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The Prisoner

Author: Newton Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #288 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind First Line: When the poor prisoner, through a grate Lyrics: 1 When the poor prisoner, through a grate, Sees others walk at large, How does he mourn his lonely state, And long for a discharge! 2 Thus I, confined in unbelief, My loss of freedom mourn; And spend my hours in fruitless grief, Until my Lord return. 3 The beam of day which pierces through The gloom in which I dwell, Only discloses to my view The horrors of my cell. 4 [Ah! how my pensive spirit faints, To think of former days, When I could triumph with the saints, And join their songs of praise!] 5 Dear Saviour, for thy mercy’s sake, My strong, my only plea, These gates and bars in pieces break, And set the prisoner free. Languages: English
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Temptation

Author: Cowper Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #290 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind First Line: Dangers of every shape and name Lyrics: 1 Dangers of every shape and name Attend the followers of the Lamb, Who leave the world’s deceitful shore, And leave it to return no more. 2 O Lord, the pilot’s part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm; Defend me from each threatening ill; Control the waves; say, “Peace! be still!” 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, My soul still hangs her hopes on thee; Thy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair. Languages: English
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Encompass'd with clouds of distress

Author: Toplady Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #293 (1844) Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind Lyrics: 1 Encompassed with clouds of distress, And tempted all hope to resign, I pant for the light of thy face, That I in thy beauty may shine. Disheartened with waiting so long, I sink at thy feet with my load; All plaintive I pour out my song, And stretch forth my hands unto God. 2 [Shine, Lord, and my terror shall cease; The blood of atonement apply; And lead me to Jesus for peace, The Rock that is higher than I. Speak, Saviour, for sweet is thy voice; Thy presence is fair to behold; I thirst for thy Spirit, with cries And groanings that cannot be told.] 3 If sometimes I strive, as I mourn, My hold of thy promise to keep, The billows more fiercely return, And plunge me again in the deep. While harassed and cast from thy sight, The tempter suggests with a roar, “The Lord has forsaken thee quite; Thy God will be gracious no more.” 4 Yet, Lord, if thy love has designed No covenant blessing for me, Ah! tell me, how is it I find Some sweetness in waiting for thee? Almighty to rescue thou art, Thy grace is immortal and free; Lord, succour and comfort my heart, And make me live wholly to thee. Languages: English
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Prayer Answered by Crosses

Author: Newton Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #295 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind First Line: I ask'd the Lord that I might grow Lyrics: 1 I ask'd the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace; Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. 2 [’Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answered prayer; But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair.] 3 I hoped that in some favoured hour, At once he’d answer my request; And, by his love’s constraining power, Subdue my sins, and give me rest. 4 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart, And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part. 5 Yea, more, with his own hand he seemed Intent to aggravate my woe; Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 “Lord, why is this?” I trembling cried; “Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?” “’Tis in this way,” the Lord replied, “I answer prayer for grace and faith. 7 “These inward trials I employ, From self and pride to set thee free; And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou mayst seek thy all in me.” Languages: English
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The Trial of Faith

Author: Kent Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #297 (1844) Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind First Line: Jehovah hath said, 'tis left on record Lyrics: 1 Jehovah hath said, ’tis left on record, “The righteous are one with Jesus the Lord;” At all times he loves them; ’twas for them he died; Yet ofttimes he proves them, for grace must be tried. 2 When faint in the way, or lifeless and cold, Or sunk in dismay, and none to uphold; Yet firm to his promise thy God shall abide; But grace, though the smallest, shall surely be tried. 3 [Temptations and sins in legions shall rise, As spears in thy side or thorns in thy eyes; And oft, to thy sorrow, his face he shall hide, For God has determined his grace shall be tried.] 4 With him on the mount today thou shalt be, Indulged by thy Lord his glory to see; There he may caress thee, and call thee his bride, Yet grace, though he bless thee, shall surely be tried. 5 [The tempest shall blow, the billows shall swell, Thy soul, full of woe, shall pass as through hell; And all this to prove thee, to stain thy cursed pride; Yet still he will love thee; but grace must be tried.] 6 He’ll ne’er thee forsake, but surely perform His word, though he take his way in the storm; Yea, oft in the clouds of dejection he’ll ride, For he has determined his grace shall be tried. 7 He’ll cause thee to bring thy griefs to his throne, But answers of peace to thee shall send none; Then sorrow and sadness thy heart shall divide, Because he’s determined his grace shall be tried. 8 As gold from the flame, he’ll bring thee at last, To praise him for all through which thou hast past; Then love everlasting thy griefs shall repay, And God from thy eyes wipe all sorrows away. Languages: English
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The Canaanites still in the land

Author: Kent Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #298 (1844) Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind Lyrics: 1 The Canaanites still in the land, To harass, perplex, and dismay, Brought Israel of old at a stand, For Anak was stronger than they. What God had designed they possessed, Supported and kept by his hand; Yet, lest on their lees they should rest, The Canaanites dwelt in the land. 2 ’Tis thus with the Israel on earth, Who groan with a body of sin, Partake of a spiritual birth, The work of God’s Spirit within; Today, with a taste of his love, Jehovah their souls will expand, Tomorrow he’ll give them to prove The Canaanites still in the land. 3 [Corruptions like vapours shall rise; Light, love, and delight shall be gone; The sun shall be dark in the skies, And hell, with its legions, come on; Yet all things shall work for their good, Afflictions, temptations, or pain; And still, through the Lamb and his blood Their cause they shall ever maintain.] 4 [Like Gad, by a troop overcome, They fall, through the workings of sin; Yet glory they not in their shame, But mourn their defilement within. On Zion’s bright summit above, Victorious at last they shall stand, Though now for a season they prove The Canaanites still in the land.] 5 [A thorn in the flesh they shall have, Their roving affections to win, To teach them how Jesus can save, And show them the depth of their sin; Yea, down to the Jordan of death, His foes shall the Christian withstand, And feel, when resigning his breath, The Canaanites still in the land.] 6 [To them he his oath shall fulfil, A poor, little, faint-hearted band; For ’tis of their Father’s good will The Canaanites dwell in the land. Their place of repose is on high, No Canaanite enters therein, To drink of the rivers of joy, Remote from the regions of sin.] Scripture: Joshua 17:12 Languages: English
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If but a single moment's space

Author: Berridge Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #299 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind Lyrics: 1 If but a single moment’s space, My Lord himself withdraws, Dark clouds and storms come on apace, And debts, and broken laws. 2 My heart reveals its dross and dung, And loathsome is my breath; My harp is on the willows hung, And Esau vows my death. 3 My eyes refuse to lend a tear; My throat is hoarse and dry; I lisp and falter in my prayer, And sick and faint am I. 4 If Jesus loves the gospel-poor, That broken-hearted be, A mourner waiteth at thy door, Who wants a sight of thee. 5 Look from the windows of thy grace, And cheer a drooping heart; A single smile from thy sweet face Will bid my griefs depart. 6 Thou art the life of all my joys; Thy presence makes my heaven; Whatever else my Lord denies, Thy presence, Lord, be given. Scripture: Psalm 30:7 Languages: English
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Jesus, Lover of my soul

Author: J. W.; C. W. Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #303 (1844) Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the raging billows roll, While the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last! 2 [Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone; Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed; All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.] 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; All in all in thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness; Vile and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace; 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found; Grace to pardon all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the Fountain art; Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Scripture: Psalm 57:1 Languages: English
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O the pangs by Christians felt

Author: Hart Hymnal: Selection of Hymns, for Public Worship designed to be used with Watts' #306 (1827) Meter: 7.6 Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind Lyrics: 1 O the pangs by Christians felt, When their eyes are open; When they see the gulfs of guilt They must wade and grope in; When the hell appears within, Causing bitter anguish, And the loathsome stench of sin Makes the spirit languish. 2 Now the heart disclosed, betrays All its hid disorders, Enmity to God’s right ways, Blasphemies and murders; Malice, envy, lust, and pride, Thoughts obscene and filthy; Sores corrupt and putrefied, No part sound or healthy. 3 [All things to promote our fall Show a mighty fitness; Satan will accuse withal, And the conscience witness; Foes within, and foes without, Wrath, and law, and terrors, Rash presumption, timid doubt, Coldness, deadness, errors.] 4 Brethren, in a state so sad, When temptations seize us, When our hearts we feel thus bad, Let us look to Jesus. He that hung upon the cross, For his people bleeding, Now in heaven sits, for us Always interceding. 5 Vengeance, when the Saviour died, Quitted the believer; Justice cried, “I’m satisfied, Now, henceforth, for ever.” “It is finished,” said the Lord, In his dying minute; Holy Ghost, repeat the word, Full salvation’s in it. 6 [Leprous soul, press through the crowd In thy foul condition; Struggle hard, and call aloud On the great Physician. Wait till thy disease he cleanse, Begging, trusting, cleaving; When, and where, and by what means, To his wisdom leaving.] Languages: English
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The Narrow Way

Author: Hart Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #308a (1844) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind First Line: Wide is the gate of death Lyrics: 1 Wide is the gate of death; The way is large and broad; And many enter in thereat, And walk that beaten road. 2 Because the gate of life Is narrow, low, and small; The path so pressed, so close, so strait, There seems no path at all. 3 [This way, that’s found by few, Ten thousand snares beset, To turn the seeker’s steps aside, And trap the traveller’s feet.] 4 [Before we’ve journeyed far, Two dangerous gulfs are fixed, Dead sloth and pharisaic pride, Scarce a hair’s breadth betwixt.] 5 [False lights delude the eyes, And lead the steps astray; That traveller treads the surest here That seldom sees his way.] 6 [Guides cry, “Lo here!” “Lo there!” “On this, on that side keep;” Some overdrive, some frighten back, And others lull to sleep.] 7 [On the left hand and right, Close, cragged rocks are seen, Distrust and self-wrought confidence; ’Tis hard to squeeze between.] 8 [Sometimes we seem to gain Great lengths of ground by day; But find, alas! when night comes on, We quite mistook the way.] 9 [Sometimes we have no strength; Sometimes we want the will; And sometimes, lest we might go wrong, We choose to stand quite still.] 10 [Again, through heedless haste, We catch some dangerous fall; Then, fearing we may move too fast, We hardly move at all.] 11 [Deep quagmires choke the way; Corruptions foul and thick; Whose stench infects the air, and makes The strongest traveller sick.] 12 [Through these we long must wade, And oft stick fast in mire; Now heat consumes, now frost benumbs, As dangerous as the fire.] 13 [Spectres, of various forms, Allure, enchant, affright; Presumption tempts us every day; Despair assaults by night.] 14 [Companions if we find, Alas! how soon they’re gone! For ’tis decreed that most must pass The darkest paths alone.] 15 Distressed on every side With evils, felt or feared; We pray, we cry, but cannot find That prayers or cries are heard. 16 Thickets of briers and thorns Our feeble feet enclose; And every step we take betrays New dangers and new foes. 17 When all these foes are quelled, And every danger past, That ghastly phantom, Death, remains To combat with at last. Languages: English

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