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Death Cannot Make Our Souls Afraid

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9810 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there; We may walk through its darkest shade, And never yield to fear. 2 I could renounce my all below, If my Creator bid; And run, if I were called to go, And die as Moses did. 3 Might I but climb to Pisgah’s top, And view the promised land, My flesh itself would long to drop, And pray for the command. 4 Clasped in my heavenly Father’s arms, I would forget my breath, And lose my life among the charms Of so divine a death. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD
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Death May Dissolve My Body Now

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9813 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home; Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor my salvation come? 2 With heav’nly weapons I have fought The battles of the Lord; Finished my course, and kept the faith, And wait the sure reward. 3 God has laid up in Heav’n for me A crown which cannot fade; The righteous Judge at that great day Shall place it on my head. 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed This prize for me alone; But all that love and long to see Th’appearance of His Son. 5 Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe From every ill design; And to His heav’nly kingdom keep This feeble soul of mine. 6 God is my everlasting aid, And hell shall rage in vain; To Him be highest glory paid. And endless praise—Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: PISGAH
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Death! 'Tis A Melancholy Day

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9814 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Death! ’tis a melancholy day Lyrics: 1 Death! ’tis a melancholy day, To those that have no God, When the poor soul is forced away, To seek her last abode. 2 In vain to Heav’n she lifts her eyes, But guilt, a heavy chain, Still drags her downward from the skies, To darkness, fire, and pain. 3 Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell, Let stubborn sinners fear; You must be driv’n from earth, and dwell A long forever there. 4 See how the pit gapes wide for you, And flashes in your face; And thou, my soul, look downward too, And sing recovering grace. 5 He is a God of sovereign love, That promised Heav’n to me, And taught my thoughts to soar above, Where happy spirits be. 6 Prepare me, Lord, for Thy right hand, Then come the joyful day; Come, death, and some celestial band, To bear my soul away. Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI
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This World Is All Enchanted Ground

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9817 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 This world is all enchanted ground, O whither shall I fly? The vengeful flames are kindling round, And if I stop, I die. 2 When some kind hand has brought me forth, How lingering is my pace! Lord, either drive me by Thy wrath, Or draw me by Thy grace. 3 O let me not a moment waste, On this destructive plain; Hence let me flee with greater haste, Till I the Zoar gain. Languages: English Tune Title: YORK
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The Rush May Rise

Author: Unknown Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9818 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: The rush may rise where waters flow Lyrics: 1 The rush may rise where waters flow, And flags beside the stream; But soon their verdure fades and dies Before the scorching beam. 2 So is the sinner’s hope cut off; Or, if it transient rise, ’Tis like the spider’s airy web, From every breath that flies. 3 Fixed on his house, he leans; his house, And all its props decay: He holds it fast; but while he holds, The tottering frame gives way. 4 Fair is his garden, to the sun His boughs with verdure smile; And, deeply fixed, his spreading roots Unshaken stand a while. 5 But forth the sentence flies from Heaven, That sweeps him from his place; Which then denies him for its lord, Nor owns it knew his face. 6 Lo! this the joy of wicked men, Who Heaven’s high laws despise; They quickly fall; and in their room, As quickly others rise. 7 But, for the just, with gracious care, God will His power employ; He’ll teach their lips to sing His praise, And fill their hearts with joy. Languages: English Tune Title: ST ANNE
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Our Lord, You Stood In Pilate's Hall

Author: Carolyn W. Gillette Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9821 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Our Lord, you stood in Pilate’s hall Languages: English Tune Title: AZMON
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If Duty Calls

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9824 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: If duty calls, and suffering, too Lyrics: 1 If duty calls, and suffering, too, My Lord! I’d follow Thee; As Thou hast done, so would I do, As Thou art, would I be. 2 With zeal inflamed, ’twas Thy delight To do Thy Father’s will; May the same zeal my soul excite Thy precepts to fulfill. 3 Meekness, humility, and love Did through Thy conduct shine; O may my whole deportment prove A copy, Lord! of Thine. 4 Depending on Thy sovereign grace, I’ll tread the heavenly road; With willing mind Thy footsteps trace, And climb to Thine abode. 5 O let me run the Christian race With diligence and speed! God’s word, His Spirit, and His grace, Do all to duty lead. 6 Did Jesus leave the realms of bliss To save from sin and hell? A love so wonderful as this Calls for a glowing zeal. Languages: English Tune Title: APOSTLES
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Hear Me, O God! When Near Thy Throne

Author: William Goode, 1762-1816 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9826 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O God! when near Thy throne My earnest cries ascend; I plead Thy righteousness alone, And on Thy grace depend. 2 Oft has that grace enlarged my heart, Distressed by anxious care; Again Thy mercy, Lord, impart, Again regard my prayer. 3 When shades of night around me spread, I’ll all my ways rehearse, In silent witness on my bed, And with my heart converse. 4 While many, wrapped in nature’s night, For worldly good inquire, O lift on me Thy saving light! ’Tis all that I desire. 5 I then in peace my eyes will close, And take my needful rest: Nor fear, nor danger interpose, Of Thy defense possessed. Languages: English Tune Title: BASEL
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Who O'er The Waves From Shore To Shore

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9830 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Who o’er the waves from shore to shore Lyrics: 1 Who o’er the waves from shore to shore The gifts of commerce bear, The wonders of the deep explore, And own that God is there. 2 By these His works are seen; His ways By these are understood; He speaks the word; the storm obeys, And rising lifts the flood. 3 Distressed, to God they make their prayer; Obedient to His will, The storms that raged their rage forbear, The seas that roared are still. 4 Each grief, each fear, at once resigned, They see their labor o’er. Then, led by Him, their haven find, And touch the wished for shore. 5 O then, that all would bless His name, Whose mercy thus they prove, And pleased from age to age proclaim, The wonders of His love! Scripture: Psalm 107 Languages: English Tune Title: CHILTON
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The Powers Of Earth And Hell Combine

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9843 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The powers of earth and hell combine With Jesus war to wage; God laughs to scorn their mad design, And foils their impious rage. 2 Vain are the brutal pains they spend His purpose to defeat; Their wrongs and insults only tend His conquests to complete. 3 He triumphed on the accursèd tree, He burst the guarded grave; Then rose on high, by God’s decree, The world to sway and save. 4 Kings of the earth, your monarch learn; O kiss the Son of God; Nor bid His golden scepter turn Into an iron rod. Languages: English Tune Title: CROWLE

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