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Exhortation to Peace and Holiness
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #68a (1787) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: Come, children, learn to fear the Lord Lyrics: 1 Come, children, learn to fear the Lord,
And that your days be long,
Let not a false or spiteful word
Be found upon your tongue.
2 Depart from mischief, practise love,
Pursue the works of peace;
So shall the Lord your ways approve,
And set your souls at ease.
3 His eyes awake to guard the just,
His ears attend their cry;
When broken spirits dwell in dust,
The God of grace is nigh.
4 What tho' the sorrows here they taste
Are sharp and tedious too,
The Lord, who saves them all at last,
Is their supporter now.
5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead;
But God secures his own,
Prevents the mischief when they slide,
Or heals the broken bone.
6 When desolation like a flood
O'er the proud sinner rolls,
Saints find a refuge in their God,
For he redeem'd their souls. Scripture: Psalm 34:11-22 Languages: English
Exhortation to Peace and Holiness
Hypocrisy exposed
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.) #88b (1786) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the Judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his covenant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
7 Oh dreadful hour! when Gof draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliverer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
Hypocrisy exposed
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #88b (1790) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the Judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his covenant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
7 Oh dreadful hour! when God draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliverer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
The last Judgment
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.) #89 (1786) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth,
Calls the south nations, and awakes the north;
From East to West the sounding orders spread
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead;
No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day.
2 Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh,
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky;
Heaven, earth and hell, draw near; let all things come
To hear his justice and the sinners' doom;
But gather first my saints (the Judge commands)
Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands.
3 Behold my covenant stands forever good,
Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
And sign'd with all their names, the Greek the Jew
That paid the ancient worship or the new,
There's no distinction here, prepare their thrones,
And near me seat my favourites and my sons.
4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God,
I am their Judge; Ye heavens proclaim abroad
My just, eternal sentence, and declare,
Those awful truths, that sinners dread o hear;
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire;
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain,
Without the flames of love; in vain the store
Of brutal offerings that were mine before;
Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed,
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed.
6 If I were hungry, would I ask thee food?
When did I thirst, or taste the victim's blood?
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold,
Glaring in gems, and gay, in woven gold?
7 Unthinking wretch! how could'st thou hope to please
A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue
Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong;
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends.
8 Silent I waited with long-suffering love,
But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove?
And cherish such an impious thought within,
That God, the righteous would indulge thy sin?
Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll,
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul.
9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise;
Awake before this dreadful morning rise;
Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend;
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend;
Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear
Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
The last Judgment
The last Judgment
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #89 (1790) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth,
Calls the south nations, and awakes the north;
From East to West the sounding orders spread
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead;
No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day.
2 Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh,
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky;
Heaven, earth and hell, draw near; let all things come
To hear his justice and the sinners' doom;
But gather first my saints (the Judge commands)
Bring them, ye angels from their distant lands.
3 Behold my covenant stands forever good,
Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
And sign'd with all their names, the Greek the Jew
That paid the ancient worship or the new,
There's no distinction here, prepare their thrones,
And near me seat my favourites and my sons.
4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God,
I am their Judge; Ye heavens proclaim abroad
My just, eternal sentence, and declare
Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear;
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire;
I doom the painted hypocrit to fire.
5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain,
Without the flames of love; in vain the store
Of brutal offerings that were mine before;
Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed,
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed.
6 If I were hungry would I ask thee food?
When did I thirst, or taste the victim's blood?
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold,
Glaring in gems, and gay, in woven gold?
7 Unthinking wretch! how could'st thou hope to please
A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
While with my grace and statues on thy tongue
Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong;
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends.
8 Silent I waited with long-suffering love,
But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove?
And cherish such an impious thought within,
That God, the righteous would indulge thy sin?
Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll,
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul.
9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise;
Awake before this dreadful morning rise;
Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend;
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend;
Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear
Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
The last Judgment
The last Judgment
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.) #91 (1786) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The God of glory sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The God of glory sends his summons forth,
Calls the south nations and awakes the north;
From east to west the sovereign orders spread,
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead.
The trumpet sounds; hell tremble; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day;
Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh;
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky.
When God appear,s all nature shall adore him;
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.
3 "Heaven, earth, and hell draw near: let all things come
"To hear my justice and the sinner's doom;
"But gather first my saints; the Judge commands;
"Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands.
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion;
And shout, ye saints; he comes for your salvation.
4 "Behold my covenant stands forever good,
"Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
"And sign'd with all their names; the Greek, the Jew
"That paid the ancient worship or the new.
There's no distinction here; join all your voices,
And raise your heads, ye saints. for heaven rejoices.
5 "Here (saith the Lord) ye angels spread their thrones,
"And near me set my favourites and my sons,
"Come, my redeem'd possess the joys prepar'd
"Ere time began, 'tis your divine reward.
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion;
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation.
Pause the First.
6 "I am the Saviour, I th' almighty God,
"The sovereign Judge: ye heavens proclaim abroad
"My just eternal sentence, and declare
"Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear.
When God appears all nature shall adore him,
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.
7 "Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer, and profane,
"Now feel my wrath, nor call my threatnings vain;
"Thou hypocrite, once drest in saint's attire,
"I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
Judgement proceeds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
8 "Not for the want of goats, or bullocks slain
"Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain
"Without the flames of love; in vain the store
"Of brutal offerings that were mine before.
Earth is the Lord's, all nature shall adore him;
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.
9 "If I were hungry, would I ask thee food?
"When did I thirst or drink thy bullocks blood?
"Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed,
"Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed.
All is the Lord's he rules the wide creation;
Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation.
10 "Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
"Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
"Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold
"Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?
God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises.
Pause the Second.
11 "Unthinking wretch! how coul'd thou hope to please
"A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
"While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue
"Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong.
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
12 "In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends;
"Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends;
"While the false flatterer at mine altar waits,
"His harden'd soul divine instruction hates.
GOD is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises.
13 "Silent I waited with long-suffering love;
"But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove?
"And cherish such an impious thought within,
"That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin?
See God appears, all nations join t' adore him;
Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him.
14 "Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll,
"And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul;
"Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear
"Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverers near.
Judgement concludes; hell trembles; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
Epiphonema.
15 "Sinners, awake betimes; ye souls be wise,
"Awake before this dreadful morning rise;
"Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend,
"Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend.
Then join, ye saints, wake every cheerful passion;
When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
The last Judgment
The Last Judgment
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #92 (1790) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The God of glory sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The God of glory sends his summons forth,
Calls the south nations and awakes the north;
From east to west the sovereign orders spread,
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead.
The trumpet sounds; hell tremble; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day;
Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh;
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky.
When God appears, all nature shall adore him;
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.
3 "Heaven, earth, and hell draw near: let all things come
"To hear my justice and the sinner's doom;
"But gather first my saints; the Judge commands;
"Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands.
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion;
And shout, ye saints; he comes for your salvation.
4 "Behold my covenant stands forever good,
"Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
"And sign'd with all their names; the Greek the Jew
"That paid the ancient worship or the new.
There's no distinction here; join all your voices,
And raise your heads, ye saints. for heaven rejoices.
5 "Here (saith the Lord) ye angels spread their thrones,
"And near me set my favourites and my sons.
"Come, my redeem'd possess the joys prepar'd
"Ere time began, 'tis your divine reward.
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion;
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation.
Pause the First.
6 "I am the Saviour, I th' almighty God,
"The sovereign Judge: ye heavens proclaim abroad
"My just eternal sentence, and declare
"Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear.
When God appears all nature shall adore him,
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.
7 "Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer, and profane,
"Now feel my wrath, nor call my threatnings vain;
"Thou hypocrite once drest in saint's attire,
"I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
8 "Not for the want of goats, or bullocks slain
"Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain
"Without the flames of love; in vain the store
"Of brutal offerings that were mine before.
Earth is the Lord's, all nature shall adore him;
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.
9 "If I were hungry, would I ask thee food?
"When did I thirst or drink thy bullocks blood?
"Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed,
"Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed.
All is the Lord's he rules the wide creation;
Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation.
10 "Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
"Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
"Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold
"Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?
God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises.
Pause the Second.
11 "Unthinking wretch! how coul'd thou hope to please
"A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
"While with my grace and statues on thy tongue
"Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong.
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
12 "In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends;
"Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends;
"While the false flatterer at mine altar waits,
"His harden'd soul divine instruction hates.
God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises.
13 "Silent I waited with long-suffering love;
"But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove?
"And cherish such an impious thought within,
"That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin?
See God appears, all nations join t' adore him;
Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him.
14 "Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll,
"And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul;
"Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear
"Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverers near.
Judgement concludes; hell trembles; heaven rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.
Epiphonema.
15 "Sinners, awake betimes; ye souls be wise;
"Awake before this dreadful morning rise;
"Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend,
"Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend.
Then join, ye saints, wake every cheerful passion;
When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
The Last Judgment
Hypocrisy exposed
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.) #95 (1786) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the Judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his covenant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgements long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
7 Oh dreadful hour! when Gof draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliverer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
Hypocrisy exposed
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #95 (1787) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the Judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his covenant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgements long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
7 Oh dreadful hour! when Gof draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliverer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
The last 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.) #96 (1786) Topics: Sins of tongue; Sins of tongue First Line: The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth,
Calls the south nations, and awakes the north;
From East to West the sounding orders spread
Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead;
No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day.
2 Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh,
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky;
Heaven, earth and hell, draw near; let all things come
To hear his justice and the sinners' doom;
But gather first my saints (the Judge commands)
Bring them, ye angels from their distant lands.
3 Behold my covenant stands forever good,
Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
And sign'd with all their names, the Greek the Jew
That paid the antient worship or the new,
There's no distinction here, prepare their thrones,
And near me seat my favourites and my sons.
4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God,
I am their Judge; Ye heavens proclaim abroad
My just, eternal sentence, and declare
Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear;
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire;
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain,
Without the flames of love; in vain the store
Of brutal offerings that were mine before;
Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed,
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed.
6 If I were hungry, would I ask thee food?
When did I thirst, or taste the victim's blood?
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows?
Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold,
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?
7 Unthinking wretch! how could'st thou hope to please
A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue
Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong;
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends.
8 Silent I waited with long-suffering love,
But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove?
And cherish such an impious thought within,
That God, the righteous would indulge thy sin?
Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll,
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul.
9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise;
Awake before this dreadful morning rise;
Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend;
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend;
Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear
Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English
The last Judgement
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