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There is a time, we know not when

Hymnal: BW1870 #295 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a time, we know not when, A point, we know not where, That marks the destiny of men To glory or despair. 2 There is a line, by us unseen, That crosses every path; The hidden boundary between God's patience and His wrath. 3 Oh, where is this mysterious bourn, By which our path is cross'd? Beyond which, God Himself hath sworn, That he who goes is lost. 4 How far may we go on in sin? How long will God forbear? Where does hope end, and where begin The confines of despair? 5 An answer from the skies is sent: "Ye that from God depart, While it is called to-day, repent And harden not your heart." Topics: Gospel Call; Day of grace; Delay of Repentance; Gospel the call of; Grace day of; Life Solemnity of; Procrastination; Unbelief; Wicked danger of the Languages: English
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And am I only born to die?

Hymnal: BW1870 #296 (1870) Lyrics: 1 And am I only born to die? And must I suddenly comply With nature’s stern decree? What after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity. 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the house of clay; My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Against the fatal day! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone; If now the judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before The inexorable throne! 4 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, But how I may escape the death That never, never dies! How make mine own election sure; And when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. 5 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be Thou my guide, be Thou my way To glorious happiness. Ah! write the pardon on my heart; And whensoe’er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace. Topics: Brevity of Life; Gospel Call; Day of grace; Frailty of Man; Gospel the call of; Grace day of; Life Brevity of; Life Object of; Life Solemnity of; Man frailty of; Importance of salvation of the Soul Languages: English
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Life is the time to serve the Lord

Hymnal: BW1870 #297 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Life is the time to serve the Lord, The time t'ensure the great reward; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God has given To ’scape from hell and fly to heaven; The day of grace, and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. 3 Then what my thoughts design to do, My hands, with all your might pursue, Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 4 There are no acts of pardon past In the cold grave, to which we haste, But darkness, death, and long despair Reign in eternal silence there. Topics: Brevity of Life; Gospel Call; Day of grace; Delay of Repentance; Gospel the call of; Grace day of; Life Brevity of; Life Object of; Life Solemnity of; Procrastination Languages: English
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Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!

Hymnal: BW1870 #298 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! Let a repenting rebel live: Are not Thy mercies large and free? May not the contrite trust in Thee? 2 With shame my num'rous sins I trace Against Thy law, against Thy grace; And, though my prayer Thou shouldst not hear, My doom is just and Thou art clear. 3 Yet save a penitent, O Lord! Whose hope, still hovering round Thy word, Seeks for some precious promise there, Some sure support against despair. 4 My sins, though great, do not surpass The riches of eternal grace; Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, So let Thy pard'ning love be found. 5 Oh, wash my soul from ev'ry stain, Nor let the guilt I mourn remain; Give me to hear Thy pard'ning voice, And bid my bleeding heart rejoice. 6 Then shall Thy love inspire my tongue, Salvation shall be all my song; And ev'ry power shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. Topics: Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness Of Sin; Pardon; Repentance Languages: English
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O Thou, whose tender mercy hears

Hymnal: BW1870 #299 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Thou whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! 2 See, low before Thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn: Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? Hast Thou not said, "Return"? 3 Absent from Thee, my Guide, my Light, Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine; And let Thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. Topics: Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness Of Sin; Pardon; Repentance Languages: English
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Jesus, save my dying soul

Hymnal: BW1870 #300 (1870) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, save my dying soul, Make the broken spirit whole; Humbled in the dust I lie; Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus, full of ev'ry grace, Now reveal Thy smiling face; Grant the joy of sin forgiven, Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to Thee is known-- Thou art righteous, Thou alone; All my help is from Thy cross; All beside I count but loss. 4 Lord, in Thee I now believe; Wilt Thou--wilt Thou not forgive? Helpless at Thy feet I lie; Saviour, leave me not to die. Topics: Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness Of Sin; Pardon; Repentance Languages: English
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O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry

Hymnal: BW1870 #301 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry; Though all my crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry look; But blot their mem'ry from Thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without Thy light, Cast out and banish'd from Thy sight; Thy holy joys, O God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring: The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 5 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns Thy dreadful sentence just: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. Topics: Contrition; Conversion; Conviction; Forgiveness Of Sin; Pardon; Repentance Languages: English
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O turn, great Ruler of the skies

Hymnal: BW1870 #302 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O turn, great Ruler of the skies, Turn from my sin Thy searching eyes, Nor let th'offences of my hand, Within Thy book, recorded stand. 2 Give me a will to thine subdued, A conscience pure, a soul renewed; Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, An outcast from Thy presence roam. 3 Oh, let Thy Spirit to my heart Once more His quick'ning aid impart, My mind from ev'ry fear release, And sooth my troubled thoughts to peace. 4 So shall the souls whom error's sway Has urged from Thee, blest Lord, to stray, From me Thy heavenly precepts learn, And humbled to their God return. Topics: Contrition; Conviction; Pardon; Repentance Languages: English
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Lamb of God, for sinners slain

Hymnal: BW1870 #303 (1870) Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God for sinners slain, To Thee I humbly pray: Heal me of my grief and pain, Oh, take my sins away. From this bondage, Lord, release; No longer let me be opprest; Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to Thy breast! 2 Wilt Thou cast a sinner out Who humbly comes to Thee? No, my God, I cannot doubt: Thy mercy is for me: Let me then obtain the grace, And be of paradise possest: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to Thy breast! 3 Worldly good I do not want, Be that to others given; Only for Thy love I pant, My all in earth or heaven; This the crown I fain would seize, The good wherewith I would be blest; Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to Thy breast! 4 This delight I fain would prove, And then resign my breath: Join the happy few whose love Was mightier than death. Let it not my Lord displease, That I would die to be His guest: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to Thy breast! Topics: Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness Of Sin; Lamb Of God; Pardon; Peace Personal; Repentance Languages: English
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O Thou who wouldst not have

Hymnal: BW1870 #304 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 O Thou who wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who diedst Thyself, my soul to save From endless misery! Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe, That when Thou comest on Thy throne I may with joy appear. 2 Thou art Thyself the Way, Thyself in me reveal; So shall I pass my life's short day Obedient to Thy will. So shall I love my God, Because He first loved me, And praise Thee in Thy bright abode, Through all eternity. Topics: Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness Of Sin; Pardon; Repentance Languages: English

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