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Sinners, will you scorn the message

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #278 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Sinners, will you scorn the message, Sent in mercy from above? Every sentence--oh how tender!-- Every line is full of love; Listen to it, Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel News from Zion’s King proclaim, To each rebel sinner--"Pardon, "Free forgiveness in His name." How important! Free forgiveness in His name! 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor; Fearful hearts, they quell your fears, And with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears: Tender heralds, Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors, grov'ling wordlings, Callous hearers of the word, While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford; We entreat you, Take the warnings they afford. 5 O ye angels, hov'ring round us, Waiting spirits, speed your way, Hasten to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay: Rebel sinners, Glad the message will obey. Languages: English

Sinners, this solemn truth regard!

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #280 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Sinners, this solemn truth regard! Hear, all ye sons of men; For Christ, the Saviour, hath declared, "Ye must be born again." 2 Whate'er might be your birth or blood, The sinner's boast is vain; Thus saith the glorious Son of God, "Ye must be born again." 3 Your nature's totally depraved-- Your heart a sink of sin; Without a change ye can't be saved; "Ye must be born again." 4 Spirit of life, Thy grace impart, And breathe on sinners slain; Work graciously upon each heart Till they be born again. 5 Dear Saviour, let us now begin To trust and love Thy word; And, by forsaking every sin, Prove we are born of God. Languages: English

Stop, poor sinners, stop and think

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #285 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Stop, poor sinners, stop and think, Before you further go! Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting woe! On the verge of ruin stop! Now the friendly warning take-- Stay your footsteps, ere ye drop Into the burning lake. 2 Say, have you an arm like God, That you His will oppose? Fear you not that iron rod With which He breaks His foes? Can you stand in that dread day, When His judgment shall proclaim, And the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame? 3 Ghastly death will quickly come. And drag you to His bar; Then to hear your awful doom, Will fill you with despair! And you sins will round you crowd; You shall mark their crimson dye; Each for vengeance crying loud, And what can you reply? 4 Though your heart be made of steel, Your forehead lined with brass; God at length will make you feel; He will not let you pass; Sinners then in vain will call-- Those who now despise His grace-- "Rocks and mountains, on us fall, And hide us from His face." Languages: English

Sinners, the call obey

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #406 (1886) Topics: The Sinner Warning and Invitation Lyrics: 1 Sinner, the call obey, The latest call of grace; The day will come the vengeful day Of a devoted race. 2 To shelter the distressed, He did the cross endure; Enter into the clefts, and rest In Jesus' wounds secure. 3 Jesus, to thee we fly From the devouring sword; Our city of defense is nigh, Our help is in the Lord. Tune Title: GOLDEN HILL

The conversion of sinners a matter for prayer and praise

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDXXXVIII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Conversion of a sinner First Line: There's joy in heaven, and joy on earth Lyrics: 1 There's joy in heaven, and joy on earth, When prodigals return, To see desponding souls rejoice, And haughty sinner's mourn. 2 "Come saints, and hear what God hat done," Is a reviving sound; O may it spread from sea to sea, E'en all the globe around. 3 Often, O sov'reign Lord, renew The wonders of this day; That Jesus here may see his seed, And satan lose his prey. 4 Great God the work is all thine own, Thine be the praises too, Let every heart and every tongue Give thee the glory due. Languages: English

The Man is ever blest

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P1b (1766) Topics: Happy Saint and cursed Sinner; Saints and Sinners End; Saints and Sinners Portion; Sinner Miserable Lyrics: 1 The Man is ever blest Who shuns the Sinners Ways, Among their Counsels never stands, Nor takes the Scorner's Place. 2 But makes the Law of God His Study and Delight, Amidst the Labours of the Day, And Watches of the Night. 3 He like a Tree shall thrive, With Waters near the Root: Fresh as the Leaf his Name shall live, His Works are heav'nly Fruit. 4 Not so th' ungoldy Race, They no such Blessings find; Their Hopes shall flee like empty Chaff Before the driving Wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that Judgement-Seat, Where all the Saints at Christ's Right-Hand In full Assembly meet? 6 He knows, and he approves The Ways the Righteous go; But Sinners and their Works shall meet A dreadful Overthrow. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English

Terrible God, who reign'st on high

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #16 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Punishment of sinners; Saints and sinner's end; Saints happy, and sinners cursed; Sinner cursed, and saint happy; Portion of saints and sinners Lyrics: Terrible God, that reign'st on high, How awful is thy thund'ring hand! Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly! Nor can all earth or hell withstand. This the old rebel angels knew, And Satan fell beneath thy frown; Thine arrows struck the traitor through, And weighty vengeance sunk him down. This Sodom felt, and feels it still, And roars beneath th' eternal load: "With endless burnings who can dwell? Or bear the fury of a God?" Tremble, ye sinners, and submit, Throw down your arms before his throne; Bend your heads low beneath his feet, Or his strong hand shall crush you down. And ye, blest saints, that love him too, With rev'rence bow before his name; Thus all his heav'nly servants do: God is a bright and burning flame. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English

Christ revealed in a soul slain by the law

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CXXVIII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christ Revealed to a condemned sinner; Christ Revealed to a condemned sinner First Line: Smote by thy law, I'm justly slain Lyrics: 1 Smote by thy law, I'm justly slain, Great God, behold my case; Pity a sinner fill'd with pain, Nor drive me from thy face. 2 Dread terrors fright my guilty soul, thy justice, all in flames, Gives sentence on this heart so foul, So hard, so full of crimes. 3 'Tis trembling hardness that I feel; I fear, but can't relent, Perhaps of endless death the seal: Oh that I could repent! 4 My pray'rs, my tears, my vows are vile, My duties black with guilt; On such a wretch can mercy smile, Tho' Jesu's blood was spilt? 5 Speechless I sink to endless night, I see an opening hell: But lo! what glory strikes my sight? Such glory who can tell! 6 Enwrapt in these bright beams of peace, I feel a gracious God: Swell, swell the note; Oh, tell his grace! Sound his high praise abroad! 7 Now rise, my soul, adore and love, Leave sin and hell behind; Give all thy pow'rs to heav'n above, And praise th' eternal mind. Languages: English

Christ revealed in a soul slain by the law

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CXXVIII (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christ Revealed to a condemned sinner; Christ Revealed to a condemned sinner First Line: Smote by thy law, I'm justly slain Lyrics: 1 Smote by thy law, I'm justly slain, Great God, behold my case; Pity a sinner fill'd with pain, Nor drive me from thy face. 2 Dread terrors fright my guilty soul, thy justice, all in flames, Gives sentence on this heart so foul, So hard, so full of crimes. 3 'Tis trembling hardness that I feel; I fear, but can't relent, Perhaps of endless death the seal: Oh that I could repent! 4 My pray'rs, my tears, my vows are vile, My duties black with guilt; On such a wretch can mercy smile, Tho' Jesu's blood was spilt? 5 Speechless I sink to endless night, I see an opening hell: But lo! what glory strikes my sight? Such glory who can tell! 6 Enwrapt in these bright beams of peace, I feel a gracious God: Swell, swell the note; Oh, tell his grace! Sound his high praise abroad! 7 Now rise, my soul, adore and love, Leave sin and hell behind; Give all thy pow'rs to heav'n above, And praise th' eternal mind. Languages: English

The Pool of Bethesda

Hymnal: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns #LXXII (1793) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Sensible Sinner First Line: Beside the gospel pool Lyrics: 1 Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor, From year to year, my helpless soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move; And others, round me, stepping in Their efficacy prove. 3 But my complaints remain, I feel the very same; As full of guilt, and fear, and pain, As when as first I came. 4 Oh would the Lord appear, My malady to heal; He knows how long I've languish'd here, And what distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I. 6 But whither can I go? There is not other pool Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow, To make a sinner whole. 7 Here then, from day to day, I'll wait, and hope, and try; Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, Yet suffer him to die? 8 No: He is full of grace: He never will permit A soul, that fain would see his face, To perish at his feet. Languages: English