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American LazarusReligion and the Rise of African American and Native American Literatures$

Joanna Brooks

Print publication date: 2007

Print ISBN-13: 9780195332919

Published to Oxford Scholarship Online: October 2011

DOI: 10.1093/acprof:oso/9780195332919.001.0001

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(p.189) Appendix 3 Original Hymns by Samson Occom

(p.189) Appendix 3 Original Hymns by Samson Occom

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American Lazarus
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  • “The Sufferings of Christ,” or,
  • “Throughout the Saviour's Life We Trace”
  • 1 Throughout the Saviour's Life we trace
  • Nothing but Shame and deep Disgrace
  • No period else is seen;
  • Till he a spotless Victim fell,
  • Tasting in Soul a painful Hell,
  • Caus'd by the Creature's Sin.
  • 2 On the cold Ground methinks I see
  • My Jesus kneel, and pray for me;
  • For this I him adore;
  • Siez'd with a chilly sweat throughout,
  • Blood-drops did force their Passage out
  • Through ev'ry open'd Pore.
  • 3 A pricking Thorn his Temples bore
  • His Back with Lashes all was tore,
  • Till one the Bones might see;
  • Mocking, they push'd him here and there,
  • Marking his Way with Blood and Tear,
  • Press'd by the heavy Tree.
  • 4 Thus up the Hill he painful came,
  • Round him they mock, and make their Game,
  • At length his Cross they rear;
  • And can you see the mighty God,
  • Cry out beneath sin's heavy Load,
  • Without one thankful Tear?
  • 5 Thus vailed in Humanity,
  • He dies in Anguish on the Tree;
  • What Tongue his Grief can tell?
  • The shudd'ring Rocks their Heads recline,
  • (p.190) The mourning Sun refuse to shine,
  • When the Creator fell.
  • 6 Shout, Brethren, shout in songs divine,
  • He drank the Gall, to give us Wine,
  • To quench our parching Thirst;
  • Seraphs advance your Voices higher;
  • Bride of the Lamb, unite the Choir,
  • And Laud thy precious Christ.

“The Slow Traveller,” or, O Happy Souls How Fast You Go”

  • 1 O happy souls how fast you go,
  • And leave me here behind,
  • Don t stop for me for now See,
  • The Lord is just and kind.
  • 2 Go on, go on, my soul says go,
  • And I'll Come after you,
  • Tho' I'm behind, yet I can find,
  • I'll Sing Hosanna too.
  • 3 Lord give you strength, that you may run,
  • And keep your footsteps right,
  • Tho' fast you go, and I go slow,
  • You are not out of Sight.
  • 4 When you get to the Worlds above,
  • And all his Glory See,
  • When you get home, Your Journey's done,
  • Then look you out for me.
  • 5 For I will come fast as I Can,
  • A long that way I fear
  • Lord give me Strength, I shall at length
  • Be one amongst you there.

[Chorus]

  • There all together we shall be,
  • Together we will Sing,
  • Together we will praise our god,
  • And everlasting King.

“A Morning Hymn,” or, “Now the Shades of Night are Gone”

  • 1 Now the shades of night are gone,
  • Now the morning light is come;
  • Lord, we would be thine to-day;
  • Drive the shades of sin away.
  • 2 Make our souls as noon-day clear,
  • Banish every doubt and fear,
  • (p.191) In thy vineyard Lord, today,
  • We would labor, we would pray.
  • 3 Keep our haughty passions bound;
  • Rising up and sitting down;
  • Going out and coming in,
  • Keep us safe from every sin.
  • 4 When our work of life is past,
  • O receive us then at last;
  • Labor then will all be o'er,
  • Night of sin will be no more.

“A Son s Farewell,” or, “I Hear the Gospel's Joyful Sound”

  • 1 I hear the gospel's joyful sound,
  • An organ I shall be,
  • For to sound forth redeeming love,
  • And sinner's misery.
  • 2 Honor'd parents fare you well,
  • My Jesus doth me call,
  • I leave you here with God until
  • I meet you once for all.
  • 3 My due affections I'll forsake,
  • My parents and their house,
  • And to the wilderness betake,
  • To pay the Lord my vows.
  • 4 Then I'll forsake my chiefest mates,
  • That nature could afford,
  • And wear the shield into the field,
  • To wait upon the Lord.
  • 5 Then thro' the wilderness I'll run,
  • Preaching the gospel free;
  • O be not anxious for your son,
  • The Lord will comfort me.
  • 6 And if thro' preaching I shall gain
  • True subjects to my Lord,
  • Twill more than recompence my pain,
  • To see them love the Lord.
  • 7 My soul doth wish mount Zion well,
  • Whate'er becomes of me;
  • There my best friends and kindred dwell,
  • And there I long to be.

“Conversion Song,” or, “Wak'd by the Gospel's Pow'rful Sound”

  • 1 Wak'd by the gospel's pow'rful sound
  • My soul in sin and thrall I found,
  • (p.192) Expos'd to endless woe;
  • Eternal truth did loud proclaim,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Or down to ruin go.
  • 2 Surpriz'd indeed, I could not tell,
  • Which way to shun the gates of hell,
  • To which Vs drawing near;
  • I strove alas! but all in vain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Still sounded in mine ears.
  • 3 Into the law then run for help,
  • But still I felt the weight of guilt,
  • And no relief I found;
  • While sin my burden d soul did pain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Did loud as thunder sound.
  • 4 God's justice now I did behold,
  • And guilt lay dreadful on my soul,
  • It was a heavy load:
  • I read my bible, it was plain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Or feel the wrath of God.
  • 5 I heard some speak how Christ did give
  • His life, to let the sinner live,
  • But him I could not see;
  • This solemn truth did still remain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Or dwell in misery.
  • 6 But as my soul with dying breath,
  • Was gasping in eternal death,
  • Christ Jesus I did see:
  • Free grace and pardon he proclaim'd,
  • I trust I then was born again,
  • In gospel liberty.
  • 7 Not angels in the world above,
  • Nor saints could glow with greater love
  • Than what my soul enjoy'd;
  • My soul did mount on faith its wing,
  • And glory, glory, I did sing
  • To Jesus my dear Lord.
  • 8 Now with the saints G11 sing and tell,
  • How Jesus sav'd my soul from hell,
  • And praise redeeming love:
  • Ascribe the glory to the Lamb;
  • The sinner now is born again,
  • To dwell with Christ above.

(p.193) “Come all my Young Companions, Come”

  • 1 Come all my Young Companions Come,
  • And hear me boldly tell,
  • The wonders of Redeeming Love,
  • That Sav'd my Soul from Hell.
  • 2 It was but a few Days ago,
  • I Saw my awful Case,
  • Nothing but hell and dark Disgrace
  • Lay plain before my face.
  • 3 then I view[‘]d the damned Crew,
  • Of all the numerous race,
  • And I of all that went to hell
  • Deserv'd the lowest place.
  • 4 Justice of God so on me lay,
  • I Could no Comfort find
  • Till I was willing to forsake,
  • And leave all my sins behind.
  • 5 The Lord was Strong he bow'd my Will,
  • And made me this to be,
  • Nothing but Jesus Crucified,
  • Could save a wretch like me.
  • 6 then I view[‘]d mount Calvary,
  • With gods eternal son,
  • Who on the Cursed Tree did Die,
  • For Sins that I had done
  • 7 how Rejoic'd I was to think,
  • A Saviour I had found,
  • It turn[‘]d my Sorrows into Joy,
  • To hear the Blessed Sound.
  • 8 Salvation from my God on high,
  • So pleasantly did Ring,
  • It set my Soul at Liberty,
  • To praise my heavenly King.
  • 9 And while I dwell on Earth below
  • I'll praise my Jesus here,
  • And then go to yonder World
  • And praise my Jesus there.
  • 10 And there thro' all Eternity,
  • In the Sweet Realms above
  • There I shall Sing that blessed Song
  • Free grace and Dying Love

“Wak'd by the Gospel's Pow'rful Sound”

  • 1 Wak'd by the gospel's pow'rful sound
  • My soul in sin and thrall I found,
  • (p.194) Expos'd to endless woe;
  • Eternal truth did loud proclaim,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Or down to ruin go.
  • 2 Surpriz'd indeed, I could not tell,
  • Which way to shun the gates of hell,
  • To which Vs drawing near;
  • I strove alas! but all in vain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Still sounded in mine ears.
  • 3 Into the law then run for help,
  • But still I felt the weight of guilt,
  • And no relief I found;
  • While sin my burden'd soul did pain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Did loud as thunder sound.
  • 4 God's justice now I did behold,
  • And guilt lay dreadful on my soul,
  • It was a heavy load:
  • I read my bible, it was plain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Or feel the wrath of God.
  • 5 I heard some speak how Christ did give
  • His life, to let the sinner live,
  • But him I could not see;
  • This solemn truth did still remain,
  • The sinner must be born again,
  • Or dwell in misery.
  • 6 But as my soul with dying breath,
  • Was gasping in eternal death,
  • Christ Jesus I did see:
  • Free grace and pardon he proclaim'd,
  • I trust I then was born again,
  • In gospel liberty.
  • 7 Not angels in the world above,
  • Nor saints could glow with greater love
  • Than what my soul enjoy'd;
  • My soul did mount on faith its wing,
  • And glory, glory, I did sing
  • To Jesus my dear Lord.
  • 8 Now with the saints G11 sing and tell,
  • How Jesus sav d my soul from hell,
  • And praise redeeming love:
  • Ascribe the glory to the Lamb;
  • The sinner now is born again,
  • To dwell with Christ above.