Olney Hymns (Newton)

Olney Hymns (Newton)

Olney Hymns (Newton), English.
John Newton; William Cowper.
1779. 1783, 3rd Edition. 348 songs.

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On select Passages of Scripture (Return to top)
I-I.
On man, in his own image made
I-II.
When Adam feel he quickly lost
I-III.
Oh! for a closer walk with God
I-IV.
By faith in Christ I walk with God
I-V.
How hurtful was the choice of Lot
I-VI.
The saints should never be dismay’d
I-VII.
Tho’ troubles assail
I-VIII.
Poor Esau repented too late
I-IX.
If the Lord our leader be
I-X.
Nay, I cannot let Thee go
I-XI.
My soul once had its plenteous years
I-XII.
When Joseph his brethren beheld
I-XIII.
Bitter, indeed, the waters are
I-XIV.
Heal us, Emmanuel, here we are
I-XV.
Manna to Israel well supply’d
I-XVI.
The manna favor’d Israel’s meat
I-XVII.
By whom was David taught
I-XVIII.
When Israel heard the fiery law
I-XIX.
See Aaron, God’s anointed priest
I-XX.
How blest the righteous are
I-XXI.
When Joshua, by God’s command
I-XXII.
Jesus, whose blood so freely stream’d
I-XXIII.
The signs which God to Gideon gave
I-XXIV.
The lion that on Sampson roar’d
I-XXV.
When Hannah press’d with grief
I-XXVI.
When first to make my heart his own
I-XXVII.
The kine unguided went
I-XXVIII.
When first my soul enlifted
I-XXIX.
How David, when by sin deceiv’d
I-XXX.
Poor, weak, and worthless tho’ I am
I-XXXI.
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
I-XXXII.
If Solomon for wisdom pray’d
I-XXXIII.
Behold the throne of grace!
I-XXXIV.
From Sheba a distant report
I-XXXV.
Elijah’s example declares
I-XXXVI.
By the poor widow’s oil and meal
I-XXXVII.
Tho’ Jericho pleasantly stood
I-XXXVIII.
Before Elisha’s gate
I-XXXIX.
The prophets sons, in time of old
I-XL.
Alas! Elisha’s servant cry’d
I-XLI.
Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound)
I-XLII.
Joy is a fruit that will not grow
I-XLIII.
Sweet was the time when first I felt
I-XLIV.
Saviour shine and cheer my soul
I-XLV.
In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke
I-XLVI.
How tedious and tasteless the hours
I-XLVII.
Incarnate God! the soul that knows
I-XLVIII.
That man no guard or weapons needs
I-XLIX.
When Israel was from Egypt freed
I-L.
For mercies, countless as the sands
I-LI.
What a mournful life is mine
I-LII.
Ere God had built the mountains
I-LIII.
One there is, above all others
I-LIV.
The evils that beset our path
I-LV.
God gives his mercies to be spent
I-LVI.
Honey tho’ the bee prepares
I-LVII.
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
I-LVIII.
I will praise thee ev’ry day
I-LIX.
He who on earth as man was known
I-LX.
Glorious things of thee are spoken
I-LXI.
As the serpent rais’d by Moses
I-LXII.
How lost was my condition
I-LXIII.
Pensive, doubting, fearful heart
I-LXIV.
The Lord will happiness divine
I-LXV.
Hear what God the Lord hath spoken
I-LXVI.
As parched in the barren sands
I-LXVII.
My God! how perfect are thy ways!
I-LXVIII.
My God! till I receiv’d thy stroke
I-LXIX.
From pole to pole let others roam
I-LXX.
Once perishing in blood I lay
I-LXXI.
The Lord proclaims his grace abroad!
I-LXXII.
As birds their infant brood protect
I-LXXIII.
Supported by the word
I-LXXIV.
Poor sinners! little do they think
I-LXXV.
As once for Jonah, so the Lord
I-LXXVI.
Son of God! thy people’s shield!
I-LXXVII.
With Satan, my accuser near
I-LXXVIII.
Jesus Christ, the Lord’s anointed
I-LXXIX.
There is a fountain fill’d with blood
I-LXXX.
When sinners utter boasting words
I-LXXXI.
Encourag’d by thy word
I-LXXXII.
Oft as the leper’s case I read
I-LXXXIII.
Physician of my sin-sick soul
I-LXXXIV.
When Jesus claims the sinner’s heart
I-LXXXV.
Ye sons of earth prepare the plough
I-LXXXVI.
Tho’ in the outward church below
I-LXXXVII.
A word from Jesus calms the sea
I-LXXXVIII.
Pray’r an answer will obtain
I-LXXXIX.
What think you of Christ? is the test
I-XC.
When descending from the sky
I-XCI.
When Peter boasted, soon he fell
I-XCII.
Legion was my name by nature
I-XCIII.
Could the creatures help or ease us
I-XCIV.
When the disciples cross’d the lake
I-XCV.
Mercy, O thou Son of David!
I-XCVI.
Thy mansion is the christian’s heart
I-XCVII.
One awful word which Jesus spoke
I-XCVIII.
Once a woman silent stood
I-XCIX.
How kind the good Samaritan
I-C.
Martha her love and joy express’d
I-CI.
The castle of the human heart
I-CII.
My barns are full, my stores increase
I-CIII.
The church a garden is
I-CIV.
Afflictions, tho’ they seem severe
I-CV.
A wordling spent each day
I-CVI.
Our Lord, who knows full well
I-CVII.
Zaccheus climb’d the tree
I-CVIII.
“Simon, beware! the Saviour said”
I-CIX.
“Father, forgive (the Saviour said)”
I-CX.
Sovereign grace has pow’r alone
I-CXI.
Jesus, to what didst thou submit
I-CXII.
Beside the gospel pool
I-CXIII.
Here at Bethesda’s pool, the poor
I-CXIV.
Constrain’d by their Lord to embark
I-CXV.
When any turn from Zion’s way
I-CXVI.
“I Am, saith Christ our glorious head”
I-CXVII.
Mary to her Saviour’s tomb
I-CXVIII.
Hark, my soul! it is the Lord
I-CXIX.
’Tis a point I long to know
I-CXX.
As some tall rock amidst the waves
I-CXXI.
Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield
I-CXXII.
Fervent persevering pray’rs
I-CXXIII.
A believer, free from care
I-CXXIV.
When the apostle wonders wrought
I-CXXV.
If Paul in Cæser’s court must stand
I-CXXVI.
I would, but cannot sing
I-CXXVII.
Darkness overspreads us here
I-CXXVIII.
When Israel’s tribes were parch’d with thirst
I-CXXIX.
Oppress’d with unbelief and sin
I-CXXX.
Strange and mysterious is my life
I-CXXXI.
Fierce passions discompose the mind
I-CXXXII.
Israel in ancient days
I-CXXXIII.
The word of Christ, our Lord
I-CXXXIV.
By various maxims, forms and rules
I-CXXXV.
Afflictions do not come alone
I-CXXXVI.
Thus saith the Lord to Ephesus
I-CXXXVII.
The message first to Smyrna sent
I-CXXXVIII.
“Write to Sardis, saith the Lord”
I-CXXXIX.
Thus saith the holy One, and true
I-CXL.
Hear what the Lord, the great Amen
I-CXLI.
When the belov’d disciple took
On Occasional Subjects (Return to top)
II-I.
While with ceaseless course the sun
II-II.
Time, with an unweary’d hand
II-III.
See! another year is gone!
II-IV.
Time, by moments, steals away
II-V.
Hark! how time’s wide sounding bell
II-VI.
Oft in vain the voice of truth
II-VII.
Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal
II-VIII.
Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth
II-IX.
Now may fervent pray’r arise
II-X.
When Peter thro’ the tedious night
II-XI.
Sin has undone our wretched race
II-XII.
Gracious Lord, our children see
II-XIII.
The Shunamite, oppress’d with grief
II-XIV.
Does it not grief, and wonder move
II-XV.
Preachers may, from Ezekiel’s case
II-XVI.
When Moses wav’d his mystic rod
II-XVII.
The God who once to Israel spoke
II-XVIII.
O Thou, at whose almighty word
II-XIX.
Elisha, struck with grief and awe
II-XX.
O David’s Son, and David’s Lord!
II-XXI.
Let us adore the grace that seeks
II-XXII.
Jesus, who bought us with his blood
II-XXIII.
Ensnar’d, too long, my heart has been
II-XXIV.
Zion! the city of our God
II-XXV.
Beneath the tyrant Satan’s yoke
II-XXVI.
What contradictions meet
II-XXVII.
Thy message, by the preacher, seal
II-XXVIII.
When Paul was parted from his friends
II-XXIX.
Alass! by nature how deprav’d
II-XXX.
See, how rude winter’s icy hand
II-XXXI.
Tho’ cloudy skies, and northern blasts
II-XXXII.
Bleak winter is subdu’d at length
II-XXXIII.
Pleasing spring again is here!
II-XXXIV.
Tho’ the morn may be serene
II-XXXV.
The grass, and flow’rs, which clothe the field
II-XXXVI.
See! the corn again in ear!
II-XXXVII.
Sweeter sounds than music knows
II-XXXVIII.
My song shall bless the Lord of all
II-XXXIX.
Now let us join with hearts and tongues
II-XL.
Safely thro’ another week
II-XLI.
The Lord, our salvation and light
II-XLII.
Let hearts and tongues unite
II-XLIII.
O Lord, our languid souls inspire
II-XLIV.
Jesus, wheree’er thy people meet
II-XLV.
How welcome to the saints, when press’d
II-XLVI.
O happy they who know the Lord
II-XLVII.
Happy are they, to whom the Lord
II-XLVIII.
Once, while we aim’d at Zion’s songs
II-XLIX.
Gladness was spread thro’ Israel’s host
II-L.
Chief Shepherd of thy chosen sheep
II-LI.
Saviour, visit thy plantation
II-LII.
My harp untun’d, and laid aside
II-LIII.
This is the feast of heav’nly wine
II-LIV.
When on the cross, my Lord I see
II-LV.
The Saviour! what a noble flame
II-LVI.
Let me dwell on Golgotha
II-LVII.
In evil long I took delight
II-LVIII.
When Israel by divine command
II-LIX.
Refreshed by the bread and wine
II-LX.
What various hind’rances we meet
II-LXI.
In themselves, as weak as worms
II-LXII.
The Spirit breathes upon the word
II-LXIII.
Precious Bible! what a treasure
II-LXIV.
The gath’ring clouds, with aspect dark
II-LXV.
Oh, may the pow’r which melts the rock
II-LXVI.
While Joshua led the armed bands
II-LXVII.
See the gloomy gath’ring cloud
II-LXVIII.
Altho’ on massy pillars built
II-LXIX.
Wearied by day with toils and cares
II-LXX.
Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake
II-LXXI.
As the sun’s enliv’ning eye
II-LXXII.
In vain my fancy strives to paint
II-LXXIII.
His Master taken from his head
II-LXXIV.
Oft as the bell, with solemn toll
II-LXXV.
My soul, this curious house of clay
II-LXXVI.
Courage, my soul! behold the prize
II-LXXVII.
Day of judgment, day of wonders!
II-LXXVIII.
God, with one piercing glance, looks thro’
II-LXXIX.
John in vision saw the day
II-LXXX.
That was a wonder-working word
II-LXXXI.
The book of nature open lies
II-LXXXII.
When the sun, with cheerful beams
II-LXXXIII.
When a black overspreading cloud
II-LXXXIV.
A glance from heav’n, with sweet effect
II-LXXXV.
The moon in silver glory shone
II-LXXXVI.
The moon has but a borrow’d light
II-LXXXVII.
If for a time the air be calm
II-LXXXVIII.
Tho’ small the drops of falling rain
II-LXXXIX.
The ice and snow we lately saw
II-XC.
As needles point towards the pole
II-XCI.
On the same flow’r we often see
II-XCII.
The subtle spider often weaves
II-XCIII.
A lion, tho’ by nature wild
II-XCIV.
The Saviour calls his people sheep
II-XCV.
A garden contemplation suits
II-XCVI.
A shelter from the rain or wind
II-XCVII.
The water stood like walls of brass
II-XCVIII.
When slumber seals our weary eyes
II-XCIX.
See, the world for youth prepares
II-C.
Blinded in youth by Satan’s arts
On the Rise, Progress, Changes, and Comforts of the Spiritual Life (Return to top)
III-I.
No words can declare
III-II.
Stop, poor sinner! stop and think
III-III.
Shall men pretend to pleasure
III-IV.
Sinner, art thou still secure?
III-V.
Sinner, hear the Saviour’s call
III-VI.
Ah, what can I do
III-VII.
O Lord, how vile am I
III-VIII.
My former hopes are dead
III-IX.
My soul is beset
III-X.
Breathe from the gentle South, O Lord
III-XI.
Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy-seat
III-XII.
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat
III-XIII.
To those who know the Lord I speak
III-XIV.
Does the gospel-word proclaim
III-XV.
God moves in a mysterious way
III-XVI.
’Tis my happiness below
III-XVII.
O how I love thy holy word
III-XVIII.
The billows swell the winds are high
III-XIX.
God of my life to thee I call
III-XX.
My soul is sad and much dismay’d
III-XXI.
’Tis past—the dreadful stormy night
III-XXII.
Unless the Lord has been my stay
III-XXIII.
When darkness long has veil’d my mind
III-XXIV.
The Saviour hides his face!
III-XXV.
When my pray’rs are a burden and task
III-XXVI.
Dear Lord accept a sinful heart
III-XXVII.
Kindle, Saviour, in my heart
III-XXVIII.
Lord, who hast suffer’d all for me
III-XXIX.
O Lord, my best desire fulfill
III-XXX.
When my Saviour, my Shepherd is near
III-XXXI.
Return to bless my waiting eyes
III-XXXII.
Tho’ sore beset with guilt and fear
III-XXXIII.
Forest beasts, that live by prey
III-XXXIV.
When the poor pris’ner thro’ a grate
III-XXXV.
Uncertain how the way to find
III-XXXVI.
I ask’d the Lord that I might grow
III-XXXVII.
Begone unbelief
III-XXXVIII.
If to Jesus for relief
III-XXXIX.
Unbelief the soul dismays
III-XL.
Be still my heart! these anxious cares
III-XLI.
One glance of thine, eternal Lord
III-XLII.
From Egypt lately freed
III-XLIII.
Sight, hearing, feeling, taste and smell
III-XLIV.
How blest thy creature is, O God
III-XLV.
Far from the world, O Lord, I flee
III-XLVI.
Why should I fear the darkest hour
III-XLVII.
To tell the Saviour all my wants
III-XLVIII.
Sometimes a light surprizes
III-XLIX.
Lord my soul with pleasure springs
III-L.
Honor and happiness unite
III-LI.
I was a groveling creature once
III-LII.
Yes! since God himself has said it
III-LIII.
Oh, speak that gracious word again
III-LIV.
Sav’d by blood I live to tell
III-LV.
While I liv’d without the Lord
III-LVI.
When the wounded spirit hears
III-LVII.
When Hagar found the bottle spent
III-LVIII.
As when the weary travell’r gains
III-LIX.
Let worldly minds the world pursue
III-LX.
Happy the birth where grace presides
III-LXI.
I thirst, but not as once I did
III-LXII.
No strength of nature can suffice
III-LXIII.
Sin ensalv’d me many years
III-LXIV.
Holy Lord God! I love thy truth
III-LXV.
Quiet, Lord, my froward heart
III-LXVI.
Fix my heart and eyes on thine!
III-LXVII.
Ten thousand talents once I ow’d
III-LXVIII.
The new-born child of gospel-grace
III-LXIX.
O God, whose favorable eye
III-LXX.
Zeal is that pure and heav’nly flame
III-LXXI.
The Lord receives his highest praise
III-LXXII.
Too many, Lord, abuse thy grace
III-LXXIII.
What thousands never knew the road!
III-LXXIV.
To keep the lamp alive
III-LXXV.
Grace, triumphant in the throne
III-LXXVI.
Sin, when view’d by scripture light
III-LXXVII.
Destruction’s dangerous road
III-LXXVIII.
The wishes that the sluggard frames
III-LXXIX.
How soon the Saviour’s gracious call
III-LXXX.
Of all the gifts thine hand bestows
III-LXXXI.
Almighty King! whose wond’rous hand
III-LXXXII.
Let us love, and sing, and wonder
III-LXXXIII.
Winter has a joy for me
III-LXXXIV.
Rejoice, believer, in the Lord
III-LXXXV.
Salvation! what a glorious plan
III-LXXXVI.
Now may the Lord reveal his face
III-LXXXVII.
Prepare a thankful song
III-LXXXVIII.
Lord, what is man! extremes how wide
III-LXXXIX.
Confirm the hope thy word allows
III-XC.
Now, Lord, inspire the preacher’s heart
III-XCI.
Thy promise, Lord, and thy command
III-XCII.
Hungry, and faint, and poor
III-XCIII.
Remember us, we pray thee, Lord
III-XCIV.
Not to Sinai’s dreadful blaze
III-XCV.
Often thy public means of grace
III-XCVI.
With Israel’s God who can compare?
III-XCVII.
Jesus is mine! I’m now prepar’d
III-XCVIII.
We seek a rest beyond the skies
III-XCIX.
The saints Emmanuel’s portion are
III-C.
Now may He who from the dead
III-CI.
May the grace of Christ our Saviour
III-CII.
The peace which God alone reveals
III-CIII.
To thee our wants are known
III-CIV.
The Father we adore
III-CV.
Father of angels and of men
III-CVI.
Glory to God, the Father’s name
III-CVII.
Ye saints on earth ascribe with heav’ns high host

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