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Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #391 (1871) Lyrics: 1. Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flow'd, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2. Not the labours of my hands Can fulfil Thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and Thou alone. 3. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy Cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the Fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die. 4. While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar through tracts unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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Just as I am,--without one plea

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #392 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Just as I am,--without one plea But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come. 2 Just as I am,--and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, Whose Blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come. 3 Just as I am,--though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come. 4 Just as I am,--poor, wretched, blind-- Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come. 5 Just as I am,--Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come. 6 Just as I am--Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down; Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come. 7 Just as I am,--of that free love The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove, here for a season, then above-- O Lamb of God, I come. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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Jesu, Lover of my soul

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #393 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Jesu, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy Bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high: Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me: All my trust on Thee is stay'd, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within: Thou of life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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Jesus, my Saviour, look on me

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #394 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my Saviour! look on me, For I am weary and opprest; I come to cast myself on Thee: Thou art my Rest. 2 Look down on me, for I am weak, I feel the toilsome journey's length; Thine aid Omnipotent I seek: Thou art my Strength. 3 I am bewilder'd on my way, Dark and tempestuous is the night; O send thou forth some cheering ray: Thou art my Light. 4 When Satan flings his fiery darts, I look to Thee; my terrors cease; Thy Cross a hiding-place imparts: Thou art my Peace. 5 Standing alone on Jordan's brink, In that tremendous latest strife, Thou wilt not suffer me to sink: Thou art my Life. 6 Thou wilt my every want supply E'en to the end, whate'er befall; Through life, in death eternally, Thou art my All. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #395 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear Name! the Rock on which I build, My Shield and Hiding place; My never failing Treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,-- Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought: But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 6 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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For ever here my rest shall be

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #396 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 For ever here my rest shall be, Close to thy bleeding side; This all my hope and all my plea, "For me the Saviour died." 2 My dying Saviour and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin! sprinkle me ever with thy Blood, And cleanse and keep me clean. 3 Wash me, and make me thus Thine own; Wash me, and mine Thou art; Wash me, but not my feet alone-- My hands, my head, my heart. 4 The atonement of Thy Blood apply, Till faith to sight improve; Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul is love. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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A Mountain Fastness is our God

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #397 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 A Mountain Fastness is our God, On which our souls are planted: And though the fierce foe rage abroad, Our hearts are nothing daunted. What though he beset, With weapon and net, Array'd in death-strife? In God are help and life: He is our Sword and Armour. 2 By our own might we naught can do; To trust it were sure losing; For us must fight the right and True, The Man of god's own choosing. Dost ask for His Name? Christ Jesus we claim; The Lord God of hosts; The only God; vain boasts Of others fall before Him. 3 What though the troops of Satan fill'd The world with hostile forces? E'en though our fears should all be still'd: In God are our resources. The world and its King No terrors can bring; Their threats are no worth: Their doom is now gone forth: A singe word can quell them. 4 God's word through all shall have free sway, And ask no man's permission: The Spirit and His gifts convey Strength to defy perdition. The body to kill, Wife, children, at will, The wicked have power: Yet last it but an hour! The kingdom's ours for ever! 5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, For ever be outpouring One chorus from the heavenly host And saints on earth adoring! That chorus resound To earth's utmost bound, And spread from shore to shore, Like stormy ocean's roar, Through endless ages rolling. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #398 (1871) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Lyrics: 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 Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd, I, 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. 3 When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 4 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. 5 The soul that to Jesus hath fled for repose, I will not, I will not desert to His foes; That soul, though all hell shall endeavour to shake, I'll never--no, never--no, never forsake. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English
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Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #399 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burden'd souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely press'd, By wars without, and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place, That, shelter'd near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died. 5 O wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the Cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name. Languages: English
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Lord, teach us how to pray aright

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #400 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, teach us how to pray aright, With reverence and with fear;: Though dust and ashes in Thy sight, We may, we must draw near. 2 Give deep humility; the sense Of godly sorrow give; A strong, desiring confidence To hear Thy voice and live. 3 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay; Courage, our fainting souls to keep, And trust Thee, though Thou slay. 4 Give these, and then Thy will be done; Thus, strenghen'd with all might, We, through Thy Spirit and Thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. Languages: English

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