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The Morning of a Lord's Day

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #106 (1790) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: Early, my God, without delay Lyrics: 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus till my last expiring day I’ll bless my God and king; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

Seeking God

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.) #108 (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My God, permit my tongue Lyrics: 1 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore: Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy power and glory to behold, And feel thy quickening grace. 4 For life without thy love No relish can afford; No joy can be compar'd to this, To serve and please the Lord. 5 To thee I'll lift my hands, And praise thee while I live; Not the rich dainties of a feast Such food or pleasure give. 6 In wakeful hours at night, I call my God to mind: I think how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy watchful providence; My cheerful hope relies. 9 The shadow of thy wings, My soul in safety keeps; I follow where my father leads, And he supports my steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Seeking God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #108 (1790) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My God, permit my tongue Lyrics: 1 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore: Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy power and glory to behold, And feel thy quickening grace. 4 For life without thy love No relish can afford; No joy can be compar'd to this, To serve and please the Lord. 5 To thee I'll lift my hands, And praise thee while I live; Not the rich dainties of a feast Such food or pleasure give. 6 In wakeful hours at night, I call my God to mind: I think how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy watchful providence; My cheerful hope relies. 9 The shadow of thy wings, My soul in safety keeps; I follow where my father leads, And he supports my steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

The Morning of a Lord's Day

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.) #113b (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: Early, my God, without delay Lyrics: 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus till my last expiring day I’ll bless my God and king; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

The Morning of a Lord's Day

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #113b (1787) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: Early, my God, without delay Lyrics: 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus till my last expiring day I’ll bless my God and king; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

Seeking God

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.) #116 (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My God, permit my tongue Lyrics: 1 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore: Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy power and glory to behold, And feel thy quickening grace. 4 For life without thy love No relish can afford; No joy can be compar'd to this, To serve and please the Lord. 5 To thee I'll lift my hands, And praise thee while I live; Not the rich dainties of a feast Such food or pleasure give. 6 In wakeful hours at night, I call my God to mind. I think how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy watchful providence; My cheerful hope relies. 9 The shadow of thy wings, My soul in safety keeps; I follow where my father leads, And he supports my steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Seeking God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #116 (1787) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My God, permit my tongue Lyrics: 1 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore: Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy power and glory to behold, And feel thy quickening grace. 4 For life without thy love No relish can afford; No joy can be compar'd to this, To serve and please the Lord. 5 To thee I'll lift my hands, And praise thee while I live; Not the rich dainties of a feast Such food or pleasure give. 6 In wakeful hours at night, I call my God to mind, I think how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy watchful providence; My cheerful hope relies. 9 The shadow of thy wings, My soul in safety keeps; I follow where my father leads, And he supports my steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

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.) #75b (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 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?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #75b (1790) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 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?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

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.) #81b (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 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?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English