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'Tis finish'd so the Savior cried

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: SHBA1792 #LXXII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 'Tis finish'd so the Savior cried, And meekly bow'd his head and died. 'Tis finish'd—yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finish'd–all that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient Prophets said Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, In me the Savior of mankind. 3 'Tis finish'd—Aaron now no more Must stain his robes with purple gore: The sacred veil is rent in twain, And Jewish rites no more remain. 4 'Tis finish'd—this my dying groan Shall sins of every kind atone: Millions shall be redeem'd from death, By this my last expiring breath. 5 'Tis finish'd—Heav'n is reconcil'd To God and powers of darkness spoil'd: Peace, love, and happiness again Return and dwell with sinful men. 6 'Tis finish'd—let the joyful sound Be heard thro' all the nations round: 'Tis finish'd—let the echo fly Thro' heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky. Topics: Scripture Doctrines and Blessings Redemption; Redemption Finished Scripture: John 19:30 Languages: English
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On the death of a believer

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DLX (1792) First Line: 'Tis finished, 'tis done! the spirit is fled Lyrics: 1 'Tis finish'd, 'tis done! the spirit is fled, Our brother is gone, the christian is dead; The Christian is living in Jesus's love, And gladly receiving a kingdom above. 2 All honor and praise are Jesus's due; Supported by grace, he fought his way thro', Triumphantly glorious, thro' Jesus's zeal, And more than victorious o'er sin, death, and hell. 3 Then let us record the conquering name, Our captain and Lord, with shoutings proclaim: Who trust in his passion, and follow their head, To certain salvation shall surely be led. 4 O Jesus, lead on thy militant care, And give us the crown of righteousness there Where dazzled with glory, the seraphim gaze, Or prostrate adore thee in silence or praise. 5 Within us display thy love, when we die, And bear us away, to mansions on high: The kingdom be given, of glory divine, And crown us in heaven eternally thine. Topics: Death; Funeral Of a believer Languages: English
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The Excellencies of Christ

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CLXI (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue Lyrics: 1 To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue Its nobles tribute bring: When he's the subject of the song, who can refuse to sing? 2 Survey the beauties of his face, And on his glories dwell; Think of the wonders of his grace, And all his triumphs tell. 3 Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd Upon his awful brow; His head with radiant glories crown'd, His lips with grace o'erflow. 4 No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men: Fairer he is than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 5 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, He fled to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross And carried all my grief. 6 His hand a thousand blessings pours Upon my guilty head: His presence gilds my darkest hours, And guards my sleeping bed. 7 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 8 To heaven the place of his abode He brings my weary feet; Shews me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 9 Since from his beauty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. Topics: Characters and Representations of Christ Chief among ten thousand; Christ Chief among ten thousand; Excellencies of Christ Languages: English
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The spread of the gospel

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CCCLXXIV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To distant lands thy gospel send Lyrics: 1 To distant lands thy gospel send, And thus thy empire wide extend; To gentile, Turk, and stubborn Jew, Thou king of grace! salvation shew. 2 Where'er, thy sun, or light arise, Thy name, O God! immortalize: May nations yet unborn confess, Thy wisdom, power, and righteousness. Topics: Worship Hymns After Sermon; Spread of the Gospel desired; Public Religion Scripture: Matthew 6:10 Languages: English
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Praise to God for renewing Grace

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: SHBA1792 #LXXXII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To God, my Savior and my king Lyrics: 1 To God, my Savior and my king, Fain would my soul her tribute bring Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise, For ye have known and felt his grace. 2 Wretched and helpless once I lay, Just breathing all my life away; He saw me welt'ring in my blood, And felt the pity of a God. 3 With peed he fled to my relief, Bound up my wounds, and sooth'd my grief; Pour'd joys divine into my heart, And bade each anxious fear depart. 4 These proofs of love, my dearest lord, Deep in my breast I will record: The life which I from thee receive, To thee, behold, I freely give. 5 My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise, Thro' the remainder of my days; And when I join the powers above, My soul shall better sing thy love. Topics: Scripture Doctrines and Blessings Regeneration; Praise to God for Conversion Languages: English
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A Song of Praise to God

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: SHBA1792 #I (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To God the universal king Lyrics: 1 To God the universal king Let all mankind their tribute bring: All that have breath, your voices raise, In songs of never-ceasing praise. 2 The spacious earth on which we tread, And wider heavens stretch'd o'er our head, A large and solemn temple frame, To celebrate its builder's fame. 3 Here the bright sun that rules the day, As thro' the sky he makes his way, To all the world proclaims aloud The boundless sov'reignty of God. 4 When from his courts the sun retires, And with the day his voice expires, The moon and stars adopt the song, And thro' the night the praise prolong. 5 The list'ning earth with rapture hears Th' harmonious music of the spheres; And all her tribes the notes repeat, That God is wise, and good, and great. 6 But man endow'd with nobler pow'rs, His God in nobler strains adores: His is the gift to know the song, As well as sing with tuneful tongue. Topics: God; Praise to God, from the whole creation Languages: English
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Communion with Christ at his Table

Author: Steele Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CDLXXXVII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To Jesus our exalted Lord Lyrics: 1 To Jesus, our exalted Lord, (Dear name, by heaven and earth ador'd!) Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred praise. 2 But all the notes which mortals know, Are weak and languishing and low; Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues. 3 Yet while around his board we meet, And worship at his glorious feet; O let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love! 4 Let faith our feeble senses aid, To see thy wondrous love display'd, Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 5 Let humble penitential woe, With painful, pleasing anguish, flow; And thy forgiving smiles impart Life, hope, and joy, to every heart. Topics: The Lord's Supper; Communion with Christ Languages: English
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Praise to the Redeemer

Author: Steele Hymnal: SHBA1792 #CDLXXXVIII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: To our redeemer's glorious name Lyrics: 1 To our redeemer's glorious name, Awake the sacred song! O may his love, (immortal flame!) Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 He left his radient throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die!— Was ever love like this! 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee; May every heart with rapture say, "The savior dy'd for me." 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue; Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. Topics: The Lord's Supper; Praise to God the redeemer; Song of praise to the Redeemer Languages: English
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Summer—an Harvest Hymn

Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DIV (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: To praise the ever bounteous Lord Lyrics: 1 To praise the ever bounteous Lord, My soul, wake all thy powers: He calls, and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest hours. 2 His covenant with the earth he keeps; My tongue his goodness sing: Summer and winter know their time, His harvest crowns the spring. 3 Well pleas'd the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop: With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness: Smile on, my soul, and with thy beams The ripening harvest bless. 5 Then in the last great harvest, I Shall reap a glorious crop: The harvest shall be far exceed What I have sow'd in hope. Topics: Times and Seasons The Seasons of the Year; Harvest and summer Languages: English
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For the 5th of November

Author: Steele Hymnal: SHBA1792 #DXXXIV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To thee, almighty God, we bring Lyrics: 1 To thee, almighty God, we bring The humble tribute of our songs; O teach our thankful hearts to sing, Or praise will languish on their tongues. 2 While Britain (favor'd of the skies) Recalls the wonders God hath wrought; Let grateful joy adoring rise, And warm to rapture every thought. 3 When hell and Rome combin'd their power, And doom'd these isles their certain prey; Thy hand forbade the fatal hour, Their impious plots in ruin lay. 4 Again our restless cruel foes Resum'd, avow'd their black design; Again to save us God arose, And Britain own'd the hand divine. 5 Why, gracious God, is Britain sav'd? Why bless'd with liberty and light? Nor by fell tyranny enslav'd, Nor lost in superstition's night? 6 Not for our sake, we conscious own; A wretched, vile, ungrateful race: 'Tis done to make thy glory known; To show the wonders of thy grace. 7 The wonders of thy grace complete; Reform this wretched guilty land! Let thankful love, beneath thy feet, Confess thy kind, thy guardian hand! 8 Let every age adore thy name, While nature's circling wheels shall roll! Thy mercies every tongue proclaim, And sound thy praise from pole to pole. Topics: Times and Seasons Days of Thanksgiving; National deliverances celebrated; National prayer and praise; November the fifth; Thanksgiving days Languages: English

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