to know, and feel his blood flow

‘Tis life everlasting, ’tis heaven below.

3. Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast:

That, that is the fullness; but this is the taste;

And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove

To the heaven of heavens in Jesus’ love.

Hymn 97 / CPM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in A Selection of Hymns … Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Hymns for Christian Melody for Free-Will Baptists 1832)

1. How happy, gracious Lord, are we,

Divinely drawn to follow thee,

Whose hours divided are,

Betwixt the mount and multitude:

Our day is spent in doing good,

Our night in praise and prayer.

2. With us no melancholy void,

No period lingers unemployed,

Or unimproved, below;

Our weariness of life is gone,

Who live to serve our God alone,

And only thee to know.

3. The winter’s night, and summer’s day

Glide imperceptibly away,

Too short to sing thy praise:

Too few we find the happy hours,

And haste to join those heavenly powers,

In everlasting lays.

4. With all who chant thy name on high,

And “Holy, Holy, Holy,” cry,

(A bright harmonious throng!)

We long thy praises to repeat,

And restless sing around thy seat,

The new, eternal song.

Hymn 98 / LM / Joseph Addison (Anglican; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817)

1. The Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd’s care;

His presence shall my wants supply,

And guard me with a watchful eye:

My noon-day walks he shall attend,

And all my midnight hours defend.

2. When in the sultry glebe I faint,

Or on the thirsty mountain pant,

To fertile vales, and dewy meads

My weary, wandering steps he leads:

Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,

Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3. Though in the paths of death I tread

With gloomy horrors overspread,

My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,

For thou, O Lord, art with me still:

Thy friendly rod shall give me aid,

And guide me through the dreadful shade.

4. Though in a bare and rugged way,

Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,

Thy presence shall my pains beguile:

The barren wilderness shall smile,

With sudden greens and herbage crowned,

And streams shall murmur all around.

Hymn 99 / SM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Let sinners take their course,

And choose the road to death,

But in the worship of my God

I’ll spend my daily breath.

2. My thoughts address his throne,

When morning brings the light;

I seek his blessing every noon,

And pay my vows at night.

3. Thou wilt regard my cries,

O my eternal God!

While sinners perish in surprise,

Beneath thine angry rod.

4. Because they dwell at ease,

And no sad changes feel,

They neither fear, nor trust thy name,

Nor learn to do thy will.

5. But I—with all my cares,

Will lean upon the Lord;

I’ll cast my burdens on his arm,

And rest upon his word.

6. His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love;

The ground on which their safety stands,

No earthly power can move.

Hymn 100 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. When the great Judge, supreme and just,

Shall once inquire for blood,

The humble souls, that mourn in dust,

Shall find a faithful God.

2. Thy thunder shall affright the proud,

And put their hearts to pain,

Make them confess that thou art God.

And they but feeble men.

3. Though saints to sore distress are brought,

And wait, and long complain:

Their cries shall never be forgot,

Nor shall their hopes be vain.

4. Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,

To judge and save the poor;

Let nations tremble at thy feet,

And men prevail no more.

Hymn 101 / CM / Isaac Watts

1. Why should the children of a King

Go mourning all their days?—

Great Comforter! descend, and bring

Some tokens of thy grace.

2. Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints,

And seal them heirs of heaven?

When wilt thou banish my complaints,

And show my sins forgiven?

3. Assure my conscience of her part

In my Redeemer’s blood;

And bear thy witness with my heart,

That I am born of God.

4. Thou art the earnest of his love,

The pledge of joys to come;

And thy soft wings, celestial Dove,

Will safe convey me home.

Hymn 102 / PM / Robert Keen (Baptist Minister; in The Baptist Hymn Book, in Two Parts, 1825)

1. How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,

Is laid for your faith in his excellent word;

What more can he say than to you he hath said?

You, who unto Jesus, for refuge have fled.

2. In every condition—in sickness in health,

In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth,

At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,

As thy days may demand, so thy succor shall be.

3. “Fear not, I am with thee; O be not dismayed!

For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;

I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.

4. “When through the deep waters I call thee to go,

The rivers of sorrow shall not thee o’erflow;

For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,

And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

5. “When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,

My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply;

The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

6. “E’en down to old age, all my people shall prove

My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;

And then, when grey hairs shall their temples adorn,

Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne.

7. “The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,

I will not I cannot desert to his foes:

That soul though all hell should endeavor to shake,

I’ll never—no, never, no never forsake!”

Hymn 103 / 10 10 11 11 / John Newton (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. Begone! unbelief, my Savior is near,

And for my relief will surely appear;

By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform,

With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.

2. Tho’ dark be my way, since he is my guide,

‘Tis mine to obey, ’tis his to provide;

Tho’ cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail,

The word he has spoken shall surely prevail.

3. His love in time past forbids me to think

He’ll leave me at last in trouble to sink;

Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review,

Confirms his good pleasure to bring me quite through.

4. Since all that I meet shall work for my good,

The bitter and sweet, the med’cine is food:

Tho’ painful at present, ’twill cease before long,

And then, O how pleasant the conqueror’s song.

Hymn 104 / LM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. My soul is full of peace and love,

I soon shall see Christ from above;

And angels too, the hallowed throng,

Shall join with me in holy song.

2. The Spirit’s power has sealed my peace

And filled my soul with heav’nly grace;

Transported, I with peace and love,

Am waiting for the throngs above.

3. Prepare my heart, prepare my tongue

To join this glorious, heav’nly throng:

To hail the Bridegroom from above,

And join the band in songs of love.

4. Let all my pow’rs of mind combine

To hail my Savior all divine;

To hear his voice, attend his call,

And crown him King, and Lord of all.

Hymn 105 / CM / Isaac Watts / adapt W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. We’re not ashamed to own our Lord,

And worship him on earth;

We love to learn his holy word,

And know what souls are worth.

2. When Jesus comes as flaming flame,

For to reward the just,

The world will know the only name,

In which the saints can trust.

3. When he comes down in heav’n on earth,

With all his holy band,

Before creation’s second birth,

We hope with him to stand.

4. Then will he give us a new name

With robes of righteousness,

And in the New Jerusalem,

Eternal happiness.

Hymn 106 / SM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Thy goodness, Lord, how great!

Eternally the same!

Before the sons of men laid up

For those who fear thy name.

2. Thy presence shall protect;

Thy watchful care shall hide:

In the pavilion of thy love,

Secure thy saints abide.

3. Forever bless the Lord,

His great salvation tell:

His marvelous loving-kindness keeps

The city where we dwell.

4. Despond not of his truth,

Nor yield to anxious grief:

God heard my voice, when in distress

I sought—and found relief.

Hymn 107 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Great God, indulge my humble claim,

Thou art my hope—my joy—my rest;

The glories that compose thy name

Stand all engaged to make me blest.

2. Thou great and good—thou just and wise,

Thou art my father, and my God;

And I am thine, by sacred ties,

Thy son—thy servant, bought with blood.

3. With early feet I love t’ appear

Among thy saints, and seek thy face;

Oft have I seen thy glory there,

And felt the power of sovereign grace.

4. I’ll lift my hands—I’ll raise my voice,

While I have breath to pray or praise;

This work shall make my heart rejoice,

And bless the remnant of my days.

Hymn 108 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. He lives—the everlasting God,

Who built the world—who spread the flood;

The heavens, with all their host, he made

And the dark regions of the dead.

2. He guides our feet—he guards our way;

His morning smiles adorn the day;

He spreads the evening veil—and keeps

The silent hours, while Israel sleeps.

3. Israel—a name divinely blest,

May rise secure—securely rest:

Thy holy guardian’s wakeful eyes

Admit no slumber, nor surprise.

4. Long as I live, I’ll trust his power;

Then in my last, departing hour,

Angels, that trace the airy road,

Shall bear me homeward to my God.

Hymn 109 / CM / George Burder (Congregationalist; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns … Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831)

1. What though no flowers the fig-tree clothe,

Though vines their fruit deny,

The labor of the olive fail.

And fields no meat supply;—

2. Though from the fold, with glad surprise,

My flock cut off I see;

Though famine reign in empty stalls,

Where herds were wont to be:—

3. Yet in the Lord will I be glad,

And glory in his love;

In him I’ll joy, who will the God

Of my salvation prove.

4. God is the treasure of my soul,

The source of lasting joy;

A joy—which want shall not impair,

Nor death itself destroy.

Hymn 110 / PM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs … for the Use of the Free Will Baptist 1823; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Universalist Hymn Book 1843)

1. How happy are they,

Who the Savior obey,

And have laid up their treasure above!

Tongue cannot express

The sweet comfort and peace

Of a soul in the Savior’s love!

2. This comfort is mine,

Since the favor divine

I have found in the blood of the Lamb;

Since the truth I believed,

What a joy I’ve received,

What a heaven in Jesus’ blessed name!

3. ‘Tis a heaven below

My Redeemer to know,

And the angels can do nothing more

Than to fall at his feet,

And the story repeat,

And the lover of sinners adore!

4. Jesus all the day long

Is my joy and my song:

O! that all to this refuge may fly!

He has loved me I cried,

He has suffered and died

To redeem such a rebel as I!

5. On the wings of his love,

I am carried above

All my sin, and temptation, and pain;

And I cannot believe

That I ever shall grieve,

That I ever shall sorrow again.

6. O the rapturous height

Of this holy delight,

Which I feel in the life-giving blood!

Of my Savior possessed,

I am perfectly blessed,

Being filled with the fullness of God!

7. Now my remnant of days

Would I spend to his praise,

Who has died my poor soul to redeem;

Whether many or few,

All my years are his due;

May they all be devoted to him.

8. What a mercy is this!

What a heaven of bliss!

How unspeakably happy am I!

Gathered into the fold,

With thy people enrolled,

With thy people to live and to die.

Hymn 111 / PM / Seth Mattison (Methodist Episcopal Hymnist; in The retired muse, or, Forest songster: embracing a number of sentimental and devotional poems, 1825)

1. Jesus my glorious light appears,

I hear his soothing voice,

Expire my doubts, subside my fears

My heart dissolves in grateful tears,

And God is all my choice.

2. Enriched with blessings from above

To penitents assigned

I soar aloft on wings of love;

On earth, like ancient Noah’s dove,

No resting place I find.

3. My spirit burns with pure delight,

And sings her future rest,

Soon would she make her final flight,

With disembodied saints unite,

And glow among the blest.

Hymn 112 / P.M. / Unknown

1. And did my Savior die

And shed his blood for me?

Oh! what’s the reason why

Ungrateful I should be?

In prayer and praise,

My voice I’ll raise,

And God adore,

For evermore.

2. Why should I fear to speak,

And own my Savior’s name?

Or bow before his feet?

Or sing aloud his fame?

In prayer and praise,

My voice I’ll raise,

And God adore,

For evermore.

3. O may I courage have,

From time to time to tell,

My progress while I live,

On this terrestrial ball.

In prayer and praise,

My voice I’ll raise,

And God adore,

For evermore.

4. Help me, O Lord, to live,

And thy commandments keep;

Thy spirit freely give

Until in thee I sleep.

Then may I be,

From sorrow free,

And dwell with thee

Eternally.

Hymn 113 / LM / Eliza R. Snow (LDS; formerly Baptist and Campbellite/Disciples of Christ)

1. Awake! ye saints of God! awake,

Call on the Lord in mighty pray’r,

That he will Zion’s bondage break,

And bring to nought the fowler’s snare.

2. He will regard his people’s cry—

The widow’s tear—the orphan’s moan;

The blood of those that slaughtered lie,

Pleads not in vain before his throne.

3. Though Zion’s foes have counseled deep,

Altho’ they bind with fetters strong;

The God of Jacob does not sleep—

His vengeance will not slumber long.

4. Then let your souls be stayed on God;

A glorious scene is drawing nigh:

Tho’ tempests gather like a flood,

The storm, tho’ fierce will soon pass by.

5. Our God in judgment will come near,

His mighty arm he will make bare:

For Zion’s sake he will appear,

Then Oh! ye saints! awake, prepare!

6. Awake to union and be one,

Or, saith the Lord, you are not mine;

Yea, like the Father and the Son,

Let all the saints, in union join.

Hymn 114 / CM / Unknown

1. Jehovah reigns! O glorious King!

Let all the saints of God

Lift up their hearts—rejoice and sing

And sound his praise abroad.

2. Rise from the tombs, O leave the dust,

And lay your sackcloth by;

For Jesus Christ, in whom we trust

Arose and reigns on high.

3. Then let your confidence be strong—

Let men and angels know,

That God the glory of our song,

Is with the saints below.

4. Let sinners be constrained to say,

The peace and heavenly joy,

These Christians feel from day to day,

No trouble can destroy.

5. Then hand in hand, both old and young

Each heart with heart shall blend

To walk the road—to raise the song,

Till hope in glory end.

6. With Zion’s city full in view—

That better land of rest;

Our sorrow’s o’er—our journey thro’,

And we forever blest.

7. Then truth and grace will swell the song;

From every bondage free:

We’ll join the holy, blood washed throng,

And reign eternally.

Hymn 115 / CM / Unknown

1. How will the saints rejoice to tell!

And count their sufferings o’er,

When they upon Mount Zion dwell,

And view the landscape o’er.

2. There they will see upon that land,

Fair Zion from above,

And meet with Enoch’s holy band,

And sing redeeming love.

3. There, no more sickness pain or woe,

Shall mar their peaceful rest,

For God shall wipe away their tears,

And comfort the opprest.

4. O may I see that glorious day!

And join with all the blest,

To sing aloud the Savior’s praise;

And enter into rest.

Hymn 116 / PM / William Cowper (English Puritan)

1. Hear what God the Lord hath spoken,

“Oh my people, faint and few;

Comfortless, afflicted, broken,

Fair abodes I build for you;

Thorns of heartfelt tribulation

Shall no more perplex your ways;

You shall name your walls salvation

And your gates shall all be praise.

2. “There, like streams that feed the garden,

Pleasures without end shall flow;

For the Lord your faith rewarding,

All his bounty shall bestow:

Still in undisturbed possession,

Peace and righteousness shall reign;

Never shall you feel oppression,

—Hear the voice of war again.

3. “Ye no more your suns descending,

Waning moons no more shall see;

But your griefs for ever ending,

Find eternal noon in me.

God shall rise, and shining o’er you,

Change to day the gloom of night;

He, the Lord, shall be your glory,

God your everlasting light.”

Hymn 117 / 8 & 7’s. M. / James Montgomery (Moravian)

1. Call Jehovah thy salvation;

Rest, my soul, beneath his shade;

In his secret habitation

Dwell, nor ever be dismayed:

There no tumult can alarm thee;

Thou shalt dread no hidden snare;

Guile nor violence can harm thee,

In eternal safeguard there.

2. Since with pure and firm affection,

Thou on God hast set thy love,

With the wings of his protection,

He will shield thee from above:

Thou shalt call on him in trouble;

He will hearken, he will save;

Here for grief reward thee double,

Crown with life beyond the grave.

Hymn 118 / CM / John Newton (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound.

That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,—

Was blind, but now I see.

2. ‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,

And grace my fears relieved;

How precious did that grace appear,

The hour I first believed!

3. Through many dangers, toils, and snares,

I have already come;

Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,

And grace will lead me home.

4. The Lord has promised good to me,

His word my hope secures;

He will my shield and portion be

As long as life endures.

5. Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,

And mortal life shall cease;

I shall possess within the veil,

A life of joy and peace.

6. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,

The sun forbear to shine;

But God, who called me here below

Will be forever mine.

Hymn 119 / PM / Joseph Swain / adapt W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Redeemer of Israel,

Our only delight,

On whom for a blessing we call;

Our shadow by day,

And our pillar by night,

Our king, our companion, our all.

2. We know he is coming

To gather his sheep,

And plant them in Zion, in love,

For why in the valley

Of death should they weep,

Or alone in the wilderness rove?

3. How long we have wandered

As strangers in sin,

And cried in the desert for thee!

Our foes have rejoiced

When our sorrows they’ve seen;

But Israel will shortly be free.

4. As children of Zion

Good tidings for us:

The tokens already appear;

Fear not and be just,

For the kingdom is ours,

And the hour of redemption is near.

5. The secret of heaven,

The myst’ry below,

That many have sought for so long,

We know that we know,

For the Spirit of Christ,

Tells his servants they cannot be wrong.

—–

SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL

—–

Hymn 120 / LM / Philo Dibble (LDS, formerly Abolitionist Baptist)

1. The happy day has rolled on,

The glorious period now has come,

The angel sure has come again

To introduce Messiah’s reign.

2. The gospel trump again is heard.

The truth from darkness has appeared:

The lands which long in darkness lay

Have now beheld a glorious day.

3. The day by prophets long foretold;

The day which Abram did behold;

The day that saints desired long,

When God his strange work would perform.

4. The day when saints again should hear

The voice of Jesus in their ear,

And angels who above do reign,

Come down to converse hold with men.

Hymn 121 / LM / Unknown

1. The great and glorious gospel light,

Has ushered forth into my sight,

Which in my soul I have received,

From death and bondage being freed.

2. With saints below and saints above,

I’ll join to praise the God I love;

Like Enoch too, I will proclaim,

A loud hosanna to his name.

3. Hosanna, let the echo fly

From pole to pole, from sky to sky,

And saints and angels, join to sing,

Till all eternity shall ring.

4. Hosanna, let the voice extend,

Till time shall cease, and have an end;

Till all the throngs of heav’n above,

Shall join the saints in songs of love.

5. Hosanna, let the trump of God,

Proclaim his wonders far abroad,

And earth, and air, and skies, and seas,

Conspire to sound aloud his praise.

Hymn 122 / PM / Reginald Heber (Anglican Bishop; in Protestant Hymns of Zion 1829)

1. From Greenland’s icy mountains,

From India’s coral strand;

Where Afric’s sunny fountains

Roll down their golden sand;

From many an ancient river,

From many a palmy plain,

They call us to deliver

Their land from error’s chain.

2. What though the spicy breezes

Blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle,

Though every prospect pleases,

And only man is vile;

In vain with lavish kindness

The gifts of God are strown;

The heathen in his blindness

Bows down to wood and stone.

3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted

With wisdom from on high,

Shall we to men benighted

The lamp of life deny?

Salvation! O Salvation!

The joyful sound proclaim,

Till earth’s remotest nation

Has learned Messiah’s name.

4. Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,

And you, ye waters roll,

Till, like a sea of glory,

It spreads from pole to pole

Till o’er our ransomed nature,

The Lamb for sinners slain,

Redeemer, King, Creator,

In bliss returns to reign.

Hymn 123 / PM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. How often in sweet meditation, my mind,

Where solitude reigned and aside from mankind,

Has dwelt on the hour, when the Savior did deign,

TO call me his servant to publish his name.

2. To lift up my voice and proclaim the glad news,

First unto the Gentiles and then to the Jews:

That Jesus Jesus Messiah in clouds will descend,

Destroy the ungodly, the righteous defend.

3. How rich is the treasure, ye servants of God,

Entrusted to us as made known by his word;

The plan of salvation, the gospel of grace,

To publish abroad unto Adam’s lost race.

4. O gladly we’ll go the isles and proclaim;

And nations unknown then shall hear of his fame;

Yea, kingdoms, and countries, both Gentiles and Jews

Shall see us, and hear us proclaim the glad news.

5. And millions shall turn to the Lord and rejoice,

That they have made Jesus the Savior their choice;

From north, and the south, from the east and the west,

We’ll bring home our thousands in Zion to rest.

6. As clouds see them fly to their glorious home—

As doves to their windows in flocks see them come,

While empires shall tremble and kingdoms shall rend,

And thrones be cast down as wise Daniel proclaimed

7. And Israel shall flourish and spread far abroad,

Till earth shall be full of the knowledge of God:

And thus shall the stone of the mountain roll forth—

Extend its dominion, and fill the whole earth.

Hymn 124 / 8 7 8 7 4 7 / William Williams (Calvinistic Methodist; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810; and The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817)

1. O’er the gloomy hills of darkness

Look, my soul, be still, and gaze;

All the promises do travail

With a glorious day of grace;

Blessed Jubilee!

Let thy glorious morning dawn.

2. Let the Indian, let the Negro,

Let the rude Barbarian see,

That divine and glorious conquest

Once obtained on Calvary.

Let the Gospel

Soon resound from pole to pole.

3. Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,

Grant them, Lord, the glorious light;

And from eastern coast to western,

May the morning chase the night;

Chase the darkness

From their long benighted eyes.

4. Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel,

Win and conquer, never cease;

So Immanuel’s fair dominions

Shall extend, and still increase,

Till the kingdoms

Of the world are all his own.

Hymn 125 / P.M. / John Taylor (LDS; formerly Methodist)

1. Go, ye messengers of glory,

Run ye legates of the skies,

Go and tell the pleasing story,

That a glorious angel flies,

Great and mighty,

With a message from the skies.

2. Go to every tribe and nation,

Visit every land and clime,

Sound to all the proclamation.

Tell to all the truth sublime,

That the gospel,

Does in ancient glory shine.

3. Go! to all the gospel carry,

Let the joyful news abound,

Go! till every nation hear ye,

Jew and Gentile hear the sound,

Let the gospel,

Echo all the earth around.

4. Bearing seed of heav’nly virtue,

Scatter it o’er all the earth,

Go! Jehovah will support you,

Gather all the sheaves of worth,

Then with Jesus,

Reign in glory on the earth.

Hymn 126 / LM / Leonard Bacon  (Congregational; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns … Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831)

1. Though now the nations sit beneath

The darkness of o’erspreading death,

God will arise with light divine,

On Zion’s holy tow’rs to shine.

2. That light shall glance on distant lands,

And heathen tribes, in joyful bands,

Come with exulting haste to prove

The pow’r and greatness of his love.

3. Lord, spread the triumphs of thy grace;

Let truth, and righteousness, and peace,

In mild and lovely forms, display

The glories of the latter day.

Hymn 127 / LM / Sarah Slinn (British Particular Baptist; in J. Dobell’s New Selection, 1806)

1. Arise, in all thy splendor, Lord.

Let pow’r attend thy gracious word;

Unvail the beauties of thy face,

And show the glories of thy grace.

2. Diffuse thy light and truth abroad,

And be thou known th’ Almighty God;

Make bare thine arm—thy pow’r display,

While truth and grace thy sceptre sway

3. Send forth thy messengers of peace,

Make Satan’s reign and empire cease;

Let thy salvation, Lord, be known

Then all the world thy pow’r may own.

Hymn 128 / 7s. / John Taylor (LDS; formerly Methodist)

1. Go, ye messengers of heav’n,

Chosen by divine command;

Go and publish free salvation,

To a dark benighted land.

2. Go to island, sea, and mountain,

To fulfill the great command;

Gather our the sons of Jacob,

To possess the promised land.

3. When your thousands all are gathered,

And their prayers for you ascend,

And the Lord has crowned with blessings

All the labors of your hand,—

4. Then the song of joy and transport,

Will from every land resound,—

Then the heathen long in darkness,

By their Savior will be crowned.

Hymn 129 / 11s. / Eliza R. Snow (LDS; formerly Baptist and Campbellite/Disciples of Christ)

1. The time is far spent—there is little remaining

To publish glad tidings by sea and by land,

Then hasten, ye heralds! go forward proclaiming,

“Repent, for the kingdom of heaven’s at hand.”

Shrink not from your duty, however unpleasant,

But follow the Savior, your pattern and friend:

Our little afflictions, though painful at present,

Ere long, with the righteous, in glory will end.

2. What though, if the favor of Ahman possessing,

This world’s bitter hate, you are called to endure;

The angels are waiting to crown you with blessings,

Go, brethren! be faithful, the promise is sure.

All, all things are known to the mind of Jehovah;

There’s nothing concealed from his all-searching eye;

Then, fear not! the hairs of your head are all numbered,

And even the ravens, are heard when they cry.

3. Be fixed in your purpose; for Satan will try you.

The weight of your calling, he perfectly knows:

Your path may be thorny, but Jesus is nigh you,

His arm is sufficient, tho’ demons oppose.

Press on to the mark of eternal perfection,

Determined to reap the celestial reward,

That you may come forth in the first resurrection,

And feast at the supper of Jesus the Lord.

Hymn 130 / 11’s / R. B.

1. Ye slumbering nations who have slept a long night,

Without revelation or heavenly light,

The latter day glory’s beginning to dawn

Awake from your dreaming and welcome the morn.

2. Things unseen in darkness, begin to unfold,

As viewed by the ancients in visions of old,

That stone from the mountain cut out without hands,

Becoming a kingdom to fill all the lands.

3. To every nation, and people, and tongue,

A late revelation from heaven hath come,

To all it is given, and all may behold

The purpose of heaven concerning the world.

4. A last dispensation, let all the world hear,

In every nation, that saints may prepare

For that revolution it shall undergo,

The great restitution from evil and woe.

5. The call is from heaven, and hear it we must,

“The first will be last, and the last will be first;”

Go forth to the nations, and then to the Jews,

Who soon will obey it when Gentiles refuse.

6. The Jews will go forth, and the ten tribes shall come

From a land in the north, to inherit their home,

And Kings shall protect them, and Queens shall sustain

Their national rights till Messiah’s blest reign

7. While Ephraim’s loved children, who roam in the west,

Shall gather round Zion, and with her be blest,

When truth shall be given then peace will abound,

And the kingdom of heaven on earth will be found.

—–

SECOND COMING OF CHRIST.

—–

Hymn 131 / CM / Isaac Watts; adapt W. W. (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Joy to the world! the Lord will come!

And earth receive her King;

Let ev’ry heart prepare him room,

And saints and angels sing.

2. Rejoice! rejoice! when Jesus reigns,

And saints their songs employ:

While fields and floods, rocks hills and plains,

Repeat the sounding joy.

3. No more will sin and sorrow grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground;

He’ll come and make the blessings flow

Far as the curse was found.

4. Rejoice! rejoice! in the Most High,

While Israel spread abroad,

Like stars that glitter in the sky,

And ever worship God.

Hymn 132 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Let us pray, gladly pray,

In the house of Jehovah,

Till the righteous can say,

“O our warfare is over!”

Then we’ll dry up our tears,

Sweetly praising together,

Through the great thousand years,

Face to face with the Savior.

2. What a joy will be there,

At the great resurrection,

As the saints meet in air,

In their robes of perfection;

Then the Lamb—then the Lamb,

With a God’s mandatory,

As I AM THAT I AM,

Fills the world with his glory.

3. We can then live in peace,

With a joy on the mountains,

As the earth doth increase,

With a joy by the fountains,

For the world will be blest,

With a joy to rely on,

From the east to the west,

Through the glory of Zion.

Hymn 133 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Awake, O ye people! the Savior is coming:

He’ll suddenly come to his temple, we hear;

Repentance is needed of all that are living,

To gain them a lot of inheritance there.

To-day will soon pass, and that unknown to-morrow,

May leave many souls in a more dreadful sorrow,

Than came by the flood, or that fell on Gomorrah—

Yea, weeping, and wailing, and gnashing of teeth.

2. Be ready, O islands, the Savior is coming;

He’ll bring again Zion the prophets declare;

Repent of your sins, and have faith in redemption,

To gain you a lot of inheritance there.

A voice to the nations in season is given,

To show the return of the glories of Eden,

And call the elect from the four winds of heav’n,

For Jesus is coming to reign on the earth.

Hymn 134 / PM / Edward Partridge (LDS; Formerly Campbellite and Universalist)

1. Let Zion in her beauty rise;

Her light begins to shine,

Ere long her King will rend the skies,

Majestic and divine.

The gospel’s spreading through the land,

A people to prepare,

To meet the Lord and Enoch’s band,

Triumphant in the air.

2. Ye heralds sound the gospel trump,

To earth’s remotest bound;

Go spread the news from pole to pole,

In all the nations round,

That Jesus in the clouds above,

With hosts of angels too,

Will soon appear his saints to save,

His enemies subdue.

3. But ere that great and solemn day,

The stars from heav’n will fall,

The moon be turned into blood,

The waters into gall,

The sun with blackness will be clothed,

All nature look affright!

While men, rebellious wicked men,

Gaze heedless on the sight.

4. The earth shall reel, the heav’ns shake,

The sea move to the north,

The earth roll up like as a scroll,

When God’s command goes forth;

The mountains sink the valleys rise,

And all become a plain,

The islands, and the continents

Will then unite again.

5. Alas! the day will then arrive,

When rebels to God’s grace,

Will call for rocks to fall on them,

And hide them from his face:

Not so with those who keep his law,

They joy to meet their Lord

In clouds above, with them that slept

In Christ, their sure reward.

6. That glorious rest will then commence

Which prophets did foretell,

When Christ will reign, with saints on earth,

And in their presence dwell

A thousand years: O glorious day!

Dear Lord prepare my heart,

To stand with thee, on Zion’s mount,

And never more to part,

7. Then when the thousand years are past,

And Satan is unbound,

O Lord preserve us from his grasp,

By fire from heav’n sent down,

Until our great last change shall come,

T’ immortalize this clay,

Then we in the celestial world,

Will spend eternal day.

Hymn 135 / CM / Eliza R. Snow (LDS; formerly Baptist and Campbellite/Disciples of Christ)

1. The glorious day is rolling on—

All glory to the Lord!

When fair as at creation’s dawn

The earth will be restored.

2. A perfect harvest then will crown

The renovated soil;

And rich abundance drop around,

Without corroding toil:

3. For in its own primeval bloom,

Will nature smile again;

And blossoms streaming with perfume,

Adorn the verdant plain.

4. The saints will then, with pure delight,

Possess the holy land;

And walk with Jesus Christ in white,

And in his presence stand.

5. What glorious prospects! can we claim

These hopes, and call them ours?

Yes, if through faith in Jesus’ name,

We conquer Satan’s pow’rs.

6. If we, like Jesus bear the cross—

Like him despise the shame;

And count all earthly things but dross,

For his most holy name.

7. Then while the pow’rs of darkness rage,

With glory in our view,

In Jesus’ strength let us engage,

To press to Zion too.

8. For Zion will like Eden bloom;

And Jesus come to reign—

The saints immortal from the tomb

With angels meet again.

Hymn 136 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Behold the great Redeemer comes

To bring his ransomed people home;

He comes to save his scattered sheep.

He comes to comfort those who weep.

2. He comes all blessings to impart

Unto the meek and contrite heart.

He comes, he comes to be admired.

He comes to burn the proud with fire.

3. He comes to bless the humble poor.

He comes creation to restore.

He comes the earth to purify.

He comes, but not again to die.

4. He comes, he comes unto his own.

He comes to reign on David’s throne;

He comes to stand on Zion’s hill.

He comes the Scriptures to fulfill.

5. He comes to tread the wicked down.

He comes the martyrs for to crown.

He comes to dry the mourner’s tears.

He comes to reign a thousand years.

6. He comes on Olives’ mount to stand.

He comes all Israel to defend.

He comes to lay the sinner low.

He comes that Judah may him know.

7. He comes to show his hands and side.

He comes to wed his ready bride.

He comes to reign as King of kings.

He comes, let all creation sing.

Hymn 137 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Behold the mount of Olives rend!

And on its top Messiah stand,

His chosen Israel to defend,

And save them with a mighty hand.

2. The mountains sink, the valleys rise

And all the land becomes a plain,

He brings deliverance to the Jews,

While all their enemies are slain.

3. But lo! what pen can paint the scene!

His wounded hands and side they see,

Where once the nails and spear had been;

This our Messiah? Can it be?

4. Whence then these wounds? ah who has pierced

Our great Deliverer’s heart and hands?

These are the wounds I once received,

Amid my kindred and my friends.

5. Thus the Messiah stands revealed,

And they their blessed Deliverer own;

They’re humbled when at last they find

Jesus, Messiah, both are one.

6. Like Joseph’s brethren now they mourn,

And humbly own a Savior slain—

They crown him king on David’s throne,

That o’er the nations he may reign.

Hymn 138 / 7’s / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Jesus once of humble birth,

Now in glory comes to earth;

Once he suffered grief and pain—

Now he comes on earth to reign.

2. Once a meek and lowly lamb—

Now the Lord, the great I AM;

Once with thieves was crucified—

Now on yonder cloud he rides.

3. Once he groaned in blood and tears—

Now in glory he appears;

Once rejected by his own—

Now their King he shall become.

4. Once forsaken, left alone—

Now exalted to a throne;

Once all things he meekly bore—

But he now will bear no more.

Hymn 139 / PM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. This earth shall be a blessed place,

To saints celestial given,

Where Christ again shall show his face,

With the redeemed of Adam’s race,

In clouds descend from heaven.

2. Yes, when he comes on earth again,

The wicked burn as stubble;

Thus all his enemies are slain,

And o’er the nations he shall reign,

And end the scenes of trouble.

3. The trump of war is heard no more,

But all their strife is ended,

While Jesus shall all things restore

To order, as they were before,

And peace o’er all extended.

4. Sing, O ye heavens! let earth rejoice,

While saints shall flow to Zion,

And rear the temple of his choice,

And in its courts unite their voice,

In praise to Judah’s Lion.

5. Hosanna to the reign of peace,

The day so long expected;

When earth shall find a full release,

The groanings of creation cease,

The righteous well protected.

6. Come, sound his praise in joyful strains,

Who dwell beneath his banner:

He’ll bind old Satan fast in chains,

And wide o’er earth’s extended plains

The nations shout Hosanna.

Hymn 140 / PM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Ye ransomed of the Lord,

To Zion now return,

And seek a safe abode

Before the wicked burn:

The year of Jubilee draws near,

Jesus in clouds will soon appear.

2. Let Israel now return

Unto their ancient home,

Possess the Holy Land,

And build Jerusalem,

And there await the jubilee,

They shall the King of Glory see.

3. Let Gentiles throng the way

To Zion’s happy land.

Those who the truth obey

Shall in his presence stand,

Shall shine with the celestial light,

And walk with Jesus Christ in white.

4. Let Joseph’s remnants come

To the celestial hill,

And throng the house of God,

And learn to do his will,

That Zion may arise and shine

With light celestial and divine.

5. Let saints in every clime

Their waiting hearts prepare;

From every tribe and tongue,

To Zion’s mount repair.

The marriage of the Lamb is near.

The great Bridegroom will soon appear.

Hymn 141 / 8 7 8 7 4 7 / William Goode (Anglican ; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831)

1. Lo the mighty God appearing,

From on high Jehovah speaks!

Eastern lands the summons hearing,

O’er the west his thunder breaks:

Earth beholds him!—

Universal nature shakes!

2. Zion, all its light unfolding,

God in glory shall display;

Lo! he comes!—nor silence holding,

Fire and clouds prepare his way;

Tempests round him—

Hasten on the dreadful day:

3. To the heavens his voice ascending,

To the earth beneath he cries;—

“Souls immortal, now descending,

Let the sleeping dust arise!

Rise to judgment—

Let my throne adorn the skies!

4. “Gather first my saints around me,

Those who to my covenant stood;

Those who humbly sought and found me

Through the dying Savior’s blood:—

Blest Redeemer!—

Dearest sacrifice to God!”

5. Now the heavens on high adore him,

And his righteousness declare:

Sinners perish from before him,

But his saints his mercies share:

Just his judgments—

God, himself the judge, is there.

Hymn 142 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Jesus shall reign where’er the sun

Doth his successive journeys run;

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,

Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

2. For him shall endless prayer be made,

And praises throng to crown his head;

His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise

With every morning sacrifice.

3. People and realms of every tongue

Dwell on his love with sweetest song;

And infant voices shall proclaim

Their early blessings on his name.

4. Blessings abound where’er he reigns,

The joyful pris’ner bursts his chains;

The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

5. Let every creature rise and bring

Peculiar honors to our King:

Angels descend with songs again,

And earth repeat the loud Amen.

Hymn 143 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. He reigns!—the Lord, the Savior reigns!

Sing to his name in lofty strains;

Let all the earth in songs rejoice,

And in his praise exalt their voice.

2. Deep are his counsels, and unknown:

But grace and truth support his throne:

Though gloomy clouds his way surround,

Justice is their eternal ground.

3. In robes of judgment, lo! he comes,

Shakes the wide earth—and cleaves the tombs;

Before him burns devouring fire—

The mountains melt—the seas retire.

4. His enemies, with sore dismay,

Fly from the sight—and shun the day:

Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high,

And sing for your redemption’s nigh.

Hymn 144 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Yes—mighty Jesus! thou shalt reign,

Till all thy haughty foes submit;

Till hell, and all her trembling train,

Become the footstool of thy feet.

2. Then, ransomed souls shall bless thy pow’r:

Thine arm shall full salvation bring:

Thy saints, in that illustrious hour,

Shall conquer with their conqu’ring King.

3. Then ranged thy shining throne around

Thy honors, Lord, will we proclaim;

While heaven’s transported realms resound

Thy glorious deeds and saving name.

Hymn 145 / 7’s. / James Montgomery (Moravian)

1. Hark!—the song of jubilee,

Loud—as mighty thunders roar;

Or the fullness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore—

2. See Jehovah’s banners furled!

Sheathed his sword:—he speaks—’tis done!

Now the kingdoms of this world

Are the kingdom of his Son.

3. He shall reign from pole to pole

With supreme, unbounded sway:

He shall reign, when, like a scroll,

Yonder heav’ns have passed away!

4. Hallelujah!—for the Lord

God omnipotent shall reign:

Hallelujah!—let the word

Echo round the earth and main.

Hymn 146 / PM / Unknown

1. Behold the day appear!

We see its dawning light,

The King of saints comes near,

To claim his sov’reign right.

2. Lo! Satan’s empire falls,

The pow’rs of darkness flee,

Christ to his servants calls,

I come to set you free.

3. To bind your foe I come!

That foul malicious fiend,

I come to seal his doom,

His pow’r on earth to end.

4. I come! rejoice and sing

According to my word,

I come to be your King,

Receive your heavenly Lord.

5. Your swords to ploughshares beat,

To pruning hooks each spear,

All discord now forget,

The Prince of Peace is here.

6. Truth shall again on earth,

With love and joy descend;

And man shall find in man,

A brother and a friend.

Hymn 147 / PM / James Montgomery (Moravian)

1. Hail to the Lord’s anointed!

Great David’s greater Son;

Hail in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun!

He comes to break oppression,

To set the captive free:

To take away transgression,

And rule in equity.

2. He comes, with succour speedy,

To those who suffer wrong;

To help the poor and needy,

And bid the weak be strong;

To give them songs for sighing,

Their darkness turn to light,

Whose souls condemned and dying,

Were precious in his sight.

3. He shall come down, like showers

Upon the fruitful earth,

And love and joy, like flowers,

Spring in his path to birth:

Before him, on the mountains,

Shall peace the herald go,

And righteousness in fountains

From hill to valley flow.

4. For him shall prayer unceasing,

And daily vows ascend;

His kingdom still increasing,

A kingdom without end:

The tide of time shall never

His covenant remove;

His name shall stand for ever;

That name to us is—Love.

Hymn 148 / 11’s. / R. B.

1. The time long appointed is now drawing near.

Jehovah’s anointed will shortly appear,

When the great Messiah returning to earth,

Will cleanse it by fire, from evil, and death.

Chorus.

Oh then we’ll rejoice, and exulting we’ll sing,

And join in the triumph of Jesus our King;

He’ll reign universal all over the earth

And cleanse it from evil, from sorrow, and death.

2. Messiah is coming! O hear the glad news,

And soon be returning ye scattered Jews,

From every nation when you hear his word,

Accept of salvation and come to the Lord.

Oh! then we’ll rejoice, &c.

3. Behold your Messiah! no longer a Lamb,

To bleed and expire for poor guilty man,

But now Judah’s Lion majestic appears,

To reign in Mount Zion a thousand blest years.

Oh! then we’ll rejoice, &c.

4. Messiah is coming! let all the world hear,

The trumpet is sounding, he soon will appear,

Great Babylon falling no more to arise,

Shall give place to Zion, that comes from the skies.

Oh! then we’ll rejoice, &c.

5. Messiah is coming! the saints shall arise

From the tomb, and behold him descend from the skies;

Their souls reunited, they then will appear,

All greatly delighted and meet in the air.

Oh! then we’ll rejoice, &c.

6. Messiah is coming! we hail the glad day,

To see him returning we’ll watch and we’ll pray,

For that blessed morning when earth is restored,

That general burning, the power of God.

7. Oh! then we’ll rejoice, and exulting we’ll sing,

And join in the triumphs of Jesus our King,

Who reigns universal all over the earth,

Now cleansed from evil, from sorrow, and death.

—–

GATHERING OF ISRAEL

—–

Hymn 149 / LM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. What wond’rous things we now behold,

Which were declared from days of old,

By prophets, who, in vision clear,

Beheld those glories from afar.

2. The visions which Almighty God,

Confirmed by his unchanging word,

That to the ages then unborn,

His greatest work he would perform.

3. The second time he’d set his hand

To gather Israel to their land,

Fulfill the cov’nants he had made,

And pour his blessings on their head.

4. When Moab’s remnant, long oppressed

Should gathered be and greatly blest;

And Ammon’s children, scattered wide,

Return with joy, in peace abide.

5. While Elam’s race a feeble band,

Receive a share in the blest land;

And Gentiles, all their pow’r display

To hasten on the glorious day.

6. Then Ephraim’s sons, a warlike race,

Shall haste in peace and see their rest,

And earth’s remotest parts abound,

With joys of everlasting sound.

7. Assyria’s captives long since lost,

In splendor come a num’rous host;

Egyptia’s waters filled with fear,

Their power feel and disappear.

8. Yes, Abram’s children now shall be

Like sand in number by the sea;

While kindreds, tongues, and nations all

Combine, to make the numbers full.

9. The dawning of that day has come,

See! Abram’s sons are gath’ring home,

And daughters too with joyful lays,

Are hast’ning here to join in praise!

10. O God, our Father, and our King,

Prepare our voices and our theme;

Let all our pow’rs in one combine

To sing thy praise in songs divine.

Hymn 150 / P.M. / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Come all ye sons of Zion,

And let us praise the Lord:

His ransomed are returning,

According to his word.

In sacred songs, and gladness,

They walk the narrow way,

And thank the Lord who bro’t them

To see the latter day.

2. Come, ye dispersed of Judah,

Join in the theme, and sing

With harmony unceasing,

The praises of your King

Whose arm is now extended

(On which the world may gaze)

To gather up the righteous,

In these, the latter days.

3. Rejoice, rejoice, O Israel!

And let your joys abound:

The voice of God shall reach you,

Wherever you are found;

And call you back from bondage,

That you may sing his praise

In Zion and Jerusalem

IN these, the latter days.

4. Then gather up for Zion,

Ye saints, throughout the land,

And clear the way before you,

As God shall give command:

Tho’ wicked men and devils

Exert their pow’r, ’tis vain,

Since him who is Eternal

Has said you shall obtain.

Hymn 151 / LM / James Joyce (Episcopalian; Episcopal Collection; also in Church Psalmody)

1. Lord! visit thy forsaken race,

Back to thy fold the wanderers bring;

Teach them to seek thy slighted grace,

And hail in Christ their promised King.

2. That vail of darkness rend in twain

Which hides their Shiloh’s glorious light;

That severed olive-branch again

Firm to its parent stock unite.

3. Hail, glorious day—expected long!

When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour,

With eager feet one temple throng,

With grateful praise one God adore.

Hymn 152 / CM / James Montgomery (Moravian)

1. Daughter of Zion, from the dust,

Exalt thy fallen head;

Again in thy Redeemer trust;

He calls thee from the dead.

2. Awake—awake!—put on thy strength,

Thy beautiful array;

The day of freedom dawns at length,

The Lord’s appointed day.

3. Rebuild thy walls—thy bounds enlarge,

And send thy heralds forth;

Say to the south,—’Give up thy charge,

And keep not back, O north!’

4. They come! they come—thine exiled bands,

Where’er they rest or roam,

Have heard thy voice in distant lands,

And hasten to their home.

5. Thus, though the universe shall burn,

And God his works destroy.

With songs thy ransomed shall return,

And everlasting joy.

Hymn 153 / CM / Lowell Mason, Isaac Watts, David Greene (Church of Christ/Wesleyan; in Church Psalmody 1831)

1. O’er mountain tops the mount of God

In latter days shall rise—

Above the summits of the hills—

And draw the wond’ring eyes.

2. To this the joyful nations round,

All tribes and tongues, shall flow;

‘Up to the mount of God,’ they say,

‘And to his house we’ll go.’

3. The beams which shine from Zion’s hill

Shall lighten ev’ry land;

The King who reigns in Salem’s tow’rs

Shall all the world command.

Hymn 154 / 8 7 8 7 4 7 / Thomas Kelly (Congregationalist; the Charles Wesley of Ireland; in Montgomery’s Christian Psalmist 1825)

1. On the mountain’s top appearing,

Lo! the sacred herald stands!

Welcome news to Zion bearing,

Zion long in hostile lands.

Mourning captive!

God himself shall loose thy bands.

2. Lo! thy sun is risen in glory!

God himself appears thy fiend;

All thy foes shall flee before thee;

Here their boasted triumphs end:

Great deliverance

Zion’s King vouchsafes to send.

3. Enemies no more shall trouble;

All thy wrongs shall be redressed;

For thy shame thou shalt have double,

In thy Maker’s favor blest;

All thy conflicts

End in an eternal rest.

Hymn 155 / 7s. / Thomas Kelly (Congregationalist; the Charles Wesley of Ireland; in The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and Hymns for Christian Devotion … Adapted to the Universalist Denomination 1846)

1. “Give us room that we may dwell,”

Zion’s children cry aloud:

See their numbers—how they swell!

How they gather like a cloud!

2. Oh how bright the morning seems!

Brighter from so dark a night:

Zion is like one that dreams,

Filled with wonder and delight.

3. Lo! thy sun goes down no more,

God himself will be thy light:

All that caused thee grief before

Buried lies in endless night.

4. Zion, now arise and shine!

Lo! thy light from heav’n is come!

These that crowd from far are thine;

Give thy sons and daughters room.

Hymn 156 / PM / Unknown

1. The trump for Israel’s jub’l year

From Zion sounds aloud we hear,

To bid the wandering exiles come

And find in Zion still a home.

2. Israel shall hear; the thrilling sound

Shall reach the earth’s remotest bound

And gather to that holy land,

Of Jacob’s race, a faithful band.

3. Each exile tribe shall yet return,

Rejoice, when Zion is their home

And bow beneath Messiah’s sway

With willing hearts, his will obey.

Hymn 157 / LM / Hosea Stout (LDS; Formerly Shaker and Quaker; His Hymn is about Mercy and Grace)

1. O Lord, our Father let thy grace

Shed its glad beams on Jacob’s race,

Restore that long lost scattered band

And call them to their native land.

2. Their mis’ry let thy mercy heal,

Their trespass hide, their pardon seal;

O God of Israel hear our pray’r,

And grant that they thy love may share.

3. How long shall Jacob’s offspring prove

The sad suspension of thy love,

And shall thy wrath perpetual burn

And yet thou ne’er to them return?

4. Thy quick’ning Spirit now impart,

Awake to joy each grateful heart,

While Israel’s rescued tribes in thee,

Their bliss and full salvation see.

—–

BAPTISMAL

—–

Hymn 158 / PM /  Thomas R. Taylor (Congregationalist)

1. Come ye children of the kingdom,

Sing with me for joy to-day;

Gather round, as Christ’s disciples,

Kneel with grateful hearts and pray.

2. There’s a line contained in Matthew

What the Savior said to John,

And the sacred words from heav’n,

This is my beloved Son.

3. As ’twas said to Nicodemus,

So I must be born again;

‘Tis by water and the Spirit

I the promise may obtain.

4. So I will obey the Savior,

Keep his law and do his will,

That I may enjoy forever,

Happiness on Zion’s hill.

Hymn 159 / PM / John Fellows (Baptist; Exponent of Believer’s Baptism)

1. Jesus, mighty King in Zion,

Thou alone our guide shall be,

Thy commission we rely on,

We will follow none but thee.

2. As an emblem of thy passion,

And thy vict’ry o’er the grave,

We, who know the great salvation,

Are baptized beneath the wave.

3. Fearless of the world’s despising,

We the ancient path pursue;

Buried with our Lord, and rising

To a life divinely new.

Hymn 160 / PM / Daniel Turner (English Baptist, 1792; in The Baptist Harmony in 1834; A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs in 1809

1. In Jordan’s tide OR Waves the Baptist OR prophet stands,

Immersing the repenting Jews;

The Son of God the right demands,

Nor dares the holy man refuse:

Jesus descends beneath the wave,

The emblem of his future grave.

2. Wonder, ye heav’ns! your Maker lies

In deeps concealed from human view;

Ye men behold him sink and rise,

A fit example thus for you:

The sacred record, while you read,

Calls you to imitate the deed.

3. But lo! from yonder op’ning skies,

What beams of dazzling glory spread!

Dove-like th’ Eternal Spirit flies,

And lights on the Redeemer’s head;

Amazed they see the power divine

Around the Savior’s temples shine.

4. But hark, my soul, hark and adore!

What sounds are those that roll along,

Not like loud Sinai’s awful roar:

But soft and sweet as Gabriel’s song!

“This is my well-beloved Son;

I see, well pleased, what he hath done.”

5. Thus the Eternal Father spoke,

Who shakes creation with a nod;

Through parting skies the accents broke

And bid us hear the Son of God:

O, hear the awful word to-day;

Hear, all ye nations, and obey.

Hymn 161 / PM / Baptist Harmony 1834 (Baptist)

1. Salem’s bright King, Jesus by name,

In ancient times to Jordan came

All righteousness to fill;

‘Twas there the ancient prophet stood,

Whose name was John, a man of God,

To do his Master’s will.

2. The holy Jesus did demand

His right to be baptized then,

The prophet gave consent;

On Jordan’s banks they did appear,

And lo, John and his Master dear,

Then down the bank they went.

3. Down in old Jordan’s rolling stream,

The prophet led the holy Lamb,

And there did him baptize:

Jehovah saw his darling Son,

And was well pleased in what he’d done,

And owned him from the skies.

4. The op’ning heav’n now complies,

The Holy Ghost like lightning flies,

Down from the courts above:

And on the holy heav’nly Lamb,

The Spirit lights and does remain,

In shape like a fair dove.

5. This is my Son, Jehovah cries,

The echoing voice from glory flies,

O, children, hear ye him;

Hark! ’tis his voice, behold he cries,

Repent, believe, and be baptized,

And wash away your sin.

6. Come, children, come, his voice obey,

Salem’s bright King has marked the way,

And has a crown prepared;

O then arise and give consent,

Walk in the way that Jesus went,

And have the great reward.

7. Believing children gather round,

And let your joyful songs abound,

With cheerful hearts arise;

See, here is water, here is room,

A loving Savior calling, come,

O children, be baptized.

8. Behold, his servant waiting stands,

With willing heart and ready hands

To wait upon the Bride:

Ye candidates your hearts prepare,

And let us join in solemn pray’r,

Down by the water side.

Hymn 162 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Do we not know that solemn word,

That we are buried with the Lord,

Baptized into his death, and then

Put off the body of our sin?

2. Our souls receive diviner breath,

Raised from corruption, guilt, and death;

So from the grave did Christ arise,

And lives to God above the skies.

3. No more let sin or Satan reign

Over our ransomed souls again;

The hateful lusts we served before

Shall have dominion now no more.

Hymn 163 / CM / Zion’s Hymns, for the Use of the Original Free-Will Baptist Church of North Carolina, 1856 (Baptist)

1. In pleasure sweet here we do meet,

Down by the water side;

And here we stand, by Christ’s command

To wait upon his bride.

2. Here we do bid the world farewell,

To practice his command;

It is the road that leads to God,

The way to Canaan’s land.

3. Now we will sing to Christ our King,

Our souls shall give him thanks,

Who came to Jordan unto John,

And went down Jordan’s banks.

4. Come, sinners all, obey the call,

“Repent and be baptized;”

Forsake your sins, and follow him,

Till you in glory rise.

5. We’ve found the road that leads to God,

The way of holiness;

We’ll follow him where he has been,

For all his paths are peace.

Hymn 164 / CM / Samuel Stennett (Baptist)

1. Thus was the great Redeemer plunged

In Jordan’s swelling flood,

To show he must be soon baptized

In tears, and sweat, and blood.

2. Thus was his sacred body laid

Beneath the yielding wave;

Thus was his sacred body raised

Out of the liquid grave.

4. Lord, we thy precepts would obey,

In thy own footsteps tread;

Would die, be buried, rise with thee,

Our ever-living head.

Hymn 165 / PM / Boston Collection of Sacred and Devotional Hymns: intended to accommodate Christians on special and stated occasions, 1808

1. Never does truth more shine,

With beams of heav’nly light,

Than when the Scriptures join

To prove it plain and right;

Than when each text doth each explain,

And all unite to speak the same.

2. Thus Peter, who obeyed

What Jesus said, was wise,

And preached as he led,

Repent and be baptized.

Thus Phillip did to th’ eunuch say,

If you believe in Christ, you may.

3. Paul preached the word of grace;

Whole households did believe,

And were baptized to Christ,

Whose gospel they received.

Thus Christians were, of ancient date,

As sacred hist’ry doth relate.

4. We see ’tis no new thing

To teach, and then baptize;

So Christians first began

Christ’s ordinance to prize:

This makes us cheerfully obey,

And go as they have led the way.

Hymn 166 / PM / Matthew Bridges (Anglican, Converted to Roman Catholicism)

1. Behold the Lamb of God!

In his divine array,

Go down into the flood,

His Father to obey,

In Jordan’s stream to be baptized,

Though by a carnal world despised.

2. Can we pretend to know

More fully God’s design?

Can we pretend to show

A conduct more divine?

Can we neglect this ordinance,

Without an insult to our Prince?

3. Jesus, we will obey

Thy practice and command:

Behold us here to day!

We in thy presence stand,

Devoted to thy blessed will,

Ready thy pleasure to fulfill.

4. We sink beneath the wave;

The water we go through;

The emblem of thy grave,

And resurrection too;

We die, are buried, rise again,

In hopes with thee to live and reign.

5. Great Father, cast thine eye,

And drive away our fear;

Our ev’ry want supply;

Give grace to persevere;

And then rejoicing we will go,

To do our Father’s will below.

Hymn 167 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. ‘Twas the commission of our Lord,

“Go, teach the nations, and baptize.”

The nations have received the word

Since he ascended to the skies.

2. He sits upon th’ eternal hills,

With grace and pardon in his hands,

And sends his cov’nant with the seals,

To bless the distant Pagan lands.

3. “Reform, and be immersed,” he saith,

“For the remission of your sins;”

And thus our sense assists our faith,

And shows us what his gospel means.

4. Our souls he washes in his blood,

As water makes the body clean:

And the good spirit from our God

Descends like purifying rain.

5. Thus we engage ourselves to thee,

And seal our cov’nant with the Lord:

O may the great eternal Three,

In heav’n our solemn vows record!

Hymn 168 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. In ancient times a man of God

Came preaching in the wilderness;

He did baptize in Jordan’s flood,

Requiring fruits of righteousness.

2. Saying, Reform; the time’s fulfilled;

The Son of God will soon appear;

Make straight his paths, and do his will,

For lo! his kingdom now is near.

3. I now immerse with water here,

For the remission of your sins;

But he shall send the Spirit’s power

To witness to your souls within.

4. Thus was Messiah’s way prepared,

When first he came unto his own;

And by this means, when he appeared,

The ready bride her Savior owned.

5. E’en so, in this the latter day,

Before he comes on earth to reign,

His servants must prepare his way,

And all his paths make straight again.

6. Come, then, ye wand’ring sheep who stray,

Arise, return unto your fold;

Come, be immersed without delay,

And thus pursue the paths of old.

Hymn 169 / CM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Father in heav’n we do believe

The promise thou hast made;

The word with meekness we receive,

Just as thy saints have said.

2. We now repent of all our sins,

And come with broken hearts;

And to thy cov’nant enter in,

And choose the better part.

3. We’ll now be buried in the stream,

In Jesus blessed name,

And rise, while light shall on us beam,

The Spirit’s heav’nly flame.

4. O Lord, accept our humble pray’r,

And all our sins forgive;

New life impart form this good hour,

And bid the sinner live.

5. Baptize us with the Holy Ghost,

And seal us as thine own,

That in thy kingdom we may stand,

And with thy saints be one.

Hymn 170 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. How foolish to the carnal mind

The ord’nances of God appear.

They count them as a puff of wind,

And gaze with a contempt’ous sneer.

2. What! buried now beneath the flood,

To wash away your guilt and sin?

Are not some other means as good,

Nay, better? why appear so mean?

3. Thus they despise the proffered grace,

And die and perish in their sins:

So the Assyrian leper thought,

What! wash in Jordan and be clean!

4. Nay, in a rage he turned away,

And would remain a leper still;

But, lo! his humbler servants sway

Prevailed at last, and turned his will.

5. He washed in Jordan’s rolling flood,

And straitway found his flesh renewed;

The virtue of the word of God

Thus by experience he had proved.

6. Poor sinners now would fain perform

Some great and meritorious deed,

Bow to the systems men have formed,

And from their leprosy be feed.

7. Then, why not yield to simple means!

The Gospel is the pow’r of God;

‘Twill save the vilest from their sins

Who yield obedience to the word.

Hymn 171 / CM / Manchester LDS Hymnal, unknown author

1. Lo! on the water’s brink we stand,

To do the Father’s will,

To be baptized by his command,

And thus the word fulfill.

2. O Lord, we’ve sinned, but we repent,

And put our sins away,

With joy receive the message sent

In this the latter day.

3. Thou wilt accept our humble pray’r,

And all our sins forgive;

For Jesus is the sinner’s friend,

He died that we might live.

4. We lay our sinful bodies now

Beneath the opening wave,

Then rise to life divinely new,

As from the bursting grave.

5. So when the trump of God shall blow,

The saints shall burst the tomb.

Immortal beauty crown their brow

With an immortal bloom.

Hymn 172 / 6 6 6 6 8 8 / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Repent ye Gentiles all

And come and be baptized;

It is the Savior’s call,

He’s spoken from the skies,

And sent the message we declare,

His second coming to prepare.

2. Be buried with your Lord,

And rise divinely new,

‘Tis his eternal word—

The ancient path pursue,

The promised blessing now secure,

The Spirit’s seal, for ever sure.

3. Ye souls with sin distressed,

Who fain would find relief;

Come, on his promise rest,

He will assuage your grief,

He’ll send the Spirit from on high,

When with the gospel you comply.

4. Come be adopted in

With Israel’s chosen race,

And wash away your sins,

The promised blessing taste;

The cov’nant stands for ever sure,

To all who to the end endure.

Hymn 173 / LM / Sidney Dyer (Dyer’s psalmist: a collection of hymns and sacred songs for the use of Baptist churches, 1853

1. Come, all you sons of God, and view

Your bleeding Savior’s love to you:

Behold him sink with heavy woes,

And give his life to save his foes!

2. Here in the pure baptismal wave,

You see the emblem of his grace;

Come all who would his laws obey,

And view the place where Jesus lay.

3. When you ascend above the flood,

Then call to mind your rising Lord:

You saints, lift up your joyful eyes;

Exulting see your Savior rise.

4. You too are buried with your Lord,

Who in the water own his word;

And joyfully receive therein,

Remission of your former sin.

5. Ascending from the stream, behold

An emblem of your life restored:

Live unto him who died for you,

And all his just commandments do.

Hymn 174 / PM / Luke Barber, Editor (Campbellite?; in A Collection of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, Editor: Luke Barker 1831)

1. Reform, and be immersed,

Says your redeeming Lord:

You all are now assured,

That ’tis your Savior’s word:

Arise, arise, without delay,

And his divine command obey.

2. You sin convicted race,

Now fail at Jesus’ feet;

He’ll save you through his grace,

Come, to his will submit:

And be immersed without delay—

O! come and wash your sins away.

3. Come, you believing train,

No more this truth withstand;

No longer think it vain

To honor God’s command;

But haste, arise, without delay,

And come and wash your sins away.

4. Jesus! thou Prince of Peace.

To thy great name we pray;

May converts to thy grace

This ordinance obey,

And may thy love their souls allure,

Their peace and pardon to secure!

Hymn 175 / CM / James Cowper (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. Proclaim, says Christ, my wond’rous grace

To all the sons of men;

He that believes and is immersed,

Salvation shall obtain.

2. Let plenteous grace descend on those,

Who, hoping in the word,

This day have publicly declared,

That Jesus is their Lord.

3. With cheerful feet may they advance,

And run the Christian race:

And, through the troubles of the way,

Find all sufficient grace.

Hymn 176 / CM / William Cowper (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. There is a fountain filled with blood,

Poured from Immanuel’s veins;

And sinners plunged beneath that flood

Lose all their guilty stains.

2. The dying thief rejoiced to see

That fountain in his day;

And there have I, though vile as he,

Washed all my sins away.

3. O Lamb of God! thy precious blood

Shall never lose its pow’r,

Till all the ransomed sons of God

Be saved to sin no more.

4. E’er since by faith, I saw the stream

Thy flowing wounds supply,

Redeeming love has been my theme,

And shall be till I die.

5. But when this lisping, stammering tongue,

Lies silent in the grave,

Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

I’ll sing thy pow’r to save.

Hymn 177 / CM / Austin A. Cowles (LDS; Formerly Methodist Episcopal)

Part First.

1. O God, thou great, thou good, thou wise,

Eternal is thy name;

Thy power hath reared the lofty skies

And built creation’s frame.

2. The universe thy praise declares;

Through all its vast design,

Thy glorious handy work appears,

Thy pow’r and wisdom shine.

3. And ere creation had its birth,

Thou didst devise a plan,

Amidst thy glorious works on earth

To form thy creature man.

4. Thou mad’st him monarch of the world,

And did his kindred own,

Until by sin, down he was hurled,

And forfeited his throne.

5. Then Satan seized the power of state,

And did his sceptre sway;

Brought down the strong, the wise, the great,

To mingle with the clay.

6. Thus did the foe his malice glut.

And all the world enslave,

Thy spirit in the prison shut,

The body in the grave.

Part Second.

1. But hark! and hear the joyful sound,

How grateful to the ear,

A ransom for the lost is found,

A Savior doth appear.

2. He meets Appolyn, lays him low,

In every deadly strife,

Becomes victorious o’er his foe,

And reigns the Prince of Life.

3. The pow’r of death and hell he breaks

His power and love to show,

The prison doors asunder breaks,

And lets the captives go.

4. Then for this cause our body bends,

Beneath the liquid wave,

In favor of our kindred friends,

Who slumber in the grave.

5. That through the law the Prince doth give

All who obedient prove

Together on the earth may live,

When all is peace and love.

6. Thus, then the dead we do baptize,

That when Christ comes again,

All Zion from beneath may rise,

And in his kingdom reign.

7. Then saints below, and saints above,

And saints on earth agree,

To praise, in unison and love

Our God, eternally.

—–

SACRAMENTAL.

—–

Hymn 178 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Gently raise the sacred strain,

For the Sabbath’s come again,

That man may rest,

And return his thanks to God,

For his blessings to the blest.

2. Holy day devoid of strife,

For to seek eternal life,

That great reward,

And partake the sacrament,

In remembrance of the Lord.

3. Sweetly swell the solemn sound,

While we bring our gifts around,

Of broken hearts,

As a willing sacrifice,

Showing what his grace imparts.

4. Happy type of things to come,

When the saints are gathered home,

To praise the Lord,

In eternity of bliss,

All as one with one accord.

5. Holy, holy is the Lord,

Precious, precious is his word,

Repent and live;

Though your sins are crimson red,

O repent and he’ll forgive.

6. Softly sing the joyful lay

For the saints to fast and pray,

As God ordains,

For his goodness and his love

While the Sabbath day remains.

Hymn 179 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. O God th’ eternal Father,

Who dwells amid the sky,

In Jesus’s name we ask thee

To bless and sanctify,

(If we are pure before thee,)

This bread and cup of wine,

That we may all remember

That off’ring so divine.

2. That sacred holy off’ring,

By man least understood,

To have our sins remitted,

And take his flesh and blood.

That we may ever witness,

The suff’rings of thy Son,

And always have his Spirit

To make our hearts as one.

3. When Jesus, the anointed,

Descended from above,

And gave himself a ransom

To win our souls with love;

With no apparent beauty,

That men should him desire—

He was the promised Savior,

To purify with fire.

4. How infinite that wisdom,

The plan of holiness,

That made salvation perfect,

And vailed the Lord in flesh,

To walk upon his footstool,

And be like man, (almost,)

In his exalted station,

And die—or all was lost!

5. ‘Twas done—all nature trembled!

Yet, by the pow’r of faith,

He rose as God triumphant,

And broke the bands of death:

And, rising conq’rer, “captive

He led captivity,”

And sat down with the Father

To fill eternity.

6. He is the true Messiah,

That died and lives again;

We look not for another,

He is the Lamb ’twas slain;

He is the Stone and Shepherd

Of Israel—scattered far;

The glorious Branch from Jesse:

The bright and Morning Star.

7. Again, he is that Prophet

That Moses said should come,

Being raised among his brethren,

To call the righteous home,

And all that will not hear him,

Shall feel his chast’ning rod,

Till wickedness is ended,

As saith the Lord our God.

8. He comes, he comes in glory,

(The vail has vanished too,)

With angels, yea our fathers,

To drink this cup anew—

And sing the songs of Zion

And shout—’Tis done, ’tis done!

While every son and daughter

Rejoices—we are one.

Hymn 180 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. ‘Twas on that dark, that solemn night,

When pow’rs of earth and hell arose,

Against the Son, e’en God’s delight,

And friends betrayed him to his foes:

2. Before the mournful scene began,

He took the bread, and blessed, and brake,

What love through all his actions ran!

What wondrous words of grace he spake!

3. “This is my body broke for sin;

“Receive and eat the living food.”

Then took the cup, and blessed the wine,

“Tis the new cov’nant in my blood.”

4. For us his flesh with nails was torn,

He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn;

And justice poured upon his head

Its heavy vengeance, in our stead.

5. For us his precious blood was spilt,

To purchase pardon for our guilt:

When for our sins, he suff’ring dies

And gave his life a sacrifice.

6. “Do this,” he cried “till time shall end,

“In mem’ry of your dying friend;

“Meet at my table, and record

“The love of your departed Lord.”

7. Jesus, thy feast we celebrate!

We show thy death, we sing thy name,

‘Till thou return, and we shall eat

The marriage supper of the Lamb.

Hymn 181 / PM / Charles Welsey

1. Arise, my soul, arise,

Shake off thy guilty fears,

The bleeding sacrifice

In my behalf appears;

Before the throne my sur’ty stands,

My name is written on his hands.

2. He ever lives above,

For me to intercede,

His all-redeeming love,

His precious blood to plead:

His blood atoned for all our race,

And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3. Five bleeding wounds he bears,

Received on Calvary;

They pour effectual prayers,

They strongly speak for me;

Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,

Nor let that ransomed sinner die!

4. The Father hears him pray,

His dear anointed One:

He cannot turn away

The presence of his Son:

His Spirit answers to the blood,

And tells me I am born of God.

5. My God is reconciled,

His pard’ning voice I hear:

He owns me for his child,

I can no longer fear;

With confidence I now draw nigh,

And Father, Abba Father, cry.

Hymn 182 / CM / Wesley, Samuel Sr. (Father of John and Charles Wesley; Anglican and then Methodist; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner ) 1833)

1. Behold the Savior of mankind

Nailed to the shameful tree!

How vast the love that him inclined

To bleed and die for thee!

2. Hark, how he groans! while nature shakes,

And earth’s strong pillars bend!

The temple’s veil in sunder breaks,

The solid marbles rend.

3. ‘Tis done! the precious ransom’s paid,

“Receive my soul!” he cries:

See where he bows his sacred head!

He bows his head, and dies!

4. But soon he’ll break death’s envious chain

And in full glory shine:

O Lamb of God, was ever pain,

Was ever love like thine!

Hymn 183 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Alas! and did my Savior bleed!

And did my Sov’reign die?

Would he devote that sacred head

For such a worm as I?

2. Was it for crimes that I have done,

He groaned upon the tree?

Amazing pity! grace unknown!

And love beyond degree!

3. Well might the sun in darkness hide,

And shut his glories in;

When Christ the mighty Savior died,

For man the creature’s sin!

4. Thus might I hide my blushing face,

While his dear cross appears:

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And melt mine eyes to tears.

5. But drop of grief can ne’er repay

The debt of love I owe:

Here, Lord, I give myself away,

‘Tis all that I can do.

Hymn 184 / LM / Samuel Medley (English Baptist Pastor Converted by Isaac Watts; NO Universalists; NOT in Methodist Hymnals until 1843; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810; and in The Baptist Hymn Book, in Two Parts, 1825; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. I know that my Redeemer lives;

What comfort this sweet sentence gives!

He lives, he lives who once was dead,

He lives, my ever living head!

2. He lives to bless me with his love,

He lives to plead for me above,

He lives my hungry soul to feed,

He lives to bless in time of need:

3. He lives to grant me rich supply,

He lives to guide me with his eye,

He lives to comfort me when faint,

He lives to hear my soul’s complaint:

4. He lives to silence all my fears,

He lives to stop and wipe my tears,

He lives to calm my troubled heart,

He lives all blessings to impart:

5. He lives my kind, wise, heav’nly friend,

He lives and loves me to the end,

He lives, and while he lives I’ll sing,

He lives my Prophet, Priest, and King:

6. He lives and grants me daily breath,

He lives, and I shall conquer death,

He lives my mansion to prepare,

He lives to bring me safely there:

7. He lives, all glory to his name

He lives, my Jesus, still the same;

O the sweet joy this sentence gives,

“I know that my Redeemer lives.”

Hymn 185 / LM / Anne Steele (English Baptist; No Campbellite Hymnbooks; No Methodist hymnbooks; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in Zion’s Songster; or a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Usually Sung at Camp Meetings, and Also in Revivals of Religion 1827; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Stretched on the cross, the Savior dies;

Hark!—his expiring groans arise!

See, from his hands—his feet—his side,

Descends the sacred—crimson tide!

2. And didst thou bleed—for sinners bleed?

And could the sun behold the deed?

No—he withdrew his cheering ray,

And darkness veiled the mourning day.

3. Can I survey this scene of wo,

Where mingling grief and mercy flow,

And yet my heart so hard remain,

As not to move with love or pain?

4. Come—dearest Lord, thy grace impart,

To warm this cold, this stupid heart,

‘Till all its pow’rs and passions move

In melting grief, and ardent love.

Hymn 186 / 8s 7s &4 / Jonathon Evans (Congregational; NO Methodist Hymnals; NO Universalist Hymnals; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in The Baptist Harmony,1834; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Hark!—the voice of love and mercy

Sounds aloud from Calvary!

See! it rends the rocks asunder—

Shakes the earth—and veils the sky!

“It is finished!”—

Hear the dying Savior cry!

2. “It is finished!”—oh, what pleasure

Do these charming words afford!

Heav’nly blessings, without measure,

Flow to us through Christ the Lord!

“It is finished!”—

Saints, the dying words record!

3. Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,

Join to sing the pleasing theme:

All in earth and heav’n uniting,

Join to praise Immanuel’s name:

Hallelujah!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb!

Hymn 187 / CM / Samuel Stennett (Baptist; NO Methodist Hymnals; No Universalist Hymnals; NO Campbellite Hymnsals; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810 and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Here at thy table, Lord, we meet,

To feed on food divine:

Thy body is the bread we eat,

Thy precious blood the wine.

2. He, who prepares this rich repast,

Himself comes down and dies;

And then invites us thus to feast

Upon the sacrifice.

3. Here peace and pardon sweetly flow;

Oh what delightful food!

We eat the bread—and drink the wine—

But think on nobler good.

4. Deep was the suff’ring he endured

Upon the accursed tree—

For me—each welcome guest may say,

‘Twas all endured for me.

5. Sure there was never love so free—

Dear Savior—so divine!

Well thou mayest claim that heart of me

Which owes so much to thine.

Hymn 188 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in The New Hymn Book, Designed for Universalist Societies: compiled from approved authors 1829; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. He dies! the friend of sinners dies!

Lo! Salem’s daughters weep around!

A solemn darkness veils the skies!

A sudden trembling shakes the ground!

2. Here’s love and grief beyond degree;

The Lord of glory dies for men!

But, lo! what sudden joys we see!

Jesus the dead revives again!

8. The rising Lord forsakes the tomb!

(The tomb in vain forbids his rise!)

Cherubic legions guard him home.

And shout him welcome to the skies!

4. Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell

How high our great deliv’rer reigns!

Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,

And led the monster Death in chains!

5. Say “Live for ever, wond’rous King!

“Born to redeem, and strong to save!”

Then ask the monster, “Where’s your string,

“And where’s your vic’try, boasting grave?”

Hymn 189 / LM / John Morrison; in Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases 1781

1. ‘Twas on that night when doomed to know

The eager rage of ev’ry foe,

That night in which he was betrayed,

The Savior of the world took bread;

2. And, after thanks and glory giv’n,

To him that rules in earth and heav’n,

That symbol of his flesh he broke,

And thus to all his foll’wers spoke:

3. “My broken body thus I give

“For you, my friends; take, eat, and live,

“And oft the sacred feast renew

“That brings my wond’rous love to view.”

4. Then in his hands the cup he raised,

And God anew he thanked and praised;

While kindness in his bosom glowed,

And from his lips salvation flowed.

5. “My blood I thus pour forth,” he cries,

“To cleanse the soul in sin that lies;

In this the covenant is sealed,

And heav’n’s eternal grace revealed.

6. This cup is fraught with love to men;

Let all partake who love my name;

Through latest ages let it pour

In mem’ry of my dying hour.”

Hymn 190 / LM / Isaac Watts ( Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO Universalist hymnbooks; in A Selection of Hymns … Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Now let our mournful songs record

The sorrows of our dying Lord,

When he complained in tears and blood,

As one forsaken of his God.

2. The Jews beheld him, thus forlorn,

And shook their heads, and laughed in scorn:

“He rescued others from the grave,

Now let him try himself to save.

3. This is the man did once pretend

God was his Father and his friend,

If God the blessed loved him so,

Why does he fail to help him now?”

4. O savage people! cruel priests!

How they stood round like raging beasts

Like lions gaping to devour,

When God had left him in their pow’r!

5. They wound his head, his hands, his feet,

‘Till streams of blood each other meet:

By lot his garments they divide,

And mock the pangs in which he died.

6. But God, his Father, heard his cry;

Raised from the dead, he reigns on high;

The nations learn his righteousness,

And humble sinners taste his grace.

Hymn 191 / CM / Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist; NO Universalist hymnbooks; NO Abner Jones hymnbooks; in The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell)          1832)

1. The King of heav’n his table spreads,

And dainties crown the board:

Not Paradise, with all its joys,

Could such delights afford.

2. Pardon and peace to dying men,

And endless life are giv’n,

Through the rich blood that Jesus shed,

To raise our souls in heav’n.

3. You hungry poor, that long have strayed

In sin’s dark mazes, come;

Come from your most obscure retreats,

And grace shall find you room.

4. Millions of souls in glory now,

Were fed and feasted here;

And millions more still on the way,

Around the board appear.

5. Yet is his house and heart so large,

That millions more may come;

Nor could the whole assembled world

O’er fill the spacious room.

6. All things are ready, come away,

Nor weak excuses frame;

Crowd to your places at the feast,

And bless the founder’s name.

Hymn 192 / LM / John Dobell; (NO Universalists; NO Methodists; NO Abner Jones Hymnals; First Publication in A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors, Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’ Psalms and Hymns 1816; and in A Collection of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs (Luke Barker) 1831; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1832 and all later Campbellite hymnbooks)

1. How pleasing to behold and see

The friends of Jesus all agree,

To sit around his sacred board,

As members of one common Lord.

2. Here we behold the dawn of bliss—

Here we behold the Savior’s grace—

Here we behold his precious blood,

Which sweetly pleads for us with God.

3. While here we sit we would implore

That love may spread from shore to shore

Till all the saints, like us combine,

To praise the Lord in songs divine.

4. To all we freely give our hand,

Who love the Lord in ev’ry land;

For all are one in Christ, our Head,

To whom be endless honors paid.

5. Here, by the bread and wine, we view

What boundless curses were our due;

But through th’ atonement of our Lord,

More than was lost is now restored.

6. Let wrath and strife, those seeds of hell,

No more in Christian bosoms dwell;

But love and union, by his blood,

Prove us the chosen heirs of God.

—–

MORNING.

—–

Hymn 193 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO Campbellite hymnbooks; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Lord in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high:

To thee will I direct my pray’r,

To thee lift up mine eye:—

2. Up to the heav’ns where Christ has gone,

To plead for all his saints,

Presenting at the Father’s throne,

Our songs and our complaints.

3. Thou art a God, before whose sight,

The wicked shall not stand;

The righteous shall be thy delight

And dwell at thy right hand.

4. O may thy Spirit guide my feet,

In ways of righteousness!

Make ev’ry path of duty straight,

And plain before my face.

5. O do thou give my daily bread,—

And be my sins forgiven;

And let me in thy temple tread,

And learn from thee of heav’n.

Hymn 194 / CM / Isaac Watts (NO Universalist hymnbook; NO Campbellite hymnbook; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Hymns for Christian Melody (David Marks, Free Will Baptists) 1832; and in Melodies of the Church (Abner Jones) 1832

1. Once more my soul, the rising day

Salutes my waking eyes;

And let my heart its tribute pay,

To him that rules the skies.

2. Night unto night his name repeats,

And day renews the sound,

Wide as the heav’ns on which he sits,

To turn the seasons round.

3. ‘Tis he supports my mortal frame;

My tongue shall sing his praise;

And I will glory in his name

While he extends my days.

4. And when my mortal course is done,

And I must yield my breath;

O may my soul, bright as the sun,

Shine o’er the night of death.

Hymn 195 / SM / Elizabeth Scott (Scottish Dissenting Church; NO Universalist hymnbooks; NO Abner Jones hymnbooks; in A Selection of Hymns Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. See how the morning sun

Pursues his shining way;

And wide proclaims his maker’s praise,

With ev’ry bright’ning ray.

2. Then would my rising soul

Of heaven’s parent sing;

And spread the truth from pole to pole,

Of Jesus my great King.

3. In faith I laid me down,

Beneath his guardian care;

I slept and I awoke and found,

That he was just as near.

4. O Lord I want to live

So humble unto thee,

That in thy presence I may spend

A blest eternity.

5. Give me thy Spirit, then,

To guide me through this day,

That I may be upright and just,

And always watch and pray.

Hymn 196 / LM / Isaac Watts (Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO Campbellite Hymnbook; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817  ; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. My God, how endless is thy love,

Descending like the morning dew;

Thy glorious gifts come from above,

And all thy mercies too.

2. Thou spread’st the curtain of the night;

Thine angels guard my sleeping hours;

The rising sun returns his light,

And thou awakens all my pow’rs.

3. I yield myself to thy command;

To thee devote my nights and days;

Such cheering blessings from thy hand,

Demand my grateful songs of praise:

4. Demand my pray’r, demand my heart,

From hour to hour; from day to day:

Hosanna! God will do his part,

For he will hear, when I do pray.

Hymn 197 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Awake! for the morning is come:

Rejoice in the Lord, and trust in his mercy,

And pray unto him, in meekness and love,

For knowledge and health, and all his good blessings,

To comfort and happify home.

2. O Lord, thou Shepherd and King—

We want, through the day, to feed in thy pastures,

And feast on thy bounteous goodness and grace:

O lead us along the banks of still waters,

To gladden our hearts and to sing.

3. Lord turn all our hearts unto thee,

To walk in the paths of virtue and wisdom,

To live in the bonds of union and peace,

And glorify thee on earth as in heaven:

O keep us unspotted and free!

4. O thou art the staff and the rod,

On which we can lean in ev’ry condition;

In youth and in age, or valley of death,

For raiment and food, for joy and for comfort:

So praise ye the Lord, who is God.

Hymn 198 / LM / Thomas Ken (Anglican; In The New Hymn Book, Designed for Universalist Societies 1829; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones     ) 1833; and in Hymns for Christian Melody

(David Marks, Free Will Baptists) 1832)

1. Awake, my soul, and with the sun

Thy daily course of duty run;

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise

To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2. Redeem thy mis-spent time that’s past;

Live this day, as if ’twere thy last;

T’ improve thy talents take due care;

‘Gainst the great day thyself prepare.

3. Let all thy converse be sincere,

Thy conscience as the noon-day clear:

Think how th’ all-seeing God, thy ways,

And all thy secret thoughts surveys.

4. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,

And with the angels bear thy part;

Who all night long unwearied sing,

Glory to thee, Eternal King.

5. I wake, I wake, ye heav’nly choir;

May your devotion me inspire;

That I like you my age may spend,

Like you may on my God attend.

6. May I like you in God delight,

Have all day long my God in sight;

Perform like you my Maker’s will;

I! may I never more do ill.

7. Glory to thee, who safe has kept,

And hast refreshed me while I slept:

Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

I may of endless life partake.

8. Lord, I my vows to thee renew;

Scatter my sins as morning dew;

Guard my first spring of thought and will,

And with thyself my spirit fill.

9. Direct, control, suggest this day,

All I design, or do, or say,

That all my pow’rs, with all their mite,

In thy sole glory may unite.

10. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,

Praise him, all creatures here below:

Praise him above, y’ angelic host;

Praise Father Son, and Holy Ghost.

Hymn 199 / LM / Leonard Bacon (Congregational; )By Evangelical Hymnist; Still Cannot Locate any Publications other than in LDS Hymnbooks)

1. The rising sun has chased the night

And brought again the cheering light;

This mercy multiplies our days,

And calls us to renew our praise.

2. We laid us down, and sweetly slept,

The Lord our souls in safety kept;

We wake his goodness to proclaim,

And sing new honors to his name.

3. We know not what his will ordains,

But ’tis our joy that Jesus reigns;

Though dangers, snares, and foes abound

The eternal arms will us surround.

4. Teach us to walk with thee to-day,

Our only care to keep thy way;

Ourselves to thee we would resign,

Content to know that we are thine.

—–

EVENING.

—–

Hymn 200 / CM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Come let us sing an evening hymn

To calm our minds for rest,

And each one try, with single eye,

To praise the Savior best.

2. Yea, let us sing a sacred song

To close the passing day:

With one accord, call on the Lord,

And ever watch and pray.

3. O thank the Lord for grace and gifts,

Renewed in latter days;

For truth and light, to guide us right,

In wisdom’s pleasant ways.

4. For ev’ry line we have received,

To turn our hearts above:

For ev’ry word, and ev’ry good,

That’s filled our souls with love.

5. O let us raise a holier strain,

For blessings great as ours,

And be prepared while angels guard

Us through our slumb’ring hours.

6. O may we sleep and wake in joy,

While life with us remains;

And then go home beyond the tomb,

Where peace forever reigns.

Hymn 201 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO Campbellite hymnbook; NO Universalist hymnbook; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the Use of the Free Will Baptist 1823; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in )

1. Lord thou wilt hear me when I pray,

I am forever thine:

I fear before thee all the day,

O may I never sin.

2. And while I rest my weary head,

From cares and bus’ness free,

‘Tis sweet conversing on my bed

With my own heart and thee.

3. I pray this evening sacrifice;

And when my work is done,

Great God, my faith and hope relies

Upon thy grace alone.

4. Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,

I’ll give mine eyes to sleep,

Thy hand in safety keeps my days,

And will my slumbers keep.

Hymn 202 / LM / Thomas Ken (Anglican; NO Universalist hymnbooks; in A Selection of Hymns … Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and In Zion’s Songster; or a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Usually Sung at Camp Meetings, and Also in Revivals of Religion 1827; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected (Alexander Campbell) 1850, NOT earlier editions)

1. Glory to thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light:

Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Under the shadow of thy wings.

2. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The sins that I this day have done:

That with the world, myself, and thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

3. Teach me to live, that I may dread

The grave as little as my bed;

Teach me to die, that so I may

Triumphing rise at the last day.

4. O may my soul on thee repose,

And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;

Sleep, that may me more vig’rous make,

To serve my God, when I awake.

5. When in the night I sleepless lie,

My soul with heav’nly thoughts supply:

Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,

No pow’rs of darkness me molest.

6. Let my blest Guardian, while I sleep,

His watchful station near me keep;

My heart with love celestial fill,

And guard me from the approach of ill.

7. May he celestial joys rehearse,

And thought in thought with me converse,

Or, in my stead, all the night long,

Sing to my God a grateful song.

8. Lord, let my soul forever share

The bliss of thy paternal care;

‘Tis heav’n on earth, ’tis heav’n above,

To see thy face, to sing thy love.

9. O when shall I, in endless day,

Forever chase dark sleep away,

And hymns divine with angels sing,

Glory to thee eternal King!

10. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,

Praise him, all creatures here below;

Praise him above, y’ angelic host;

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Hymn 203 / LM / Anne Steele (English Baptist; NO Universalist hymnbooks; in Zion’s Songster; or a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Usually Sung at Camp Meetings, and Also in Revivals of Religion 1827; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833 and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected (Alexander Campbell) 1850 NOT earlier editions)

1. Great God! to thee my evening song,

With humble gratitude I raise:

O let thy mercy tune my tongue,

And fill my heart with lively praise.

2. My days unclouded as they pass,

And ev’ry onward rolling hour,

Are monuments of wond’rous grace,

And witness to thy love and pow’r.

3. And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,

Too oft regardless of thy love,

Ungrateful, can from thee depart,

And from the path of duty rove.

4. Seal my forgiveness in the blood

Of Christ, my Lord; his name alone

I plead for pardon, gracious God,

And kind acceptance at thy throne.

5. With hope in him mine eyelids close,

With sleep refresh my feeble frame;

Safe in thy care may I repose,

And wake with praises to thy name.

Hymn 204 / SM / John Leland (Methodist; 1801; “A Collection of Spiritual Songs and Hymns”; in the 1820’s and 1830’s this Book was Entitled “Zion’s Songster; or a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Usually Sung at Camp Meetings, and Also in Revivals of Religion”

1. The day is past and gone,

The evening shades appear;

O may we all remember well

The night of death draws near.

2. We lay our garments by,

While we retire to rest;

So death will soon disrobe us all

Of what we here possess.

3. Lord, keep us safe this night

Secure from all our fears:

May angels guard us while we sleep,

Till morning light appears.

4. And when we early rise,

And view th’ unwearied sun,

May we set out to win the prize,

And after glory run.

5. And when our days are past,

And we from time remove,

O may we in thy kingdom rest,

Where all is peace and love.

Hymn 205 / CM / Bennet, G; The Presbyterian Juvenile Psalmodist, 1856

1. Come let us all unite and sing,

Before we bow in pray’r;

And praise the Lord our heav’nly King

And thus our hearts prepare.

2. O may our minds be drawn away,

From worldly care, just now,

That we may worship thee, our God

While at thy feet we bow.

3. We’ll pay our evening sacrifice,

To thee, in Jesus’ name,

For mercies shown the day that’s past,

And thank thee for the same.

4. Now while we worship at thy feet,

And praise thee for the past,

We ask thee, Lord, to bless us still,

From oldest to the least.

5. O let thy blessings show’r around,

By day and also night,

Not only us but all thy saints,

Who in thy law delight.

6. O may our days be lengthened out,

As long as we desire,

And then Elijah like, arise,

In chariots of fire.

—–

FUNERAL.

—–

Hymn 206 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. O God! our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,

Our shelter from the stormy blast,

And our eternal home.

2. Under the shadow of thy throne;

Still may we dwell secure;

Sufficient is thine arm alone,

And our defence is sure.

3. Before the hills in order stood,

Or earth received her frame,

From everlasting thou art God,

To endless years the same.

4. A thousand ages in thy sight

Are like an evening gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night,

Before the rising sun.

5. The busy tribes of flesh and blood,

With all their cares and fears,

Are carried downward by the flood,

And lost in foll’wing years.

6. Time, like an ever-rolling stream,

Bears all its sons away;

They fly, forgotten, as a dream

Dies at the op’ning day.

7. O God! our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come;

Be thou our guide while life shall last,

And our perpetual home!

Hymn 207 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards; NO Universalist hymnbooks; NO Campbellite hymnbooks; in A Selection of Hymns Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound,

My ears attend the cry:

“Ye living men, come view the ground

Where you must shortly lie.

2. “Princes, this clay must be your bed,

In spite of all your tow’rs;

The tall, the wise, the rev’rend head,

Shall lie as low as ours.”

3. Great God! is this our certain doom!

And are we still secure!

Still walking downward to the tomb,

And yet prepared no more!

4. Grant us the pow’r of quick’ning grace

To fit our souls to fly;

Then, when we drop this dying flesh,

We’ll rise above the sky.

Hymn 208 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Why do we mourn for dying friends,

Or shake at death’s alarms?

‘Tis but the voice that Jesus sends,

To call them to his arms.

2. Are we not tending upward too,

As fast as time can move?

Nor should we wish the hours more slow,

To keep us from our love.

3. Why should we tremble to convey

Their bodies to the tomb?

There once the flesh of Jesus lay,

And left a long perfume.

4. The graves of all his saints he blest,

And softened every bed:

Where should the dying members rest,

But with their dying Head?

5. Thence he arose, ascending high,

And showed our feet the way:

Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,

At the great rising day.

6. Then let the last loud trumpet sound,

And bid our kindred rise;

Awake, ye nations under ground;

Ye saints, ascend the skies.

Hymn 209 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Why should we start and fear to die!

What tim’rous worms we mortals are!

Death is the gate to endless joy,

And yet we dread to enter there.

2. The pains, the groans, the dying strife,

Fright our approaching souls away;

And we shrink back again to life,

Fond of our prison and our clay.

3. O if my Lord would come and meet,

My soul would stretch her wings in haste,

Fly fearless through death’s iron gate,

Nor feel the terrors as she past!

4. Jesus can make a dying bed

Feel soft as downy pillows are,

While on his breast I lean my head,

And breathe my life out sweetly there.

Hymn 210 / LM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Creation speaks with awful voice—

Hark! ’tis a universal groan

Re-echoes through the vast extent

Of worlds unnumbered called to mourn.

2. For sickness, sorrow, pain and death,

With awful tyranny have reigned;

While all eternity has shed

Her tears of sorrow o’er the slain.

3. But hark, again; a voice is heard,

Resounding through the sullen gloom:

A mighty conq’ror has appeared,

And rose triumphant from the tomb.

4. No longer let creation mourn;

Ye sons of sorrow dry your tears;

Life—life—eternal life, is ours,

Dismiss your doubts, dispel your fears.

5. The King shall soon in clouds descend

With all the heav’nly hosts above:

The dead shall rise and hail their friends,

And always dwell with those they love.

6. No tears, no sorrow, death or pain,

Shall e’er be known to enter there;

But perfect peace, immortal bloom,

Shall reign triumphant ev’ry where!

Hymn 211 / LM / Samuel Wesley (Father of Founder of Methodism; in A Selection of Hymns … Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1808; and in Universalist Hymn Book 1843)

1. The morning flow’rs display their sweets,

And gay their silken leaves unfold,

As careless of the noon tide heats,

As fearless of the evening cold.

2. Nipped by the wind’s untimely blast,

Parched by the sun’s director ray,

The momentary glories waste,

The short lived beauties die away.

3. So blooms the human face divine,

When youth its pride of beauty shows,

Fairer than spring the colors shine,

And sweeter than the virgin-rose.

4. Or worn by slowly-rolling years,

Or broke by sickness in a day,

The fading glory disappears,

The short lived beauties die away.

5. Yet these, new-rising from the tomb,

With lustre brighter far shall shine;

Revive with ever during bloom,

Safe from diseases and decline.

6. Let sickness blast, let death devour,

If heav’n but recompense our pains:

Perish the grass, and fade the flow’r,

If firm the word of God remains.

Hymn 212 / 6-8s / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Think, mighty God, on feeble man,

How few his hours—how short his span!

Short from the cradle to the grave;

Who can secure his vital breath

Against the bold demands of death,

With skill to fly—or pow’r to save?

2. Lord, shall it be forever said,

“The race of man was only made

For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?”

Are not thy servants, day by day

Sent to their graves, and turned, to clay?

Lord, where’s thy kindness to the just?

3. Hast thou not promised to thy Son,

And all his seed, a heavenly crown?

But flesh and sense indulge despair:

Forever blessed be the Lord,

That faith can read his holy word,

And find resurrection there.

4. Forever blessed be the Lord,

Who gives his saints a long reward

For all their toil, reproach, and pain:

Let all below, and all above,

Join to proclaim thy wondrous love,

And each repeat his loud Amen.

Hymn 213 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Through every age, eternal God,

Thou art our rest—our safe abode:

High was thy throne, ere heav’n was made,

Or earth thy humble footstool laid.

2. Long hadst thou reigned, ere time began,

Or dust was fashioned into man;

And long thy kingdom shall endure,

When earth and time shall be no more.

3. But man—weak man—is born to die,

Made up of guilt and vanity;

Thy dreadful sentence, Lord is just,

“Return, ye sinners, to your dust.”

4. Death, like an ever-flowing stream,

Sweeps us away—our life’s a dream—

An empty tale—a morning flow’r—

Cut down, and withered, in an hour.

5. Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man;

And kindly lengthen out our span,

Till, cleansed by grace, we all may be

Prepared to die, and dwell with thee.

Hymn 214 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. My, soul, come, meditate the day,

And think how near it stands,

When thou must quit this house of clay,

And fly to unknown lands.

2. Oh! could we die with those who die,

And place us in their stead;

Then would our spirits learn to fly,

And converse with the dead:—

3. Then should we see the saints above

In their own glorious forms;

And wonder why our souls should love

To dwell with mortal worms.

4. We should almost forsake our clay

Before the summons come,

And pray, and wish our souls away

To their eternal home.

Hymn 215 / CM / Anne Steele (English Baptist)

1. Life is a span—a fleeting hour—

How soon the vapor flies!

Man is a tender, transient flower,

That ev’n while blooming—dies.

2. The once loved form, now cold and dead,

Each mournful thought employs;

And nature weeps her comforts fled,

And withered all her joys.

3. Hope looks beyond the bounds of time,

When what we now deplore

Shall rise in full, immortal prime,

And bloom to fade no more.

4. Cease then, fond nature, cease thy tears—

Thy Savior dwells on high;

There everlasting spring appears—

There joys shall never die.

Hymn 216 / CM / Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810; and Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831)

1. Heav’n has confirmed the dread decree

That Adam’s race must die:

One general ruin sweeps them down,

And low in dust they lie.

2. Ye living men, the tomb survey,

Where you must shortly dwell;

Hark! how the awful summons sounds,

In ev’ry funeral knell!

3. Once you must die—and once for all—

The solemn purport weigh:

For know, that heaven or hell is hung

On that important day!

4. Those eyes, so long in darkness veiled,

Must wake, the Judge to see;

And every word—and every thought:—

Must pass his scrutiny.

5. Oh may I in the Judge behold

My Savior and my Friend;

And, far beyond the reach of death

With all his saints ascend.

Hymn 217 / CM / Anne Steele (English Baptist)

1. When youth and age are snatched away

By death’s resistless hand,

Our hearts the mournful tribute pay,

And bow at God’s command.

2. While love still prompts the rising sigh,

With awful pow’r impressed,

Let this dread truth, “I too must die!”

Sink deep in every breast!

3. May this vain world o’ercome no more

Behold the opening tomb!

It bids us use the present hour;

To-morrow death may come.

4. The voice of this instructive scene

Let every heart obey!

Nor be the faithful warning vain

Which calls to watch and pray.

5. Lord! let us to our refuge fly!

Thine arm alone can save:

Give us, through Christ, the victory,

To triumph o’er the grave!

Hymn 218 / PM / Alexander Pope

1. Vital spark of heavenly flame,

Quit, oh! quit this mortal frame:

Trembling, hoping, ling’ring, flying—

Oh! the pain the bliss of dying!

Cease, fond nature—cease thy strife,

And let me languish into life!

2. Hark!—they whisper—angels say,

“Sister spirit, come away:”

What is this absorbs me quite?—

Steals my senses—shuts my sight—

Drowns my spirits—draws my breath?—

Tell me, my soul—can this be death?

3. The world recedes—it disappears—

Heaven opens on my eyes!—my ears

With sounds seraphic ring!—

Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!

“O grave! where is thy victory!

O death! where is thy sting!”

Hymn 219 / SM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. And must this body die?

This mortal frame decay?

And must these active limbs of mine

Lie mould’ring in the clay?

2. God, my Redeemer, lives,

And frequent from the skies,

Looks down and watches all my dust,

Till he shall bid it rise.

3. Arrayed in glorious grace

Shall these vile bodies shine,

And every shape, and every face

Look heav’nly and divine.

4. These lively hopes we owe

To Jesus’ dying love—

We would adore his grace below,

And sing his pow’r above.

5. Accept, O Lord, the praise

Of these our humble songs,

Till tunes of nobler sound we raise

With our immortal tongues.

Hymn 220 / SM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1807; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833)

1. And am I born to die?

To lay this body down?

And must my trembling spirit fly

Into a world unknown?

2. Waked by the trumpet’s sound,

I from the grave must rise,

And see the Judge, with glory crowned,

And see the flaming skies.

3. How shall I leave my tomb?—

With triumph or regret?—

A fearful or a joyful doom—

A curse, or blessing meet?

4. I must from God be driven—

Or with my Savior dwell;

Must come at his command to heav’n—

Or else depart—to hell.

5. O thou, that wouldst not have

One wretched sinner die,

Who diedst thyself, my soul to save

From endless misery;—

6. Show me the way to shun

Thy dreadful wrath severe;

That, when thou comest on thy throne,

I may with joy appear.

Hymn 221 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. That awful day will surely come,

Th’ appointed hour makes haste,

When I must stand before my Judge,

And pass the solemn test.

2. Thou lovely Chief of all my joys—

Thou Sov’reign of my heart—

How could I bear to hear thy voice

Pronounce the word—”Depart.”

3. Oh! wretched state of deep despair,

To see my God remove,

And fix my doleful station where

I must not taste his love.

4. Oh! tell me that my worthless name

Is graven on thy hands;

Show me some promise in thy book,

Where my salvation stands.

Hymn 222 / LM / Anne Steele (English Baptist)

1. Eternity is just at hand,

And shall I waste my ebbing sand?

And careless view departing day,

And throw my inch of time away?

2. Eternity!—tremendous sound!—

To guilty souls a dreadful wound!

But oh! if Christ and heaven be mine,

How sweet the accents!—how divine!

3. Be this my chief, my only care—

My high pursuit—my ardent pray’r—

An interest in the Savior’s blood,

My pardon sealed, and peace with God.

4. But should my brightest hopes be vain;

The rising doubts how sharp their pain!

My fears, O gracious God, remove,

Confirm my title to thy love.

5. Search, Lord—oh search my inmost heart,

And light, and hope, and joy impart;

From guilt and error set me free,

And guide me safe to heav’n and thee.

Hymn 223 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb;

Take this new treasure to thy trust,

And give these sacred relics room,

To slumber in the silent dust.

2. Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear

Invade thy bounds—no mortal woes

Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,

While angels watch the soft repose.

3. So Jesus slept—God’s dying Son

Passed thro’ the grave, and blest the bed.

Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne

The morning breaks, and pierce the shade.

4. Break from his throne, illustrious morn!

Attend, O earth! his sov’reign word;

Restore thy trust—a glorious form

Shall then arise to meet the Lord.

Hymn 224 / 8s & 7s / William B. Collyer (Anglican)

1. Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish

O’er the grave of those you love;

Pain, and death, and night, and anguish,

Enter not the world above.

2. While our silent steps are straying,

Lonely, through night’s deep’ning shade,

Glory’s brightest beams are playing

Round th’ immortal spirit’s head.

3. Light and peace at once deriving

From the hand of God most high,

In his glorious presence living,

They shall never—never die!

4. Endless pleasure, pain excluding,

Sickness there no more can come;

There, no fear of woe intruding,

Sheds o’er heav’n a moment’s gloom.

5. Now, ye mourners, cease to languish

O’er the graves of those ye love;

Far removed from pain and anguish,

They are chanting hymns above.

—–

RESURRECTION

—–

Hymn 225 / LM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Original, Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in A Selection of Hymns from Various Authors, Designed as a Supplement to the Methodist Pocket Hymn Book 1811; and in Zion’s Songster; or a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Usually Sung at Camp Meetings, and Also in Revivals of Religion 1827)

1. Our Lord is risen from the dead,

Our Jesus is gone up on high:

The pow’rs of hell are captive led,

Dragged to the portals of the sky.

2. There his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay:

Lift up your heads, ye heav’nly gates!

Ye everlasting doors, give way!

3. Loose all your bars of massy light,

And wide unfold th’ ethereal scene;

He claims these mansions as his right,

Receive the King of glory in.

4. “Who is the King of glory—who?”

The Lord, that all his foes o’ercame,

That sin, and death, and hell o’erthrew;

And Jesus is the conqu’ror’s name.

5. Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,

And angels chant the solemn lay:

Lift up your heads, ye heav’nly gates!

Ye everlasting doors, give way!

6. “Who is the King of glory—who?”

The Lord, of boundless pow’r possessed,

The King of saints and angels too,

God over all, for ever blest.

Hymn 226 / PM / Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist); A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors, Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’ Psalms and Hymns 1816; and Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1833; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Alexander Campbell 1834)

1. Yes! the Redeemer rose,

The Savior left the dead,

And o’er our hellish foes

High raised his conq’ring head;

In wild dismay,

The guards around

Fall to the ground,

And sink away.

2. Behold th’ angelic bands

In full assembly meet,

To wait his high commands,

And worship at his feet.

Joyful they come,

And wing their way

From realms of day

To Jesus’ tomb.

3. Then back to heav’n they fly

The joyful news to bear—

Hark!—as they soar on high,

What music fills the air!

Their anthems say—

“Jesus who bled,

Hath let the dead

He rose to-day.”

4. Ye mortals! catch the sound—

Redeemed by him from hell,

And send the echo round

The globe on which you dwell;

Transported, cry—

“Jesus, who bled,

Hath left the dead,

No more to die.”

Hymn 227 / 7s / Thomas Gibbons (Non-Conformist Calvinist; In Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817)

1. Angels! roll the rock away!

Death! yield up thy mighty prey!

See!—he rises from the tomb,

Rises with immortal bloom.

2. ‘Tis the Savior—seraphs, raise

Your triumphant shouts of praise;

Let the earth’s remotest bound

Hear the joy-inspiring sound.

3. Lift, ye saints—lift up your eyes!

Now to glory see him rise!

Hosts of angels on the road

Hail and sing th’ incarnate God.

4. Heav’n unfolds its portals wide:

Gracious conqueror, through them ride,

King of glory! mount thy throne,

Boundless empire is thine own.

5. Praise him, all ye heav’nly choirs,

Praise, and sweep your golden lyres;

Praise him in the noblest songs,

Praise him from ten thousand tongues.

Hymn 228 / PM / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal 1808; and in The Songs of Zion: or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817; and in Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Alexander Campbell) 1834)

1. Christ, the Lord, is ris’n to day!

Sons of men and angels say;

Raise your joys and triumphs high,

Sing you heav’ns—and earth reply.

2. Love’s redeeming work is done;

Fought the fight, the battle won:

Lo! the sun’s eclipse is o’er;

Lo! he sets in blood no more.

3. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,

Christ has burst the gates of hell:

Death in vain forbids his rise;

Christ has opened Paradise.

4. Lives again our glorious King,

“Where, O Death! is now thy sting?”

Once he died our souls to save,

“Where’s thy vic’try, boasting Grave!”

5. Soar we now where Christ has led,

Foll’wing our exalted Head;

Made like him, like him we rise,

Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.

6. What tho’ once we perished all,

Partners of our parents’ fall;

Second life we now receive,

In our heav’nly Adam live.

7. Hail, thou Lord of earth and heav’n!

Praise to thee by both be giv’n!

Thee we greet triumphant now,

Hail! the resurrection—thou.

Hymn 229 / CM / Nahum Tate & Nicolas Brady (Protestant Hymn Authors & Compilers)

1. Lift up your heads, eternal gates,

Unfold, to entertain

The King of glory; see, he comes

With his celestial train.

2. Who is this King of glory?—who?

The Lord for strength renowned;

In battle mighty,—o’er his foes

Eternal victor crowned.

3. Lift up your heads, eternal gates,

Unfold to entertain

The King of glory;—see, he comes

With all his shining train.

4. Who is this King of glory?—who?

The Lord of hosts renowned:

Of glory he alone is King,

Who is with glory crowned.

Hymn 230 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. This is the day the Lord hath made,

He calls the hours his own;

Let heaven rejoice—let earth be glad,

And praise surround his throne.

2. To-day he rose, and left the dead,

And Satan’s empire fell;

To-day the saints his triumphs spread,

And all his wonders tell.

3. Hosanna to the anointed King,

To David’s holy Son:

Help us, O Lord—descend and bring

Salvation from thy throne.

4. Blest be the Lord—who comes to men

With messages of grace;

Who comes, in God his Father’s name,

To save our sinful race.

5. Hosanna in the highest strains,

The church on earth can raise;

The highest heav’ns, in which he reigns,

Shall give him nobler praise.

—–

FAREWELL.

—–

Hymn 231 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. The gallant ship is under way,

To bear me off to sea,

And yonder float the streamers gay,

That say she waits for me.

The seamen dip their ready oar,

As ebbing waves oft tell—

They bear me swiftly from the shore:

My native land farewell.

2. I go but not to plough the main

To ease a restless mind,

Nor do I toil on battle’s plain

The victor’s wreath to twine.

‘Tis not for treasures that are hid

In mountain or in dell!

‘Tis not for joys like these I bid

My native land farewell.

3. I go to break the fowler’s snare,

To gather Israel home:

I go the name of Christ to bear

In lands and isles unknown.

And when my pilgrim feet shall tread

On land where darkness dwells,

Where light and truth have long since fled,

My native land farewell.

4. I go an erring child of dust,

Ten thousand foes, among;

Yet on His mighty arm I trust

That makes the feeble strong—

My sun, my shield, forever nigh,

He will my fears dispel:

This hope supports me when I sigh—

My native land farewell.

5. I go devoted to his cause,

And to his will resigned;

His presence will supply the loss

Of all I leave behind.

His promise cheers the sinking heart,

And lights the darkest cell,

To exiled pilgrims grace imparts—

My native land farewell.

6. I go because my master calls;

He’s made my duty plain—

No danger can the heart appal

When Jesus stoops to reign!

And now the vessel’s side we’ve made;

The sails their bosoms swell:

Thy beauties in the distance fade—

My native land farewell.

Hymn 232 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Farewell, our friends and brethren!

Here take the parting hand—

We go to preach the gospel

To ev’ry foreign land.

2. Farewell our wives and children,

Who render life so sweet—

Dry up your tears—be faithful

Till we again do meet.

3. Farewell ye scenes of childhood,

And fancies of our youth;

We go to combat error

With everlasting truth.

4. Farewell all carnal pleasure,

Which gilds the scenes of mirth,

Your days are surely numbered

To trouble man on earth.

5. Farewell, farewell our country—

Our home is now abroad

To labor in the vineyard,

In righteousness for God.

6. The gallant ships are ready

To waft us o’er the sea,

To gather up the blessed,

That Zion may be free.

Hymn 233 / PM / Samuel F. Smith (Baptist; in Hymns, Selected and Original, for Public and Private Worship 1832; and Manual of Christian Psalmody 1832)

1. Yes, my native land, I love thee,

All thy scenes I love them well,

Friends, connexions, happy country!

Can I bid you all farewell?

Can I leave thee—

Far in distant lands to dwell?

2. Home! thy joys are passing lovely;

Joys no stranger-heart can tell!

Happy home! ’tis sure I love thee!

Can I—can I—say Farewell?

Can I leave thee—

Far in distant lands to dwell?

3. Holy scenes of joy and gladness,

Ev’ry fond emotion swell,

Can I banish heart-felt sadness

While I bid my home farewell?

Can I leave thee—

Far in distant lands to dwell?

4. Yes! I hasten from you gladly,

From the scenes I love so well!

Far away, ye billows, bear me:

Lovely, native land farewell!

Pleased I leave thee—

Far in distant lands to dwell.

5. In the deserts let me labor,

On the mountains let me tell,

How he died—the blessed Savior—

To redeem a world from hell!

Let me hasten,—

Far in distant lands to dwell.

6. Bear me on, thou restless ocean;

Let the winds my canvass swell—

Heaves my heart with warm emotion,

While I go far hence to dwell,

Glad I bid thee,—

Native land!—FAREWELL—FAREWELL.

Hymn 234 / PM / Seth Mattison  (Methodist Episcopal Hymnist; in The retired muse, or, Forest songster: embracing a number of sentimental and devotional poems, 1825)

1. Adieu, my dear brethren adieu,

Reluctant we give you the hand,

No more to assemble with you

Till we on mount Zion shall stand.

2. Your acts of benevolence past,

Your gentle compassionate love,

Henceforth in our mem’ry shall last,

Though far from your sight we remove.

3. Our hearts swell with tender regret,

And sigh at each parting embrace,

While heaven our course must direct,

And others succeed in our place.

4. When journ’ing the gospel to preach,

Our course among strangers we steer,

Repentance and faith we will teach,

To all that are willing to hear.

5. O Shepherd of Israel draw near!

Thy glorious presence display,

Our parting reflections to cheer,

And help us thy voice to obey.

6. Help us to refrain from each ill,

Press forward for glory and peace,

Our sacred engagements fulfill,

Till thou shalt command our release.

7. Then may we to Zion repair,

And wait our blest Master to see,

To spend the Millennium there,

From sin and from sorrow set free.

8. How cheerful the thoughts of that rest,

With Jesus our Savior to reign,

Till we shall be changed with the blest,

And glory celestial obtain.

Hymn 235 / 6 &7s / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. When shall we all meet again?

When shall we our rest obtain?

When our pilgrimage be o’er—

Parting sighs be known no more!

When mount Zion we regain,

There may we all meet again.

2. We to foreign climes repair,

Truth the message which we bear;

Truth, which angels oft have borne,

Truth to comfort those who mourn,

Truth eternal will remain;

On its rock we’ll meet again.

3. Now the bright and Morning Star

Spreads its glorious light afar,—

Kindles up the rising dawn

Of that bright Millennial morn,

When the saints shall rise and reign,

In the clouds we’ll meet again.

4. When the sons of Israel come,

When they build Jerusalem,

When the house of God is reared,

And Messiah’s way prepared;

When from heaven he comes to reign,

There may we all meet again.

5. When the earth is cleansed by fire,

When the wicked’s hopes expire;

When in cold oblivion’s shade,

Proud oppressors all are laid,

Long will Zion’s mount remain;

There may we all meet again.

Hymn 236 / PM / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. Adieu to the city, where long I have wandered,

To tell them of judgments and warn them to flee;

How often in sorrow, their woes I have pondered,

Perhaps in affliction, they’ll think upon me.

2. With a tear of compassion, in silence retiring,

The last ray of hope for your safety expiring;

A feeling of pity this bosom inspiring—

Sing this lamentation and think upon me.

3. How often at evening your halls have resounded

With th’ pure testimony of Jesus so free;

While the meek were rejoicing, the proud were confounded,

The poor had the gospel—they’ll think upon me.

4. When Empires shall tremble at Israel’s returning,

And earth shall be cleansed by the Spirit of burning;

When proud men shall perish, and priest with their learning,—

Sing this lamentation, and think upon me.

5. When the Union is severed and liberty’s blessings

Withheld from the sons of Columbia, once free;

When bloodshed and war, and famine distress them,

Remember the warning, and think upon me.

6. When this mighty city shall crumble to ruin,

And sink as a millstone, the merchants undoing;

The ransomed the highway of Zion pursuing,—

Sing this lamentation, and think upon me.

Hymn 237 / 10s & 11s / Parley P. Pratt (LDS; formerly Campbellite; in Pratt’s Collection)

1. To leave my dear friends, and from neighbors to part,

And go from my home it afflicts my poor heart—

With the thoughts of absenting myself far away,

From the house of my God where I’ve chosen to pray.

2. But Jesus doth call me a message to bear,

To kingdoms, and countries, and islands afar;

His presence will bless me and be with me there,

His spirit inspires me, in answer to pray’r.

3. Then why should I linger with fondest desire

O’er home and the raptures its comforts inspire?

For sweeter O sweeter, the message I bear

To comfort the mourner in answer to prayer.

4. Dear friends, I must leave you, and bid you adieu,

And pay my devotion in parts that are new;

But still I’ll remember in pilgrimage there

The joys that we tasted in answer to prayer.

5. How oft, when the day’s busy bustle his closed,

And nature lies sleeping in silent repose,

To some lone retreat I will fondly repair,

Remember my kindred, and pray for them there.

—–

MISCELLANEOUS.

—–

Hymn 238 / PM / Philip  (English nonconformist)

1. Triumphant Zion! lift thy head

From dust, and darkness, and the dead!

Though humbled long—awake at length,

And gird thee with thy Savior’s strength!

2. Put all thy beauteous garments on,

And let thy excellence be known:

Decked in the robes of righteousness,

Thy glories shall the world confess.

3. No more shall foes unclean invade,

And fill thy hallowed walls with dread;

No more shall hell’s insulting host

Their victory and thy sorrows boast.

4. God, from on high, has heard thy prayer;

His hand thy ruin shall repair:

Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease

To guard thee in eternal peace.

Hymn 239 / 8s & 6s / Hans Henry Peterson

1. There is an hour of peaceful rest,

To mourning wanderers given:

There is a tear for souls distressed,

A balm for every wounded breast—

‘Tis found alone—in heaven.

2. There is a home for weary souls,

By sins and sorrows driven;

When tossed on life’s tempestuous shoals

Where storms arise—and ocean rolls,

And all is drear—but heaven.

3. There faith lifts up the tearless eye,

The heart with anguish riven;

It views the tempest passing by,

Sees evening shadows quickly fly,

And all serene—in heaven.

4. There fragrant flowers immortal bloom,

And joys supreme are given;

There rays divine disperse the gloom;

Beyond the dark and narrow tomb

Appears the dawn—of heaven.

Hymn 240 / PM / Benjamin Francis (Baptist; in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Abner Jones) 1835)

1. Great King of glory, come,

And with thy favor crown

This temple as thy home,

This people as thine own:

Beneath this roof, oh! deign to show

How God can dwell with men below.

2. Here may thine ears attend

Our interceding cries,

And grateful praise ascend,

Like incense, to the skies:

Here may thy word melodious sound,

And spread celestial joys around.

3. Here may our unborn sons

And daughters sound thy praise,

And shine like polished stones,

Through long succeeding days:

Here, Lord, display thy saving power,

While temples stand, and men adore.

4. Here may the listening throng

Imbibe thy truth and love;

Here Christians join the song

Of seraphims above:

Till all who humbly seek thy face,

Rejoice in thy abounding grace.

Hymn 241 / LM / Philip Doddridge (English nonconformist; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns Selected from Dr. Watts and Others)

1. The flowery spring, at God’s command,

Perfumes the air, and paints the land:

The summer rays with vigor shine,

To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.

2. His hand in autumn richly pours,

Through all her coasts, redundant stores;

And winters, softened by his care,

No more the face of horror wear.

3. The changing seasons, months, and days

Demand successive songs of praise;

And be the cheerful homage paid,

With morning light, and evening shade.

4. And oh, may each harmonious tongue

In worlds unknown the praise prolong,

And in those brighter courts adore,

Where days and years revolve no more.

Hymn 242 / PM / John Bowring (Presbyterian; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns … Selected from Dr. Wattsand Others 1831; and Camp Meeting Hymn Book 1833)

1. Watchman! tell us of the night,

What its signs of promise are—

Traveler! o’er yon mountain’s height,

See that glory-beaming star!—

Watchman! does its beauteous ray

Aught of hope or joy foretell?—

Traveler! yes; it brings the day—

Promised day of Israel.

2. Watchman! tell us of the night,

Higher yet that star ascends.—

Traveler! blessedness and light,

Peace and truth, its course portends!—

Watchman! will its beams alone

Gild the spot that gave them birth?—

Traveler! ages are its own,

See, it bursts o’er all the earth.

3. Watchman! tell us of the night,

For the morning seems to dawn.—

Traveler! darkness takes its flight,

Doubt and terror are withdrawn.—

Watchman! let thy wanderings cease;

Hie thee to thy quiet home.—

Traveler! lo! the Prince of Peace,

Lo! the Son of God is come!

Hymn 243 / 8s, 7s &4 / Charles Wesley (Brother of Founder of Methodism; in The Songs of Zion or, The Christian’s New Hymn Book, for the Use of the Methodists 1817; and Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation 1817; and Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs selected by Alexander Campbell 1832)

1. Lo! he comes, with clouds descending,

Once for favored sinners slain!

Thousands, thousand saints, attending,

Swell the triumph of his train:

Hallelujah!

Jesus comes—and comes to reign.

2. Every eye shall now behold him,

Robed in dreadful majesty!

Those who set at nought and sold him,

Pierced, and nailed him to the tree,

Deeply wailing,

Shall the true Messiah see!

3. When the solemn trump has sounded,

Heav’n and earth shall flee away;

All who hate him must, confounded,

Hear the summons of that day—

“Come to judgment!—

Come to judgment!—come away.”

4. Yea, amen!—let all adore thee,

High on the eternal throne!

Savior, take the pow’r and glory;

Make thy righteous sentence known!

Oh come quickly—

Claim the kingdom for thine own!

Hymn 244 / CM / Nahum Tate & Nicolas Brady (Protestant Hymn Authors & Compilers)

1. While humble shepherds watched their flocks

In Bethlehem’s fields by night,

An angel, sent from heaven, appeared,

And filled the fields with light.

2. Fear not, he said, (for sudden dread

Had seized their troubled mind.)

Glad tidings of great joy I bring

To you and all mankind.

3. To you, in David’s town, this day

Is born of David’s line,

The Savior, who is Christ the Lord:

And this shall be the sign:

4. The heav’nly babe you there shall find

To human view displayed,

All meanly wrapt in swaddling bands,

And in a manger laid.

5. Thus spoke the seraph; and forthwith,

Appeared a shining throng

Of angels, praising God; and thus

Addressed their joyful song:

8. All glory be to God on high

And to the earth be peace;

Good will is shown by heav’n to men,

And never more shall cease.

Hymn 245 / CM / John Needham (Baptist; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810; and The Christian Psalmist 1833)

1. Rise, O my soul—pursue the path

By ancient worthies trod;

Aspiring, view those holy men,

Who lived and walked with God.

2. Though dead, they speak in reason’s ear,

And in example live;

Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds,

Still fresh instruction give.

3. ‘Twas thro’ the Lamb’s most precious blood,

They conquered every foe;

To his almighty power and grace,

Their crowns of life they owe.

4. Lord, may I ever keep in view

The patterns thou hast given,

And ne’er forsake the blessed road,

That led them safe to heav’n.

Hymn 246 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. Nor eye hath seen—nor ear hath heard,

Nor sense, nor reason known

What joys the Father has prepared

For those that love his Son.

2. But the good Spirit of the Lord

Reveals a heaven to come;

The beams of glory in his word

Allure and guide us home.

3. Pure are the joys above the sky,

And all the region peace;—

No wanton lips nor envious eye

Can see or taste the bliss.

4. Those holy gates forever bar

Pollution, sin, and shame;

None shall obtain admittance there,

But foll’wers of the Lamb.

Hymn 247 / CM / Michael Bruce (United Brethren); adapted by John Logan (Church of Scotland)

1. Behold the mountain of the Lord

In latter days shall rise,

On mountain tops above the hills,

And draw the wond’ring eyes.

2. To this the joyful nations round,

All tribes and tongues shall flow;

Up to the hill of God, they’ll say,

And to his house we’ll go.

3. The beam that shines from Zion’s hill

Shall ‘lighten ev’ry land;

The King who reigns in Salem’s towers,

Shall all the world command.

4. Among the nations he shall judge,

His judgments truth shall guide;

His sceptre shall protect the just,

And quell the sinner’s pride.

5. No strife shall rage, nor hostile feuds

Disturb those peaceful years;

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,

To pruning hooks their spears.

6. No longer host encount’ring host,

Shall crowds of slain deplore:

They’ll hang the trumpet in the hall,

And study war no more.

7. Come, then, O house of Jacob! come

To worship at his shrine;

And, walking in the light of God,

With holy beauties shine.

Hymn 248 / PM / William Walker (Baptist Song Leader; in Southern Harmony)

1. Hear the royal proclamation,

The glad tidings of salvation,

Published to every creature,

To the ruined sons of nature.

Chorus.

Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious,

O’er heaven and earth most glorious,

Jesus reigns.

2. See the royal banner flying,

Hear the heralds loudly crying,

“Rebel sinners, royal favor

Now is offered by the Savior.”

Jesus reigns, &c.

3. Hear, ye sons of wrath and ruin,

Who have wrought your own undoing,

Here are life and free salvation,

Offered to the whole creation.

Jesus reigns, &c.

4. Turn unto the Lord most holy,

Shun the paths of vice and folly;

Turn, or you are lost forever,

Oh now turn to God the Savior.

Jesus reigns, &c.

5. ‘Twas for you that Jesus died,

For you he was crucified,

Conquered death, and rose to heav’n,

Life eternal’s through him given.

Jesus reigns, &c.

6. Here are wine, and milk, and honey,

Come, and purchase without money;

Mercy like a flowing fountain,

Streaming from the holy mountain.

Jesus reigns, &c.

7. For this love let rocks and mountains,

Purling streams and crystal fountains,

Roaring thunders, lightnings’ blazes,

Shout the great Messiah’s praises.

Jesus reigns, &c.

8. Now our hearts have caught new fire,

Brethren, raise your voices higher;

Shout with joyful acclamation,

To the King of our salvation.

Jesus reigns, &c.

9. Shout, ye tongues of every nation,

To the bounds of the creation;

Shout the praise of Judah’s Lion,

The Almighty Prince of Zion.

Jesus reigns, &c.

10. Shout, ye saints, make joyful mention,

Christ hath purchased our redemption;

Angels, shout the pleasing story,

Through the brighter world of glory.

Jesus reigns, &c.

Hymn 249 / LM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. When I survey the wond’rous cross

On which the Prince of glory died,

My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride!

2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my God:

All the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to thy blood.

3. See from his head, his hands, his feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down:

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

4. Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small:

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Hymn 250 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. This earth was once a garden place,

With all her glories common;

And men did live a holy race,

And worship Jesus face to face,

In Adam-ondi-Ahman.

2. We read that Enoch walked with God,

Above the pow’r of Mammon:

While Zion spread herself abroad,

And saints and angels sung aloud

In Adam-ondi-Ahman.

3. Her land was good and greatly blest,

Beyond old Israel’s Canaan:

Her fame was known from east to west;

Her peace was great, and pure the rest

Of Adam-ondi-Ahman.

4. Hosanna to such days to come—

The Savior’s second coming—

When all the earth in glorious bloom,

Affords the saints a holy home

Like Adam-ondi-Ahman.

Hymn 251 / PM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. How pleasant ’tis to see

Kindred and friends agree;

Each in his proper station move,

And each fulfill his part,

With sympathizing heart,

In all the cares of life and love!

2. ‘Tis like the ointment shed

On Aaron’s sacred head,

Divinely rich, divinely sweet:

The oil through all the room

Diffused a choice perfume,

Ran through his robes, and blest his feet.

3. Like fruitful showers of rain,

That water all the plain,

Descending from the neighboring hills;

Such streams of pleasure roll

Through every friendly soul,

Where love like heavenly dew distills.

Hymn 252 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. The Spirit of God like a fire is burning;

The latter day glory begins to come forth;

The visions and blessings of old are returning;

The angels are coming to visit the earth.

Chorus.

We’ll sing and we’ll shout with the armies of heaven:

Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!

Let glory to them in the highest be given,

Henceforth and forever: amen and amen.

2. The Lord is extending the saints’ understanding—

Restoring their judges and all as at first;

The knowledge and power of God are expanding,

The vail o’er the earth is beginning to burst.

We’ll sing and we’ll shout, &c.

3. We call in our solemn assemblies, in spirit,

To spread forth the kingdom of heaven abroad,

That we through our faith may begin to inherit

The visions, and blessings, and glories of God.

We’ll sing and we’ll shout, &c.

4. We’ll wash and be washed, and with oil be anointed,

Withal not omitting the washing of feet:

For he that receiveth his PENNY appointed

Must surely be clean at the harvest of wheat.

We’ll sing and we’ll shout &c.

5. Old Israel that fled from the world for his freedom,

Must come with the cloud and the pillar, amain.

A Moses, and Aaron, and Joshua lead him,

And feed him on manna from heaven again.

We’ll sing and we’ll shout &c.

6. How blessed the day when the lamb and the lion

Shall lie down together without any ire;

And Ephraim be crowned with his blessing in Zion,

As Jesus descends with his chariots of fire!

We’ll sing and we’ll shout with HIS armies of heaven:

Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!

Let glory to them in the highest be given,

Henceforth and forever: amen and amen.

Hymn 253 / 8s & 7s / John Cawood (Evangelical Anglican; in Church Psalmody: a Collection of Psalms and Hymns Selected from Dr. Watts and Others 1831; and The Christian Psalmist 1833)

1. Hark!—what mean those holy voices,

Sweetly sounding through the skies?

Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices;

Heavenly hallelujahs rise.

2. Hear them tell the wondrous story,

Hear them chant in hymns of joy,

“Glory in the highest—glory!

Glory be to God most high!

3. Peace on earth—good-will from heaven

Reaching far as man is found.”

“Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven,”—

Loud our golden harps shall sound.

4. Christ is born, the great Anointed;

Heaven and earth his praises sing!

Oh receive whom God appointed,

For your Prophet, Priest, and King.

5. Haste, ye mortals, to adore him;

Learn his name—and taste his joy;

Till in heav’n ye sing before him,

Glory be to God most high!

Hymn 254 / SM / Universalist Hymnbook (First appeared in A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship, 1789; and Universalaists’ Hymn Book: a New Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies, 1821)

1. Lord, what our ears have heard,

Our eyes delighted trace;

Thy love in long succession shown

To Zion’s chosen race.

2. Our children thou dost claim,

And mark them out for thine:

Ten thousand blessings to thy name,

For goodness so divine.

3. Thee let the fathers own,

Thee let the sons adore;

Joined to the Lord in solemn vows,

TO be forgot no more.

4. How great thy mercies, Lord!

How plenteous is thy grace!

Which, in the promise of thy love,

Includes our rising race.

5. Our offspring, still thy care,

Shall own their father’s God;

To latest times thy blessings share,

And sound thy praise abroad.

Hymn 255 / CM / Philip Doddridge (xxxxxx; in A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns … intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts’s Psalms and Tunes 1810; and in Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs

(Abner Jones) 1833; and in        A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 1837)

1. Behold what condescending love

Jesus on earth displays!

To babes and sucklings he extends

The riches of his grace!

2. He still the ancient promise keeps,

To our forefathers giv’n;

Young children in his arms he takes,

And calls them heirs of heav’n.

3. Forbid them not, whom Jesus calls,

Nor dare the claim resist,

Since his own lips to us declare

Of such will heav’n consist.

4. With flowing tears, and thankful hearts

We give them up to thee;

Receive them, Lord, into thine arms;

Thine may they ever be.

Hymn 256 / LM / J. Merrick

1. Arise, great God! and let thy grace

Shed its glad beams on Jacob’s race;

Restore the long-lost, scattered band,

And call them to their native land.

2. Their misery let thy mercy heal,

Their trespass hide—their pardon seal;

O God of Israel! hear our prayer,

And grant them still thy love to share.

3. How long shall Jacob’s offspring prove

The sad suspension of thy love?

Say—shall thy wrath forever burn?

And shall thy mercy ne’er return?

4. Thy quickening Spirit now impart,

And wake to joy each grateful heart,

While Israel’s rescued tribes in thee

Their bliss and full salvation see.

Hymn 257 / CM / Isaac Watts (1674-1748; Anglican Non-Conformist; Attacked by Calvinist Jonathan Edwards)

1. 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?

2. Must I be carried to the skies

On flow’ry beds of ease,

While others fought to win the prize,

And sailed through bloody seas.

3. Are there no foes for me to face?

Must I not stem the flood?

Is this vile world a friend to grace,

To help me on to God?

4. Sure I must fight if I would reign;

Increase my courage, Lord!

I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,

Supported by thy word.

5. Thy saints in all this glorious war,

Shall conquer though they die;

They see the triumph from afar,

And seize it with their eye.

6. When that illustrious day shall rise,

And all thy armies shine

In robes of vict’ry through the skies,

The glory shall be thine.

Hymn 258 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. What fair one is this, from the wilderness trav’ling,

Looking for Christ, the beloved of her heart?

O, this is the church, the fair bride of the Savior,

Which with every idol is willing to part.

While men in contention, are constantly howling,

And Babylon’s bells are continually tolling,

As though all the craft of her merchants was failing,

And Jesus was coming to reign on the earth.

2. There is a sweet sound in the gospel of heaven,

And people are joyful when they understand,

The saints on their way home to glory are even

Determined by goodness, to reach the blest land,

Old formal professors are crying “delusion,”

And high-minded hypocrites say “’tis confusion,”

While grace is poured out in a blessed effusion,

And saints are rejoicing to see priestcraft fall.

3. A blessing, a blessing, the Savior is coming,

As prophets and pilgrims of old have declared;

And Israel, the favored of God, is beginning

To come to the feast for the righteous prepared.

In the desert are fountains continually springing,

The heavenly music of Zion is ringing;

The saints all their tithes and their off’rings are bringing;

They thus prove the Lord and his blessings receive.

4. The name of Jehovah is worthy of praising,

And so is the Savior an excellent theme;

The elders of Israel a standard are raising,

And call on all nations to come to the same:

These elders go forth and the gospel are preaching,

And all that will hear them, they freely are teaching,

And thus is the vision of Daniel fulfilling:

The stone of the mountain will soon fill the earth.

Hymn 259 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. From the regions of glory an angel descended,

And told the strange news how the babe was attended:

Go shepherds and visit this heavenly stranger;

Beneath that bright star, there’s your Lord in a manger!

Hallelujah to the Lamb,

Whom our souls may rely on;

We shall see him on earth,

When he brings again Zion.

2. Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation;

Glad tidings of joy, now behold your salvation;

Arise all ye pilgrims and lift up your voices,

And shout—The Redeemer! while heaven rejoices.

Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

3. Let glory to God in the highest be given

And glory to God be re-echoed in heaven;

Around the whole world let us tell the glad story,

And sing of his love, his salvation and glory.

Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

4. The kingdom is yours by the will of the Father,

Whose uplifted hand just the righteous will gather,

Before all the wicked will pass as by fire,

The heavens shall shine with the coming Messiah.

Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

Hymn 260 / PM / Thomas R. Taylor (Congregationalist)

1. Earth with her ten thousand flowers,

Air, with all its beams and showers,

Heaven’s infinite expanse;

Ocean’s resplendent countenance—

All around, and all above,

Hath this record—God is love.

2. Sounds among the vales and hills,

In the woods and by the rills,

Of the breeze and of the bird,

By the gentle murmur stirred—

Sacred songs, beneath, above,

Have one Chorus—God is love.

3. All the hopes that sweetly start,

From the fountain of the heart;

All the bliss that ever comes,

To our earthly—human homes—

All the voices from above,

Sweetly whisper—God is love.

Hymn 261 / PM / William Williams (Lutheran)

1. Guide us, O thou great Jehovah,

Saints upon the promised land;

We are week but thou art able,

Hold us with thy powerful hand;

Holy Spirit,

Feed us till the Savior comes.

2. Open, Jesus, Zion’s fountains:

Let her richest blessings come;

Let the fiery, cloudy pillar

Guard us in this holy home:

Great Redeemer,

Bring, O bring the welcome day!

3. When the earth begins to tremble,

Bid our fearful thoughts be still;

When thy judgments spread destruction,

Keep us safe on Zion’s hill,

Singing praises,

Songs of glory, unto thee.

Hymn 262 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. An angel came down from the mansions of glory,

And told that a record was his in Cumorah,

Containing the fullness of Jesus’s gospel;

And also the cov’nant to gather his people,

O Israel! O Israel!

In all your abidings,

Prepare for your Lord

When you hear these glad tidings.

2. A heavenly treasure; a book full of merit:

It speaks from the dust by the power of the Spirit:

A voice from the Savior that saints can rely on,

To watch for the day when he brings again Zion.

O Israel! O Israel!

In all your abidings,

Prepare for your Lord

When you hear these glad tidings.

3. Listen O isles, and give ear ev’ry nation,

For great things await you in this generation:

The kingdom of Jesus, in Zion shall flourish;

The righteous will gather; the wicked must perish.

O Israel! O Israel!

In all your abidings,

Prepare for your Lord

When you hear these glad tidings.

Hymn 263 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Now let us rejoice in the day of salvation,

No longer as strangers on earth need we roam;

Good tidings are sounding to us and each nation,

And shortly the hour of redemption will come:

2. When all that was promised the saints will be given,

And none will molest them from morn until even,

And earth will appear as the garden of Eden,

And Jesus will say to all Israel: Come home!

3. We’ll love one another and never dissemble,

But cease to do evil and ever be one;

And while the ungodly are fearing and tremble,

We’ll watch for the day when the Savior shall come:

4. When all that was promised the saints will be given,

And none will molest them from morn until even,

And earth will appear as the garden of Eden,

And Jesus will say to all Israel: Come home!

5. In faith we’ll rely on the arm of Jehovah,

To guide through these last days of trouble and gloom;

And after the scourges and harvest are over,

We’ll rise with the just, when the Savior doth come:

6. Then all that was promised the saints will be given,

And they will be crowned as the angel of heaven:

And earth will appear as the garden of Eden,

And Christ and his people will ever be one.

Hymn 264 / PM / John Newton (Anglican; Abolitionist; Author of “Amazing Grace”)

1. When Joseph his brethren beheld,

Afflicted and trembling with fear,

His heart with compassion was filled,

From weeping he could not forbear.

2. Awhile his behavior was rough,

To bring their past sins to their mind;

But when they were humbled enough

He hastened to show himself kind.

3. How little they thought it was he

Whom they had ill-treated and sold!

How great their confusion must be,

As soon as his name he had told!

4. “I am Joseph your brother,” he said,

“And still to my heart you are dear;

You sold me, and thought I was dead,

But God for your sakes, sent me here.”

5. Though greatly distressed before,

When charged with purloining the cup,

They now were confounded much more,

Not one of them durst to look up.

6. “Can Joseph, whom we would have slain

Forgive us the evil we did?

And will he our households maintain?

O, this is a brother indeed!”

Hymn 265 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. Now we’ll sing with one accord,

For a prophet of the Lord,

Bringing forth his precious word,

Cheers the saints as anciently.

2. When the world in darkness lay,

Lo, he sought the better way,

And he heard the Savior say,

“Go and prune my vineyard, son!”

3. And an angel surely, then,

For a blessing unto men,

Brought the priesthood back again,

In its ancient purity.

4. Even Joseph he inspires;

Yea, his heart he truly fires,

With the light that he desires

For the work of righteousness.

5. And the Book of Mormon, true,

With its cov’nant ever new,

For the Gentile and the Jew,

He translated sacredly.

6. The commandments to the church,

Which the saints will always search,

(Where the joys of heaven perch.)

Came through him from Jesus Christ.

7. Precious are his years to come,

While the righteous gather home,

For the great Millennium,

Where he’ll rest in blessedness.

8. Prudent in this world of woes,

He will triumph o’er his foes,

While the realm of Zion grows

Purer for eternity.

Hymn 266 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. The sun that declines in the far western sky,

Has rolled o’er our heads till the summer’s gone by;

And hushed are the notes of the warblers of spring

That in the green bower did exultingly sing.

2. The changes for autumn already appear:

A harvest of plenty has crowned the glad year;

While soft smiling zephyrs, our fancies to please,

Bring odors of joy from the laden fruit trees.

3. As the summer of youth passes swiftly along,

And silvery locks soon our temples adorn:

So the fair smiling landscape and flowery lawn,

Though lost is their beauty—their glory has come:

4. O when the sweet summer of life shall have fled,

Her joys and her sorrows entombed with the dead,

Then may we by faith like good Enoch arise,

And be crowned with the just in the midst of the skies.

5. Descend with the Savior in glory profound,

And reign in perfection when Satan is bound;

While love and sweet union together shall blend,

And peace, gentle peace, like a river extend.

Hymn 267 / LM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. The tow’rs of Zion soon shall rise

Above the clouds, and reach the skies;

Attract the gaze and wond’ring eyes

Of all that worship, gloriously.

2. The saints shall see the city stand

Upon this consecrated land,

And Israel, numerous as the sand,

Inherit it eternally.

3. O, that the day would hasten on,

When wickedness shall all be gone,

And saints and angels join in one,

To praise the Man of Holiness.

4. Then shall the veil of heaven rend,

And the Son Aw-man will descend,

A vast eternity to spend

In perfect peace and righteousness.

5. Exalt the name of Zion’s God!

Praise ye his name in songs aloud;

Proclaim his majesty abroad,

Ye banner-bearing messengers:

6. Cry to the nations far and near,

To come and in the glories share,

That on mount Zion will appear,

When earth shall rest from wickedness.

Hymn 268 / PM / W. W. Phelps (LDS; formerly “God-fearing and Zealous”-perhaps Presbyterian-and Anti-Masonic)

1. O stop and tell me, Red Man,

Who are ye? why you roam?

And how you get your living?

Have you no God;—no home?

2. With stature straight and portly,

And decked in native pride,

With feathers, paints and broaches,

He willingly replied:—

3. “I once was pleasant Ephraim,

“When Jacob for me prayed,

“But oh! how blessings vanish,

“When man from God has strayed!

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