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My GOD, my King, thy various Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P144d (1766) Topics: Spiritual Enemies overcome Lyrics: 1 My God, my King, thy various Praise Shall fill the Remnant of my Days; Thy Grace employ my humble Tongue Till Death and Glory raise the Song. 2 The Wings of ev'ry Hour shall bear Some thankful Tribute to thine Ear; And ev'ry setting Sun shall see New Works of Duty done for Thee. 3 Thy Truth and Justice I'll proclaim; Thy Bounty flows, an endless Stream; Thy Mercy swift, thine Anger slow, But dreadful to the stubborn Foe. 4 Thy Works with sov'reign Glory shine, And speak thy Majesty divine; Let Britain round her Shores proclaim The Sound and Honour of thy Name. 5 Let distant Times and Nations raise The long Succession of thy Praise, And unborn Ages make my Song The Joy and Labour of their Tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wond'rous Deeds, Thy greatness all our Thoughts exceeds; Vast and unsearchable thy Ways, Vast and immortal be thy Praise. Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English

The Vanilty of Man, and Condescension of GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #264b (1740) Topics: Spiritual Enemies overcome First Line: Lord, what is Man, poor feeble Man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is Man, poor feeble Man, Born of the Earth at first? His Life a Shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the Dust. 2 O what is feeble dying Man, Or any of his Race, That GOD should make it his Concern To visit him with Grace? 3 That GOD who darts his Lightnings down, Who shakes the Worlds above, And Mountains tremble at his Frown, How wond'rous is his Love! Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English

Grace above Riches; or, The Happy Nation

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #265a (1740) Topics: Spiritual Enemies overcome First Line: Happy the City, where their Sons Lyrics: 1 Happy the City, where their Sons, Like Pillars round a Palace set, And Daughters, bright as polish'd Stones, Give Strength and Beauty to the State. 2 Happy the Country, where the Sheep, Cattle and Corn, have large Increase; Where Men securely work or sleep, Nor Sons of Plunder break the Peace. 3 Happy the Nation thus endow'd, But more divinely blest are those On whom the All-Sufficient GOD Himself with all his Grace bestows. Scripture: Psalm 144:12-15 Languages: English

The Greatness of GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #265b (1740) Topics: Spiritual Enemies overcome First Line: My GOD, my KIng, tny various Praise Lyrics: 1 My God, my King, thy various Praise Shall fill the Remnant of my days; Thy Grace employ my humble Tongue Till Death and Glory raise the Song. 2 The Wings of ev'ry Hour shall bear Some thankful Tribute to thine Ear; And ev'ry setting Sun shall see New Works of Duty done for Thee. 3 Thy Truth and Justice I'll proclaim; Thy Bounty flows, an endless Stream; Thy Mercy swift, thine Anger slow, But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 4 Thy Works with sov'reign Glory shine, And speak thy Majesty divine; Let Britain round her Shores proclaim The Sound and Honour of thy Name. 5 Let distant Times and Nations raise The long Succession of thy Praise, And unborn Ages make my Song The Joy and Labour of their Tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wond'rous Deeds, Thy greatness all our Thoughts exceeds; Vast and unsearchable thy Ways, Vast and immortal be thy Praise. Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English

For ever blessed be the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #359 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome Lyrics: For ever blessed be the Lord, My Savior and my shield; He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care, Instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me through the war. A friend and helper so divine Does my weak courage raise; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine, And his shall be the praise. Scripture: Psalm 144:1-2 Languages: English

Happy the city, where their sons

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #605 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome Lyrics: Happy the city where their sons, Like pillars round a palace set, And daughters, bright as polished stones, Give strength and beauty to the state. Happy the country where the sheep, Cattle, and corn, have large increase; Where men securely work or sleep, Nor sons of plunder break the peace. Happy the nation thus endowed, But more divinely blest are those On whom the all-sufficient God Himself with all his grace bestows. Scripture: Psalm 144:12-15 Languages: English

Psalm 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.7 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome First Line: My God, how many are my fears! Lyrics: My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. The lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in heav'n; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiv'n. But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. [I cried, and from his holy hill He bowed a listening ear; I called my Father, and my God, And he subdued my fear. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wondered at the grace That guarded my repose.] What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood, Terrors no more shall shake my soul; My refuge is my God. Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, While I thy glory sing; My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And death has lost his sting. Salvation to the Lord belongs; His arm alone can save: Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave. Scripture: Psalm 3 Languages: English

Psalm 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.8 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome First Line: O Lord, how many are my foes Lyrics: O Lord, how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood! My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. Tired with the burdens of the day, To thee I raised an evening cry: Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. Supported by thine heav'nly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure: Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. But God sustained me all the night: Salvation doth to God belong; He raised my head to see the light, And make his praise my morning song. Scripture: Psalm 3:1-5 Languages: English

When I can read my Title clear

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LXV (1766) Topics: Deliverance from Spiritual Enemy Lyrics: 1 When I can read my Title clear To Mansions in the Skies, I bid Farewel to ev'ry Fear, And wipe my weeping Eyes. 2 Should Earth against my Soul engage, And hellish Darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's Rage, And face a frowning World. 3 Let Cares like a wild Deluge come, And Storms of Sorrow fall; May I but safely reach my Home, My God, my Heav'n my All. 4 There shall I bathe my weary Soul In Seas of heav'nly Rest; And not a Wave of Trouble roll Across my peaceful Breast. Languages: English

Doubts and Fears supprest: or GOD our Defence from Sin and Satan

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #7 (1740) Topics: Spiritual Enemies overcome First Line: My God, how many are my Fears! Lyrics: 2 My GOD, how many are my Fears! How fast my Foes increase! Conspiring my eternal Death, They break my present Peace. 2 The lying Tempter would persuade There's no Relief in Heav'n; And all my swelling Sins appear Too big to be forgiv'n. 3 But thou, my Glory and my Strength, Shalt on the Tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threat'ning Guilt, And raise my drooping Head. 4 [I cry'd, and from his holy Hill He bowed a list'ning Ear; I call'd my Father, and my GOD, And he subdu'd my Fear. 5 He shed soft Slumbers on mine Eyes; In spight of all my Foes; I woke, and wonder'd at the Grace That guarded my repose.] 6 What though the Hosts of Death and Hell All arm'd against me stood: Terrors no more shall shake my Soul; My Refuge is my GOD. 7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy Grace, While I thy Glory sing; My GOD has broke the Serpent's Teeth, And Death has lost his Sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His Arm alone can save. Blessings attend thy People here, And reach beyond the Grave. Scripture: Psalm 3 Languages: English