Questions

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identifier	question
34994	Art thou distressed by weight of care?
34994	If Thou, Lord, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?
34994	Lord, Thou art my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?
34994	My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
34994	My tired eyes are closing, And while I am reposing, Where doth my soul remain?
34994	O Lord God, why do the wicked rage without cause?
34994	O Lord, who can understand his errors?
34994	O heart of mine, why borrow The troubles of tomorrow?
34994	Thou art the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?
34994	What folk is this now drawing near to me, This throng of worthies blest?
34994	What if death should take me And no light awake me From my sleep and rest?
34994	What is man''s being?
34994	Why dost Thou hide Thy face, and forget our misery and distress?
34994	and the mighty set themselves and take counsel against Thee and Thy Son, Thine Anointed?
13439	1 This is the day when Christ arose So early from the dead: Why should I my eyelids close, And waste my hours in bed?
13439	1 Whene''er I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see?
13439	1 Why should I join with those in play In whom I''ve no delight; Who curse and swear, but never play; Who call ill names, and fight?
13439	1 Why should I love my sports so well, So constant at my play, And lose the thoughts of heaven and hell, And then forget to pray?
13439	1 Why should I say,"` Tis yet too soon"To seek for heaven or think of death?"
13439	1 Why should our garments, made to hide Our parents''shame, provoke our pride?
13439	2 Have you not heard what dreadful plagues Are threaten''d by the Lord, To him that breaks his father''s law, Or mocks his mother''s word?
13439	2 This is the day when Jesus broke The powers of death and hell; And shall I still wear Satan''s yoke, And love my sins so well?
13439	2 What do I read my Bible for, But, Lord, to learn thy will?
13439	3 And must the crimes that I have done Be read and publish''d there, Be all exposed before the sun, While men and angels hear?
13439	3 Can such a wretch as I Escape this cursed end?
13439	3 Have we not known, nor heard, nor read, How God abhors deceit and wrong?
13439	3 How many children in the street Half naked I behold?
13439	3 How will they stand before thy face, Who treated thee with such disdain, While thou shalt doom them to the place Of everlasting fire and pain?
13439	3 That I am led to see I can do nothing well; And whither shall a sinner flee, To save himself from hell?
13439	3 What if the Lord grow wroth, and swear While I refuse to read and pray, That he''ll refuse to lend an ear, To all my groans another day?
13439	4 Then if the Gospel I refuse, How shall I e''er lift up mine eyes?
13439	4 What if his dreadful anger burn, While I refuse his offer''d grace, And all his love to fury turn, And strike me dead upon the place?
13439	6 Are these thy favours, day by day To me above the rest?
13439	6 Then why should I so long delay What others learn so soon?
13439	8 His hand is my perpetual guard, He keeps me with his eye: Why should I then forget the Lord Who is for ever nigh?
13439	And may I hope, whene''er I die, I shall to heaven ascend?
13439	And shall I daily know thee more, And less obey thee still?
13439	Did they thus affront the Lord?
13439	Have not Eve and Adam taught us Their sad profit to compute, To what dismal state they brought us When they stole forbidden fruit?
13439	How Ananias was struck dead Catch''d with a lye upon his tongue?
13439	How could angels bear the sight?
13439	How shall a child presume to sing His dreadful majesty?
13439	If I meet with railing tongues, Why should I return them railing, Since I best revenge my wrongs By my patience never failing?
13439	Must he dwell with brutal creatures?
13439	The thief 8,7,8,7 Why should I deprive my neighbour Of his goods against his will?
13439	Was there nothing but a manger Cursed sinners could afford, To receive the heavenly stranger?
13439	What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me?
23673	144 GENERAL Why art thou sorrowful?
23673	186 Fourth Word"Deus meus, ut quid dereliquisti me?"
23673	2. Who am I, my Jesus, That Thou com''st to me?
23673	2. Who can requite the love Shown in the wondrous plan, Whereby the God above For me became a Man?
23673	2. Who is there meekly lying In yonder stable poor?
23673	3. Who is there near the cradle, That guards the holy Child?
23673	5. Who could see, from tears refraining, Christ''s dear Mother uncomplaining In so great a sorrow bowed?
23673	6. Who, unmoved, beheld her languish Underneath His Cross of anguish,''Mid the fierce unpitying crowd?
23673	80 THE BLESSED VIRGIN Whither thus, in holy rapture?
23673	80 Wondrous Love that Can not Falter 56 Why Art Thou Sorrowful?
23673	98 SAINTS, St. Peter Seek ye a Patron to defend?
23673	A father to me?
23673	A message from the Sacred Heart; What may its message be?
23673	And how revere this wondrous gift, So far surpassing hope or thought?
23673	And what is this dulness that hangs o''er thee now?
23673	Aut in quo contristavi te?
23673	Dear Saint I stand far off With vilest sins oppressed; Oh may I dare, like thee, To lean upon His Brest?
23673	Die nobis Maria, quid vidisti in via?
23673	For love is stronger far than death, And who can love like Thee, My Saviour, Whose appealing Heart Broke on the Cross for me?
23673	For what did Jesus love on earth One half so tenderly as thee?
23673	Gounod Lento con espressione Deus meus, Deus meus, Ut quid dereliquisti me?
23673	Gracious turn Thine ear to suppliant sigh; If sins of men Thou scann''st, who may stand That searching eye of Thine, and chast''ning hand?
23673	Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride?
23673	How can I love Thee as I ought?
23673	In Accents Burning 66 Sacred Heart of Jesus, Fount of Love 59 Saint of the Sacred Heart 103 See, Amid the Winter''s Snow 5 Seek ye a Patron to Defend?
23673	Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee?
23673	Lone in grandeur, lone in glory, Who shall tell thy wonderous story, Awful Trinity, Awful Trinity?
23673	Mittit crystallum suam sicut buccellas: ante faciem frigoris ejus quis sustinebit?
23673	Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, What shall I ask of thee?
23673	Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, What shall I do for thee?
23673	O who shall dare her glory paint?
23673	Popule meus, quid feci tibi?
23673	Pro nobis egenum et foeno cubantem Piis foveamus amplexibus: Sic nos amantem quis non redamaret?
23673	Quem patronem rogaturus?
23673	Quid dormitis?
23673	Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
23673	Quis est homo, qui non fleret, Matrem Christi si videret In tanto supplicio?
23673	Quis non amantem redamet?
23673	Quis non posset contristari, Christi Matrem contemplari Dolentem cum Filio?
23673	Quis non redemptus diligat, Et Corde in isto seligat Aeterna tabernacula?
23673	Seek ye a patron to defend Your cause?
23673	Shepherd, why this jubilee?
23673	That He thinks for us, plans for us, stoops to entreat, And follows u, wander we ever so far?
23673	That can utter hymns beseeming All her matchless excellence?
23673	They know but little of Thy worth Who speak the heartless words to me, For what did Jesus love on earth One half so tenderly as thee?
23673	Though poverty and work and woe The masters of my life may be, When times are worst who does not know Darkness is light with love of thee?
23673	Thy joys when shall I see?
23673	Vel Judam non videtis, quo modo non dormit, sed festinat tradere me Judaeis?
23673	Vel Judam non videtis, quo modo non dormit, sed festinat tradere me Judaeis?
23673	What else but love divine, Could Thee constrain to open thus That Sacred Heat of Thine?
23673	What gift or present, Jesus, can I bring?
23673	What may the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heav''nly song?
23673	What meeker than the Saviour''s Heart?
23673	When shall my sorrows have and end?
23673	When times are worst who does not know Darkness is light with love of thee?
23673	When wilt Thou always Make our hearts Thy home?
23673	Who can measure All it means?
23673	Who doth not crave for rest?
23673	Who is the King of glory?
23673	Who is there kneeling by Him In Virgin beauty fair?
23673	Who shall sound Thee?
23673	Why art thou sorrowful, servant of God?
23673	Why so fleetly art thou speeding Up the mountain''s rough ascent?
23673	Why your rapturous strains prolong?
23673	Wither thus in holy rapture, Royal maiden, art thou bent?
23673	Word made Flesh, the bread of nature By His word to Flesh He turns; Wine into His Blood He changes: What through sense no change discerns?
23673	by N. A. Montani Moderato Quae est ista, quae est ista, quae ascendit de deserto; deliciis affluens enixa super dilectum suum?
23673	this daily food And the daily granted treasure Of His sacrificial Blood?
23673	ut quid dereliquisti me?
13341	And all thy vesture stain''d like thoseWho in the wine- press tread?"
13341	How came they to the happy seatsOf everlasting day?"
13341	Whence did this glorious troop arriveAt the pure realms of heavenly light?"
13341	1 2 3& c. 1 What mighty man, or mighty God, Comes travelling in state, Along the Idumean road, Away from Bozrah''s gate?
13341	1 And are we wretches yet alive?
13341	1 And is this life prolong''d to me?
13341	1 And must this body die?
13341	1 Can creatures to perfection find[ 1] Th''eternal uncreated mind?
13341	1 Dearest of all the names above My Jesus, and my God, Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood?
13341	1 Do I believe what Jesus saith, And think the gospel true?
13341	1 How can I sink with such a prop As my eternal God, Who bears the earth''s huge pillars up, And spreads the heavens abroad?
13341	1 How shall I praise th''eternal God, That infinite unknown?
13341	1 How should the sons of Adam''s race Be pure before their God?
13341	1 Is this the kind return, And these the thanks we owe, Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow?
13341	1 Must all the charms of nature then So hopeless to salvation prove?
13341	1 Must friends and kindred drop and die?
13341	1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
13341	1 Shall the vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their creator, God?
13341	1 Shall we go on to sin Because thy grace abounds, Or crucify the Lord again, And open all his wounds?
13341	1 Shall wisdom cry aloud And not her speech be heard?
13341	1 Thou whom my soul admires above All earthly joy, and earthly love, Tell me, dear shepherd, let me know, Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow?
13341	1 Thy favours Lord, surprise our souls; Will the Eternal dwell with us?
13341	1 What equal honours shall we bring To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy Name?
13341	1 What shall the dying sinner do That seeks relief for all his woe?
13341	1 Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
13341	1 Who can describe the joys that rise Thro''all the courts of Paradise To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born?
13341	1 Who has believ''d thy word, Or thy salvation known?
13341	1 Why do we mourn departing friends Or shake at death''s alarms?
13341	1 Why does your face, ye humble souls, Those mournful colours wear?
13341	1 Why is my heart so far from thee, My God, my chief delight?
13341	1 Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days?
13341	1 Why should this earth delight us so?
13341	1 Why should we start and fear to die?
13341	1"Where are the mourners,[ 1]( saith the Lord)"That wait and tremble at my word,"That walk in darkness all the day?
13341	10[ Is he a rock?
13341	11[ Is he a way?
13341	12[ Is he a door?
13341	13& c. 1"These glorious minds, how bright they shine"Whence all their white array?
13341	13& c. 1"What happy men, or angels these"That all their robes are spotless white?
13341	13[ Is he design''d a corner- stone, For men to build their heaven upon?
13341	14[ Is he a temple?
13341	15[ Is he a star?
13341	16[ Is he a sun?
13341	1[ Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home; Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor my salvation come?
13341	1[ Who is this fair one in distress, That travels from the wilderness?
13341	1[''Tis from the treasures of his word I borrow titles for my Lord?
13341	2 Are we not tending upward too As fast as time can move?
13341	2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal the heirs of heaven?
13341	2 Have we forgot th''almighty Name That form''d the earth and sea?
13341	2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead?
13341	2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven, Or form our natures fit for heaven?
13341	2 Joyful with all the strength I have My quivering lips should sing,"Where is thy boasted victory, Grave?
13341	2 Lord, when I quit this earthly stage, Where shall I fly but to thy breast?
13341	2 The virgin''s promis''d Son is born, Behold th''expected Child appear; What shall his names or titles be?
13341	2 Then I arise, and search the street Till I my Lord, my Saviour meet; I ask the watchmen of the night,"Where did you see my soul''s delight?"
13341	2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, Thou sovereign of my heart, How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound,"Depart?"
13341	2 Was ever equal pity found?
13341	2 Were these the traitors, dearest Lord, That thy fair body tore?
13341	2 What tho''your numerous sins exceed The stars that fill the skies, And aiming at th''eternal throne, Like pointed mountains rise?
13341	2 Where is the shadow of that rock That from the son defends thy flock?
13341	2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell?
13341	2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth?
13341	2''Tis high as heaven,''tis deep as hell, And what can mortals know or tell?
13341	2[ Doth not the workman''s power extend O''er all the mass, which part to choose, And mould it for a nobler end, And which to leave for viler use?]
13341	2[ Why should my foolish passions rove?
13341	3 Almighty goodness cries,"Forbear;"And straight the thunder stays; And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace?
13341	3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, He led the host of morning stars;( Thy generation who can tell, Or count the number of thy years?)
13341	3 Great God, is this our certain doom?
13341	3 He lives, he lives, and sits above, For ever interceding there: Who shall divide us from his love?
13341	3 May not the sovereign Lord on high Dispense his favours as he will, Choose some to life while others die, And yet be just and gracious still?
13341	3 Must we indulge a long despair, Shall our petitions die; Our mournings never reach thine ear, Nor tears affect thine eye?]
13341	3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e''er such love and sorrow meet?
13341	3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise; What vain presumers dare Against their Maker''s hand to rise, Or tempt th''unequal war?
13341	3 Was it for crimes that I had done He groan''d upon the tree?
13341	3 Was it for crimes that I had done My dearest Lord was slain When justice seiz''d God''s only Son, And put his soul to pain?
13341	3 What tho''your mighty guilt beyond The wide creation swell, And has its curs''d foundations laid Low as the deeps of hell?
13341	3 Who dares refuse to fear thy Name, Or worship at thy throne?
13341	3 Why do we then indulge our fears, Suspicions and complaints?
13341	3 Why should thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths unknown?
13341	3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb?
13341	3 Yet why, my soul, why these complaints?
13341	3"Why, mighty Lord,"thy saints enquire,"Why thine apparel red?
13341	3& c. 1 Do we not know that solemn word, That we are bury''d with the Lord, Baptis''d into his death, and then Put off the body of our sin?
13341	33& c. 1 Who shall the Lord''s elect condemn?
13341	3[ His sovereign power what mortal knows?
13341	3[ Is he compar''d to wine or bread?
13341	3[ While all our hearts and all our songs Join to admire the feast, Each of us cry with thankful tongues,"Lord, why was I a guest?
13341	4 A thousand seraphs strong and bright Stand round the glorious Deity; But who amongst the sons of light Pretends comparison with thee?
13341	4 And can this mighty King Of Glory condescend?
13341	4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my father and my friend?
13341	4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear, Am I not safe beneath thy, shade?
13341	4 Can a kind woman e''er forget The infant of her womb, And''mongst a thousand tender thoughts Her suckling have no room?
13341	4 God is a King of power unknown, Firm are the orders of his throne; If he resolve, who dares oppose, Or ask him why, or what he does?
13341	4 How shall I bear that dreadful day, And stand the fiery test?
13341	4 Must angels sink for ever down, And burn in quenchless fire, While God forsakes his shining throne To raise us wretches higher?
13341	4 Shall persecution, or distress, Famine, or sword, or nakedness?
13341	4 The graves of all his saints he bless''d, And soften''d every bed; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying head?
13341	4 The vengeance to your follies due Should strike your hearts with terror thro'': How will ye stand before his face, Or answer for his injur''d grace?
13341	4 What have I done for him that dy''d To save my wretched soul?
13341	4"I call for helpers but in vain:"Then has my gospel none?
13341	4"Why was I made to hear thy voice,"And enter while there''s room?
13341	4[ Eternal Father, who shall look Into thy secret will?
13341	4[ Is he a tree?
13341	4[ Speak we of strength?
13341	4[ Who shall pretend to teach him skill?
13341	5 And can such rebels be restor''d?
13341	5 And must my body faint and die?
13341	5 Are they not all thy servants,[4] Lord?
13341	5 Are we the soldiers of the cross?
13341	5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole; He calms the tempest of the soul; When he shuts up in long despair Who can remove the heavy bar?
13341	5 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still, And never act our parts?
13341	5 Thro''the wide air the weighty rocks Are swift as hailstones hurl''d: Who dares engage his fiery rage That shakes the solid world?
13341	5 What shall the wretch the sinner do?
13341	5 What shall we pay our heavenly King For grace so vast as this?
13341	5 Whence then should doubts and fears arise, Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes?
13341	5 Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree?
13341	5[ Is he a rose?
13341	5[ What shall we pay th''eternal Son, That left the heaven of his abode, And to this wretched earth came down To bring us wanderers back to God?
13341	6 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compar''d to thee; Or what''s my safety, or my health, Or all my friends to me?
13341	6 Lord, can a feeble helpless worm Fulfil a task so hard?
13341	6 Lord, can these plants of virtue grow In such a heart as mine?
13341	6 Shall man reply against the Lord, And call his Maker''s ways unjust, The thunder of whose dreadful word Can crush a thousand worlds to dust?
13341	6 Then I repent and vex my soul That I should leave thee so, Where will those wild affections roll That let a Saviour go?
13341	6 What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring?
13341	6[ Is he a vine?
13341	8 These are a portion of his ways, But who shall dare describe his face?
13341	8 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when The shining day appear, That I shall leave those clouds of sin, And guilt and darkness here?
13341	8[ Is he a fountain?
13341	8[ Jesus, and when shall that dear day, That joyful hour appear, When I shall leave this house of clay To dwell amongst them there?]
13341	9[ Is he a fire?
13341	And are we still secure?
13341	And can an all- creating arm Grow weary or decay?
13341	And do we yet rebel?
13341	And helpers be withdrawn?
13341	And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay?
13341	And must this soul remove?
13341	And shall we fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name?
13341	And where the monster''s sting?"
13341	And where''s our courage fled?
13341	And will he write his Name,"My Father and my Friend?"
13341	Are days and seasons given?
13341	Are life and heaven so cheaply sold?
13341	Can hell demand, can heaven condemn The man whom Jesus deigns to love?
13341	Can souls all o''er defil''d with sin Make their own powers and passions clean?
13341	Has restless sin and raging hell Struck all our comforts dead?
13341	His heavenly root Supplies the boughs with life and fruit: O let a lasting union join My soul the branch to Christ the vine: 7[ Is he the head?
13341	If he command who dares oppose?
13341	Is he a God, and shall his grace Grow weary of his saints?
13341	Monsters, that stain''d those heavenly limbs With floods of purple gore?
13341	Must heaven''s eternal Darling die To save a traitorous race?
13341	Must this base world be bought so dear?
13341	Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out?
13341	Or guide the counsels of his will?
13341	Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
13341	Or what should tempt us to despair?
13341	Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great?
13341	Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just than he?
13341	Still walking downward to our tomb, And yet prepare no more?
13341	Such natures made divine?
13341	The followers of the Lamb?
13341	The voice of God''s eternal word, Deserves it no regard?
13341	This mortal frame decay?
13341	What canst thou find beneath the poles To tempt thy chariot downward thus?
13341	What doubts are these that waste your faith, And nourish your despair?
13341	When the last trumpet sound, And call the nations to the skies From underneath the ground?
13341	When wilt thou banish my complaints, And shew my sins forgiven?
13341	Where can such sweetness be As I have tasted in thy love; As I have found in thee?]
13341	Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind?
13341	While sorrow with a weeping eye Counts up our comforts gone?
13341	Who but the Son shall take that book And open every seal?
13341	Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne?
13341	Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring?]
13341	Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand?
13341	Why are my thoughts no more by day With thee, no more by night?
13341	Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour go?
13341	Why should we fix our eyes On these low grounds where sorrows grow, And every pleasure dies?
13341	Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?
13341	and can an humble child That loves thee with a flame so high, Be ever from thy face exil''d Without the pity of thine eye?
13341	and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die?
13341	and shall we ever lie At this poor dying rate?
13341	what can we pay For favours so divine?
30362	Dost thou charge my sin to me? 30362 Who,"said the wond''ring John,"are they In white array, Whom now I see before me?"
30362	Why should sorrow ever grieve me?
30362	''Tis but for the gold he''s worth; Are we prosp''rous, do we flourish?
30362	( Is God for me, t''oppose me?)
30362	--why then toilest thou?
30362	A hero Thou Whose courage low Sinks''fore disgrace or danger?
30362	And doth the Head befriend me, Am I belov''d by God?
30362	And shall Thy word and promise fail, Be put to shame for ever?
30362	And what have many more than of the poor the sweat?
30362	And who thy frame uprearèd?
30362	Are we unworthy?
30362	Art thou to- day in joyous mood, Rejoicing in thy share of good?
30362	But dust and ashes what am I?
30362	But say whoe''er can tell it-- Who are they who repent?
30362	Christ is near, What can here E''er of Him deprive me?
30362	Consider what we be-- A moment, where are we?
30362	Could I be better living Than such have liv''d below?
30362	Did I e''er''neath sorrow bend?
30362	Did my heart grief ever rend?
30362	Did then Thy good and holy Son Himself for us deliver, And I enslavèd, sinful one, Shall I resist Thee ever?
30362	Do foes Thee scorn and treat with shame?
30362	Dost Thou not work?
30362	Dost from the world withdraw thyself, And lov''st God more than gold or pelf?
30362	Dost live in sorrow, sunk in grief, Hast much affliction-- no relief?
30362	Doth God support Thee and thine ever?
30362	Doth He say,"Thou art Mine, thy way doth please Me well?"
30362	Doth ev''ry one despise Thy name?
30362	Doth wrath so burn, That Thou''lt ne''er turn To me, and stand beside me?
30362	For in all His works amazing, See I not His care for me?
30362	God oft gives me days of gladness, Shall I grieve If He give Seasons too of sadness?
30362	Had God been averse to me, Would He have supported All the gifts so rich and free He to me imparted?
30362	Had I no debt of sin to face, How could I ever share Thy grace?
30362	Hast thou death deserv''d for ever?
30362	Hath He not all the weary way From youth till now thee led, Oft chas''d misfortune''s clouds away That gather''d o''er thy head?
30362	Have I e''er been vexèd sore?
30362	Have I pleasure?
30362	Have I riches?
30362	His people''s cry Shall God deny, Who day and night are praying?
30362	Hollow and unfaithful ever Is the friendship of the earth; Seemeth she a man to favour?
30362	How is it reason finds it hard, The truth so oft rejecteth, That Thou with favour dost regard E''en while Thy hand afflicteth?
30362	How long shall I in grief lie low, And inward sorrow grieve me?
30362	How long shall I, thy stricken child, Bereft of soul- rest languish?
30362	How long shall my proud enemy, Who only meaneth ill to me, Exult o''er me in triumph?
30362	How long shall storm and wind so wild, Fill heart with fear and anguish?
30362	How long will sorrow on me press And deep heart- anguish grieve me?
30362	How long wilt chide, And Thy face hide, In darkness let me languish?
30362	How long, Lord, in forgetfulness And darkness wilt Thou leave me?
30362	How will my bounding heart With joy be overflowing, Praise evermore renewing, When through the door of heaven By Thee is entrance given?
30362	I am God''s, and mine is God, Who from Him can part me?
30362	I have deserv''d it, cease t''oppose The Lord''s will, shall I never?
30362	If I''m then a child of grace, Should I shun God ever, When He from sin''s devious ways, Seeks me to deliver?
30362	If my cup should overflow, Proud in spirit I might grow, Thee deny with scornful word, Asking who is God and Lord?
30362	In patience am I giving Myself to just such woe?
30362	In suff''rings art thou doom''d to live?
30362	Is God for me?
30362	Is it from Thee?
30362	Is it not pure love that filleth, And His faithful heart o''erflows, When He ever cares for those, Who do only what He willeth?
30362	Is the handredweight thy gain?
30362	Is this felicity?
30362	Is this the first time we have known And tasted sore affliction?
30362	Is''t so?
30362	It is thought, that at this time Gerhardt wrote his heart- stirring and beautiful hymn,--Ist Gott für mich, so trete?
30362	Jesus, why should they so grieve Thee, Who''re uncircumcis''d in heart, By this rite?
30362	Mine art thou still, and mine shalt be, Who will be this denying?
30362	Mine eyes scarce ope are keeping, A moment-- I''ll be sleeping, Where''s body then and soul?
30362	Must I be passing Through cares harassing?
30362	Must I then His own restore Him?
30362	My Saviour, what dejects Thee, And causeth all Thy woe?
30362	My body what but grass so dry?
30362	My face, why should''st thou troubled be When thou of death art hearing?
30362	No stone, our Saviour God art Thou, How canst Thou so afflict us now?
30362	O my soul, why dost thou grieve, Why dost mourn so bitterly, That more freely God doth give Gifts to others than to thee?
30362	Of wealth, what is thy store?
30362	Reflect, my friend, say, if you know What station is there here below Without its fall and daily share Of sorrow, pain, and anxious care?
30362	SAY WITH WHAT SALUTATIONS?
30362	SHALL I NOT MY GOD BE PRAISING?
30362	Satan e''er fool''d me before?
30362	Satan''s wiles dost thou not see?
30362	Say who to pale hath made it?
30362	Say with what salutations Shall I Thine advent greet?
30362	Say, where a place to lay my head, On earth had I attainèd?
30362	Seems help impossible to thee?
30362	Shake thy head in scorn, and"flee,"Bid the old deceiver--"Wilt renew thy thrusts at me, Me to fear deliver?
30362	Shall He be reproach''d by men Through thy sore dejection?
30362	Shall I not my God be praising, And in Him not joyful be?
30362	Shall cradled infants feel the stroke, Shall they endure the heavy yoke?
30362	She will smile on us, and nourish; Doth misfortune o''er us low''r?
30362	So darest thou His pow''r so great Ne''er doubt a moment even, Who is it that doth all create,-- By whom all gifts are given?
30362	Soul, why art thou sad and dreary?
30362	The heart of Herod loathèd Thee, Yet what art Thou?
30362	The life we''re living What is it giving?
30362	The tent- like firmament who builds, Who spreads th''expanse of blue, Who sends to fertilize our fields Refreshing rain and dew?
30362	Thou art but man, to thee''tis known, Why dost thou then endeavour To do what God should do alone, Or can accomplish ever?
30362	Thou art my only light below, No other helper here I know; I wait on Thee both night and day, Why dost Thou, then, O Lord, delay?
30362	Thou spring of boundless blessing, How could e''er my feeble mind Of Thy depth the bottom find, Though my efforts were unceasing?
30362	Though a heavy cross I''m bearing, And my heart Feels the smart, Shall I be despairing?
30362	Though he rage sore, What can he more Than soul and body sever?
30362	Thy foes why should they move thee?
30362	To glad our eyes, by whose decree, Say, hath the light appearèd?
30362	To us vouchsafèd can it be The Sun of Righteousness to see, The Star from Jacob''s stem so bright, The woman''s Seed, the Gentiles''Light?
30362	To wring my heart with anguish?
30362	WHY WITHOUT, THEN, ART THOU STAYING?
30362	What God doth who can e''er explore, And say what He rejoiceth o''er?
30362	What are they Better than small dust of earth?
30362	What can I with my utmost pow''r?
30362	What can death''s poison do to me?
30362	What can there be( I ask of thee) That can arise, To fear thee to deliver?
30362	What do they eat and drink, and what gain do they get?
30362	What dost thou think and speak, What''s fathomless, art sounding?
30362	What good did all the might of men Do, when to thee were given Life, mind, and pow''r from heaven?
30362	What good the life I''m living?
30362	What harm can do Our soul''s dread foe To us at all, Though full of gall his spirit?
30362	What hast Thou e''er neglected For my good here below?
30362	What have we had but grief alone On earth, and sore dejection?
30362	What have we here or what are we, Of good what can earth give, That we do not alone from Thee, Our Father, aye receive?
30362	What is His wide dominion fair?
30362	What is all this life possesseth?
30362	What is the sum of all our gain From youth to age, but toil and pain, Heart- sorrow and vexation?
30362	What is there in sky or sea, What the wide earth over, What that works no good for me, Canst thou then discover?
30362	What meaneth He?
30362	What means He to announce to us, Who nature''s course can alter thus?
30362	What mortal knows His Maker''s mind?
30362	What shall I do then, Lord?
30362	What should thus in sorrow sink us?
30362	What to- day my heart doth gladden, That to- morrow doth not sadden?
30362	What use, though much we''ve learnèd here, If first we do not learn Thy fear, And ne''er to serve Thee right attain?
30362	What will be then Thy greeting, Me and my brethren meeting?
30362	What''s Satan''s might and majesty?
30362	What''s it worth?
30362	What''s measureless, art bounding?
30362	When did God command me Judgment to require from thee?
30362	Where shall I from Thy Spirit fly, Escape from Thine omniscient eye?
30362	Where shall I from Thy presence hide, And where remote from Thee abide?
30362	Where were thy mind and will and heart When land and ocean over, Yea, even earth''s remotest part, The sky was spread to cover?
30362	Who can declare,"My house was ever All free from care, And troubled never?"
30362	Who can rob me of my heaven That God''s Son, As mine own, To my faith hath given?
30362	Who car''d for thee ere light of day Had dawn''d upon thy vision, While in the womb thy soul still lay As in a gloomy prison?
30362	Who did pow''r on thee bestow Sentence to deliver?
30362	Who hath thy frame replenish''d With members fair and finish''d?
30362	Who hath thy veins in order laid, For each a course convenient made?
30362	Who is he that could ever find The counsel out God hath decreed, The way wherein He''d have us tread?
30362	Who is it life and health bestows, Who keeps us with His hand In golden peace, wards off war''s woes, From our dear native land?
30362	Who is it that afflicts Thee?
30362	Who is the Master, where is he, Who in perfection sketcheth The hands this infant dear to me Now smilingly outstretcheth?
30362	Who made the sun and moon to shine, Who gave herbs, trees, and beasts as thine, Who bid them satisfy thee, And no desire deny thee?
30362	Who thought upon thy welfare then?
30362	Who warmeth us in cold and frost, Who shields us from the wind, Who orders it that wine and must We in their season find?
30362	Whose skill was it that fashion''d thee?
30362	Why are, but for good to me, Air and water given?
30362	Why com''st Thou, Lord, so slowly To free me from this state?
30362	Why do clouds their streams outpour?
30362	Why do dews earth cover?
30362	Why do star so beauteously Shine on us from Heaven?
30362	Why do thy cares both night and day Grieve thee so bitterly?
30362	Why dost Thou let me feel such smart, Pass through such tribulation?
30362	Why for thy life should care so grieve thee, How to nourish and sustain it?
30362	Why should sorrow ever grieve me?
30362	Why should tears so freely flow?
30362	Why should they such pain e''er give Thee, Why inflict such cruel smart?
30362	Why through holy men of old Have God''s words been given?
30362	Why wilt thou thyself so weary When there is no need for thee?
30362	Why with verdure''s cover''d o''er, Why flow blessings over Hill and valley, field and wood?
30362	Why without, then, art Thou staying, Blessed of the Lord from far?
30362	Will not God''s own Son now bless us?
30362	Wilt Thou Thy face, Lord, utterly Turn from me?
30362	Wilt Thou eternally repel, And show Thy goodness never?
30362	Wilt Thou give ever To me whatever My life is needing?
30362	Wilt Thou then grieve me, Gall to drink give me?
30362	Wilt thou do what is for thy good, And what thy God good seeth?
30362	Would I have life?
30362	dearest love, why was I born, If Thou my soul forsakest?
30362	fairest one, what faileth me In Thy great love, of blessing?
30362	from hour to hour But what Thyself art giving?
30362	is this magnificence?
30362	my work then bless; Is it of man?
30362	now turn Thine eyes away From paths where I have gone astray; Of my ill ways what thinkest Thou, That I''ve pursued from youth till now?
30362	to Thee we sing 37 In grateful songs your voices raise 238 In prayer your voices raise ye 45 Is God for me?
30362	what shall I do for Thee For all the good Thou doest me, Thus saving me and shielding?
30362	where art thou vanish''d?
30362	who dost Heav''n''s sceptre wield What is it that now makes our field, And everything that it doth bear, Such sad and ruin''d aspect wear?
30362	why permittest Thou my soul To sink in sore dejection?
30362	why should the thought of death With terror make me shiver?
30362	wilt Thou, Unmindful of me, leave me?
30362	wilt ne''er look on me In grace and in compassion?
33180	If He Giveth Quiet, Who Can Make Trouble?
33180	1 Am I a soldier of the cross, And pledged to bear its shame?
33180	1 Brother, hast thou wandered far From thy Father''s happy home, With thyself and God at war?
33180	1 Brother, will you slight the message Sent in mercy from above?
33180	1 Feeble, helpless, how shall I Learn to live and learn to die?
33180	1 Grows dark thy path before thee?
33180	1 Hast thou,''midst life''s empty noises, Heard the solemn steps of Time, And the low, mysterious voices Of another clime?
33180	1 Hath not thy heart within thee burned At evening''s calm and holy hour, As if its inmost depths discerned The presence of a loftier power?
33180	1 How long, O Lord, his brother''s blood Shall man in battle spill?
33180	1 O Lovely Voices of the sky, Which hymned the Saviour''s birth, Are ye not singing still on high, Ye that sang,"Peace on earth"?
33180	1 O where are kings and empires now Of old that went and came?
33180	1 O, where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul?
33180	1 Shall we grow weary in our watch, And murmur at the long delay, Impatient of our Father''s time And his appointed way?
33180	1 The land our fathers left to us Is foul with hateful sin; When shall, O Lord, this sorrow end, And hope and joy begin?
33180	1 Was it in vain that Jesus prayed For those he came to save, When darkly o''er his path was laid The shadow of the grave?
33180	1 What shall we ask of God in prayer?
33180	1 Where is thy sting, O death?
33180	1 Who is thy neighbor?
33180	1 Why, thou never- setting Light, Is thy brightness veiled from me?
33180	1 Wilt Thou not visit me?
33180	1 Wouldst thou in thy lonely hour Praises to the Eternal pour?
33180	1"Is this a fast for me?"
33180	2 And shall we fear to tread The path where Jesus led, The pure and holy one, for man who died?
33180	2 And thus shall faith''s consoling power The tears of love restrain; O, who that saw thy parting hour Could wish thee here again?
33180	2 Brought safely by His hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear?
33180	2 Can loving children e''er reprove With murmurs whom they trust and love?
33180	2 Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal, The breaches of Thy precepts heal?
33180	2 Early hath life''s mighty question Thrilled within thy heart of youth, With a deep and strong beseeching,-- What, and where, is truth?
33180	2 Hast thou not heard''mid forest glades, While ancient rivers murmured by, A voice from forth the eternal shades, That spake a present Deity?
33180	2 Hast thou wasted all the powers God for noble uses gave?
33180	2 Hath Jesus loved and prayed in vain?
33180	2 He has taught us to forgive, By his words in days gone by; He has taught us how to live; Can he teach us how to die?
33180	2 How long shall glory still be found In scenes of cruel strife, Where misery walks, a giant crowned, Crushing the flowers of life?
33180	2 Is true freedom but to break Fetters for our own dear sake, And with leathern hearts forget That we owe mankind a debt?
33180	2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas?
33180	2 O, who like thee,--so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light?
33180	2 On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
33180	2 Poor tremblers at His rougher wind, Why do we doubt Him so?
33180	2 Said not oft those pleading eyes That they longed for purer skies?
33180	2 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?
33180	2 Thus it saith; in accents mild,--"Weary wanderer, wayward child, From thy Father''s earnest love Still forever wilt thou rove?
33180	2 Thy neighbor?
33180	2 Was not our Lord a little child, Taught by degrees to pray, By father dear and mother mild Instructed day by day?
33180	2 Went I not forth undaunted and alone, Strong in the majesty of human might?
33180	2 What good, though growing might and wealth Shall stretch from shore to shore, If thus the fatal poison- taint Be only spread the more?
33180	2 What now shall affright us?
33180	2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o''er Ceylon''s isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile?
33180	2 What though the wild winds rage around?
33180	2 What voice shall bid the progress stay Of truth''s victorious car?
33180	2 Who, among men, great Lord of all, Thy servant to his bar shall call?
33180	2 Why art thou cast down, my soul?
33180	2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth?
33180	2 Wilt Thou not visit me?
33180	2 Wouldst thou a temple?
33180	2 Wouldst thou, when thy faults are known, Wish that pardon should be shown?
33180	2"No; is not this alone The sacred fast I choose: Oppression''s yoke to burst in twain, The bands of guilt unloose?
33180	3 And as, upon the sacred page, Thine eye in rapt attention turned O''er records of a holier age, Hath not thy heart within thee burned?
33180	3 And evermore beside him on his way, The unseen Christ shall move, That he may lean upon his arm and say,"Dost thou, dear Lord, approve?"
33180	3 And loved he not of heaven to talk With children in his sight, To meet them in his daily walk, And to his arms invite?
33180	3 Are there no foes for me to face?
33180	3 Did ever trouble yet befall, And He refuse to hear thy call?
33180	3 Does any from the false world find Naught but reproach and scorn?
33180	3 Fain would earth''s true and dear Save me in this dark hour; And art not Thou more near?
33180	3 Gethsemane can I forget?
33180	3 Hath God cast off forever?
33180	3 His rest?
33180	3 Is a mighty famine now In thy heart and in thy soul?
33180	3 O, who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs, of men before?
33180	3 O, why should anxious thought Press down your weary mind?
33180	3 Roll back the swelling tide of sin, The lust of gain, the lust of power; The day of freedom usher in: How long delays the appointed hour?
33180	3 Shall man remain in silence, then, While all beneath the skies The chorus joins?
33180	3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny?
33180	3 Shouldst thou helpless be and poor, Wouldst thou not for aid implore?
33180	3 So, trusting in Thy love, I tread The narrow path of duty on; What though some cherished joys are fled?
33180	3 The ocean, that in mountains ran, Spreads boundlessly without a wave; And is it only said of man, His peace is in the grave?
33180	3 Then, death, where is thy sting?
33180	3 Thy neighbor?
33180	3 Was I not girded for the battle- field?
33180	3 We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name?
33180	3 What is that great intent On which each heart is bent, Our hosts among?
33180	3 What our foes?
33180	3 What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh?
33180	3 Where now is death''s terror?
33180	3 Who shall make trouble, then?
33180	3 Who with another''s eye can read, Or worship by another''s creed?
33180	3 Why seeks he not a home of rest?
33180	3"To nakedness and want Your food and raiment deal, To dwell your kindred race among, And all their sufferings heal?
33180	4 And shall man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come?
33180	4 And though some tones be weak and low, What are all prayers beneath, But cries of babes, that can not know Half the deep thought they breathe?
33180	4 But never rose within his breast A trust so calm and deep as now;-- Shall not the weary find a rest?
33180	4 Hath He His loving- kindness Shut up in bitter wrath?
33180	4 Is there a thing beneath the sun, That strives with Thee my heart to share?
33180	4 Think what Spirit dwells within thee; Think what Father''s smiles are thine; Think that Jesus died to win thee; Child of heaven, canst thou repine?
33180	4 Thy neighbor?
33180	4 We slumber while the present calls, But darkness grows with rest; Wouldst thou see truth?
33180	4 What if death my sleep invade;-- Should I be of death afraid?
33180	4 What shall make trouble?
33180	4 What sought they thus afar?
33180	4 When should not they rejoice, Whom Christ his brethren calls; Who hear and know his guiding voice, When on their hearts it falls?
33180	4 Where, then, art thou?
33180	4 Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
33180	4 Wouldst thou in thy lonely hour Praises to the Eternal pour?
33180	4"Wouldst live in earth as lives The glorious One above?
33180	5 And though Thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign Thy will?
33180	5 And was his mortal hour beset With anguish and dismay?
33180	5 The terror and the charm repel, And powers of earth, and powers of hell; The Man of Calvary triumphed here; Why should his faithful followers fear?
33180	5 Then wherefore should we grieve Or what have we to fear?
33180	5 Thy neighbor?
33180	5 What shall make trouble?
33180	And has He not His promise past, That thou shalt overcome at last?
33180	And shall I fear to own Christ''s cause, Or blush to speak his name?
33180	And shall it ever be, That after all our toils and tears Thy sabbath we shall see?
33180	And where thy victory, grave?
33180	Are They Not All Ministering Spirits?
33180	Are we not brothers all?
33180	Art Thou not love and power?
33180	Bore I not helm of pride and glittering sword?
33180	Bright jewels of the mine?
33180	Can time His truth impair?
33180	Did not oft the falling tear Speak of roughening billows here?
33180	Discontent upon thy brow?
33180	Does any, stung by words unkind, Wish that he ne''er was born?
33180	Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?
33180	God, thy God, shall make thee whole; Why art thou disquieted?
33180	His tender mercy never Shall we presume to share?
33180	How canst thou want if He provide, Or lose thy way with such a guide?
33180	How long that mandate be withstood, Which cries,"Thou shalt not kill?"
33180	How may we meet our conflict yet In the dark, narrow way?
33180	How, but through him that path who trod?
33180	If ye do not feel the chain, When it works a brother''s pain, Are ye not base slaves indeed, Slaves unworthy to be freed?
33180	Judge him, for modes of faith, Thy foe, Or doom him to the realms of woe?
33180	Lord, to Whom Shall We Go?
33180	Must I not stem the flood?
33180	O Death, Where Is Thy Sting?
33180	O, who like thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe?
33180	Or fasts and penance reconcile Thy justice, and obtain Thy smile?
33180	Or shall we shrink from shame, Endured for Jesus''name, Our glorious Lord, once spurned and crucified?
33180	Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee?
33180	Praise His name for life and light; Are the shadows lengthening o''er us?
33180	Prayed we not that she might rest On her Heavenly Father''s breast?
33180	S. M.* Why Art Thou Cast Down, My Soul?
33180	Shall sloth and faintness win Thy peace, O Thou, the martyr''s God?
33180	So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility?
33180	Squandered life''s most golden hours?
33180	That hidden world no eye can see,-- O, who shall pierce its mystery?
33180	The chief of all the sons of men, Shall we not welcome him?
33180	The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?
33180	Thou wilt not tremble at the sound; What though the waters o''er thee roll?
33180	Thus saith the Lord our God;"A day for man to vex his soul, And feel affliction''s rod?
33180	To whom shall we Thy children turn?
33180	What are ages, in Thy sight, But as yesterday when past, Or a watch within the night?
33180	What arm arrest the growing day, Or quench the solar star?
33180	What is Prayer?
33180	What radiant light dispels the gloom?
33180	What reckless soul, though stout and strong, Shall dare bring back the ancient wrong, Oppression''s guilty night prolong, And freedom''s morning bar?
33180	What though some flattering dreams are gone?
33180	Where art thou?--''midst the host above May we still gaze on thee?
33180	Who Is My Neighbor?
33180	Who shall lead thy child to Thee?
33180	Who, O God, my guide shall be?
33180	Why does this unwonted night Cloud thy blest benignity?
33180	Why seeks he not the pillowed bed?
33180	Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go?
33180	Why should the earth be drenched with gore?
33180	Your downcast eyes and hands lift up; Doubt not, nor cry"O God, how long?"
33180	and wilt Thou condescend To be my Father and my Friend?
33180	does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell?
33180	he must win Fair Zion''s gate through ranks of sin; Why are these words, this solemn show, If sin be not his deadly foe?
33180	is day before us?
33180	know ye not that ye The temple are of God?
33180	look above,-- The heavens stretch over all in love; A book?
33180	thy friend, thy master, prayed, While dread and anguish shook his frame, Then met his sufferings undismayed; Wilt thou not strive to do the same?
33180	what offering shall we bring, At Thine altars when we bow?
33180	where thy victory?
33180	whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave?
33180	will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth?
13166	And cherish such an impious thought within,That the All- Holy would indulge thy sin?"
13166	Are my eyes charm''d thy vestments to behold,Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?"
13166	Are not our lips our ownthey cry,"And who shall be our lord?"
13166	Are not thy servants turn''d to dust?
13166	Deep in the dust can I declareThy truth, or sing thy goodness there?
13166	Or hast thou made mankind in vain? 13166 Or say, our lips are not our own?"
13166	When did I thirst, or drink thy bullocks blood? 13166 1 And will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep? 13166 1 Are all the foes of Sion fools, Who thus devour her saints? 13166 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they thy saints devour? 13166 1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliverance send; My soul for thy salvation faints, When will my troubles end? 13166 1 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face, But answer lest I die; Hast thou not built a throne of grace To hear when sinners cry? 13166 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? 13166 1 How long, 0 Lord, shall I complain Like one that seeks his God in vain? 13166 1 How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin? 13166 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high, At thy command, diseases fly; Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 13166 1 Is there ambition in my heart? 13166 1 Judges, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause, When th''injur''d poor before you stands? 13166 1 Just are thy ways, and true thy word, Great rock of my secure abode; Who is a God beside the Lord? 13166 1 Lord, hast thou cast the nation off? 13166 1 Lord, what was man, when made at first, Adam the offspring of the dust, That thou shouldst set him and his race But just below an angel''s place? 13166 1 My Saviour, my almighty Friend, When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace? 13166 1 My refuge is the God of love; Why do my foes insult and cry,Fly like a timorous trembling dove,"To distant woods or mountains fly"?
13166	1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not thy mercies large and free?
13166	1 The Lord my shepherd is, I shall be well supply''d; Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside?
13166	1 Thou God of love, thou ever blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips that love deceit?
13166	1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown?
13166	1 Where shall the man be found That fears t''offend his God, That loves the gospel''s joyful sound, And trembles at the rod?
13166	1 Where shall we go to seek and find An habitation for our God, A dwelling for th''Eternal Mind Amongst the sons of flesh and blood?
13166	1 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face?
13166	1 Who shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness?
13166	1 Who will arise and plead my right Against my numerous foes, While earth and hell their force unite, And all my hopes oppose?
13166	1 Why did the Jews proclaim their rage?
13166	1 Why did the nations join to slay The Lord''s anointed Son?
13166	1 Why do the proud insult the poor, And boast the large estates they have?
13166	1 Why do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold?
13166	1 Why doth the Lord stand off so far, And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress?
13166	1 Why doth the man of riches grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With every rising tide?
13166	1 Why should I vex my soul and fret To see the wicked rise?
13166	1 Will God for ever cast us off?
13166	1"Why has my God my soul forsook,"Nor will a smile afford?"
13166	10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear Thine holy Name profan''d?
13166	10"Can I be flatter''d with thy cringing bows,"Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
13166	13 Is not the world of nature thine, The darkness and the day?
13166	13"Silent I waited with long suffering love;"But didst thou hope that I should ne''er reprove?
13166	14 Hath not thy power form''d every coast, And set the earth its bounds, With summer''s heat and winter''s frost, In their perpetual rounds?
13166	15 And shall the sons of earth and dust That sacred power blaspheme?
13166	2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise; Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot?
13166	2 But there''s a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky: Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his Maker God?
13166	2 But who among the sons of men May visit thine abode?
13166	2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit?
13166	2 Hast thou not writ salvation down, And promis''d quickening grace?
13166	2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too?
13166	2 How long shall my poor labouring soul Wrestle and toil in vain?
13166	2 If government be all destroy''d( That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress?
13166	2 Lord, shall it be for ever said,"The race of man was only made"For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?"
13166	2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy pow''r?
13166	2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, Our flesh and sense repine and cry,"Must death for ever rage and reign?
13166	2 Shall I for ever be forgot As one whom thou regardest not?
13166	2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our sun go down at noon: Thy years are one eternal day, And must thy children die so soon?
13166	2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so And make him lord of all below; Make every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet?
13166	2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near: When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare?
13166	2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again?
13166	2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways?
13166	2 Why should I make a man my trust?
13166	2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws?
13166	2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart?
13166	2[ Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self- same clay, And boast as tho''his flesh was born Of better dust than they?]
13166	3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long, and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display?
13166	3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
13166	3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray, And wait in vain thy kind return?
13166	3 Hast thou not promis''d to thy Son And all his seed a heavenly crown?
13166	3 How long shall my poor troubled breast Be with these anxious thoughts opprest?
13166	3 I cry''d aloud to thee, my God,"What canst thou profit by my blood?
13166	3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without control,"And where''s your God at last?"
13166	3 The sparrow chuses where to rest, And for her young provides her nest: But will my God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children want?
13166	3 When God, our leader, shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms?
13166	3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod?
13166	3 When shall thy Name, from shore to shore, Sound all the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God?
13166	3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels, with their God compare?
13166	3 Why did the Gentiles rage, And Jews with one accord Bend all their counsels to destroy Th''anointed of the Lord?
13166	3 Why should I make a man my trust?
13166	3"And what have hypocrites to do"To bring their sacrifice?
13166	3"Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,"Nor hide thy shining face;"Why should thy favorite look like one"Forsaken of thy grace?
13166	3"This is the man did once pretend"God was his father and his friend;"If God the blessed lov''d him so,"Why doth he fail to help him now?"
13166	3"Where is thy promise to the just?
13166	4 Are not thy mercies sovereign still?
13166	4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord?
13166	4 Doth secret mischief lurk within?
13166	4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death?
13166	4 I''ll cast myself before his feet, And say"My God, my heavenly Rock,"Why doth thy love so long forget"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"
13166	4 If he afflicts his saints so far To prove their love, and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear?
13166	4 In vain to idol- saints they cry, And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great, so high, So powerful as our God?
13166	4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so?
13166	4 My eyes with expectation fail, My heart within me cries,"When will the Lord his truth fulfil,"And make my comforts rise?"
13166	4 Shall I be still tormented more?
13166	4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the stones: Are they not servants at his call, And sent t''attend his sons?
13166	4 This life''s a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake, and find me there?
13166	4 What are the earth''s wide kingdoms else But mighty hills of prey?
13166	4 What power could make the deep divide?
13166	4 With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with clattering sound: Where is the man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful cold?
13166	4"Could you expect to''scape my sight,"And sin without control?
13166	4"There''s none of all my sons above,"So much my image or my love;"Celestial powers thy subjects are,"Then what can earth to thee compare?
13166	4"Yet shall our words be free,"they cry,"Our tongue shall be controll''d by none:"Where is the Lord will ask us why?
13166	5 But why, my soul, sunk down so far Beneath this heavy load?
13166	5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face?
13166	5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands A lovely vine in heathen lands?
13166	5 He rules by his resistless might: Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th''Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war?
13166	5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment- seat, Where all the saints at Christ''s right hand In full assembly meet?
13166	5 I''ll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief?
13166	5 Let the unthinking many say,"Who will bestow some earthly good?"
13166	5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine In vain before my eyes?
13166	5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee, While far from thine abode: When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Saviour and my God?
13166	5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heavenly skill proclaim: What shall we do to make us wise, But learn to read thy Name?
13166	5 Shall they escape without thy frown?
13166	5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust?
13166	5 Which of the stocks or stones they trust Can give them showers of rain?
13166	5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say with foolish pride,"The God of heaven will ne''er engage To fight on Zion''s side?"
13166	6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob''s God, Both horse and chariot fell; Who knows the terrors of thy rod?
13166	6 But I with flowing tears Indulge my doubts to rise"Is there a God that sees or hears"The things below the skies?"]
13166	6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
13166	6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run?
13166	6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn; When will thy smiling face return?
13166	6 I call''d thy mercies to my mind Which I enjoy''d before; And will the Lord no more be kind?
13166	6 If I were hungry would I ask thee food?
13166	6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown?
13166	6 O who can ever find The errors of his ways?
13166	6 When shall my feet arise and stand On heaven''s eternal hills?
13166	6 Why will my Father hide his face, When foes stand threatening round, In the dark hour of deep distress, And not an helper found?
13166	6[ Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just?
13166	7 What is the creature''s skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb?
13166	7 What power can stand before thy sight When once thy wrath appears?
13166	7 Why is its beauty thus defac''d?
13166	7 Will he for ever cast me off?
13166	7 Yet they provok''d the Lord most high, And dar''d distrust his hand;"Can he with bread our host supply"Amidst this desert land?"
13166	8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord, Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
13166	8 Silent I waited with lone- suffering love, But didst thou hope that I should ne''er reprove?
13166	8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts?
13166	9 How long, eternal God, how long Shall men of pride blaspheme?
13166	9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, When nature all around you sings?
13166	9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off And still neglect our cries?
13166	9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heavenly Father bruise The Son he loves so well?
13166	9"If I were hungry, would I ask thee food?
13166	Against the Lord their powers engage His dear anointed to destroy?
13166	And God for ever hide his love?
13166	And I still pray and be deny''d?
13166	And cherish such an impious thought within, That God the righteous would indulge thy sin?
13166	And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power?
13166	And still despair of thy return?
13166	And still thy jealousy forbear, And still withhold thine hand?
13166	And thou a faithful God?
13166	And whence the fright that Sinai feels?
13166	Are my eyes charm''d thy vestments to behold, Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?
13166	Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves, and turn''d to clay?
13166	Can I be flatter''d with thy cringing bows, Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
13166	Can he be deaf who form''d their ears?
13166	Canst thou thy face for ever hide?
13166	Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners''scape secure, While gold and greatness bribe your hands?
13166	Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dews enrich the ground?
13166	Didst thou not bid the morning shine, And mark the sun his way?
13166	Do I indulge some unknown sin?
13166	Do they not know her Saviour rules, And pities her complaints?
13166	Doth not my heart address thy throne?
13166	For ever hide thine heavenly love From our afflicted eyes?
13166	Great is the Lord; what tongue can frame An equal honour to his Name?
13166	Has he forgot his tender love?
13166	Hast thou not given this sign?
13166	High in the heavens his justice reigns?
13166	His face appear no more?
13166	His promise ever fail?
13166	His wrath for ever smoke Against the people of his love, His little chosen flock?
13166	How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
13166	How long, almighty God, how long?
13166	How long, my God, how long before Thine hand afford relief?
13166	Lord, where''s thy kindness to the just?
13166	Make Jordan backward roll his tide?
13166	May not a sinner trust in thee?
13166	May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine?
13166	Mine eye consum''d with grief?
13166	Must their devices stand?
13166	Must we for ever mourn?
13166	My God, how long delay?
13166	Or blind, who made their eyes?
13166	Or truth compar''d to thine?
13166	Or where''s a refuge like our God?
13166	Or why support th''unrighteous cause?
13166	Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part?
13166	Shall all my joys on earth remove?
13166	Shall anger still prevail?
13166	Shall mercy ne''er return?
13166	Shall saints be made their endless song, And bear immortal shame?
13166	Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still thy saints devour?
13166	Short from the cradle to the grave: Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly, or power to save?
13166	Still shall my soul thine absence mourn?
13166	The God of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep?
13166	The Romans why their swords employ?
13166	The lightning of his spear?
13166	Thy vengeance who can tell?
13166	When did I thirst, or drink thy bullocks blood?
13166	When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away?
13166	When shall I make thy grace my song?
13166	When shall the just revive, and reign O''er all that scorn''d them here?
13166	When shall thine hour of grace return?
13166	When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no more?
13166	Where can a creature hide?
13166	Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death?
13166	Where is the power that vies with thee?
13166	Who can this King of glory be?
13166	Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise?
13166	Who shall sustain my sinking years If God my strength depart?
13166	Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace?
13166	Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down?
13166	Why did ye leap, ye little hills?
13166	Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God?
13166	Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
13166	Why should we look like men abhorr''d, Or banish''d from thy face?
13166	Will not thy hand that form''d them first Avenge thine injur''d Name?
13166	Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath?
13166	Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heavenly road?
13166	how couldst thou hope to please A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
13166	why should I be So far from all my joys and thee?
20476	Canst thou find out the Almighty?
20476	Is it such a fast that I have chosen?
20476	The Fathers, where are they?
20476	Whither shall I go from thy presence?
20476	Who shall abide in thy tabernacle?
20476	Why sayest thou-- my way is hid from the Lord?
20476	1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb?
20476	1 And art thou with us, gracious Lord, To dissipate our fear?
20476	1 And can my heart aspire so high, To say,"My Father,"God?
20476	1 And is the gospel peace and love?
20476	1 And is there, Lord, a rest, For weary souls designed, Where not a care shall stir the breast, Or sorrow entrance find?
20476	1 As o''er the past my memory strays, Why heaves the secret sigh?
20476	1 Bereft of all, when hopeless care Would sink us to the tomb, O what can save us from despair?
20476	1 Bound upon the accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is he?
20476	1 Brother, hast thou wandered far From thy father''s happy home?
20476	1 Can creatures to perfection find Th''eternal, uncreated Mind?
20476	1 Father of all, omniscient Mind, Thy wisdom who can comprehend?
20476	1 Feeble, helpless, how shall I Learn to live and learn to die?
20476	1 Friend after friend departs; Who hath not lost a friend?
20476	1 God is my strong salvation; What foe have I to fear?
20476	1 God is our refuge and defence, In trouble our unfailing aid; Secure in his omnipotence, What foe can make our soul afraid?
20476	1 How shall I praise th''eternal God, That infinite Unknown?
20476	1 How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives, from sin?
20476	1 Is there a lone and dreary hour, When worldly pleasures lose their power?
20476	1 Is there ambition in my heart?
20476	1 Lord, must we die?
20476	1 Lord, we come before thee now; At thy feet we humbly bow; O, do not our suit disdain; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
20476	1 Lord, who''s the happy man, that may To thy blest courts repair, Not, stranger- like, to visit them, But to inhabit there?
20476	1 My God, thy service well demands The remnant of my days; Why was this fleeting breath renewed, But to renew thy praise?
20476	1 Say, why should friendship grieve for those Who safe arrive on Canaan''s shore?
20476	1 The evils that beset our path, Who can prevent or cure?
20476	1 Were not the sinful Mary''s tears An offering worthy heaven, When, o''er the faults of former years, She wept, and was forgiven?
20476	1 What if the little rain should say, So small a drop as I Can ne''er refresh these thirsty fields, I''ll tarry in the sky?
20476	1 What shall we render, bounteous Lord, For all the grace we see?
20476	1 When God descends with men to dwell, And all creation makes anew, What tongue can half the wonders tell?
20476	1 When shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along?
20476	1 When, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his Maker, God, What rites, what honors shall he pay?
20476	1 Where shall the child of sorrow find A place for calm repose?
20476	1 Where shall we go to seek and find A habitation for our God?
20476	1 Who is thy neighbor?
20476	1 Who shall a temple build for him, Who fills the heaven of heavens alone?
20476	1 Who shall towards thy chosen seat Turn, O Lord, his favored feet?
20476	1 Why do we mourn departed friends, Or shake at death''s alarms?
20476	1 Why weep for those, frail child of woe, Who''ve fled and left thee mourning here?
20476	1 Would you behold the works of God, His wonders in the world abroad?
20476	1"Is this a fast for me?"
20476	1''T is a point I long to know,-- Oft it causes anxious thought,-- Do I love the Lord, or no?
20476	2 And didst thou bleed?--for sinners bleed?
20476	2 And have we heard the word with joy?
20476	2 Bound upon the accursed tree, Sad and dying, who is he?
20476	2 But hast thou finally forsook, Forever cast thine own away?
20476	2 Doth thy right hand, which formed the earth, And bears up all the skies, Stretch from on high its friendly aid, When dangers round us rise?
20476	2 For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne?
20476	2 From marble domes and gilded spires, Shall curling clouds of incense rise?
20476	2 God is a King of power unknown; Firm are the orders of his throne; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why or what he does?
20476	2 Hast thou wasted all the powers God for noble uses gave?
20476	2 If I love, why am I thus?
20476	2 Is it where sunny skies grow dim With smoke of heathen sacrifice?
20476	2 Is there a blissful home, Where kindred minds shall meet, And live and love, nor ever roam From that serene retreat?
20476	2 Is there a time of rushing grief, Which scorns the prospect of relief?
20476	2 Is there no kind, no healing art, To soothe the anguish of the heart?
20476	2 Lord, what offering shall we bring, At thine altars when we bow?
20476	2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas?
20476	2 O Thou, who didst allow Thy Son to suffer thus, Father, what more couldst thou have done Than thou hast done for us?
20476	2 Our fathers, where are they, With all they called their own?
20476	2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain, Or is it formed anew?
20476	2 Tender are the rites we pay, Pastor, o''er thy sleeping clay; We, who late the welcome gave, Must we bear thee to thy grave?
20476	2 The Saviour bids you speed; O, wherefore then delay?
20476	2 The rush of numerous years bears down The most gigantic strength of man; And where is all his wisdom gone, When dust he turns to dust again?
20476	2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud and magnify?
20476	2 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?
20476	2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust; The breath of life thy Spirit gave; Where, but in thee, can mortals trust?
20476	2 Thy neighbor?
20476	2 We mourn for those who sin?
20476	2 What friend have I in heaven or earth, What friend to trust but thee?
20476	2 What if a shining beam of noon Should in its fountain stay, Because its feeble light alone Can not create a day?
20476	2 What mortal hand shall dare to paint A semblance of thy glory, Lord?
20476	2 What though my house be not with thee As nature could desire?
20476	2 What voice shall bid the progress stay Of truth''s victorious car?
20476	2 When disciplined by long distress, And led through paths of fear and woe, Say, dost thou love thy children less?
20476	2 Who is my neighbor?
20476	2 Who with another''s eye can read, Or worship by another''s creed?
20476	2 Why art thou cast down, my soul?
20476	2 Why hast thou cast our lot In the same age and place?
20476	2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears?
20476	2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth?
20476	2 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb?
20476	3 Amidst the various scenes of ills, Each blow some kind design fulfils; And can I murmur at my God, While love supreme directs the rod?
20476	3 And could a single pious soul So rich a boon obtain?
20476	3 And do you love him?
20476	3 Bound upon the accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is he?
20476	3 But will indeed Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest?
20476	3 Dear is the spot where Christians sleep, And sweet the strain which angels pour; O why should we in anguish weep?
20476	3 Doth not each rain- drop help to form The cool, refreshing shower, And every ray of light to warm And beautify the flower?
20476	3 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mixed with all I do; You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you?
20476	3 In search of empty joys below, Why toil with unavailing strife?
20476	3 Is a mighty famine now In thy heart and in thy soul?
20476	3 Is there an hour of peace and joy, When hope is all my soul''s employ?
20476	3 Nought doth the world afford, But toil must be the price; Wilt thou not, servant of the Lord, Then toil for paradise?
20476	3 O, when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound?
20476	3 Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand?
20476	3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?
20476	3 Shall man remain in silence, then, While all beneath the skies The chorus joins?
20476	3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny?
20476	3 The debtor humbly sues, Who would, but can not pay; And shall I lenity refuse, Who need it every day?
20476	3 The graves of all his saints he blest, And softened every bed: Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head?
20476	3 Thy neighbor?
20476	3 We are his people; we his care; Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name?
20476	3 We mourn the sunshine of his smile, The tendrils of his love; Oh, was he loved too well the while Ere he was called above?
20476	3 We yet survive, but who can say, Or through the year, or month, or day, We shall retain this vital breath, Secure from all the shafts of death?
20476	3 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint?
20476	3 What tongue can tell the crown prepared The martyr''s brow to grace?
20476	3 When in a weary land we tire, And our exhausted powers expire, With toil, and care, and heat oppressed, Where shall our languid spirits rest?
20476	3 Who may share this great salvation?
20476	3"Shall day like this have power To stay th''avenging hand, Efface transgression, or avert My judgments from the land?
20476	4 And shall not wrath relent, Touched by that humble strain, My brother crying,"I repent, Nor will offend again?"
20476	4 And was his mortal hour beset With anguish and dismay?
20476	4 Are not the righteous dear to thee Now, as in ancient times?
20476	4 Better than life itself thy love, Dearer than all beside to me; For whom have I in heaven above, Or what on earth, compared with thee?
20476	4 But never rose within his breast, A trust so calm and deep as now; Shall not the weary find a rest?
20476	4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
20476	4 Canst thou, my soul, these wonders trace, And not admire Jehovah''s grace?
20476	4 Early hasten to the tomb Where they laid his breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom;--Who has taken him away?
20476	4 O, stay thy tears: the blest above Have hailed a spirit''s heavenly birth, And sung a song of joy and love; Then why should anguish reign on earth?
20476	4 O, wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide?
20476	4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb; And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come?
20476	4 Such love can we unmoved survey?
20476	4 The infinite Creator can Dwell in it; and may not man?
20476	4 The terror and the charm repel, And powers of earth and powers of hell, The man of Calvary triumphed here;-- Why should his faithful followers fear?
20476	4 Thee to perfection who can tell?
20476	4 Then who would choose to walk abroad, While here such joys are given?
20476	4 These are a portion of his ways: But who shall dare describe his face?
20476	4 Thy neighbor?
20476	4 When shall our happy eyes behold Thy people, fashioned in thy mould?
20476	4 Who, then, deserves to be adored, But God, on whom my hopes depend?
20476	4 Why seeks he not a home of rest?
20476	4 With contrite hearts, Lord, we confess Our folly and unsteadfastness: When shall these hearts more stable be, Fixed by thy grace alone on thee?
20476	4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all?
20476	5 And though thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign thy will?
20476	5 Every note with wonder swell,-- And the Saviour''s triumph tell; Where, O death, is now thy sting?
20476	5 How else, on soaring wing, Can hope bear high my prayer, Up to thy throne, my God, my King, To plead for pardon there?
20476	5 How long, dear Saviour, O how long Shall this bright hour delay?
20476	5 O, when, Almighty Lord, Shall these glad scenes arise, To verify thy word, And bless our wondering eyes?
20476	5 Thy neighbor?
20476	A dwelling for th''Eternal Mind Among the sons of flesh and blood?
20476	Am I his, or am I not?
20476	And charity our kindred prove Derived from thee, O God of love?
20476	And could the sun behold the deed?
20476	And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly pomp of sacrifice?
20476	And have we felt its power?
20476	And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name?
20476	And why are so seldom the meetings of prayer?
20476	And why together brought To see each other''s face?
20476	But shall we only render The tribute of our words?
20476	Canst thou behold thy Prophet''s power, And not the God he served adore?
20476	Did e''er such love and sorrow meet?
20476	Discontent upon thy brow?
20476	Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, Our God forever near?
20476	For a rest so serene, for a covert so fair: Ah, why are the seasons of worship so few?
20476	Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?
20476	God, thy God, shall make thee whole: Why art thou disquieted?
20476	Great God, and shall a nation cry, And plead with thee in vain?
20476	Have I renounced my sins, and left My refuges of lies?
20476	Here will the world''s Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest?
20476	His shining robe, his joys unknown, Before thy glorious face?
20476	How may we meet our conflict yet In the dark, narrow way?
20476	How spread his Sovereign''s praise abroad?
20476	How, but through him that path who trod?
20476	Is it where northern meteors shine Or gilds the cross the southern main?
20476	Its highest point what eye can find, Or to its lowest depths descend?
20476	No answering voice is here, Say-- does the soldier sleep?
20476	O, may I call thee mine?
20476	On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
20476	Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out?
20476	Or does this sinful land exceed Gomorrah in her crimes?
20476	Or feel at death dismay?
20476	Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
20476	Or tremble at thy gracious hand That wipes away my tears?
20476	Or twilight sleeps on desert sands?
20476	Or where, in costly domes, the hymn Is taught on incense clouds to rise?
20476	Or whither from thy presence run?
20476	Or who, except the mighty Lord, Can with resistless power defend?
20476	Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great?
20476	Praise his name for life and light; Are the shadows lengthening o''er us?
20476	Said he, to those who with him trod,"Would ye be my disciples?
20476	Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part?
20476	Squandered life''s most golden hours?
20476	Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
20476	Though hosts encamp around me, Firm to the fight I stand; What terror can confound me With God at my right hand?
20476	To join with softest sympathy, And mix our friendly souls in thee?
20476	To rest?
20476	To thee, the uncreated Mind, What earthly altar shall we raise?
20476	What arm arrest the growing day, Or quench the solar star?
20476	What dissipate the gloom?
20476	What eye the dazzling glories view?
20476	What is Prayer?
20476	What is the rule by which I walk, The object I pursue?
20476	What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
20476	What is your Life?
20476	What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?
20476	What radiant light dispels the gloom?
20476	What reckless soul, though stout and strong, Shall dare bring back the ancient wrong, Oppression''s guilty night prolong, And freedom''s morning bar?
20476	What words of heavenly birth Thrill deep our hearts again, And fall like dew- drops to the earth?
20476	When shall my labors have an end In joy, and peace and thee?
20476	When shall these eyes thy heaven- built walls And pearly gates behold?
20476	Where are the dews that fed thee On Ethan''s barren shore?
20476	Where breaks the dawn o''er spicy lands?
20476	Where is God?
20476	Where is Heaven?
20476	Where shall I find Him, O my soul, Who yet is everywhere?
20476	Where thy terrors, vanquished king?
20476	Where, Lord, could I thy influence shun?
20476	Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne?
20476	Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand?
20476	Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t''assuage?
20476	Who his quiet shall molest?
20476	Who shall Zion''s hill ascend?
20476	Who shall at thine altar bend?
20476	Who shall exalt his glorious name, Fixed in his everlasting throne?
20476	Who shall lead thy child to thee?
20476	Who shall violate his rest?
20476	Who, O God, my guide shall be?
20476	Who, but our God, has power to save?
20476	Who, great God, a welcome guest, On thy holy mountain rest?
20476	Why did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that cruel scorn?
20476	Why on his offspring is conferred Of love so large a share?
20476	Why seeks he not a pillowed bed?
20476	Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour go?
20476	Why should I shrink at pain and woe?
20476	Why this dull and lifeless frame?
20476	Wilt thou not bid the murderers look On Him they pierced, and weep and pray?
20476	With thyself and God at war?
20476	Without a false disguise?
20476	and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear?
20476	and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate?
20476	and wilt thou condescend To be my Father and my Friend?
20476	canst thou repine?
20476	do you feel Your warm affection move?
20476	does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell?
20476	from thy ways Who can tell how oft he strays?
20476	is day before us?
20476	still sleeps thy tuneful string?-- Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, And Zion''s song denies to sing?
20476	sweeps the line That marks thy kingdom''s holy reign?
20476	those chains, That clank on Freedom''s plains, By Christians wrought?
20476	what for thee, In a world like this, remains?
20476	what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies?
20476	what of the night?"
20476	where is thy sting?
20476	where is thy victory?
20476	where shall we find A temple suited to thy praise?
20476	whither would ye go?
20476	will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth?
20476	with all thy care Thy true condition learn; What are thy hopes-- how sure, how fair, And what thy great concern?
16455	''Tis the Spirit calling, why delay?
16455	134 What Hast Thou Done for Me?
16455	137 Saw Ye My Savior?
16455	2 Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move?
16455	2 Are you walking daily by the Savior''s side?
16455	2 Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue?
16455	2 Can you sleep while homes are rent, Christian soldier?
16455	2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God?
16455	2 Do not I love thee, from my soul?
16455	2 Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden?
16455	2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal the heirs of heaven?
16455	2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; Oh, when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine?
16455	2 Has thy night been long and mournful?
16455	2 Have we trials and temptations?
16455	2 How can a soul condemned to die, Escape the just decree?
16455	2 If at the dawn of the early morning, He shall call us one by one, When to the Lord we restore our talents, Will he answer thee-- Well done?
16455	2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, Could we for one of thousand faults A just excuse devise?
16455	2 Is not e''en death a gain to those Whose life to God was given?
16455	2 Is there no kind, no lenient art, To heal the anguish of the heart?
16455	2 Is your heart warm glowing, With his love o''erflowing, And his goodness showing More and more each day?
16455	2 Jesus, my Savior, on Calvary''s tree Paid the great debt, and my soul he set free; Oh, it was wonderful, how could it be?
16455	2 Lord, turn thee to my soul; Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet From sin''s destructive snare?
16455	2 Must I be carried to the skies On flow''ry beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed thro''bloody seas?
16455	2 Oh, when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne''er break up, And Sabbaths have no end?
16455	2 Shall I be at work, for Jesus, Whilst he leads me by the hand, And to those around be saying, Come and join this happy band?
16455	2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to man benighted The light of life deny?
16455	2 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
16455	2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud and magnify?
16455	2 Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
16455	2 Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree?
16455	2 Wealth, labor, talents freely give, Yea, life itself, that they may live, What hath your Savior done for you?
16455	2 What do you hope, dear brother, To gain by a further delay?
16455	2 What is faith''s foundation strong?
16455	2 What is my being, but for thee, Its sure support, its noblest end?
16455	2 What means this wondrous story The holy angels tell?
16455	2 Where dost thou at noon- tide resort with thy sheep, To feed in the pastures of love?
16455	2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord?
16455	2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast-- but numberless?
16455	2 Who is this that comes in glory, With the trump of jubilee?
16455	2 Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus-- Follow his weary, bleeding feet?
16455	2 Would you calmly walk the wave?
16455	2"Sprinkled now with blood the throne-- Why beneath thy burdens groan?
16455	2''Tis but in part I know thy will; I bless thee for the sight; When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory''s clearer light?
16455	207 Why Do You Wait?
16455	219 Who''ll Be the Next?
16455	226 Are You Ready?
16455	23._( 859) The Lord my Shepherd is; I shall be well supplied: Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside?
16455	247 Is My Name Written There?
16455	282 Are You Washed in the Blood?
16455	3 All- seeing, powerful God, Who can with thee contend?
16455	3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive; Oh, how can you question, if you will believe?
16455	3 Are there no foes for me to face?
16455	3 Burdened with guilt, would''st thou be blessed?
16455	3 Burdened with sin''s oppressive chain, Oh, how can I get free?
16455	3 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
16455	3 But will he prove a friend indeed?
16455	3 By these may I be warned betimes; Who knows the guile within?
16455	3 Can you linger in your tent, Christian soldier?
16455	3 Clouds and darkness round us press; Would we have one sorrow less?
16455	3 Do you fear the gath''ring clouds of sorrow?
16455	3 Do you not feel, dear brother, His Spirit now striving within?
16455	3 Have we been true to the trust he left us?
16455	3 Hear you now his loving voice?
16455	3 I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter''s power?
16455	3 Is not thy name melodious still, To mine attentive ear?
16455	3 O, why should I wander an alien from thee, Or cry in the desert for bread?
16455	3 Oh, who, like thee, so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men before?
16455	3 Our God in pity lingers still; And wilt thou thus his love requite?
16455	3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e''er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
16455	3 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
16455	3 Such was our Lord; and shall we fear The cross with all its scorn?
16455	3 We are his people, we his care-- Our souls, and all our mortal frame; What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name?
16455	3 What, though thou rulest not?
16455	3 When faith is weak, and courage fails, When grief or doubt our soul assails, Who can, like thee, our spirits cheer?
16455	3 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest?
16455	3 When shall the sov''reign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wand''ring feet have trod?
16455	3 When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white, Pure and white in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	3 Who is life in life to me?
16455	3 Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus?
16455	3 Why bend these Eastern sages To one of lowly birth?
16455	3 Why should I shrink at pain and woe?
16455	3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind?
16455	3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb?
16455	3 Would you have your cares grow light?
16455	322 How Can I but Love Him?
16455	4 A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
16455	4 Are you troubled at the tho''t of dying?
16455	4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine?
16455	4 Grieving, would you comfort know?
16455	4 How far may we go on to sin?
16455	4 Jesus, we look to thee;-- Where else can sinners go?
16455	4 Lives again our glorious King: Where, O death, is now thy sting?
16455	4 The graves of all the saints be blessed, And softened every bed; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying Head?
16455	4 When will my pilgrimage be done, The world''s long week be o''er, That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun, That day which fades no more?
16455	4 Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus, Down thro''the Jordan''s rolling tide?
16455	4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
16455	4 Why will you be starving, and feeding on air?
16455	421 Is Your Lamp Still Burning?
16455	422 Will Jesus Find Us Watching?
16455	5 Have I long in sin been sleeping, Long been slighting, grieving thee?
16455	5 When I see, in spring- tide gay, Fields their varied tints display, Wakes the thrilling thought in me, What must their Creator be?
16455	5 Would you strength in weakness have?
16455	6 That blest moment I received him, Filled my soul with joy and peace: Love I much?
16455	A fountain is opened,--how canst thou refuse To wash, and be cleansed in his pardoning blood?
16455	Ah, who that loves can love enough?
16455	And be washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	And did my Sovereign die?
16455	And does thy cup with love o''erflow?
16455	And drink the flowing fountain Of everlasting love?
16455	And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name?
16455	And what for him will ye not do?
16455	And why are my winters so long?
16455	And why in the valley of death should I weep, Or alone in the wilderness rove?
16455	And with my blessed Jesus Drink endless pleasures in?
16455	Are not heavens turned to hells by his pow''r?
16455	Are you anxious what shall be to- morrow?
16455	Are you ever waiting For your Lord''s returning?
16455	Are you fully trusting in his grace this hour?
16455	Are you grieving over joys departed?
16455	Are you pressing onward, With Christ''s faithful vanguard, In the safe and narrow way?
16455	Are you ready?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you watching day by day?
16455	Are your garments spotless, are they white as snow?
16455	Art thou ready-- ready now?
16455	Before I drew my breath?
16455	But love him, but love him?
16455	By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
16455	Can my God his wrath forbear?
16455	Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share?
16455	Cho.--Are you ready?
16455	Cho.--Are you washed in the blood, In the soul- cleansing blood of the Lamb?
16455	Cho.--Is my name written there?
16455	Cho.--Is not this land of Beulah, Blessed, blessed land of light?
16455	Cho.--Oh, brother, is your lamp trimmed and burning?
16455	Cho.--Why not?
16455	Crucify your Lord again?
16455	D._ Sinners, Turn!_ Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
16455	D._ The Future in God''s Hands._ Oh, I often sit and ponder, When the sun is sinking low, Where shall yonder future find me?
16455	D._ The Joyful Prospect._ Oh, when shall I see Jesus, And reign with him above?
16455	Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
16455	Do we seek to do our best?
16455	Do you hear the accents falling?
16455	Do you note his rising pow''r, Growing bolder ev''ry hour?
16455	Do you rest each moment in the Crucified?
16455	Does but God in heaven know?
16455	Doth not each pulse with pleasure thrill My Savior''s voice to hear?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Humble be when blessings flow?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; See a light beyond the grave?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Would you know God''s peace within?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Would you know his pow''r to save?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Would you songs have in the night?
16455	Follow Jesus now?
16455	For Christ''s coming kingdom are you sighing?
16455	Francis Baker(?
16455	God, your Maker, asks you why?
16455	God, your Savior, asks you why?
16455	God; the Spirit, asks you why?
16455	Has the world my heart been keeping?
16455	Hast thou received them all?
16455	Have thy foes been proud and scornful?
16455	Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
16455	Have you sins that to man''s eye are hidden?
16455	He will-- the very friend you need; The Friend of sinners?
16455	He, whose word can not be broken, Formed thee for his own abode; On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
16455	Hear you not the children''s cry?
16455	How can I, Lord, the anguish see, Beneath which thou didst fall?
16455	How long will God forbear?
16455	How will it fare with thee and me When the King comes in?
16455	If sin is your burden, why will you not come?
16455	In the book of thy kingdom, Is my name written there?
16455	In the book of thy kingdom, With its pages so fair, Tell me, Jesus, my Savior, Is my name written there?
16455	Is the world made brighter by its cheering ray?
16455	Is there trouble anywhere?
16455	Is this dark world fairer For your cheering ray?
16455	Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God?
16455	Is your beacon lighted, Guiding souls benighted To the land of perfect day?
16455	Love I much?
16455	Mark you not the mother''s sigh?
16455	Martin Madan(?
16455	May not a sinner trust in thee?
16455	Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
16455	Must I not stem the flood?
16455	My Redeemer''s tenderness; Love I much?
16455	O ye dying sinners, why, Why will ye forever die?
16455	Of his joy a sharer?
16455	Of one who reigned in heaven, And now on earth would dwell?
16455	Oh, who, like thee, did ever go So patient through a world of woe?
16455	Oh, why not accept his salvation, And throw off thy burden of sin?
16455	On the page white and fair?
16455	Once he died our souls to save: Where''s thy victory, boasting grave?
16455	Or feel at death dismay?
16455	Or love a faithless, evil world That wreathed his brow with thorn?
16455	Or who that tries the unequal strife, Shall prosper in the end?
16455	Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great?
16455	P.M._ Christ''s Crucifixion._ Saw ye my Savior, saw ye my Savior, Saw ye my Savior and God?
16455	P.M._ Delay Deplored._ Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus?
16455	P.M._ Immediate Decision._ Why do you wait, dear brother, Oh, why do you tarry so long?
16455	P.M._ Moral Reforms._ Do you slumber in your tent, Christian soldier, While the foe is spreading woe thro''the land?
16455	P.M._ Resting in Christ''s Merits._ Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow''r?
16455	P.M._ The Source of Peace._ Would you lose your load of sin?
16455	P.M._ The Sympathizing Friend._ Are you weary, are you heavy- hearted?
16455	P.M._ Waiting His Coming._ Are you Christ''s light bearer?
16455	Ready for the soul''s bright home?
16455	Ready should Death''s icy finger Lay its chill upon thy brow?
16455	Ref.--How can I but love him?
16455	Ref.--Oh, can we say we are ready, brother?
16455	Ref.--Who''ll be the next?
16455	Renounce at length thy stubborn will; Thou would''st be saved, why not to- night?
16455	Say, will he find you and me still watching, Waiting, waiting when the Lord shall come?
16455	See you not their loved ones die ev''ry hour?
16455	Shall I be among the free?
16455	Shall I be among the living?
16455	Shall I e''er see thy face?
16455	Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy right hand?
16455	So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility?
16455	Someone is ready, someone is waiting; Who''ll be the next a crown to wear?
16455	Those white- winged angels singing In such exultant strain?
16455	Thou would''st be saved, why not to- night?
16455	Thousands perish while you wait, While you counsel and debate; Heed you not their awful fate as they stray?
16455	Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold?
16455	To tear my soul from earth away, For Jesus to receive?
16455	What art thou not to me?
16455	What awakes my lips to song?
16455	What means this heav''nly message Of love and peace on earth?
16455	What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?
16455	What mortal verse can reach the theme?
16455	What need I now to fear?
16455	What the high reward I win?
16455	What this burst of strange delight?
16455	When shall I be delivered From this vain world of sin?
16455	When shall I see my Father''s face, And in his bosom rest?
16455	When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee?
16455	When shall these eyes thy heaven- built walls And pearly gates behold?
16455	When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven?
16455	Where does hope end, and where begin The confines of despair?
16455	Where is the soul- refreshing view Of Jesus and his word?
16455	Who like thyself my guide and stay can be?
16455	Who the death of death will be?
16455	Who will place me on his right With the countless hosts of light?
16455	Who''ll be the next the cross to bear?
16455	Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus now?
16455	Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus?
16455	Who''ll be the next to join with the ransomed, Singing upon the other side?
16455	Who''ll be the next to lay ev''ry burden Down at the Father''s mercy- seat?
16455	Who''ll be the next to praise his name?
16455	Who''ll be the next?
16455	Whose the name I glory in?
16455	Why not come to him now?
16455	Why not come to him now?
16455	Why not?
16455	Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will ye slight his grace and die?
16455	Will he not our land devour while you stand?
16455	Will ye let him die in vain?
16455	Will ye not his grace receive?
16455	Will ye still refuse to live?
16455	Will you make the precious choice?
16455	Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright?
16455	Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?
16455	Ye wand''rers, come, Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam?
16455	_ All Things Ready._( 469) Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye die, When God, in great mercy, is coming so nigh?
16455	_ Assurance._ Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days?
16455	_ Decision._( 506) And can I yet delay My little all to give?
16455	_ For Me He Died._( 300) Are there no wounds for me?
16455	_ God''s Salvation Morning._ What means this glorious radiance Across Judea''s plain?
16455	_ Jesus a Joy._ Ask ye what great thing I know That delights and stirs me so?
16455	_ Meeting After Absence._( 996) And are we yet alive, And see each other''s face?
16455	_ Mourning with Hope._( 1066) Why should our tears in sorrow flow When God recalls his own, And bids them leave a world of woe, For an immortal crown?
16455	_ Pardon Penitently Implored._( 493) Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive; Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free?
16455	_ Pleading for Acceptance._( 1114) When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come, To take thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand?
16455	_ Psalm 119._( 158) How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin?
16455	_ Psalm 27._( 772) God is my strong salvation; What foe have I to fear?
16455	_ Supreme Love to Christ._( 545) Do not I love thee, oh, my Lord?
16455	_ The Call Answered._ Do you hear the Savior calling, By the wooings of his voice?
16455	_ The Cross and the Crown._( 835) Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free?
16455	_ The Judgment Day._( 1106) And must I be to judgment brought, And answer in that day, For every vain and idle thought, And every word I say?
16455	_ The Sacrifices of Warfare._( 751) Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb?
16455	_ The Savior''s Tears._( 298) Did Christ o''er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry?
16455	_ The Second Death._( 504) Oh, where shall rest be found-- Rest for the weary soul?
16455	_ We Are Confident._( 1067) Why do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death''s alarms?
16455	_"Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?
16455	and did my Savior bleed?
16455	and is thy table spread?
16455	and shall we ever live, At this poor dying rate?
16455	are you ready?
16455	are you ready?
16455	ask what thou wilt; Thou canst not be too bold; Since his own blood for thee he spilt, What else can he withhold?
16455	can there be Mercy still reserved for me?
16455	how shall fallen man Be just before his God?
16455	how shall guilty man Contend with such a God?
16455	is not my case amazing?
16455	is there aught, from pole to pole, One moment to compare with this?
16455	praise the Lamb?
16455	thy church, with longing eyes For thine expected coming waits; When will the promised light arise, And glory beam from Zion''s gates?
16455	we come before thee now; At thy feet we humbly bow; Oh, do not our suit disdain; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
16455	what tongue can speak his fame?
16455	what touch is this that thrills me?
16455	what, if we are Christ''s, Is earthly shame or loss?
16455	where are kings and empires now, Of old that went and came?
16455	where is this mysterious bourne By which our path is crossed; Beyond which God himself hath sworn That he who goes is lost?
16455	whither shall I go?
16455	who Can tell what thou art worth?
16455	who against thy charms is proof?
16455	who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care, Or murmur at his wise decrees, Or doubt his royal promises?
16455	why not?
16455	why not?
16455	why should I be So far from all my joys and thee?
16455	will ye fold your Faith- clad arms in lazy lock?