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Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of Christ's coming in Judgement

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #22b (1786) Topics: Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc..; Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc.. First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virutue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion looses ground! The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound; 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own," they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold: 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on? Hast thou not given this sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make th' oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free." 8 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd, Through ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of Christ's coming in Judgment

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #22b (1790) Topics: Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc..; Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc.. First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virutue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion looses ground! The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound; 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own," they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold: 6 Is not thy chariot hasting on? Hast thou not given this sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make th' oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free." 8 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd, Through ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of Christ's coming in Judgement

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #26 (1786) Topics: Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc..; Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc.. First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virutue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion looses ground! The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound; 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own," they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold: 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on? Hast thou not given this sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make th' oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free." 8 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd, Through ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of Christ's coming in Judgement

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #26 (1787) Topics: Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc..; Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc.. First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virutue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion looses ground! The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound; 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own," they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold: 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on? Hast thou not given this sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make th' oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free." 8 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd, Through ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #75a (1786) Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days: Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #75a (1790) Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted heart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days: Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #81a (1786) Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on antient days: Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #81a (1787) Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on antient days; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #222b (1786) Topics: Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors; Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 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? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #222b (1790) Topics: Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors; Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 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? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English