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Intercession pravalent

Author: Toplady Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CLIII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing Lyrics: 1 Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing, Th' ascended savior's love: Sing how he lives to carry on His people's cause above. 2 With cries and tears he offer'd up His humble suit below; But with authority he asks, Enthron'd in glory now. 3 For all that come to God by him, Salvation he demands; Points to their names upon his breast, And spreads his wounded hands. 4 His sweet atoning sacrifice, Gives sanction to his claim: "Father, I will that all my saints "Be with me where I am: 5 "By their salvation, recompense "Th sorrows I endur'd; "Just to the merits of thy son, "And faithful to thy word." 6 Eternal life, at his request, To every saint is given: Safety on Earth, and, after death, The plenitude of heaven. 7 [Founded on right, thy prayer avails, The father smiles on thee; And now thou in thy kingdom art, Dear Lord, remember me. 8 Let the much incense of thy prayer In my behalf ascend; And as its virtue, so my praise, Shall never never end.] Topics: The Intercession of Christ; Intercession of Christ Prevalent Scripture: John 17:24 Languages: English
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Trust and confidence; or, looking beyond present appearances

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCLXXXVI (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Away my unbelieving fear Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear! Let fear to me no more take 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 the shield. 2 Altho' the vine its fruits deny, Altho' the olive yield no oil, The withering fig-tree droop and die, The field illude the tiller's toil; The empty stall no herd afford, And perish all the bleating race; Yet I will triumph in the Lord, The God of my salvation praise. 3 Away, each unbelieving fera, Let Fear to cheering hope give place; My Savior will at length appear, And shew the brightness of his face: Tho now my prospects all be crost, My blooming hopes cut off I see, Still will I in my Jesus trust, Whose boundless love can reach to me. 4 In hope, believing against hope, His promis'd mercy will I claim, His gracious word shall bear me up, To seek salvation in his name: Sure, my dear Savior, bring it nigh! My soul shall then outstrip the wind, On wings of love mount up on high, And leave the world and sin behind. Topics: Graces of the Spirit Trust; Confidence in God; Fears and doubts removed; Trust in God under trials Scripture: Habakkuk 3:17-18 Languages: English
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Sickness Recovery

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DXLI (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: A while remained the doubtful strife Lyrics: 1 A while remain'd the doubtful strife, 'Till Jesus gave me back my life. My life? — my soul, recall the word, 'Tis life to see thy gracious Lord. 2 Why inconvenient now to die? Vile unbelief, O tell me why? When can it inconvenient be, My loving Lord, to come to thee? 3 He saw me made the sport of hell, He knew the tempter's malice well; And when my soul had all to fear, Then did the glorious Sun appear. 4 O bless him! — bless, ye dying saints, The God of grace, when nature faints! He shew'd my flesh the gaping grave, To shew me, he had power to save. Topics: Times and Seasons Recovery; Sickness and Recovery Languages: English
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Crown Him

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CLXXVI (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Backsliders, who your misery feel Lyrics: 1 Backsliders, who your misery feel, Attend your savior's call; Return, he'll your backslidings heal; O crown him Lord of all 2 Though crimson sin increase your guilt, And painful is your thrall; For broken hearts his blood was spilt; O crown him Lord of all. 3 Take with you words, approach his throne, And low before him fall; He understands the spirit's groan; O crown him Lord of all. 4 Whoever comes he'll not cast out, Altho' your faith be small; His faithfulness you cannot doubt; O crown him Lord of all. Topics: Characters and Representations of Christ King; Backsliders invited to return; Christ Lord of all; Coronation of Christ; Crown Him Languages: English
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Ministers abounding in the work of the Lord

Author: B. Francis Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CDXXIV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Before thy throne, eternal King Lyrics: 1 Before thy throne, eternal king, Thy ministers their tribute bring, Their tribute of united praise, For heavenly news and peaceful days. 2 We sing the conquests of thy sword, And publish loud thy healing word: While angels sound thy glorious name, Thy saving grace our lips proclaim. 3 Thy various service we esteem Our sweet employ, our bliss supreme; And, while we feel thy heavenly love, We burn like seraphim above. 4 Nor seraphs there can ever raise With us, an equal song of praise; They are the noblest work of God, But we— the purchase of his blood. 5 Still in thy work would we abound; Still prune the vine, or plow the ground; Thy sheep with wholesome pasture feed, And watch them with unwearied heed. 6 Thou art our Lord, our life, our love, Our care below, our crown above: thy praise shall be our blest employ, Thy presence our eternal joy. Topics: The Church Associations or General Meetings of Churches and Ministers; Associations of Christians and churches Ministers abounding in the work etc.; Ministers Abounding in the work of the Lord Languages: English
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I will trust and not be afraid

Author: Newton Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCXC (1792) First Line: Begone, unbelief Lyrics: 1 Begone unbelief, My savior is near, And for my relief Will surely appear: By pray'r let me wrestle, And he will perform, With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Though dark be my way, Since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis his to provide; Though 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 help me quite through. 4 Determin'd to save, He watch'd o'er my path When Satan's blind slave, I sported with death; And can he have taught me To trust in his name, And thus far have brought me To put me to shame? 5 Why should I complain Of want or distress Temptation or pain? He told me no less; The heirs of salvation, I knew from his word, Through much tribulation, Must follow their Lord. 6 How bitter that cup, No heart can conceive, Which he drunk quite up, That sinners might live! His way was much rougher, And darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, And shall I repine? 7 Since all that I meet Shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, The med'cine is food; Though painful at present, 'Twill cease before long, And then, O how pleasant, The conqueror's song! Topics: Graces of the Spirit Trust; Ebenezer; I will trust and not be afraid; Growing in Grace desired; I will trust and not be afraid; Unbelief surmounted Scripture: Isaiah 52:2 Languages: English
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Spring

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #D (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Behold! long-wish'd for spring is come Lyrics: 1 Behold! long-wish'd-for spring is come, How alter'd is the scene! The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloom, The earth array'd in green. 2 Where'er we tread, the clustering flowers Beauteous around us spring; The birds, with joint harmonious powers, Invite our hearts to sing. 3 But ah! in vain I strive to join, Opprest with sin and doubt; I feel 'tis winter still within, Tho' all is spring without. 4 O! would my Savior from on high, Break thro' these clouds and shine No creature then more blest than I, No song more loud than mine. 5 Lord, let thy word my hopes revive, And overcome my foes; O make my languid graces thrive And blossom like the rose. Topics: Times and Seasons The Seasons of the Year; Spring Languages: English
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The Leper healed; or, Sanctification implored

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CII (1792) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Behold the lep'rous jew Lyrics: 1 Behold the lep'rous jew, Oppress'd with pain and grief, Pouring his tears at Jesus' feet, For pity and relief. 2 "O speak the word," he cries, "And heal me of my pain: "Lord, thou art able, if thou wilt, "To make a leper clean." 3 Compassion moves his heart, He speaks the gracious word; The leper feels his strength return, And all his sickness cur'd. 4 To thee, dear Lord, I look, Sick of a worse disease; Sin is my painful malady, And none can give me ease. 5 But thy almighty grace Can heal my lep'rous soul; O bathe me in thy precious blood, And that will make me whole. Topics: Scripture Doctrines and Blessings Sanctification; Leper healed; Sanctification and grown desired Scripture: Matthew 8:2-3 Languages: English
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Lamb of God

Author: Fawcett Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CLXXIX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Behold, the sin-atoning Lamb Lyrics: 1 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb, With wonder, gratitude, and Love; To take away our guilt and shame, See him descending from above. 2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid; He meekly bore the mighty Load; Our ransom-price he fully paid, In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 3 To save a guilty world, he dies; Sinners behold the bleeding lamb! To him lift up your longing eyes, And hope for mercy in his name. 4 Pardon and peace thro' him abound; He can the richest blessings give; Salvation in his name is found, He bids the dying sinner live. 5 Jesus my Lord, I look to thee; Where else can helpless sinners go? Thy boundless love shall set me free From all my wretchedness and woe. Topics: Characters and Representations of Christ Lamb of God; Christ Lamb of God Languages: English
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Gravity and decency

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCXXIX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Behold the sons, the heirs of God Lyrics: 1 Behold the sons, the heirs of God, So dearly bought with Jesus' blood! Are they not born to heavenly joys, And shall they stoop to earthly toys? 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind? Were spirits of celestial kind Made for a jest, for sport and play, To wear out time and waste the day? 3 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth, Well suit the honors of their birth? Shall they be fond of gay attire, Which children love, and fools admire? 4 What if we wear the richest vest, Peacocks and flies are better drest; This flesh with all its gaudy forms, Must drop to dust, and feed the worms. 5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher; Touch our vain souls with sacred fire; Then, with a heaven-directed eye, We'll pass these glittering trifles by. 6 We'll look on all the toys below With such disdain as angels do; And wait the call that bids us rise To mansions promis'd in the skies. Topics: Gravity and decency Languages: English

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