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If high or low our station be
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #337 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 If high or low our station be,
Of noble or ignoble name;
By uncorrupted honesty,
Thy blessing, Lord, we'll humbly claim.
2 Enrich'd with that, no want we'll fear,
Thy providence shall be our trust.
Thou wilt supply our portion here,
Thou friend and guardian of the just!
3 Oh! may we, with sincere delight,
To all the task of duty pay;
Tender of ev'ry social right,
Obedient to thy lawful sway!
4 Such virtue thou wilt not forget
In that blest world, where virtue shares
A fit reward; though not of debt,
But what thy boundless grace prepares. Languages: English
If high or low our station be
Parent of all, Omnipotent
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #353 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Parent of all, Omnipotent
I heav'n, and earth below!
Through all creation's vast extent,
Whose streams of goodness flow:
2 Teach me to know, from whence I rose,
And unto what design'd;
Nor selfish aims may I propose,
Since link'd with human kind.
3 But chief to hear my country's voice
May my best thoughts incline:
'Tis reason's law, 'tis virtue's choice,
'Tis nature's call, and thine.
4 Me from fair freedom's sacred cause
May nothing e'er divide;
Nor grandeur, gold nor vain applause,
Nor friendship false misguide.
5 To duty, honour, virtue true,
In all my country's weal,
Let me my public walk pursue:
So, God, thy favour deal! Languages: English
Parent of all, Omnipotent
Father of men! thy care we bless
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #355 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Father of all! thy care we bless,
Which crowns our families with peace.
From thee they spring, and by thy hand
They have been and are still sustain'd.
2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd,
Be our domestic altars rais'd;
Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell
With saints in their obscurest cell.
3 To thee may each united house,
Morning and night, present its vows;
Our servants there, and rising race,
Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace.
4 O may each future age proclaim
The honours of thy glorious name;
While pleas'd and thankful, we remove
To join the family above.
Languages: English
Father of men! thy care we bless
Come, let us search our ways and try
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #338 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Come, let us search our ways and try;
Have they been just and right?
Is the great rule of equity
Our practice and delight?
2 What we would have our neighbor do,
Have we still done the same?
From others ne'er withheld the due,
Which we from others claim?
3 Have we ne'er envied others' good,
Nor envied others' praise?
In no man's path malignant stood,
Nor us'd detraction's ways?
4 Have we not, deaf to his request,
Turn'd from another's woe?
The scorn, which wrings the suff'rer's heart,
Have we abhorr'd to whew?
5 Then may we raise our modest pray'r
To God, the just and kind;
May humbly cast on him our care,
And hope his grace to find.
6 Religion's path they never trod,
Who equity contemn;
Nor ever are they just to God,
Who prove unjust to men. Languages: English
Come, let us search our ways and try
O God, my Saviour, and my King
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #339 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 O God, my Saviour, and my King,
Of all I have or hope the spring!
Send down thy spirit from above,
And warm my heart with holy love.
2 May I from ev'ry act abstain,
That gives another grief or pain;
Still may I feel my heart inclin'd,
To be the friend of all mankind.
3 With pity let my breast o'erflow,
When I behold a brother's woe;
And bear a sympathizing part,
Whene'er I meet a wounded heart.
4 And let my neighbour's prosp'rous state
A mutual joy in me create;
His virtuous triumph let me join;
His peace and happiness be mine.
5 Yea, though my neighbour's hate I prove,
Still let me vanquish hate with love;
Slow to resent, though he would grieve,
But always ready to forgive.
6 Let love through all my conduct shine,
An image fair, though faint, of thine;
Let me thy humble follower prove,
Father of men, great God of love!
Languages: English
O God, my Saviour, and my King
Let Pharisees of high esteem
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #340 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Let Pharisees of high esteem
Their faith and zeal declare:
All their religion is a dream,
If love be wanting there.
2 Love suffers long with patient eye,
Nor is provok'd in haste;
She lets the present inj'ry die,
And long forgets the past.
3 Malice and rage, those fires of hell,
She quenches with her tongue;
Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill,
Tho' she endure the wrong.
4 She ne'er desires nor seeks to know
The scandals of the time;
Nor looks with pride on those below,
Nor envies those that climb.
5 She lays her own advantage by,
To seek her neighbour's good;
So God's own Son came down to die,
And save us by his blood.
6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r
In all the realms above;
There faith and hope are known no more,
But saints for ever love. Languages: English
Let Pharisees of high esteem
Blest is the man whose heart is kind
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #341 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man, whose heart is kind
And melts with pity to the poor;
Who, with a sympathizing mind,
Feels what his fellowmen endure.
2 His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hands can do;
He in the time of gen'ral grief
Shall find, the Lord hath pity too.
3 This man shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head;
Though sword, or pestilence, or dearth
Around him multiply their dead.
4 Or, if with mortal suff'rings try'd,
Suff'rings shall all his soul refine,
Sweet hope his refuge shall provide,
And minister a bliss divine. Languages: English
Blest is the man whose heart is kind
Father of our feeble race
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #342 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Father of our feeble race,
Wise, beneficent, and kind!
Spread o'er nature's ample face,
Flows thy goodness unconfin'd.
Musing in the silent grove,
Or the busy walks of men,
Still we trace thy wond'rous love,
Claiming large returns again.
2 Lord, what offerings shall we bring,
At thine altars when we bow?
Hearts, the pure unsullied spring
Whence the kind affections flow,
Soft compassion's feeling soul,
By the melting eye express'd;
Sympathy, at whose control
Sorrow leaves the tortur'd breast;
3 Willing hands to lead the blind,
Bind the wounded, or feed the poor;
Love, embracing all our kind;
Charity, with lib'ral store.
Teach us, O thou heav'nly King,
Thus to show our grateful mind;
Thus th' accepted off'ring bring,
Love to thee and all mankind Languages: English
Father of our feeble race
Bright source of everlasting love!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #343 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Bright source of everlasting love!
To thee our souls we raise;
And to thy matchless bounty rear
A monument of praise.
2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life
With ev'ry cheering ray;
Kindly restrains the rising tear,
Or wipes that tear away.
3 When, sunk in guilt, our race approach'd
The borders of despair;
Thy grace through Jesus' blood proclaim'd
A free salvation near.
4 What shall we render, bounteous Lord,
For all the grace we see?
Alas! the goodness worms can yield
Extendeth not to thee.
5 To tents of woe, to beds of pain,
Our cheerful feet repair;
And, with the gifts thy hand bestows,
Relieve the mourners there.
6 The widow's heart shall sing for joy;
The orphan shall be glad;
And hung'ring souls we'll gladly point
To Christ the living bread.
7 Thus, passing through this vale of tears,
Our useful light shall shine;
And other learn to glorify
Our Father's name divine. Languages: English
Bright source of everlasting love!
O what stupendous mercy shines
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #344 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 O what stupendous mercy shines
Around the majesty of heav'n!
Rebels he deigns to call his sons,
Their souls renew'd, their sins forgiv'n.
2 Go, imitate the grace divine,--
The grace that blazes like a sun;
Hold forth your fair, though feeble light,
Through all your lives let mercy run.
3 Upon your bounty's willing wings
Swift let the great salvation fly;
The hungry feed, the naked clothe,
To pain and sickness help apply.
4 Pity the weeping widow's woe,
And be her counsellor and stay;
Adopt the fatherless, and smooth
To useful, happy life, his way.
5 Let age with want and weakness bow'd,
Your mercy and compassion move;
Let e'en your enemies be bless'd,
Their hatred recompens'd with love. Languages: English
O what stupendous mercy shines
Great God! whilst I thy love admire
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #345 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Great God! whilst I thy love admire,
Grant me to catch the sacred fire:
Thus shall my heav'nly birth be known,
And as thy child thou wilt me own.
2 Father, I see thy sun arise,
To cheer thy friends and enemies;
And when from heav'n thy rain descends,
Thy bounty both alike befriends.
3 Enlarge my soul with love like thine;
My mortal pow'rs by grace refine:
So shall I feel another's woe,
And freely feed a hungry foe.
4 I hope for pardon, through thy Son,
For all the crimes which I have done:
Then may the grace, that pardons me,
Constrain me to forgive like thee. Languages: English
Great God! whilst I thy love admire
Behold, where, breathing love
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #346 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Behold, where, breathing love,
Our dying Master stands!
His weeping follow'rs, gath'ring round,
Receive his last commands.
2 From that mild Saviour's lips
What tender accents fell!
The gentle precept, which he gave,
Became its author well.
3 Blest is the man, whose heart
Feels all another's pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never rais'd in vain;
4 Whose breast expands with warmth,
A stranger's woe to feel,
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound
He wants the pow'r to heal.
5 To offices of love
His feet are never slow;
He views through mercy's melting eye
A brother in a foe.
6 Peace from his Father God,
My peace to him I give;
And, when he kneels before the throne,
His trembling soul shall live.
7 To him shall grace be shewn;
And mercy from above
Descend on those, who thus fulfill
The perfect law of love.
Languages: English
Behold, where, breathing love
Daughters of pity, tune the lay
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #347 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Daughters of pity, tune the lay;
To mourners joy belongs;
While he, that wipes all tears away,
Accepts our thankful songs.
2 No altars smoke, no off'rings bleed,
No guiltless lives expire;
To help a brother in his need,
Is all our rites require.
3 Our off'ring is a willing mind
To comfort the distrust;
In others' good our own we find,
In others' blessing blest.
4 Go to the pillow of disease,
Where night gives no repose,
And on the cheek, where sickness preys,
Bid health to plant a rose.
5 Go where the friendless stranger lies;
To perish is his doom:
Snatch from the grave his closing eyes,
And bring his blessing home.
6 Thus, what our heav'nly Father gave,
Shall we as freely give;
Thus copy him, who liv'd to save,
And died that we might live. Languages: English
Daughters of pity, tune the lay
Blest is the man whose heart expands
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #348 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man whose heart expands
At melting pity's call,
And the rich blessings of whose hands
Like heav'nly manna fall.
2 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way
To guide untutor'd youth,
And lead the mind that went astray
To virtue and to truth.
3 Children our kind protection claim,
And God will well approve,
When infants learn to lisp his name,
And their Creator love.
4 Delightful work, young souls to win,
And turn the rising race
From the deceitful paths of sin,
To seek redeeming grace!
5 Almighty God! thy influence shed
To aid this good design:
The honours of thy name be spread,
And all the glory thine.
Languages: English
Blest is the man whose heart expands
All-seeing God! 'tis thine to know
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #349 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 All-seeing God! ’tis Thine to know
The springs whence wrong opinions flow,—
To judge, from principles within,
When frailty errs, and when we sin.
2 Who, among men, great Lord of all!
Thy servant to his bar shall call?
Judge him, for modes of faith, thy foe,
And doom him to the realms of woe?
3 Who with another’s eye can read,
Or worship by another’s creed?
Trusting thy grace, we form our own,
And bow to thy commands alone.
4 If wrong, correct; accept, if right;
While faithful we improve our light,
Condemning none, but zealous still
To learn and follow all thy will. Languages: English
All-seeing God! 'tis thine to know
Absurd and vain attempt! to bind
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #350 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Absurd and vain attempt! to bind
With iron chains the free-born mind,
To force conviction, and reclaim
The wand'ring by destructive flame.
2 Bold arrogance! to snatch from heav'n
Dominion not to mortals giv'n;
O'er conscience to usurp the throne,
Accountable to God alone.
3 Jesus! thy gentle law of love
Does no such cruelties approve;
Mild as thy self, thy doctrine wields
No arms but what persuasion yields.
4 By proofs divine, and reason strong,
It draws the willing soul along;
And conquests to thy church acquires
By eloquence which heav'n inspires.
5 O happy, who are thus compell'd
To the rich feast, by Jesus held!
May we this blessing know, and prize
The light which liberty supplies.
Languages: English
Absurd and vain attempt! to bind
Let party names no more
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #351 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Let party-names no more
The Christian world o'erspread:
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free
Are one in Christ their Head.
2 Among the saints on earth,
Let mutual love be found;
Heirs of the same inheritance,
With mutual blessings crown'd.
3 Let envy, child of hell!
Be banish'd far away:
Those should in strictest friendship dwell,
Who the same Lord obey.
4 Thus will the church below
Resemble that above,
Where streams of pleasure ever flow,
And ev'ry heart is love. Languages: English
Let party names no more
Blest be the tie, that binds
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #352 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Blest be the tie, that binds
Our hearts in Christian love!
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne,
We pour our ardent pray'rs:
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.
3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
4 When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain:
But we shall still be join'd in heart,
And hope to meet again.
5 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity. Languages: English
Blest be the tie, that binds
How blest the sacred tie, that binds
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #354 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 How blest the sacred tie, that binds,
In union sweet according minds!
How swift the heav’nly course they run,
Whose hearts, and faith, and hopes are one!
2 To each the soul of each how dear!
What watchful love, what holy fear!
How doth the gen'rous flame within
Refine from earth and cleanse from sin!
3 Their streaming eyes together flow,
For human guilt and mortal woe;
Their ardent pray'rs together rise,
Like mingling flames in sacrifice.
4 Together both they seek the place,
Where God reveals his awful face;
How high, how strong, their raptures swell,
There's none but kindred souls can tell.
5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire
‘Midst nature’s drooping, sick’ning fire:
Soon shall they meet in realms above,
A heav'n of joy, because of love.
Languages: English
How blest the sacred tie, that binds
Of justice and of truth I sing
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #356 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Of justice and of truth I sing,
And pay to God my vows:
With truth and justice, heav'nly King,
Teach me to rule my house.
2 Now to my tent, O God! be near,
And make thy servant wise;
And let me suffer nothing there,
That shall offend thy eyes.
3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong,
Or dares oppress the poor,
The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue
Be distant from my door.
4 Still may I seek the good and just,
And will their help enjoy;
Such be the friends that I shall trust,
The servants I'll employ.
5 While sin in others I reprove,
Be ev'ry virtue mine;
And let the wisdom from above
Through all my conduct shine.
6 Who shall the most in love abound,
Our sole contention be:
So shall my house be ever found
A dwelling dear to thee! Languages: English
Of justice and of truth I sing
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