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God, when I stand

Author: Herbert O'Driscoll, 1928- Hymnal: The Book of Praise #679 (1997) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Topics: Prayer / Prayers / Poems First Line: God, when I stand, no path before me clear Scripture: Psalm 107:4-5 Languages: English Tune Title: PRINCESS EUGENIE

O God, Defender of the Poor

Author: Christopher Idle Hymnal: Lift Up Your Hearts #890 (2013) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Elements of Worship Offering Our Prayers Lyrics: 1 O God, defender of the poor, have mercy when I pray: you listened to my prayer before– LORD, hear my prayer today. 2 How long will people choose vain things, love empty words and wrong? They scorn to serve the King of kings– O living God, how long? 3 The saints, O LORD, you set apart by grace to be your own: let sinners tremble, search their hearts, and bow before your throne. 4 While many pray that you will bless and bring them all they need, unless they long for holiness, their prayers are vain in deed. 5 Your light, O LORD, let us receive; your face within us shine, for richer is the joy you give than all their grain and wine. 6 And even when I turn to sleep your blessings still increase, for you alone, O LORD, will keep your child in perfect peace. Scripture: Psalm 4 Languages: English Tune Title: DUNFERMLINE

Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LV (1767) Topics: Prayers When betrayed by false friends; Prayers When surrounded by Enemies Lyrics: 1 Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth, And listen when to thee I pray; Nor from thy humble Suppliant turn, Thy glorious Face, O LORD, away; Do thou bow down thy gracious Ear, Whilst I my mournful Case declare. 2 Hark, how the Foe insults aloud, And how my fierce Oppressors rage; Whose sland'ring Tongues against my Fame, With growing Malice still engage. My Soul's with trembling Fears distress'd, My Heart with Horror quite oppress'd. 3 How often wish I then, that I The Dove's swift soaring Wings could get; That I might take my speedy Flight, And find out some secure Retreat: Then would I through wild Desarts stray, 'Till this fierce Storm had pass'd away. 4 Destroy, O LORD, their ill Designs, Do thou their Counsels soon divide; For through the City my griev'd Eyes, Have nought but Strife and Rapine spy'd: Within her Walls they walk their round, Where Grief and Mischief still is found. 5 Whoe'er through every Part shall roam, Shall ever fresh Disorders meet; Deceit and Guile their constant Posts, Have still maintain'd in ev'ry Street: Daily their wicked Plots encrease, Their treach'rous Actions never cease. 6 'Twas not my open Foe profess'd Who these severe Reflections made; For then I could with Ease have borne, The many bitter Things he said: And when he did against me rise, Have hid from his malicious Eyes. 7 But 'twas ev'n thou, my Guide my Friend, Whom tend'rest Love to me did join; Whose sweet Advice I valued most, Whose Pray'rs were always mix'd with mine: Ev'n thou, whose Converse I approv'd, My Bosom Friend, whom most I lov'd. 8 Sure Vengeance, equal to their Crimes, Such faithless Traitors must surprise; And sudden Death requite those Ills, Which they with wickedly Hearts devise: But GOD shall in my Aid appear, And Night and Day my Voice shall hear. 9 GOD has releas'd my Soul from those, That did against my Life contend; And made a num'rous Host of Friends, At length my righteous Cause defend: The LORD my mournful Voice shall hear, And punish those who know no Fear. 10 Whom can I trust, if faithless Men, With secret Treachery devise To ruin me, their peaceful Friend, And basely break the strongest Ties: 21 Tho' soft and melting are their Words, Their Hearts with War and Strife abound, Their Words though smooth like Daggers wound. and yet like Swords they wound. 11 Do thou, my Soul, on GOD depend, And he shall thy Life sustain; He aids the Just, whom to supplant, The Wicked ever strive in vain: My Foes shall all untimely die; Whilst I for Health on GOD rely. Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English Tune Title: [Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth]

He's bless'd whose tender Care

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLI (1767) Topics: Prayers When betrayed by false friends; Prayers When sick Lyrics: 1 He's bless'd whose tender Care, Relieves the Poor distress'd, When Troubles gather round, The LORD shall give him Rest; His Life with Blessings crown'd, The LORD shall sure prolong; And check the Will of those, Who seek to do him Wrong. 2 If he, in low Estate, Oppress'd with Sickness lie, The LORD will Comfort send, And inward Strength supply; Secure of this, to GOD, I thus my Pray'r address'd, "LORD, heal my wounded Soul, "For I have much trasgress'd!" 3 My Foes, with sland'ring Words, Attempt to wound my Fame; "When shall he die," say they, "And Men forget his Name?" Suppose they Visits make, 'Tis all but empty Show; They gather Mischief then, And vent it when they go. 4 With Whispers, such as these, To hurt me they devise, "His Doom a length is come, "He's fall'n, no more to rise." My own familiar Friend, On whom I most rely'd, Has me, whose Guest he was, With open Scorn defy'd. 5 But thou, my wretched State, In Mercy, LORD, regard, And raise me up, that they May meet their just Reward. Thou suffer'st not my Foes, To triumph in my Fall. Therefore I know thine Ear, Is open when I call. 6 My Life thou dost secure, From Danger and Disgrace; And thou shalt set me still, Before thy glorious Face: Let therefore Israel's LORD From Ages to Age be blest, And all the People's Joy With loud Amen's exprest Scripture: Psalm 41 Languages: English Tune Title: [He's bless'd whose tender care]

I waited meekly for the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XL (1767) Topics: Prayers When percecuted; Prayers Of a Sinner to obtain Forgiveness of Sins Lyrics: 1 I waited meekly for the LORD, Who heard my mournful Cry, And gave a kind Reply; His Help he did to me afford, And to my humble Pray'r, Inclin'd a gracious Ear. 2 He took me from the dismal Pit, When founder'd deep in Clay, Nor suffer'd me to stray; On solid Ground He plac'e my Feet, Where I secure reamin'd, By his strong Arm sustain'd. 3 The Wonders he for me has wrought, Shall fill my Mouth with Praise, And other's Hopes shall raise; Who to his holy Worship brought, Shall in his House attend, And on the LORD depend. 4 For Blessings shall that Man reward, Who on our GOD relies; The Hypocrite's Disguise, He treats with Scorn and Disregard, And hates the treach'rous Mind, To Falshodd e'er inclin'd. 5 The Wonders thou for us hast wrought, O LORD! who can recount? Thy Mercies do surmount The Pow'r of Numbers, Speech and Thought: The sweet Effects we prove, Of thy continual Love 6 I've learn'd that Sacrifice alone, LORD, thou hast not desir'd; Nor Blood of Beasts requir'd, For Man's Transgression to atone: That Off'rings are but vain, Thy Pardon to obtain. 7 I therefor come--come to fulfil, Whate'er thy Books impart; Thy Law's within my Heart, 'Tis my Delight to do thy Will; Now will I e'er withstand, O LORD, thy just Command. Part II 8 In full Assemblies I have told, Thy Righteousness at large; Whate'er you gav'st in Charge, My Lips thou know'st did not with-hold: But preach'd thy saving Grace, That all might Truth embrace. 9 That Love to others I declar'd O LORD, extend to me; May'st thou my Safeguard be, And make thy Mercy my Reward; For I am sore distress'd, With Loads of Guilt oppress'd, 10 My Sins exceed in their Amount, The Hairs upon my Head; My Soul is fill'd with Dread, My vanquish'd Courage they surmount; So great the Troubles are, Which drive me to Despair. 11 But, LORD! to my Relief draw near, For never was more Need; Oh hasten thou with Speed, And in my injur'd Cause appear! To my Deliv'rance come, And change my threaten'd Doom. 12 Confusion on their Heads return, Who for my Soul combine; Ensnar'd in their Design, Let them, defeated, blush and mourn, To find their Feet betray'd, In Plots themselves had laid. 14 Their Doom let Desolation be; Their Malice, LORD< requite, Who, urg'd by wicked Spite, Still mock'd by Confidence in thee; And did with Scorn express, Their Joy at my Distress. 15 While those, who humbly seek thy Face, To Triumphs shall be rais'd; And say, "The LORD be prais'd! All those who prize thy saving Grace, Thy Goodness shall resound, To all the Nations round. 16 Of m,e th' Almighty LORD takes Care, Although he knows I'm poor: Thou, GOD, that can'st restore, To my Relief with Speed repair; For thou art still my Friend, On whom I will depend. Scripture: Psalm 40 Languages: English Tune Title: [I waited meekly for the Lord]

In deep Distress I oft have cry'd

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXX (1767) Topics: Prayers Of the Church Particularly of Believers when slandered; Prayers When deprived ot the Opportunitys of attending in God's House Lyrics: 1 In deep Distress I oft have cry'd To GOD, who never yet deny'd, To rescue me, oppress'd with Wrongs; Once more, O LORD, Deliv'rance sned, From lying Lips my Soul defend, And from the Rage of sland'ring Tongues; Which daily strive to wound my Fame, And blest the Credit of my Name. 3 What little Profit can accrue, And yet, what heavy Wrath is due, O thou perfidious Tongue, to thee? Thy Sting upon thyself shall turn; Of lasting Flames, that fiercely burn, The constant Fuel thou shalt be: Thus shall the Vengeance of the LORD Thy Torment be and dread Reward. 3 But O! how wretched is my Doom, Who am a Sojourner become, In barren Mesech's desart Soil! With Kedar's wicked Tents inclos'd, To lawless Savages expos'd, Who live on nought but Theft and Spoil: Oh, when shall I Deliv'rance find, From such as grieve my troubled Mind! 4 My hapless Dwelling is with those, Who Peace and Amity oppose, And Pleasure take in others Harms: Sweet Peace is all I court and seek; But when to them of Peace I speak, They straight cry out, to Arms, to Arms. My Soul is overwhelm'd with Care, Whilst for the Battle they prepare. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English Tune Title: [In deep Distress I oft have cry'd]

In thee, O LORD, my Hope I place

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #VII (1767) Topics: Prayers Of the Church Particularly of Believers when slandered; Prayers When percecuted Lyrics: 1 In thee, O LORD! my Hope I place, Let not thy Servant meet Disgrace; From him who would my Ruin see, Do thou, my GOD, deliver me: 2 Lest like a Lion he devour My helpless Soul, with savage Pow'r, And plunge me into black Despair, If no Deliv'rer should appear. 3 LORD, if to Malice I incline, Or do against his Peace design; If I have e'er promoted Strive, Or practis'd aught aganist his Life; 4 Nay, if I have not oft restor'd My Foe, when he my Help implor'd, And spar'd his Life, and set him free, Ev'n tho' he persecuted me: 5 Then let mine Enemy pursue, And by his Strength my Life subdue; My soul to him become a Prey, And in the Dust mine Honour lay. 6 Arise, O LORD, thine Anger shew; Thy Vengeance turn against my Foe: In my Defence do thou engage, And punish with insulting Rage. 7 So, Crowds thy Goodness shall adore, And in Distress thy Aid implore: Then for their Sakes, do thou, O LORD! Resume thy Seat, and Help afford. 8 Thou who dost Justice still observe, According as I do deserve, So let thy righteous Sentence be; For I my Cause resign to thee. 9 Do thou root out and undermine All those, who wicked Arts design; But let the Just be ne'er o'erthrown; Thou GOD< to whom all Hearts are known. 10 In his Protection I confide, Who is my Safety and my Guide; The LORD not only takes my Part, But their's who have an upright Heart. 11 He daily lays up Wrath for those Who boldly dare his Pow'r oppose; Fro he's a righteous Judge, and will Severely punish ev'ry Ill. 12 He whets his Sword,, if they persist, Oh! who can his strong Arm resist? For them his Bow is raady bent, And charg'd with Death his Shafts are sent. 13 My Foe doth secret Plots prepare, And would my harmless Life ensnare; His base Intentions prove to be Falshood, Deceit and Treachery. 14 But all his Arts are try'd in vain; For he shall ne'er his Purpose gain: The Pit which he design'd for me, Shall sure his own Destruction be. 15 On his own Head his Spite returns; His Heart with constant Malice burns, To find himself within that Snare, Which for my Soul he did prepare. 16 Therefore to GOD I'll offer Praise, And still pursue his righteous Ways; His Providence I will proclaim, And celebrate his holy Name. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English Tune Title: [In thee, O Lord, my hope I place]

Lord save me, for thy glorious Name

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LIV (1767) Topics: Prayers When betrayed by false friends; Prayers When surrounded by Enemies Lyrics: 1 LORD save me, for thy glorious Name, In thy resistless Strength appear To judge my Cause, and to my Pray'r, Vouchsafe to lend a gracious Ear: Mere Strangers whom I never wrong'd, Against my Safety have design'd, And cruel Men that fear no GOD, To take my Soul have close combin'd. 2 But GOD takes part with all my Friends, And he's indeed the surest Guard; The GOD of Truth shall on my Foes Pour down their Falshood's just Reward. Whilst I my grateful Off'rings bring, And sacrifice with grateful Joy, And in his Praise my Time to come. With holy Extacy employ. 3 From dreadful Danger and Distress, The LORD of Life hath set me free: And through his Strength, of all my Foes, The just Destruction I shall see. Scripture: Psalm 54 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord save me, for thy glorious Name]

O LORD, the Rock of my Defence

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXVIII (1767) Topics: Prayers Of the Church for her Preservation and Prosperity in all Ages; Prayers When percecuted Lyrics: 1 O LORD, the Rock, of my Defence, My certain Hope and Confidence, Do thou in tender Mercy hear, Thy Servant's earnest hymble Pray'r; Lest I in Sighs consume my Breath. And fall like those who sleep in Death. 2 Attend the Cries of my Distress, Hear me whom many Woes oppress; Nor cast me from thy Mercy_Seat; Lest I the Sinners Doom= should meet, Who make a Trade of doing Ill, And speak them fair they mean to kill. 3 According as they have dsign'd, So let them, LORD, thy Justice find; As they without Remorse transgress'd, And have the Innocent oppress'd: Be thou, O LORD, relentless too, And let thy Vengeance them pursue. 4 The Works of GOD they ne'er respect, But still with Scorn his Grace reject; Against his Saints they Wiles employ, The LORD will build them up no more. 5 To GOD my Song shall be address'd, Who heard the Voice of me distress'd; In him my Confidence was plac'd, And I return'd with Triumphs grac'd; My grateful Heart shall therefore raise, This chearful Tribute to his Praise. 6 'Tis by his Pow'r I am sustain'd, "His Arm hath still my Cause maintain'd; "'Twas He advanc'd me to the Throne, "I reign secure through him alone." Thy Chosen, LORD, with Plenty bless, And in their Battles grant Success. Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, the Rock of my defence]

Thy chast'ning wrath, O LORD, restrain

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXVIII (1767) Topics: Prayers When sick; Prayers Of a Sinner to obtain Forgiveness of Sins Lyrics: 1 Thy chast'ning Wrath, O Lord, restrain, Though I deserve it all; Nor let on me the Storm Of thy Displeasure fall. In ev'ry wretched Part of me I feel thy Arrows deep remain; Thy Hand's afflicting Weight, I can no more sustain. 2 My Flesh is one continued Wound, Because thy Wrath so fiercely glows; Betwixt my Pain and Guilt, My Bones have no Repose: My Sins, which to a Deluge swell, My sinking Head almost o'erflow; And for my Strength to bear, Too great a Burden grow. 3 Stench and Corruption fill my Wounds, My foul Offences just Return; In Trouble I am brought, And all Day long I mourn. A loath'd Disease afflicts my Loins, Infecting ev'ry inward Part; And constantly I groan, Through Anguish of my Heart. Part II 4 But, LORD, before thy searching Eyes, All my Desires must sure appear; My Groans have been too loud, Not to have reach'd thine Ear. My Heart's oppress'd, my Strength decay'd, My feeble Eyes depriv'd of Light: My Friends and Kinsmen gaze On such a dismal Sight. 5 Mean while, the Foes that seek my Life, Their secret Snares to take me set; And all the Day contrive To forge some new Deceit. But I, as if both deaf and dumb, Nor heard, nor once reply'd, Like one whose silent Tongue By conscious Guilt is ty'd. 6 For LORD! to thee, I do appeal, My clouded Innocence to clear; For Thou, the righteous GOD, My injur'd Cause wilt hear. "Hear me, said I, lest my proud Foes, "A spiteful Triumph should display; "If they should see my Foot, "But once to go astray. 7 Lo! with continual Grief oppress'd, To sink, I must at length begin; To thee I will confess, To Thee bewail my Sin: But whilst I languish, my proud Foes, Still of their Strength and Vigour boast; And they, who trouble me Are grown a dreadful Host. 8 Ev'n they whom I oblig'd, return My loving Kindness with Despite; And hate me, but because, I chuse the Path that's right. Forsake me not, oh LORD my GOD! Nor from me, in Distress, depart; Haste thou to my Relief, Who my Salvation art. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English Tune Title: [Thy chast'ning Wrath, O Lord, restrain]