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Deliverance from Slander and Reproach

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.) #54 (1786) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: My heart rejoices in thy name Lyrics: 1 My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my heavenly trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 2 "My life is spent with grief, I cried, "My years consum'd in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, "And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on every side, Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. Pause. 5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain! 6 Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city wall'd and barr'd, Secures a saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7 Languages: English

Deliverance from Slander and Reproach

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #54 (1790) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: My heart rejoices in thy name Lyrics: 1 My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my heavenly trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 2 "My life is spent with grief, I cried, "My years consum'd in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, "And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on every side, Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. Pause. 5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain! 6 Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city wall'd and barr'd, Secures a saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7 Languages: English

Deliverance from Slander and Reproach

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.) #59 (1786) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: My heart rejoices in thy name Lyrics: 1 My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my heavenly trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 2 "My life is spent with grief, I cried, "My years consum'd in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, "And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on every side, Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. Pause. 5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain! 6 Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city wall'd and barr'd, Secures a saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7 Languages: English

Deliverance from Slander and Reproach

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #59 (1787) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: My heart rejoices in thy name Lyrics: 1 My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my heavenly trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 2 "My life is spent with grief, I cried, "My years consum'd in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, "And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on every side, Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. Pause. 5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain! 6 Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city wall'd and barr'd, Secures a saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7 Languages: English

Deliverance from Slander and Reproach

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #54 (1740) Topics: Deliverance from slander First Line: My Heart rejoices in thy Name Lyrics: 1 My Heart rejoices in thy Name, My GOD, my Help, my Trust; Thou hast preserv'd my Face from Shame, Mine Honour from the Dust. 2 "My Life is spent with Grief, I cry'd, "My Years consum'd in Groans, "My Strength decays, mine Eyes are dry'd, "And Sorrow wastes my Bones." 3 Among mine Enemies my Name Was a mere Proverb grown, While to my Neighbors I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on every Side Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the Throne of Grace apply'd, And speedy Rescue found. Pause. 5 How great deliv'rance thou hast wrought Before the Sons of Men! The lying Lips to Silence brought, And made their Boastings vain! 6 Thy Children from the Strife of Tongues Shall thy Pavilion hide; Guard them from Infamy and Wrongs, And crush the Sons of Pride. 7 Within thy secret Presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced City, wall'd and barr'd, Secures a Saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7-21 Languages: English

Psalm 31 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.68 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Deliverance from slander; Slander, deliverance from it First Line: My heart rejoices in thy name Lyrics: My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserved my face from shame, Mine honor from the dust. "My life is spent with grief," I cried, "My years consumed in groans, My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, And sorrow wastes my bones." Among mine enemies my name Was a mere proverb grown, While to my neighbors I became Forgotten and unknown. Slander and fear on every side Seized and beset me round I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. How great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boastings vain! Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide; Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city, walled and barred, Secures a saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7-13 Languages: English

Psalm 31 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.67 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Deliverance from slander; Slander, deliverance from it First Line: Unto thine hand, O God of truth Lyrics: Unto thine hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, And saved me from the pit. The passions of my hope and fear Maintained a doubtful strife, While sorrow, pain, and sin conspired To take away my life. "My times are in thine hand," I cried, "Though I draw near the dust; Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. O make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. ['Twas in my haste my spirit said, "I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes; But thou hast heard my cry.] Thy goodness how divinely free! How wondrous is thy grace To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises! O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud. Scripture: Psalm 31:5 Languages: English

LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXIV (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint, And to my humble Pray'r give Ear; Preserve my Life from cruel Foes, And free my troubled Soul from Fear; Hide me in some secure Retreat; The Plots of all my Foes defeat. 2 See how, intent to work my Harm, They whet their Tongues like sharpen'd Swords, And bend their Bows to shoot their Darts, Destructive Lies, and bitter Words: In secret, void of Fear and Shame, They at the Just direct their Aim. 3 To carry on their ill Designs, In frequent Councils they agree; They speak of laying private Snares, And vainly think that none shall see: With Care their wicked Plots they lay; Their Hearts designing to betray. 4 But GOD, to Anger justly mov'd, His dreadful Bows shall surely bend; And on his flying Arrow's Point Against them swift Destruction send: Their Slander on themselves shall fall, And they be scorn'd and shunn'd by all. 5 The World shall then GOD's Pow'r confess, And frighten'd Nations trembling stand; Convinc'd that 'tis the mighty Work, Of his uprais'd avenging Hand: For they shall see his Pow'r, and own That he is GOD supreme alone. 6 Whilst righteous Men whom he secures, Shall in his Mercy gladly trust; and all the list'nign Earth shall hear, The glorious Triumphs of the Just; The true of heart shall bless his Name, And to the world their Joy proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, hear the Voice of my Complaint]

My heart rejoices in thy name

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XXXI.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Deliverance from Slander and Reproach Lyrics: 8 My heart rejoices in thy name, My god, my heav'nly trust; Thou hast preserv'd me free from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 9"My life is spent with grief, I cry'd, "My years consum'd in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dry'd, "And sorrow wastes my bones." 10 Among mine enemies my name A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I become Forgotten and unknown. 11 Slander and fear on ev'ry side Seiz'd and beset me round, I to thy throne of grace apply'd, And speedy rescue found. 12 How great deliv'rance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain! 13 Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crunch the sons of pride. 14 Within thy secret presence Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd Secures a saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:8-14 Languages: English

O GOD, whose former Mercies make

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CIX (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 O GOD, whose former Mercies make My constant Praise thy Due, Hold not thy Peace, but my sad State, With wonted Favours view. For sinful Men, with lying Lips, Deceitful Speeches frame, And with their study'd Slander seek To wound my spotless Fame. 2 Their restless Hatred prompts them still Malicious Lies to spread; And all against my Life combine, By causeless Fury led. Those whom with tender'st Love I us'd, My chief Opposers are; Whilst I, of other Friends bereft, Resort to thee by Pray'r. 3 Since Mischief, for the Good I did, Their strange Reward does prove, And Hatred's the Return they make For undissembled Love, Their guilty Leaders shall be made To some ill Man a Slave; And, when he's try'd, his mortal Foe For his Accuser have. 4 His Guilt, when Sentence is pronounc'd, Shall meet a dreadful Fate, Whilst his rejected Pray'r but serves His Crimes to aggravate, He, snatch'd by some untimely Fate, Sha'n't live out half his Days: Another, by divine Decree, Shall on his Office seize. 5 His Seed shall Orphans be, his Wife A Widow, plung'd in Grief; His vagrant Children beg their Bread, Where none can give Relief. His ill-got Riches shall be made To Usurers a Prey; The Fruit of all his Toil shall be By Strangers borne away. 6 None shall be found that to his Wants Their Mercy will extend, Or to his helpless Orphan Seed The least Assistance lend. A swift Destruction soon shall seize On his unhappy Race; And the next Age his hated Name Shall utterly deface. 7 The Vengeance of his Father's Sins, Upon his Head shall fall; GOD on his Mother's Crimes shall think, And punish him for all. All these. in horrid Order rank'd, Before the LORD shall stand, Till his fierce Anger quite cuts off Their Mem'ry from the Land. Part II 8 Because he never Mercy shew'd, But still the Poor oppress'd; And sought to slay the helpless Man, With heavy Woes distress'd. Therefore the Curse he lov'd to vent, Shall his own Portion prove; And Blessings, which he still abhorr'd, Shall far from him remove. 9 Since he in cursing took such Pride, Like Water it shall spread Through all his Veins, and stick like Oil, With which his Bones are fed. This, like a poison'd Robe, shall still His constant Cov'ring be, Or an envonom'd Belt, from which He never shall be free. 10 Thus shall the LORD reward all those, That ill to me design, That with malicious false Reports Against my Life combine. But for thy glorious Name, O GOD, Do thou deliver me; And for thy gracious Mercy's sake, Preserve and set me free. 11 For I, to utmost Straits reduc'd, Am void of all Relief; My Heart is wounded with Distress, And quite pierc'd through with Grief. I, like an Ev'ning Shade, decline, Which vanishes apace: Like Locusts up and down I'am toss'd, And have no certain Place. 12 My Knees with Fasting are grown weak, My body lank and lean; All that behold me, shake their Heads, And treat me with Disdain. But for thy Mercy's sake, O LORD, Do thou my Foes withstand; That all may see 'tis thy own Act, The Work of thy Right-Hand. 13 Then let them curse, so thou but bless; Let Shame the Portion be Of all that my Destruction seek, While I rejoice in thee. My Foe shall with Disgrace be cloath'd; And, spite of all his Pride, His own Confusion, like a Cloke, The guilty Wretch shall hide. 14 But I to GOD, in grateful Thanks, My chearful Voice will raise; And where the great Assembly meets, Set forth his noble Praise. For him the Poor shall always find Their sure and constant Friend; And he shall from unrighteous Dooms Their guiltless Souls defend. Scripture: Psalm 109 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God whose former Mercies make]

The Lord hath spoke, the mighty God

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #L (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 The Lord hath spoke, the mighty GOD Hath sent his Summons all abroad, From dawning Light, till Day declines; The list'ning Earth his Voice has heard, And he from Sion hath appear'd, Where Beauty in Perfection shines. 2 Our GOD shall come, and keep no more Misconstru'd Silence as before; But wasting Flames before him send: Around shall Tempests fiercely rage, While he does Heaven and Earth engage, His just Tribunal to attend. 3 "Assemble all my Saints to me, (Thus runs the great divine Decree,} "That in my lasting Cov'nant live; "And Off'rings bring with constant Care." The Heav'n's his Justice shall declare, For GOD himself shall Sentence give. 4 Attend my People, Israel hear, Thy strong Accuser I'll appear; Thy GOD, thy only GOD, am I, 'Tis not of Off'rings I complain, Which, daily in my Temple slain, My sacred Altar did supply. 5 Will this alone Atonement make? No Bullocks from thy Stall I'll take, Nor He-Goat from thy Fold accept: The Forest Beasts that range alone, The Cattle too are all my own, That on a thousand Hills are kept. 6 I know the Fowls that build their Nests, In craggy Rocks; and Savage Beasts, That loosely haunt the open Fields: If seiz'd with Hunger, I could be, I need not seek Relief from thee; Since the World's mine, and all it yields. 7 Think'st thou, that I have any need On slaughter'd Bulls and Goats to feed, To eat their Flesh and drink their Blood? The Sacrifices I require, Are Hearts which Love and Zeal inspire, And Vows with strictest Care made good. 8 In Times of Trouble, call on me, And I will set thee safe and free; And thou Returns of Praise shall make; But to the Wicked, thus saith GOD, How dar'st thou teach my Laws abroad, Or in thy Mouth my Cov'nant take? 9 For stubborn thou, confirm'd in Sin, Hast Proof against Instruction been, And of my Word didst lightly speak: When thou a subtle Thief did'st see, Thou gladly did'st with him agree, And with Adult'rers didst partake. 10 Vile Slander is thy chief Delight; Thy Tongue, by Envy mov'd and Spite, Deceitful Tales does hourly spread; Thou dost with hateful Scandals wound, Thy Brother, and with Lies confound, The Offspring of thy Mother's Bed. 11 These Things didst thou, whom still I strove To gain, with Silence, and with Love; 'Till thou did'st wickedly surmise, That I was such a one as thou; But I'll reprove and shame thee now, And set thy Sins before thy Eyes. 12 Mark this, ye wicked Fools, lest I Let all my Bolts of Vengeance fly, Whilst none shall dare your Cause to own. Who praises me, due Honour gives; And to the Man that justly lives, My strong Salvation shall be shown. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English Tune Title: [The Lord hath spoke, the mighty God]

My Heart rejoices in thy Name

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P31b (1766) Topics: Deliverance from slander Lyrics: 1 My Heart rejoices in thy Name, My GOD, my Help, my Trust; Thou hast preserv'd my Face from Shame, Mine Honour from the Dust. 2 "My Life is spent with Grief, I cry'd, "My Years consum'd in Groans, "My Strength decays, mine Eyes are dry'd, "And Sorrow wastes my Bones." 3 Among mine Enemies my Name Was a mere Proverb grown, While to my Neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and Fear on every Side Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the Throne of Grace apply'd, And speedy Rescue found. Pause. 5 How great Deliv'rance thou hast wrought Before the Sons of Men! The lying Lips to Silence brought, And made their Boastings vain! 6 Thy Children from the Strife of Tongues Shall thy Pavilion hide; Guard them from Infamy and Wrongs, And crush the Sons of Pride. 7 Within thy secret Presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced City, wall'd and barr'd, Secures a Saint so well. Scripture: Psalm 31:7-21 Languages: English

My Rock and My Refuge

Author: Martin E. Leckebusch Hymnal: Christian Worship #31C (2021) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Topics: Slander First Line: My rock and my refuge, take note of my cry Scripture: Psalm 31 Languages: English Tune Title: CHEERFUL

Deliverance from Death

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.) #53b (1786) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: To thee, O God of truth and love Lyrics: 1 To thee, O God of truth and love My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 Despair and comfort, hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 "My time is in thy hand, I cried, "Though I draw near the dust;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 Oh make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. Pause. 5 'Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How sweet thy smiling face, To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promis'd grace. 7 Oh love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompence the proud. Scripture: Psalm 31:5 Languages: English

Deliverance from Death

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #53b (1790) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: To thee, O God of truth and love Lyrics: 1 To thee, O God of truth and love My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 Despair and comfort, hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 "My time is in thy hand, I cried, "Though I draw near the dust;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 Oh make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. Pause. 5 'Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How sweet thy smiling face, To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promis'd grace. 7 Oh love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompence the proud. Scripture: Psalm 31:12-13 Languages: English

Deliverance from Death

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.) #58b (1786) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: To thee, O God of truth and love Lyrics: 1 To thee, O God of truth and love My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 Despair and comfort, hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 "My time is in thy hand, I cried, "Though I draw near the dust;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 Oh make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. Pause. 5 'Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How sweet thy smiling face, To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promis'd grace. 7 Oh love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompence the proud. Scripture: Psalm 31:5 Languages: English

Deliverance from Death

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #58b (1787) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: To thee, O God of truth and love Lyrics: 1 To thee, O God of truth and love My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 Despair and comfort, hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 "My time is in thy hand, I cried, "Though I draw near the dust;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 Oh make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. Pause. 5 'Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How sweet thy smiling face, To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promis'd grace. 7 Oh love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompence the proud. Scripture: Psalm 31:5 Languages: English

A Penitent pleading for Pardon

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.) #93 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

A Penitent pleading for Pardon

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #93 (1790) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed

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.) #94a (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

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.) #94b (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me, that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #94a (1790) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we'er defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hysop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #94b (1790) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin; Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me, that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

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.) #95 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; Oh make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a-new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #95 (1790) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a-new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

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.) #96 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain For sin could e'er attone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English

Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #96 (1790) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain For sin could e'er atone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A Humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English

A Penitent pleading for Pardon

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.) #100a (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are grea,t but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgement grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed

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.) #100b (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hysop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

A Penitent pleading for Pardon

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #100a (1787) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgement grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #100b (1787) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

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.) #101 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #101 (1787) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

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.) #102 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; Oh make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a-new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #102 (1787) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a-new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #103 (1787) Topics: Deliverance from slander; Deliverance from slander First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain For sin could e'er atone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

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.) #222b (1786) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #222b (1790) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

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.) #237a (1786) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #237a (1787) Topics: Slander Deliverance from it; Slander Deliverance from it First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

Thou whom my soul admires above

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #559 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Deliverance from slander; Slander, deliverance from it Lyrics: Thou whom my soul admires above All earthly joy and earthly love, Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow? Where is the shadow of that rock, That from the sun defends thy flock? Fain would I feed among thy sheep, Among them rest, among them sleep. Why should thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths unknown? My constant feet would never rove, Would never seek another love. [The footsteps of thy flock I see; Thy sweetest pastures here they be; A wondrous feast thy love prepares, Bought with thy wounds, and groans, and tears. His dearest flesh he makes my food, And bids me drink his richest blood: Here to these hills my soul will come, Till my Beloved lead me home.] Scripture: Song of Solomon 1:7 Languages: English

Behold the Rose of Sharon here

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #560 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Deliverance from slander; Slander, deliverance from it Lyrics: Behold the Rose of Sharon here, The Lily which the valleys bear; Behold the Tree of Life, that gives Refreshing fruit and healing leaves. Amongst the thorns so lilies shine; Amongst wild gourds the noble vine; So in mine eyes my Savior proves, Amidst a thousand meaner loves. Beneath his cooling shade I sat, To shield me from the burning heat; Of heav'ly fruit he spreads a feast, To feed mine eyes and please my taste. [Kindly he brought me to the place Where stands the banquet of his grace; He saw me faint, and o'er my head The banner of his love he spread. With living bread and gen'rous wine, He cheers this sinking heart of mine; And op'ning his own heart to me, He shows his thoughts how kind they be.] O never let my Lord depart; Lie down, and rest upon my heart; I charge my sins not once to move, Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my Love. Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:1-4 Languages: English

In deep Distress I oft have cry'd

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXX (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting; Prayers Of the Church Particularly of Believers when slandered Lyrics: 1 In deep Distress I oft have cry'd To GOD, who never yet deny'd, To rescue me, oppress'd with Wrongs; Once more, O LORD, Deliv'rance sned, From lying Lips my Soul defend, And from the Rage of sland'ring Tongues; Which daily strive to wound my Fame, And blest the Credit of my Name. 3 What little Profit can accrue, And yet, what heavy Wrath is due, O thou perfidious Tongue, to thee? Thy Sting upon thyself shall turn; Of lasting Flames, that fiercely burn, The constant Fuel thou shalt be: Thus shall the Vengeance of the LORD Thy Torment be and dread Reward. 3 But O! how wretched is my Doom, Who am a Sojourner become, In barren Mesech's desart Soil! With Kedar's wicked Tents inclos'd, To lawless Savages expos'd, Who live on nought but Theft and Spoil: Oh, when shall I Deliv'rance find, From such as grieve my troubled Mind! 4 My hapless Dwelling is with those, Who Peace and Amity oppose, And Pleasure take in others Harms: Sweet Peace is all I court and seek; But when to them of Peace I speak, They straight cry out, to Arms, to Arms. My Soul is overwhelm'd with Care, Whilst for the Battle they prepare. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English Tune Title: [In deep Distress I oft have cry'd]

How Wickedly They Spread Their Lies

Author: Christopher Idle Hymnal: Christian Worship #109A (2021) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Topics: Slander Lyrics: 1 How wickedly they spread their lies and speak with vicious tongue! My prayer, my friendship they despise and do me groundless wrong. I praise my God, but I implore: do not stay silent any more. 2 How terribly will they be shamed when they are justly tried! Their days are shortened, prayers condemned, th'accuser at their side. The traitor dies in deep disgrace, so let another take his place. 3 How fearfully we hear the doom on all their kith and kin! Their work, their wealth, their name, their home all suffer for their sin. They did not bless and reaped the blame; they loved to curse and curses came. 4 How tenderly the LORD will deal with us, when stalked by death! The wounded he will lift and heal, the fainting, fill with breath. I plead your love, your name alone: save me, my God; your pow'r make known! 5 How graciously your hand will bless when my accusers curse! Dishonor is their chosen dress; their slanders you reverse. I praise the LORD who judges them; when God defends, who shall condemn? Scripture: Psalm 109 Languages: English Tune Title: TYDI A RODDAIST

Psalm 120

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.282 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Slander, deliverance from it First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suff'ring state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips that love deceit? Hard lot of mine! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. O might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! Should burning arrows smite thee through Strict justice would approve; But I had rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LII (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r, Thou boast'st thyself in Ill; Since GOD, who is my Strength and Tow'r, Vouchsafes his Favour still: Secur'd by his Almighty Hand, Your Malice I withstand. 2 Thy Tonge to Mischief still inclin'd, Doth sland'rous Tales devise; Thy Heart in malice hath design'd, To wound with treach'rous Lies; Thy Thoughts thou dost in Schemes employ, The Righteous to destroy. 3 Thy Tongue delights in Words, whereby The Guiltless are oppress'd; But GOD shall all thy Pow'r defy, And thou shalt be suppress'd; The LORD shall not permit thy Stay, But snatch thee soon away. 4 The Just, who wait with pious Fear Thy sudden Fall to see; At last shall find thee quite o'erthrown, And from thy Ruin flee; They at the Downfal of thy Pride, Shall thus thy Joy deride: 5 "See there the Man who GOD defy'd; "Despis'd his Holy Will, "And on his Wealth and Art rely'd, "To be protected still: "His Pride, which more and more did grow, "Is now at last brought low." 6 But I am like those Olive Plants, Which shade GOD's Temple round; And hope with his refreshing Grace, To be for ever crown'd: In his Indulgence I'll rejoice, And shout with chearful Voice. 7 So shalt thou still, O GOD, be prais'd, For all thy wond'rous Love, And thy great Name in Anthems rais'd, For this thy Saints approve: While on thy Word I rest secure, Which stands forever sure. Scripture: Psalm 52 Languages: English Tune Title: [In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r]

Preserve me, LORD from crafty Foes

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXL (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, LORD, from crafty Foes Of base and treacherous Intent; And from the Sons of Violence, On Strife and open Mischief bent. 2 Their sland'ring Tongues the Serpent's Sting, Though keen, in Sharpness does exceed: Between their Lips the Gall of Asps And Adder's mortal Venom breed. 3 Preserve me, LORD, from wicked Hands, Nor leave my helpless Soul forlorn, A Prey to Sons of Violence, Who have my utter Ruin sworn. 4 The Proud for me have laid their Snare, And spread abroad their wily Net; With Traps and Gins, where e'er I move, I find my dang'rous Steps beset. 5 But thus, environ'd with Distress, Thou art my only GOD, I said; LORD, hear my supplicating Voice, That calls to thee for Aid. 6 O LORD, the GOD, whose saving Strength, Kind Succour did to me convey; And cover'd my advent'rous Head, In the fierce Battle's doubtful Day. 7 Permit not their unjust Designs To answer their base Heart's Desire; Lest they, encourag'd by Success, Should yet to bolder Crimes aspire. 8 Let first their Chiefs the sad Effects Of their unjust Oppression mourn; The Blast of their envenom'd Breath, Do thou upon themselves return. 9 Let them, who kindled first the Flame, The first it's Sacrifice become; The Pit Which they design'd for me, Be made their own untimely Tomb. 10 Though Sland'rer's Breath may raise a Storm, That fleeting Breath will quick decay; Their Rage does but the Torrent swell, That bears themselves by Force away. 11 GOD will assert the poor Man's Cause, And speedy Help and Succour give; The Just shall celebrate his Praise, And in his Presence ever live. Scripture: Psalm 140 Languages: English Tune Title: [Preserve me, Lord, from crafty Foes]

Brother, dear brother

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #X (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting First Line: Why dost thou now withdraw thy Presence, LORD! Lyrics: 1 Why dost thou now withdraw thy Presence, LORD! Why hidest thou thy Face in my Distress? Why wilt thou not thy wonted Aid afford, When Sorrows deep my trouble Soul oppress? Behold the Heathen, swell'd with Haughtiness, Have with deceitful Wiles the Poor annoyed; But in their Treach'ry let them be destroyed. 2 Triumphant they rejoice, with Pride elate, To see Success their ill Designs attend: And still the sordid Wretch, whom thou dost hate, With Insolence perversly they commend, And for supreme Authority contend: Their stubborn Minds all higher Pow'r disdaining, And in their Hearts no Thoughts of GOD retaining. 3 Oppressive Ways they eagerly pursue, And with contemptuous Scorn their Foes they slight; Because thy Judgments, tho' for ever true Are unobserv'd, and far above their Sight: Deluded, still they think their Actions right; And as thy Vengeance hath not yet distress'd them, They think no Troubles ever shall molest them. 4 Their Words are nought but Treach'ry and Deceit; Their Mouths with Curses fill'd and sland'rous Lies; The wicked Purposes they would compleat, Are always cover'd with a fair Disguise; Near publick Roads they lurk, that by Surprize The Poor and Innocent may be destroyed; Thus is their Art and Malice still employed. 5 Not watchful Lions, lurking in their Den, With greater Fierceness catch their heedless Prey Than these Deceivers take unwary Men; Or threat them, taken, with more Rage than they: Sometimes a deeming Homage they will pay, A humble Look and harmless Aspect wearing; Thus are the Poor deceiv'd, no Danger fearing. 6 They in their Hearts have said, "God hath forgot; "The LORD will not our wicked Actions see: "He doth not heed our deep designed Plot; "So shall the Innocent ensnared be." Arise, O LORD, the Poor from Danger free! Thy mighty Arm against thy Foes extending, Thy humble People from all Harm defending. 7 But why is GOD contemn'd by wicked Men? Because in Pride presumtuously they say, "The LORD regards us no; he never can "Call to account, and our Misdeeds repay:" But thou wilt try all those who go astray: And when the Poor and Orphans are distressed, They look to thee alone to be redressed. 8 Defenceless let the Evil-minded fall, While all their boasted Strength proves but in vain; Ev'n in their dark Designs destroy them all, Till none of all their num'rous Race remain: Thy just Dominion, LORD, assert again; That from thy chosen Land may be expelled, All those who have against thy Pow'r rebelled. 9 Thou always dost thos humble Suppliants hear, That prostrate fall before thy sacred Throne: Thou dost at first incline their Hearts to Pray'r, Then grantest what thy ask; for thou alone Canst help the Fatherless and Poor undone: So shall the earthly Tyrants be destroyed. Who have their Craft against thy Saints employed. Scripture: Psalm 10 Tune Title: [Why dost thou now withdraw thy presence, Lord]

Judge All the Nations

Hymnal: Christian Worship #7A (2021) Topics: Slander First Line: Arise, LORD, in your anger Refrain First Line: Judge all the nations an vindicate me, LORD Languages: English Tune Title: [Judge all the nations and vindicate me, LORD]

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