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Lamenting the Loss of First Love

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXIX (1791) Topics: liturgical Confession Songs First Line: O that my Soul were now as fair Lyrics: 1 O that my soul were now as fair As it hath sometimes been! Devoid of that distracting Care Without, and Fear within! 2 There was a Time when I could tread No Circle but of Love: That joyous Morning now is fled, How heavily I move! 3 Unhappy soul, that thou should'st force, Thy Saviour to depart, When he was pleased with so coarse A Lodging in thy Heart! 4 How sweetly I enjoy'd my God! With how divine a Frame! I thought, on ev'ry Plant I trod, I read my Saviour's Name; 5 I liv'd, I lov'd, I talk'd with thee, So sweetly we agreed, And thou no Stranger wast to me Till I became a Weed. 6 The Tempter robb'd me, and I must I fear be ever Poor; May this suffice, to roll in Dust Before thy Temple Door! 7 My dearest Lord, my Heart flames not With Love that sacred Fire; But since my Love has wore that Blot Repentance runs the High'r. 8 O might those Days return again, How welcome they should be! Shall my Petition be in vain, Since Grace is ever free? 9 Lord of my Soul, return, return, To chase away this Night; Let not thine Anger ever burn; God once was my Delight. Languages: English
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O Thou, whose tender Mercy hears

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXX (1791) Topics: liturgical Confession Songs Lyrics: 1 O Thou whose tender Mercy hears Contrition's humble Sigh; Whose Hand Indulgent, wipes the Tears From Sorrow's weeping Eye. 2 See! low before the Throne of Grace A wretched Wand'rer mourn: Hast thou not bide me seek thy Face? Hast thou not said, Return? 3 And shall my guilty Fears prevail To drive me from thy Feet? O let not this dear Refuge fail, This only safe Retreat. 4 Absent from Thee, my Guide, my Light, Without one cheering Ray, Thro' Dangers, Fears, and gloomy Night, How desolate my Way! 5 O shine on this benighted Heart, With Beams of Mercy shine; And let thy healing Voice impart A taste of Joys Divine. 6 Thy Presence only can bestow Delights which never cloy; Be this my Solace, here below, And my eternal Joy. Languages: English
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Christ Withdrawn

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXXIII (1791) Topics: liturgical Confession Songs First Line: O what shall I do to retrieve Lyrics: 1 O what shall I do to retrieve The Love for a Season bestow'd: 'Tis better to die than to live Exil'd from the Presence of God: With Sorrow distracted and Doubt, With palpable Horror opprest, The City I wander about, And seek my Repose in his Breast. 2 Ye Watchmen of Israel, declare If ye my beloved have seen, And point to that heav'nly fair, Surpassing the Children of Men: My Love and Lord from above, Who only can quiet my Pain, Whom only I languish to love, O where shall I find him again? 3 The Joy and Desire of mine Eyes, The End of my Sorrow and woe; My Hope, and my Heav'nly Prize, My Height of Ambition below: Once more if he shew me his Face, He never again shall depart, Detain'd in my closest Embrace, Conceal'd in the Depth of my Heart. Languages: English
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Once more before we part

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCVII (1791) Topics: liturgical Closing Songs Lyrics: 1 Once more, before we part, We'll bless the Saviour's Name. Record his Mercies ev'ry Heart, Sing, ev'ry Tongue, the same. 2 Hoard up his Sacred Word, And feed thereon, and grow: Go on, and seek to know the Lord; And practice what you know. Languages: English
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Esau

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXXVI (1791) Topics: liturgical Confession Songs First Line: Poor Esau repented too late Lyrics: 1 Poor Esau repented too late, That once he his Birth-Right despis'd; And sold, for a Morsel of Meat, What could not too highly be priz'd: How great was his Anguish when told The Blessing he sought to obtain, Was gone with the Birth-Right he sold, And none could recall it again! 2 He stands as a Warning to all, Wherever the Gospel shall come: O hasten and yield to the Call, While yet for Repentance there's Room! Your Season will quickly be past, Then hear, and obey it to-day; Lest when you seek Mercy at last, The Saviour should frown you away. 3 What is it the World can propose? A Morsel of Meat at the best! For this are you willing to lose A share in the Joys of the Blest? Its Pleasures will speedily end, Its Favour and praise are but Breath: And what can its Profits befriend Your Soul in the Moment of Death? 4 If Jesus for these you despise, And Sin to the Saviour prefer, In vain your Entreaties and Cries, When summon'd to stand at his Bar: How will you his Presence abide? What Anguish will Torture your Heart? The Saints all enthron'd by his Side, And you be compell'd to depart! 5 Too often, Dear Saviour, have I Preferr'd some Poor Trifle to Thee; How is it thou dost not deny The Blessing and Birth-Right to me? No better than Esau I am, Tho' Pardon and Heaven be mine; To me belongs nothing but Shame, The Praise and the Glory be thine. Scripture: Genesis 24:31 Languages: English
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Rise, my Soul, and stretch thy Wings

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXLVI (1791) Topics: liturgical Songs of Response Lyrics: 1 Rise, my Soul, and stretch thy Wings, Thy better Portion Trace; Rise from Transitory Things, Tow'rds Heav'n, thy native Place; Sun, and Moon, and Stars decay, Time shall soon this Earth remove; Rise, my Soul, and haste away To Seats prepar'd above. 2 Rivers to the Ocean run, Nor stay in all their Course; Fire ascending seeks the Sun, Both speed them to their Source; To a Soul that's born of GOD, Pants to view his glorious Face; Upward tends to his Abode, To rest in his Embrace. 3 Fly the Riches, fly me Cares; While I that Coast explore; Flattering World, with all thy Snares, Solicit me no more. Pilgrims fix not here their Home; Strangers tarry but a Night, When the last dear Morn is come, They'll rise to joyful Light. 4 Cease, ye Pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the Prize; Soon our Saviour will return, Triumphant in the Skies: Yet a Season, and you know Happy Entrance will be giv'n, All our Sorrows left below, And Earth exchang'd for Heav'n. Languages: English
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Let the Wicked forsake his Way

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLVI (1791) Topics: liturgical Songs of Response First Line: Sinners, the Voice of GOD regard Lyrics: 1 Sinners, the Voice of GOD regard; 'Tis Mercy speaks to day; He calls you by his Sov'reign Word, From Sin's destructive Way. 2 Like the rough Sea, that cannot rest, You live devoid of Peace; A thousand Stings within your Breast, Deprive your Souls of Ease. 3 Your Way is dark, and leads to Hell; Why will you persevere? Can you in endless Torments dwell, Shut up in black Despair? 4 Why will you in the crooked Ways Of Sin and Folly go? In Pain you travel all your Days, To reap immortal Woe! 5 But he that turns to GOD shall live, Thro' his abounding Grace; His Mercy will the Guilt forgive Of those that seek his Face. 6 Bow to the Sceptre of his Word, Renouncing every Sin; Submit to him your sov'reign LORD, And learn his Will Divine. 7 His LOVE exceeds your highest Thoughts; He pardons like a GOD; He will forgive your numerous Faults, Thro' a Redeemer's Blood Scripture: Isaiah 55:7 Languages: English
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Holiness and Grace

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXI (1791) Topics: liturgical Songs of Response First Line: So let our Lips and Lives express Lyrics: 1 So let our Lips and Lives express The holy Gospel we profess; So let our Works and Virtues shine, To prove the Doctrine all Divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The Honours of our SAVIOUR-GOF; When the Salvation reigns within, And Grace subdues the Pow'r of Sin. 3 Our Flesh and Sense must be deny'd, Passion and Envy, Lust and Pride; While Justice, Temp'rance, Truth, and Love, Our inward Piety approve. 4 Religion bears our Spirits up, While we expect that blessed Hope, The bright Appearance of the LORD, And Faith stands leaning on his Word. Languages: English
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To the Holy Ghost

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXIII (1791) Topics: liturgical Confession Songs First Line: Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay Lyrics: 1 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, Tho' I have done thee such despite; Cast not a Sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting Flight. 2 Tho' I have most unfaithful been, Of all, whoe'er thy Grace receiv'd; Ten Thousand Times thy Goodness seen, Ten Thousand Times thy Goodness griev'd; 3 But O! the chief of Sinners spare, In Honour of my great High Priest; Nor in thy righteous Anger swear T' exclude me from thy People's Rest. 4 If yet thou canst my Sins forgive, Ev'n now O LORD, relieve my woes; Me to thy Rest of Love receive, And bless me with a calm Repose, 5 Ev'n now my weary soul release, And raise me by thy gracious Hand; Guide me into thy perfect Peace, And bring me to the promis'd Land. Languages: English
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Still out of the deepest Abyss

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXIV (1791) Topics: liturgical Confession Songs Lyrics: 1 Still out of the deepest Abyss Of Trouble I mournfully cry, And pine to recover my Peace, And see my Redeemer and die. I cannot, I cannot forbear These Passionate Longings for Home; O when shall my Spirit be there? O when will the Messenger come? 2 Thy Nature I long to put on, Thine Image on Earth to regain, And then in the Grave to lay down My Burden of Body and Pain; O JESUS in pity draw near, And lull me to sleep on thy Breast; Appear, to my Rescue, appear And gather me into thy Rest. 3 To take a poor Fugitive in The Arm of thy Mercy display, And give me to rest from all Sin, And bear me triumphant away: Away from a World of Distress, Away to the Mansions above, A Heaven of seeing thy Face, A Heaven of feeling thy Love. Languages: English

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