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How good and pleasant must it be

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 How good and pleasant must it be To thank the LORD most high; And with repeated Hymns of Praise, His Name to magnify: With ev'ry Morning's early Dawn, His Goodness to relate; And of his constant Truth, each Night The glad Effects repeat. 2 To ten string'd Instruments we'll sing, With tuneful Psalt'ries join'd, And to the Harp, with solemn Sounds, For sacred Use design'd: For through thy wond'rous Works, O Lord, Thou mak'st my Heart rejoice; The Thoughts of them shall make me glad, And shout with chearful Voice. 3 How wond'rous are thy Works, O LORD! How deep are thy Decrees! Whose winding Tracks, in Cecret laid, No stupid Sinner sees: He little thinks, when wicked Men, Like Grass, look fresh and gay; How soon their short liv'd Splendor must, For ever pass away. 4 But thou, my GOD, art still most high; And all thy lofty Foes, Who thought they might securely sin, Shall be o'erwhelm'd with Woes: Whilst thou exalt'st my Sov'reign Pow'r, And mak'st it largely spread; And with refreshing Oil anoint'st My consecrated Head. 5 I soon shall see my stubborn Foes To utter Ruin brought; And hear the dismal End of those Who have against me fought: But righteous Men, like fruitful Palms, Shall make a glorious Show; As Cedars that on Lebanon In stately Order grow. 6 These planted in the House of GOD, Within his Courts shall thrive; Their Vigour and their Lustre both Shall in old Age revive. Thus will the LORD his Justice shew; And GOD, my strong Defence, Shall due Rewards to all the World Impartially dispense. Scripture: Psalm 92 Languages: English Tune Title: [How good and pleasant must it be]

I waited meekly for the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XL (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Sacrifice 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 thee I put my steadfast trust

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 In thee I put my stedfast Trust, LORD, let me not be put to Shame; Incline thine Ear, and save my Soul, For great and righteous is thy Name: To thee, for Help I will resort, For thou art still my Rock and Fort. 2 From cruel and ungodly Men, Protect my Soul and set me free; For thou my early Youth till now, My constant Hope hath been in thee: Thy Care did safely guard my infant Days, And brought me forth to sing thy Praise. 3 While some on me with Wonder gaze, Thy Hand unseen supports me still; Thy Honour therefore, and thy Praise, My Mouth with grateful Joy shall fill: Then cast me not, O LORD, away, Tho' Strength and Vigour should decay. 4 My Foes against my Fame, and me, With never ceasing Malice speak; Against my Soul they lay their Snares, And mutual Council daily take: "On GOD, say they, he did rely; 'Now take him whilst no Help is nigh." 5 But thou, my GOD, withdraw not far, On thee for speedy Help I call; To Shame and Ruin bring my Foes, Who seek with Craft to work my Fall: And I, who still on thee depend, My Time to come in Praise will spend: Part II 6 Thy righteous Acts and saving Health, My Mouth shall evermore declare; Unable yet to sum them all, Tho' counted o'er with utmost Care: LORD, in thy Strength I will go on, And trust thy Righteousness alone. 7 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my Youth, To bless and praise thy glorious Name; And ever since thy wond'rous Works Have been with Joy my constant Theme. On them I will with Pleasure dwell, And to the world thy Goodness tell. 8 Then now forsake me not, when I With Age am grey and feeble grown; 'Till I to these and future Times, Thy Strength and mighty Pow'r have shown, For I thy Mercy will proclaim, And spread abroad thy glorious Name. 9 How high thy Justice soars, O GOD! How very great and wond'rous are The mighty Works which Thou hast done? O LORD! who can with Thee compare? Altho' thy Hand hath me oppress'd, Yet shall my Woes be all redress'd. 10 Thro' thee, my Time to come, shall be With growing Pow'r and Greatness crown'd; And me who dismal Years have past, Thy lasting comforts shall surround: Therefore my Harp and Voice I'll raise, To Jacob's GOD, in Songs of Praise. 11 Then grateful Joy shall fill my Mouth And chearful Hymns employ my Voice; My thankful Soul, by thee redeem'd, Shall in thy Strength and Pow'r rejoice; My tongue thy Justice shall proclaim, Because thou brought'st my Foes to Shame, Scripture: Psalm 71 Languages: English Tune Title: [In thee I put my stedfast trust]

In thee, O LORD, my Hope I place

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #VII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked 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]

In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r, Thou boast'st thyself in Ill; Since GOD, who is my Strength and Tow'r, Vouchsafes his Favour still: Secur'd by his Almighty Hand, Your Malice I withstand. 2 Thy Tonge to Mischief still inclin'd, Doth sland'rous Tales devise; Thy Heart in malice hath design'd, To wound with treach'rous Lies; Thy Thoughts thou dost in Schemes employ, The Righteous to destroy. 3 Thy Tongue delights in Words, whereby The Guiltless are oppress'd; But GOD shall all thy Pow'r defy, And thou shalt be suppress'd; The LORD shall not permit thy Stay, But snatch thee soon away. 4 The Just, who wait with pious Fear Thy sudden Fall to see; At last shall find thee quite o'erthrown, And from thy Ruin flee; They at the Downfal of thy Pride, Shall thus thy Joy deride: 5 "See there the Man who GOD defy'd; "Despis'd his Holy Will, "And on his Wealth and Art rely'd, "To be protected still: "His Pride, which more and more did grow, "Is now at last brought low." 6 But I am like those Olive Plants, Which shade GOD's Temple round; And hope with his refreshing Grace, To be for ever crown'd: In his Indulgence I'll rejoice, And shout with chearful Voice. 7 So shalt thou still, O GOD, be prais'd, For all thy wond'rous Love, And thy great Name in Anthems rais'd, For this thy Saints approve: While on thy Word I rest secure, Which stands forever sure. Scripture: Psalm 52 Languages: English Tune Title: [In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r]

Melchizedek a Type of Christ

Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXX (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: King of Salem, bless my soul Lyrics: 1 King of Salem, bless my soul, Make a wounded sinner whole1 King of righteousness and peace, Let not thy sweet visits cease! 2 Come! refresh this soul of mine With thy sacred bread and wine! All thy love to me unfold, Half of which can not be told. 3 Hail, Melchizedek divine! Great high priest, thou shalt be mine; All my pow'rs before thee fall, Take not tithe, but take them all! Scripture: Psalm 110:4 Languages: English

Let David, LORD, for evermore

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXXII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government Lyrics: 1 Let David, LORD, for evermore A Place in thy Remembrance find; Let all the Sorrows he endur'd, Be ever present in thy Mind. 2 Remember what a solemn Oath To thee, his LORD supreme, he swore; How to the mighty GOD he vow'd, The GOD, whom Jacob's Sons adore. 3 I will not go into my House; I will not to my Bed ascend; No soft Repose shall close my Eyes, No Sleep my drowsy Eye-Lids bend; 4 'Till for the LORD's design'd Abode I mark the destin'd Ground; 'Till I a decent Place of Rest For Jacob's GOD have found. 5 Th'appointed Place with Shouts of Joy, At Euphrata at length we found; And made the Wood and neighb'ring Fields Our Songs of Triumph loud resound. 6 Oh! with due Rev'rence, let us then To his most bless'd Abode repair; And prostrate at his Footstool fall, and offer up our humble Pray'r. 7 Arise, O mighty LORD, and now Possess thy sacred Place of Rest; Be that not only with thy Ark, But with thy constant Presence bless'd. 8 Clothe thou thy Priests with Righteousness, And make thy happy Saints rejoice; And for thy Servant David's sake, Attend to thine Anointed's Voice. 9 GOD sware to David in his Truth, Nor shall his solemn Oath be vain, One of thy Offspring, after thee, Upon thy righteous Throne shall reign. 10 And if thy Seed my Cov'nant keep, And to my holy Laws submit, Their Children too upon thy Throne In Safety shall for ever sit. 11 For Sion does, in GOD's Esteem, All other happy Seats excell; His Place of everlasting Rest, The Place where he delights to dwell. 12 Her Store, says he, I will increase, Her Poor I will with Plenty bless; Her Saints shall shout aloud for Joy, Her Priests my saving Health confess. 13 'Tis there that David's Pow'r shall long Remain, in his successive Line; And my anointed Servant there, Shall with perpetual Glory shine. 14 The Faces of his vanquish'd Foes, Shame and Confusion shall o'erspread; Whilst, with confirm'd Success, his Crown Shall flourish on his Royal Head. Scripture: Psalm 132 Languages: English Tune Title: [Let David, Lord, for evermore]

Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXVIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Ascension Lyrics: 1 Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise, And scatter his presumptuous Foes; Let shameful Rout their Host surprise, Who spitefully his Pow'r oppose. 2 As Smoke in Tempests Rage is lost, Or Wax into the Furnace cast; So let their sacrilegious Host, Before his wrathful Presence waste. 3 But let the Servants of his Will His Favour's gentle Beams enjoy; Their upright Hearts let Gladness fill, And chearful Songs their Tongues employ. 4 To him your Voice in Anthems raise; JEHOVAH's awful Name he bears: In him rejoice, extol his Praise, Who rides upon high-rolling Spheres. 5 Him, from his Empire of the Skies, To this low World Compassion draws, The Orphan's Claim to patronize, And judge the injur'd Widow's Cause. 6 'Tis GOD, who from a foreign Soil, Restores poor Exiles to their Home; Makes Captives free; and fruitless Toil, Their proud Oppressors righteous Doom. 7 'Twas so of old, when thou didst lead In Person, LORD, our Armies forth; Strange Terrors thro' the Desart spread, Convulsions shook th'astonish'd Earth. 8 The breaking Clouds did Rain distil, And Heav'n's high Arches shook with Fear, How then should Sinai's humble Hill, Of Israel's GOD, the Presence bear? 9 Thy Hand, at famish'd Earth's Complaint, Reliev'd her from celestial Stores; And, when thy Heritage was faint, Assuag'd the Drought with plenteous Show'rs. 10 Where Savages had rag'd before, At Ease thou mad'st our Tribes reside, And in the Desert, for the Poor Thy gen'rous Bounty did provide. Part II 11 Thou gav'st the Word, we sallied forth, And in that pow'rful Word o'ercame; Whilst Virgin-troops, with Songs of Mirth, In State our Conquests did proclaim. 12 Vast Armies, by such Gen'rals led, As yet had ne'er receiv'd a Foil, Forsook their Camp with sudden Dread, And to our Women left the Spoil. 13 Tho' Egypt's Drudges you have been, Your Army's Wings shall shine as bright As Doves in golden Sunshine seen, Or silver'd o'er with paler Light. 14 'Twas so, when GOD's almighty Hand O'er scatter'd Kings the Conquest won; Our Troops, drawn up on Jordan's Strand, High Salmon's glitt'ring Snow outshone. 15 From thence to Jordan's farther Coast, And Bashan's Hill, we did advance: No more her Height shall Bashan boast, But that she's GOD's Inheritance. 16 But wherefore (tho' the Honour's great) Should this, O Mountain, swell your Pride? For Sion is his chosen Seat, Where he forever will reside. 17 His Chariot's numberless; his Pow'rs Are heav'nly Hosts, that wait His Will; His Presence now fills Sion's Tow'rs, As once it honour'd Sinai's Hill. 18 Ascending high, in Triumph, thou Captivity hast Captive led; And on thy People didst bestow The Spoil of Armies, once their Dread. 19 Ev'n Rebels shall partake thy Grace, And humble Proselytes repair, To worship at thy Dwelling Place, And all the World pay Homage there. 20 For Benefits each Day bestow'd, Be daily his great Name ador'd; Who is our Saviour, and our GOD, Of Life and Death the Sov'reign LORD. 21 But Justice for His harden'd Foes, Proportion'd Vengeance hath decreed, To wound the hoary Head of those, Who in presumptuous Crimes proceed. 22 The LORD hath thus in Thunder spoke, "As I subdu'd prous Bashan's King, "Once more I'll break my People's Yoke, "And from the Deep my Servants bring: 23 "Their Feet shall with a crimson Flood "Of slaughter'd Foes be cover'd o'er; "Nor Earth receive such impious Blood, "But leave for Dogs th' unhallow'd Gore." Part III 24 When, marching to thy blest Abode, The wond'rous Multitude survey'd The pompous State of Thee, O GOD, In Robes of Majesty array'd. 25 Sweet-singing Levites led the Van, Loud Instruments brought up the Rear, Between both Troops, a Virgin Train With Voice and Timbrel charm'd the Ear. 26 This was the Burden of their Song, "In full Assemblies bless the LORD, "All who to Israel's Tribes belong, "The GOD of Israel's Praise record." 27 Nor little Benjamin alone From neighb'ring Bounds did there attend, Nor only Judah's nearer Throne, Her Counsellors in State did send. 28 But Zebulon's remoter Seat, And Napthli's more distant Coast, (The grand Procession to complete) Sent up their Tribes, a princely Host. 29 Thus GOD, to Strength and Union brought Our Tribes, at Strife till that blest Hour: This Work, which Thou, O GOD, hast wrought, Confirm with fresh Recruits of Pow'r. 30 To visit Salem, LORD, descend And Sion, thy terrestrial Throne; Where Kings with Presents shall attend, And Thee with offer'd Crowns attone. 31 Break down the Spear-Mens Ranks, who threat Like pamper'd Herds of savage Might, Their silver-armour'd Chiefs defeat, Who in destructive War delight. 32 Egypt shall then to GOD stretch forth Her Hands, and Afric Homage bring: 32 The scatter'd Kingdoms of the Earth, Their common Sov'reigns Praises sing; 33 Who, mounted on the loftiest Sphere Of antient Heav'n, sublimely rides; From whence his dreadful Voice we hear, Like that of warring Winds and Tides. 34 Ascribe the Pow'r to GOD most high; Of humble Israel he takes Care; Whose Strength, from out the dusky Sky, Darts shining Terrors thro' the Air. 35 How dreadful are the sacred Courts, Where GOD has fix'd his earthly Throne! His Strength his feeble Saints supports: Praise ye the LORD, our GOD alone. Scripture: Psalm 68 Languages: English Tune Title: [Let God, the God of Battle, rise]

Noah; or, the Covenant of the Bow

Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXXI (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Let nations who tremble in fear of a flood Lyrics: 1 Let nations who tremble in fear of a flood, Look up to the cloud, see the bow of their God, And resting in peace, on the promise divine, Remember 'twas made, for the ages of time: 2 Then Jesus the Saviour, translating the bow, From thence to his head, and descending below, Shall finish the myst'ry, that mercy began, Blest fulness of grace and salvation for man. 3 Hail Alpha, Omega, the first and the last! Thy purposes future, the present, and past, All centre in one—'tis thy crown on the throne, That the kingdoms of earth, become, Lord, thy own. 4 Oh Jesus, Imman'el, the rainbow display! Thy arch as the Master, mid mansions of day, Extend from the east, to the night of the west, And closing of time, give thy labourers rest. Scripture: Genesis 9:13 Languages: English

Praise

Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXXII (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Living spirits flames of fire Lyrics: 1 Living spirits! flames of fire! Leader of th' immortal choir, Fill the heav'n of heav'ns above, Full of praise, as full of love. 2 Ancients! Elders! cry aloud, Worthy thou the Saviour God, Thrones, dominions,Angels join! Glory, glory, Lord be thine. 3 Church first born! first fruits! proclaim Honour to Emman'el's name, Nations! kindreds! countless tongues! Offer Christ your nobles songs. 4 Holy, holy, holy cry; Heav'n and earth and sea reply, Trump of God! repeat the strain, God with us! pronounce Amen. Scripture: Psalm 145:2 Languages: English