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If God is mine, then present things

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10613 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 If God is mine, then present things, And things to come, are mine; Yea, Christ, His Word, and Spirit, too, And glory all divine. 2 If He is mine, then from His love, He every trouble sends; All things are working for my good, And bliss His rod attends. 3 If He is mine, I need not fear The rage of earth and hell; He will support my feeble frame, Their utmost force repel. 4 If He is mine, let friends forsake, Let wealth and honors flee— Sure He, who giveth me Himself, Is more than these to me. 5 If He is mine, I’ll boldly pass Through death’s tremendous vale; He is a solid comfort when All other comforts fail. 6 O, tell me, Lord! that Thou art mine; What can I wish beside? My soul shall at the fountain live, When all the streams are dried. Languages: English Tune Title: BEDFORD
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Unshaken As The Sacred Hill

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10614 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Unshaken as the sacred hill, And firm as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest That leans, O Lord, on Thee. 2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well Old Salem’s happy ground, As those eternal arms of love That every saint surround. 3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge To drive them near to God, Divine compassion does allay The fury of the rod. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on To the bright gates of paradise, Where Christ their Lord is gone. 5 But if we trace the crooked ways That the old serpent drew, The wrath that drove him first to hell Shall smite his followers, too. Languages: English Tune Title: LONDON NEW
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My God, The Covenant of Thy Love

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10615 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. JAMES
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Sovereign Of All The Worlds On High

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10616 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Sovereign of all the worlds on high, Allow my humble claim; Nor, while a worm would raise its head, Disdain a father’s name. 2 My Father God! How sweet the sound! How tender, and how dear! Not all the melody of Heav’n Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name On mine expanding heart; And show, that in Jehovah’s grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheered by a signal so divine, Unwavering I believe; Thou know’st I "Abba, Father," cry, Nor can the sign deceive. 5 On wings of everlasting love The Comforter is come; All terrors at His voice disperse, And endless pleasures bloom. Languages: English Tune Title: LATIMER
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Awake, Ye Saints, And Raise Your Eyes

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10617 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high; Away, and praise that sovereign Love, That shows salvation nigh. 2 On all the wings of time it flies; Each moment brings it near; Then welcome each declining day! Welcome each closing year! 3 Not many years their round shall run, Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course; Ye mortal powers, decay; Fast as ye bring the night of death, Ye bring eternal day. Languages: English Tune Title: ZERAH
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Ye Sinners On Backsliding Bent

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10618 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Ye sinners on backsliding bent, God’s gracious call attend; Shall not compassion so divine Each stubborn spirit bend? 2 "How shall I give mine Israel up To ruin and despair? How pour down showers of flaming wrath And make a Sodom there? 3 "My bowels strong relentings feel; My heart is pained within; I will not all My wrath exert, Nor visit all their sin." 4 The mercy of a God restrains The thunders of His hand; Come, seek protection from that power, Which you can ne’er withstand. 5 With trembling haste, O God, to Thee Let sinners wing their flight; As doves, when birds of prey pursue, Down on their windows light. 6 Father, we seek Thy gracious arm, All melted at Thy voice; O may Thy heart, that feels our woes, In our return rejoice. Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH
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Our Souls With Pleasing Wonder View

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10620 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our souls with pleasing wonder view The bounties of Thy grace; How much bestowed, how much reserved, For them that seek Thy face! 2 Thy liberal hand with worldly bliss Oft makes their cup run o’er; And in the covenant of Thy love They find diviner store. 3 Here mercy hides their numerous sins; Here grace their souls renews; Here Thine own reconcilèd face Doth heav’nly beams diffuse. 4 But O! what treasures yet unknown Are lodged in worlds to come? If these th’enjoyment of the Way, How happy is their home? 5 And what shall mortal worms reply? Or how such goodness own? But ’tis our joy that, Lord, to Thee Thy servants’ hearts are known. 6 Thine eyes shall read those grateful thoughts, No language can express; Yet when our liveliest thanks we pay, Our debts do most increase. 7 Since time’s too short, all gracious God, To utter half Thy praise, Lord, to the honor of Thy name Eternal hymns we’ll raise. Languages: English Tune Title: CREDITON
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"Behold, I Come," The Savior Cries

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10663 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 "Behold, I come," the Savior cries, “With wingèd speed I come; My voice shall call your souls away To their eternal home. 2 “Awake, ye sons of sloth, awake; Your vain amusements cease; And strive with your united powers, That ye be found in peace. 3 “Seize the blest hour with ardent haste, Nor slight this peaceful word, Lest your affrighted souls in vain Fly from My flaming sword. 4 "Happy the man, whose ready heart Obeys the sacred call; And shelters in My covenant grace His everlasting all." 5 Blest Jesus, whose all searching eye My inmost powers can see, Dost Thou not know my willing soul Has lodged that all with Thee? 6 These eager eyes Thy signal wait; My dear Redeemer, come; I rove a weary pilgrim here, And long to be at home. Languages: English Tune Title: HUNNYS
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The Lord Shall Come In Dead Of Night

Author: Johann C. Rube; Sarah B. Findlater Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10675 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The Lord shall come in dead of night, When all is stillness round; How happy they whose lamps are bright, Who hail the trumpet’s sound. 2 How blind and dead the world appears, How deep her slumbers are, Still dreaming that the day she fears Is distant and afar. 3 Who spends his day in holy toil, His talent used aright, That he may haste, with heavenly spoil, To meet his Lord that night? 4 Are you arousing from their sleep, The saints who dare to rest, And calling every one to keep A watch more true and blest? 5 Wake up! my heart and soul, anew, Let sleep no moment claim; But hourly watch, as if ye knew This night the Master came. Languages: English Tune Title: SAWLEY
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If I Must Die

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10688 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: If I must die, O let me die Lyrics: 1 If I must die, O let me die Trusting in Jesus’ blood! That blood which hath atonement made, And reconciles to God. 2 If I must die, then let me die In peace with all mankind, And change these fleeting joys below For pleasures more refined. 3 If I must die, as die I must, Let some kind seraph come, And bear me on his friendly wing To my celestial home! 4 Of Canaan’s land from Pisgah’s top May I but have a view! Though Jordan should o’erflow its banks, I’ll boldly venture through. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AGNES

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