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Prayer heard, and Zion restored
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.) #177 (1786) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Let Zion, and her sons rejoice Lyrics: 1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice,
Behold the promis'd hour:
Her Gos hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt his power.
2 Her dust and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He sits a sovereign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes:
He hears the dying prisoners' groan,
And sees their sighs arise.
5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death,
And when his saints complain,
It shan't be said, "That praying breath
"Was ever spent in vain."
6 This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record;
That ages yet unborn may read,
And trust, and praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 102:13-21 Languages: English
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #177 (1790) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Let Zion, and her sons rejoice Lyrics: 1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice,
Behold the promis'd hour:
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt his power.
2 Her dust and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He sits a sovereign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes:
He hears the dying prisoners groan,
And sees their sighs arise.
5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death,
And when his saints complain,
It shan't be said, "That praying breath
"Was ever spent in vain."
6 This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record;
That ages yet unborn may read,
And trust, and praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 102:13-21 Languages: English
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
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.) #178 (1786) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: It is the Lord our Saviour's hand Lyrics: 1 It is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race;
Disease and death at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
Thy years are one eternal day,
And must thy children die so soon?
3 Yet in the midst of death and grief
This thought our sorrow should assuage;
"Our Father and our Saviour live;
"Christ is the same through every age."
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid;
Heaven is the building of his hand;
This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade;
And all be chang'd at his command.
5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments, shall be laid aside;
But still thy throne stands firm on high,
Thy church forever must abide.
6 Before thy face thy church shall live;
And on thy throne thy children reign;
This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again. Scripture: Psalm 102:23-28 Languages: English
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #178 (1790) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: It is the Lord our Saviour's hand Lyrics: 1 It is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race;
Disease and death at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
Thy years are one eternal day,
And must thy children die so soon?
3 Yet in the midst of death and grief
This thought our sorrow should assuage;
"Our Father and our Saviour live;
"Christ is the same through every age."
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid;
Heaven is the building of his hand;
This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade;
And all be chang'd at his command.
5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments, shall be laid aside:
But still thy throne stands firm on high,
Thy church forever must abide.
6 Before thy face thy church shall live;
And on thy throne thy children reign;
This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again. Scripture: Psalm 102:23-28 Languages: English
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
A prayer of the afflicted
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.) #187 (1786) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face,
But answer, lest I die;
Hast thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry?
2 My days are wasted like the smoke
Dissolving in the air;
My strength is dry'd, my heart is broke,
And sinking in dispair.
3 My spirits flag like withering grass
Burnt with excessive heat:
In secret groans my minutes pass,
And I forget to eat.
4 As on some lonely building’s top,
The sparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I sit and grieve alone.
5 My soul is like a wilderness
Where beasts of midnight howl;
Where the sad raven finds her place,
And where the screaming owl.
6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears
Dwell in my troubled breast;
While sharp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor give my spirit rest.
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repast;
My daily bread, like ashes grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
8 Sense can afford no real joy
To souls that feel thy frown;
Lord ’twas thy hand advanc'd me high
Thy hand hath cast me down.
9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear;
And life’s declining light
Grows faint as evening-shadows are,
That vanish into night.
10 But thou forever art the same,
O my eternal God;
Ages to come shall know thy name,
And spread thy works abroad.
11 Thou wilt arise, and show thy face,
Nor will my Lord delay,
Beyond th’ appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day.
12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry,
And by mysterious ways,
Redeems the prisoners, doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praise. Scripture: Psalm 102:20-21 Languages: English
A prayer of the afflicted
A prayer of the afflicted
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #187 (1787) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face,
But answer, lest I die;
Hast thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry?
2 My days are wasted like the smoke
Dissolving in the air;
My strength is dry'd, my heart is broke,
And sinking in despair.
3 My spirits flag like withering grass
Burnt with excessive heat:
In secret groans my minutes pass,
And I forget to eat.
4 As on some lonely building’s top,
The sparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I sit and grieve alone.
5 My soul is like a wilderness
Where beasts of midnight howl;
Where the sad raven finds her place,
And where the screaming owl.
6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears
Dwell in my troubled breast;
While sharp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor give my spirit rest.
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repast;
My daily bread, like ashes grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
8 Sense can afford no real joy
To souls that feel thy frown;
Lord ’twas thy hand advanc'd me high
Thy hand hath cast me down.
9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear;
And life’s declining light
Grows faint as evening-shadows are,
That vanish into night.
10 But thou forever art the same,
O my eternal God;
Ages to come shall know thy name,
And spread thy works abroad.
11 Thou wilt arise, and show thy face,
Nor will my Lord delay,
Beyond th’ appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day.
12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry,
And by mysterious ways,
Redeems the prisoners, doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praise. Scripture: Psalm 102:1-13 Languages: English
A prayer of the afflicted
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
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.) #188 (1786) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Let Zion, and her sons rejoice Lyrics: 1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice,
Behold the promis'd hour:
Her Gos hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt his power.
2 Her dust and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He sits a sovereign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes:
He hears the dying prisoners' groan,
And sees their sighs arise.
5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death,
And when his saints complain,
It shan't be said, "That praying breath
"Was ever spent in vain."
6 This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record;
That ages yet unborn may read,
And trust, and praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 102:13-21 Languages: English
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #188 (1787) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Let Zion, and her sons rejoice Lyrics: 1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice,
Behold the promis'd hour:
Her Gos hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt his power.
2 Her dust and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there;
Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He sits a sovereign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes:
He hears the dying prisoners' groan,
And sees their sighs arise.
5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death,
And when his saints complain,
It shan't be said, "That praying breath
"Was ever spent in vain."
6 This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record;
That ages yet unborn may read,
And trust, and praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 102:13-21 Languages: English
Prayer heard, and Zion restored
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
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.) #189 (1786) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: It is the Lord our Saviour's hand Lyrics: 1 It is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race;
Disease and death at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
Thy years are one eternal day,
And must thy children die so soon?
3 Yet in the midst of death and grief
This thought our sorrow should assuage;
"Our Father and our Saviour live;
"Christ is the same through every age."
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid;
Heaven is the building of his hand;
This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade;
And all be chang'd at his command.
5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments, shall be laid aside;
But still thy throne stands firm on high;
Thy church forever must abide.
6 Before thy face thy church shall live;
And on thy throne thy children reign;
This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again. Scripture: Psalm 102:23-28 Languages: English
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #189 (1787) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: It is the Lord our Saviour's hand Lyrics: 1 It is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race;
Disease and death at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
Thy years are one eternal day,
And must thy children die so soon?
3 Yet in the midst of death and grief
This thought our sorrow should assuage;
"Our Father and our Saviour live;
:Christ is the same through every age."
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid;
Heaven is the building of his hand;
This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade;
And all be chang'd at his command.
5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments, shall be laid aside:
But still thy throne stands firm on high;
Thy church forever must abide.
6 Before thy face thy church shall live;
And on thy throne thy children reign;
This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again. Scripture: Psalm 102:23-28 Languages: English
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives
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