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Morning mercies, daily discipline

Author: John Keble Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #103 (1891) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Morning Mercies First Line: New every morning is the love Scripture: 1 John 1:1 Languages: English

Morning and evening mercies

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #104 (1891) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Morning Mercies First Line: My God, how endless is thy love! Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

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.) #182 (1786) Topics: God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal; God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew, Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #182 (1790) Topics: God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal; God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew, Their maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

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.) #194a (1786) Topics: God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal; God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #194a (1787) Topics: God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal; God goodness and mercy; God mercy and truth; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fix'd his throne on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts, who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, shew Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shall sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English

Psalm 103 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.226 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: God mercy and truth; Mercies and truth of God; Mercies common and special; God goodness and mercy; Mercies spiritual and temporal First Line: O bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

Psalm 103 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.227 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: God mercy and truth; Mercies and truth of God; Mercies common and special; God goodness and mercy; Mercies spiritual and temporal First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav'ns are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English

O bless the Lord, my soul!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #26 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: God mercy and truth; Mercies and truth of God; Mercies common and special; God goodness and mercy; Mercies spiritual and temporal Lyrics: O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English

My soul, repeat his praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #30 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: God mercy and truth; Mercies and truth of God; Mercies common and special; God goodness and mercy; Mercies spiritual and temporal Lyrics: My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav'ns are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English