A charge to keep I have, Ah, how shall fallen man, Alas! what hourly dangers rise! All glorious God, what hymns of praise, As the sweet flow'r that scents the morn, Be joyful in God, - Before Jehovah's awful throne, Be still, my heart! these anxious cares, Children of the heavenly King, Christ from the dead is rais'd, and made, Christ the Lord is ris'n to-day, Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come, Come, let our voices join, Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Come, ye that love the Lord, Deluded souls! that dream of heaven, Eternal Source of every joy! Faith is the Christian's evidence Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, Father, to thee my soul I lift, Father of all, whose love profound, Great God! to thee my evening song, 130 God of the seas! thine awful voice, A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Page 69 118 58 58 18 6 24 99 113 Great God! with wonder and with praise, 104 28 Hail! thou long expected Jesus, 34 Hail, to the Lord's Anointed, How oft, alas! this wretched heart, I love thy kingdom, Lord, Hark! from the tombs a mournful sound, Hear, gracious God, my humble moan, High on the bending willows hung, How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, How helpless guilty nature lies, How short the race our friend has run, How wondrous and great, In loud exalted strains, Inspirer and hearer of prayer, I would not live alway: I ask not to stay, Jesus! and shall it ever be, 83 60 85 7 Let heaven arise, let earth appear, 101 19 27 70 66 87 68 Lord of life, all praise excelling, 94 Lord! unafflicted, undismay'd, 123 Lo! what a cloud of witnesses, Lord! with glowing heart I'd praise thee, 86 Mercy, descending from above, 67 My God, and is thy table spread? 56 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. - My God, permit me not to be, My God, since thou hast rais'd me up, My grateful soul, for ever praise, My op'ning eyes with rapture see, My Saviour hanging on the tree, Not to the terrors of the Lord, Now from the altar of our hearts, Now may the God of grace and power, Now the shades of night are gone, O'er mountain tops the mount of God, O happy day, that stays my choice, O, in the morn of life, when youth, O let triumphant faith dispel, Saviour! when night involves the skies, Saviour! who thy flock art feeding, See, in the vineyard of the Lord, Seek, my soul, the narrow gate, Should nature's charms, to please the eye, Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing, Since Christ our Passover is slain, Since I've known a Saviour's name, Sing, my soul, his wondrous love, Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep, Sinners, turn, why will ye die? Songs of praise the angels sang, 132 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. The gentle Saviour calls, The God of Abraham praise, The God of life, whose constant care The morning flowers display their sweets, This is the day the Lord hath made, To Jesus, our exalted Lord, To our Redeemer's glorious name, We give immortal praise, Welcome, sweet day of rest, When all thy mercies, O my God, When dangers, woes, or death are nigh, When gath'ring clouds around I view, When I survey the wondrous cross, When, rising from the bed of death, When, streaming from the eastern skies, When those we love are snatch'd away, When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, 69 When we are rais'd from deep distress, 72 While angels thus, O Lord, rejoice, While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, While thee I seek, protecting Power, With joy shall I behold the day, |