To find any HYMN in this Book by the first Line.
Lmighty God of truth and love
Ah! tell us no more
Arife my foul with wonder fee At thy command, our deareft Lord Awake our fouls, awake our fears Awake and fing the fong
Before Jehovah's awful throne Beneath the tyrant Satan's yoke Beftow dear Lord upon our youth Bleft is the man whofe bowels move Bleft are the fouls, that hear and know Bleft be the Father and his love
Come thou Almighty King
Come ye that love the Lord
Come thou fount of every bleffing Come let us join our chearful fongs Come let us a-new
Come let us join a joyful tune Come let us all unite to praise Come let us lift our voices high
Dear object of our ftrong defire Deep in our hearts let us record Deep in the duft before thy throne
Father, how wide thy glory fhines Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Father, we wait to feel thy grace Father I fing thy wond'rous grace For ever shall my fong record
From all that dwell below the skies
Hark! the herald angels fing Hail great Immanuel! balmy name Hail holy, holy, holy, Lord Hail! thou once-defpifed Jefus Happy the heart, where graces reign Happy is he that fears the Lord He dies, the friend of finners dies Hear what the Lord in vifion faid Hither ye poor, ye fick, ye blind Ho! every one that thirfts, draw nigh Holy Lamb, who thee receive How fad our ftate by nature is How rich are thy provifions, Lord How fweet and awful is the place How are thy glories here difplay'd How condefcending and how kind.
In this world of fin and forrow
Jefus invites his faints Jefus is gone above the skies Jefus, thy blood and righteousness Jefus, my all, to heav'n is gone
Let us adore th' eternal word Let all our tongues be one Let us adore the grace that feeks Let earth and heav'n agree Lift up your heads in joyful hope Lo! he comes with clouds descending Long have we fat beneath the found Lord we come before thee now Lord, how divine thy comforts are Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand Lord when thou didst afcend on high Love divine all loye excelling
Now begin the heav'nly theme
Meet and right it is to fing, My hiding place, my refuge, tow'r, My drowfy pow'rs why fleep ye fo My foul repeat his praise
Nature with open volume ftands
Now to the pow'r of God fupreme
Now have our hearts embrac'd our God Now let our pains be all forgot Now from the roaring lion's rage Now let our mournful fongs record
O Sun of righteousness arise O God, how endless is thy love Of him who did falvation bring Our Lord is rifen from the dead Our fhepherd alone
Praise ye the Lord, y'immortal choir Praise the Lord, who reigns above Plung'd in a gulph of dark despair
Raife your triumphant fongs
Salvation is for ever nigh
Saviour and can it be
See what a living stone
Sitting around our Father's board Son of God! thy bleffing grant
The mem'ry of our dying Lord
The wonders Lord, thy love has wrought The Lord on earth and ky
The Lord of Sabbath let us praise This is the day the Lord hath made
'Tis finifh'd, the Redeemer faid To God the only wife
'Twas on that dark, that doleful night
We fing th' amazing deeds
With joy we meditate the grace What fhall we render unto thee When I furvey the wond'rous crofs When I travail in diftrefs
While with ceafelefs courfe the fun Why did the nations join to flay
Ye fervants of God, your Mafter proclaim Ye fervants of God, whofe diligent care
LMIGHTY God of truth and love, In me thy pow'r exert,
The mountain from my foul remove, The hardness of mine heart : My moft obdurate heart fubdue, In honour of thy fon;
And now the gracious wonder fhew, And take away the ftone.
I want a principle within, Of jealous godly fear, A fenfibility of fin,
A pain to feel it near:
I want the first approach to feel Of pride or vain defire,
To catch the wand'rings of my will,
And quench the kindling fire.
From thee that I no more may part, No more thy goodness grieve; The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience give: Quick as the apple of an eye, O God my confcience make, Awake my foul when fin is nigh; And keep it still awake.
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