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In all my vast concerns with thee

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #11 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sin has a thousand treacherous arts

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #91 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Sin has a thousand treacherous arts To practise on the mind; With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young; And while the heedless wretch believes, She makes his fetters strong. 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, And gives a fair pretence; But cheats the soul of heavenly things, And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair Grew the forbidden food; Our mother took the poison there, And tainted all her blood. Languages: English

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #92 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine! 2 But, oh, their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. 3 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain, Their songs of softest harmony Are but a prelude to their pain. 4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood; Lord, ’tis enough that Thou art mine, My life, my portion and my God. Languages: English

Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139a (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand, On every Side I find thy Hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast, Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service, and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into Day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes; Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

My GOD, what inward Grief I feel

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139c (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 My GOD, what inward Grief I feel When impious Men transgress thy Will! I mourn to hear their Lips profane Take thy tremendous Name in vain. 2 Does not my Soul detest and hate The Sons of Malice and Deceit? Those that oppose thy Laws and Thee, I count them Enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my Soul, try ev'ry Thought; Though my own Heart accuse me not Of walking in a false Disguise, I beg the Trial of thine Eyes. 4 Doth secret Mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown Sin? O turn my Feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect Way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

In all my vast Concerns with Thee

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139d (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 In all my vast Concerns with Thee, In vain my Soul would try To shun thy Presence, Lord, or flee The Notice of thine Eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding Sight surveys My Rising and my Rest; My public Walks, my private Ways, And Secrets of my Breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within; And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word, He knows the Sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and high! Where can a Creature hide? Within thy circling Arms I lie, Beset on ev'ry Side. 5 So let thy Grace surround me still, And like a Bulwark prove, To guard my Soul from ev'ry Ill, Secur'd by sov'reign Love. Pause 6 Lord, where shall guilty Souls retire, forgotten and unknown? In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire, In Heav'n thy glorious Throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital Breath, To 'scape the Wrath divine, Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death, And make the Grave resign. 8 If, wing'd with Beams of Morning Light, I fly beyond the West, Thy Hand, which must support my Flight, Would soon betray my Rest. 9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night, Those flaming Eyes that guard thy Law Would turn the Shades to Light. 10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour, Are both alike to Thee: O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139f (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er, They strike me with Surprize; Not all the Sands that spread the Shore To equal Numbers rise. 2 My Flesh with Fear and Wonder stands, The Product of thy Skill; And hourly Blessings from thy Hands Thy Thoughts of Love reveal. 3 These on my Heart by Night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the Hour that ends my Sleep Still find my Thoughts with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English

The All-Seing GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #256 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand On every Side I find thy Hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast! Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes: Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, And Grace try'd; or, The Heart-searching God

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #258 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: My GOD, what inward Grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My GOD, what inward Grief I feel When impious Men transgress thy Will! I mourn to hear their Lips profane Take thy tremendous Name in vain. 2 Does not my Soul detest and hate The Sons of Malice and Deceit? Those that oppose thy Laws and Thee, I count them Enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my Soul, try ev'ry Thought; Though my own Heart accuse me not Of walking in a false Disguise, I beg the Trial of thine Eyes. 4 Doth secret Mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown Sin? O turn my Feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect Way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

GOD is every where

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #259 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: In all my vast Concerns with Thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast Concerns with Thee, In vain my Soul would try To shun thy Presence, Lord, or flee The Notice of thine Eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding Sight surveys My Rising and my Rest, My public Walks, my private Ways, And Secrets of my Breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within; And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word He knows the Sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and High! Where can a Creature hide? Within thy circling Arms I lye, Beset on ev'ry Side. 5 So let thy Grace surround me still, And like a Bulwark prove, To guard my Soul from ev'ry Ill, Secur'd by sov'reign Love. Pause 6 Lord, where shall guilty Souls retire, forgotten and unknown? In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire, In Heav'n thy glorious Throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital Breath, To 'scape the Wrath Divine, Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death, And make the Grave resign. 8 If wing'd with Beams of Morning Light, I fly beyond the West, Thy Hand, which must support my Flight, Would soon betray my Rest. 9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night, Those flaming Eyes that guard thy Law Would turn the Shades to Light. 10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour Are both alike to Thee; O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English