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Ye that obey the immortal King
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #420 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Devotion daily Lyrics:
Ye that obey th' immortal King,
Attend his holy place;
Bow to the glories of his power,
And bless his wondrous grace.
Lift up your hands by morning light,
And send your souls on high;
Raise your admiring thoughts by night
Above the starry sky.
The God of Zion cheers our hearts
With rays of quick'ning grace;
The God that spread the heav'ns abroad,
And rules the swelling seas.
Scripture: Psalm 134 Languages: English
Ye that obey the immortal King
Ye that obey the immortal King
Author: Watts Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (6th ed.) #490 (1832) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Daily and Nightly Devotion Scripture: Psalm 134 Languages: English
Ye that obey the immortal King
Ye that obey the immortal King
Author: Watts Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (10th ed.) #490 (1833) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Daily and Nightly Devotion Scripture: Psalm 134 Languages: English
Ye that obey the immortal King
Ye that obey the immortal King
Author: Watts Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship. 16th ed. #490 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Miscellaneous Daily and nightly devotion Scripture: Psalm 134 Languages: English
Ye that obey the immortal King
My God, accept my early vows
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #575 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Devotion daily Lyrics:
My God, accept my early vows,
Like morning incense in thine house;
And let my nightly worship rise
Sweet as the evening sacrifice.
Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord,
From every rash and heedless word;
Nor let my feet incline to tread
The guilty path where sinners lead.
O may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite, and reprove my wand'ring way!
Their gentle words, like ointment shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.
When I behold them pressed with grief,
I'll cry to heav'n for their relief;
And by my warm petitions prove
How much I prize their faithful love.
Scripture: Psalm 141:2-5 Languages: English
My God, accept my early vows
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