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All Praise and Thanks to You
Author: N. D. Sprott Hymnal: Sing a New Song #41 (1981) Topics: Liturgical Praise and Thanksgiving First Line: All praise and thanks to you O God Languages: English Tune Title: [All praise and thanks to you O God]
All Praise and Thanks to You
Alleluia! Praise His Name
Author: Patrick Musab-Ali Hymnal: Sing a New Song #42 (1981) Topics: Liturgical Praise and Thanksgiving First Line: Brothers and sisters, we come here today Refrain First Line: Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise his name! Languages: English Tune Title: [Brothers and sisters, we come here today]
Alleluia! Praise His Name
It Is a Good Thing to Give Thanks
Author: Edward Waldron Hymnal: Sing a New Song #43 (1981) Topics: Liturgical Praise and Thanksgiving First Line: It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord Languages: English Tune Title: [It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord]
It Is a Good Thing to Give Thanks
Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!
Author: Norbert Farrell Hymnal: Sing a New Song #44 (1981) Topics: Liturgical Praise and Thanksgiving First Line: Holy, holy, holy! Holy, holy, holy! Refrain First Line: Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice! Come let us praise the Lord Languages: English Tune Title: [Holy, holy, holy! Holy, holy, holy!]
Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!
Sing Praises to the Lord
Author: Derek Clouden Hymnal: Sing a New Song #45 (1981) Topics: Liturgical Praise and Thanksgiving First Line: Sing praises to the Lord! Languages: English Tune Title: [Sing praises to the Lord]
Sing Praises to the Lord
My Soul, inspir'd with sacred Love
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings Forgivness of Sins; Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 My Soul, inspir'd with sacred Love,
GOD's holy Name for ever bless;
Of all his Favours mindful prove,
And still thy grateful Thanks express:
'Tis he, that all thy Sins forgives;
And after Sickness makes thee sound;
From Danger he thy Life retrieves,
By him with Grace and Mercy crown'd.
2 He with good Things thy Mouth supplies,
Thy Vigour, Eagle-like, renews;
He, when the guiltless Suff'rer cries,
His Foe with just Revenge pursues;
GOD made of old his righteous Ways,
To Moses and our Fathers, known;
His Works, to his eternal Praise,
Were to the Sons of Jacob shown.
3 The LORD abounds with tender Love,
And unexampled Acts of Grace;
His waken'd Wrath doth slowly move,
His willing Mercy flows apace.
GOD will not always harshly chide,
But with his Anger quickly part;
And loves his Punishment to guide,
More by his Love than our Desert.
4 As high as Heav'n its Arch extends
Above this little Spot of Clay;
So much his boundless Love transcends,
The small Respects that we can pay:
As far as 'tis from East to West,
So far has he our Sins remov'd;
Who with a Father's tender Breast,
Has such as fear him always lov'd.
5 For GOD, who all our Frame surveys,
Considers that we are but Clay;
How fresh foe'er we seem, our Days
Like Grass or Flow'rs must fade away:
Whilst they are nipt with sudden Blasts,
Nor can we find their former Place;
GOD's faithful Mercy ever lasts,
To those that fear him, and their Race.
6 This shall attend on such as still,
Proceed in his appointed Way;
And who not only know his Will,
But to it, just Obedience pay:
The LORD, the universal King,
In Heav'n has fix'd his lofty Throne;
To him, ye Angels, Praises sing,
In whose great Strength his Pow'r is shown.
7 Ye that his just Commands obey,
And hear and do his sacred Will;
Ye Hosts of his, this Tribute pay,
Who still what he ordains fulfill:
Let ev'ry Creature jointly bless,
The mighty LORD: and thou, my Heart,
With grateful Joy thy Thanks express,
And in this Concert bear thy Part. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul inspir'd by sacred Love]
My Soul, inspir'd with sacred Love
In Great Thanksgiving
Author: Melchizedek M. Solis Hymnal: Hymns from the Four Winds #67 (1983) Topics: Responses to God Thanksgivings First Line: In great thanksgiving, O Love Divine Scripture: Romans 12:1 Languages: English Tune Title: MALATE
In Great Thanksgiving
Harvest Thanksgiving
Author: Ok In Lim; Hae Jong Kim Hymnal: Hymns from the Four Winds #65 (1983) Topics: The Christian Life Harvest and Thanksgiving; Responses to God Thanksgivings First Line: All mountains are aburning with fall's colors bright Refrain First Line: As far as our earthly eyes can see Scripture: Acts 14:17 Languages: English Tune Title: KAHM-SAH
Harvest Thanksgiving
National Thanksgiving
Hymnal: The Hymn Book of the African Methodist Episcopal Church #783 (1877) Topics: Fasts and Thanksgivings First Line: Swell the anthem, raise the song Languages: English
National Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving for peace
Author: Steele Hymnal: The Hymn Book of the African Methodist Episcopal Church #786 (1877) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Fasts and Thanksgivings First Line: When angry nations rush to arms Languages: English
Thanksgiving for peace
General Thanksgiving
Author: Gibbons Hymnal: The Hymn Book of the African Methodist Episcopal Church #787 (1877) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Fasts and Thanksgivings First Line: Through all the lofty sky Languages: English
General Thanksgiving
All of the World God Did Create
Author: Byung Sup Ban; T. Tom Lee; Esther Rice Hymnal: Hymns from the Four Winds #27 (1983) Topics: Responses to God Thanksgivings Scripture: John 1:3 Languages: English Tune Title: HYOUNG-JEH
All of the World God Did Create
Praise Our God Above
Author: Tzu-chen Chao; Frank W. Price Hymnal: Hymns from the Four Winds #81 (1983) Topics: The Christian Life Harvest and Thanksgiving; Responses to God Thanksgivings Scripture: Acts 14:17 Languages: English Tune Title: HSUAN P'ING
Praise Our God Above
Blest is the Man, to whom the GOD of Heaven
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings Forgivness of Sins Lyrics: 1 Blest is the Man, to whom the GOD of Heaven,
All his Transgressions freely hath forgiven:
Whose Guilt is cover'd, and shall not appear;
At GOD's Tribunal to condemn him there.
Thrice bless'd is he, who as he has transgressed,
With contrite Heart hath all his Crimes confessed;
To whom the LORD will not impute his Sin,
And whose pure Soul from all Deceit is clean.
2 Whilst I concael'd my Sin, my heart was grieved,
My Bones consuming could not be relieved;
All Day, did I with Anguish roar;
But no Complaints assuag'd my fretting Sore.
Heavy, O LORD! thy Hand on me remain'd,
And I was quite of vital Moisture drained;
Like parched Lands, with Summer's Drought opprest,
And equally by Day and Night distress'd.
3 But I no sooner had my Guilt disclosed,
Than thy Forgiveness kindly interposed;
I shew'd the Wound that tortur'd me within,
And Mercy's healing Balm was poured in.
Thus with Success Repentance shall be crowned,
Whilst in the Flood the thoughtless Wretch is drowned:
To those who seek, and would thy Pardon find,
Thou art, O LORD! in mercy still inclin'd.
Part II
4 Thy Mercies never fail, when I'm distressed,
By thee, my haughty Foes are all suppressed:
Thou art my Refuge, safe I will rejoice,
And thee, my Saviour, praise with Heart and Voice.
If then my safe Instructions you confide in,
The sacred paths of Truth you will abide in;
Your Progress I securely will direct,
And with my watchful Eye your Ways protect.
5 Be ye like Men who Reason have attained,
And not like those whose Fury must be reined;
Behave not like th' ungovern'd Horse or Mule,
But yield yourselves to Wisdom's sacred Rule,
Sorrows on Sorrows ever multiplied,
Are heap'd on those who have the LORD defied;
While plenteous Mercy shall the Just surround,
Who have in him their only Refuge found.
6 Then let the Saints be glad in GOD their Saviour;
Rejoice, ye Righteous, in th' Almighty's Favour:
Ye upright ones, your chearful Voices raise,
In grateful Raptures sing JEHOVAH's Praise.
Scripture: Psalm 32 Languages: English Tune Title: [Blest is the man, to whom the God of Heaven]
Blest is the Man, to whom the GOD of Heaven
For ever bless'd be GOD, the LORD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLIV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 For ever bless'd be GOD, the LORD,
Who does his needful Aid impart,
At once both Strength and Skill afford
To wield my Arms with warlike Art;
He is my Fort, my Tow'r and shield,
And makes fierce Nations to me yield.
2 LORD, what's in Man that thou should'st love,
Of him such tender Care to take?
What in his Offspring could thee move,
Such great Account of him to make?
Man's Thoughts are vain, his Life doth fade,
And passeth like a flying Shade.
3 In solemn State, O GOD, descend,
Whilst Heav'n it's lofty Head inclines;
The smoking Hills in sunder rend,
Of thy Approach the awful Signs,
With Lightnings fierce thy foes defeat,
With Arrows make their Fall compleat.
4 Do thou, O LORD, from Heav'n engage
Thy boundless Pow'r my Foes to quell;
And snatch me from the stormy Rage
Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell;
From Foes, whose Speeches all are vain,
Whose right Hand Wickedness maintain.
5 So I to thee, O King of Kings,
In new-made Hymns my Voice shall raise,
And Instruments of various Strings
Shall help me thus to sing thy Praise,
"GOD does to Kings his Succour send,
"His Servant David he'll defend."
6 Fight thou against my foreign Foes,
Who utter Speeches false and vain;
Who, though in solemn Leagues they close,
Their sworn Engagements ne'er maintain;
Our Sons shall then like Fruit-Trees grow,
Our Daughters like fair Pillars show.
7 Our Garners fill'd with various Store,
Shall us and ours with Plenty feed;
Our Sheep, encreasing more and more,
Shall Thousands and Ten thousands breed;
Strong shall our lab'ring Oxen grow,
Whilst we no War or Slav'ry know.
8 Our Wealth shall never feel Decay,
No Sorrow in our Streets be found;
Our Days in Peace shall glide away,
Whilst we in ev'ry Good abound;
Thrice happy is that Peoples Case,
Whose various Blessing thus abound:
Who GOD's true Worship still embrace.
Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English Tune Title: [For ever bless'd be God, the Lord]
For ever bless'd be GOD, the LORD
From Shame and Insult set me free
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Lyrics: 1 From Shame and Insult set me free,
For still, O LORD, I trust in thee;
Once more your kind Assistance lend,
Once more thy Servant's Cause defend:
As just and righteous is thy Name,
So let me now thy Favour claim.
2 Bow down, O LORD! thy gracious Ear,
Do thou my stedfast Rock appear;
To me some speedy Succour send,
My Soul for Danger to defend:
Hear thou my Voice, when I complain,
And still my righteous Cause maintain.
3 Since thou'rt my Rock, and Foes oppress,
Oh lead me out of this Distress,
Thy wonted Help, my GOD, impart,
For thou, my Strength and Fortress art:
To thee alone I look for Aid,
To shun the Snares, my Foes have laid.
4 Thou GOD of Mercy, Love and Truth!
Who hast preserv'dst me from my Youth;
My Life, my Soul, and all that's mine,
To thee I willingly resign:
To thee my Soul for Succour flies,
For those I hate, who trust in Lies.
Part II
5 Thy Name, Oh GOD! I'll ever bless,
And still in chearful Songs express,
The Mercies thou to me hast shewn;
For Thou hast seen my straits, and known
What gloomy Sorrows gather round,
What rising Fears my Soul confund.
6 Whene'er thou saw'st my watchful Foes,
Did in their Wiles my Strength enclose,
Thou gav'st my Feet a larger Space,
To fly from all their treach'rous Race;
And shun the secret hidden Snare,
Which for my Soul, they did prepare.
7 Thy Mercy, LORD, again display,
For both my Soul and Flesh decay,
Attend, O GOD, the just Complaint,
Which I, with Grief and Hunger faint,
With feeble Voice to thee address:
Oh hear the Cries of my Distress!
8 Sad Thoughts my drooping Life oppress,
My Sins have made my Strength decrease;
My Years are spent in wasting Groans;
Which e'en consume away my Bones;
My foul Offences, to my View,
Are ever rising fresh and new.
Part III
9 My Foes at all my Suff'rings mock'd,
My Friends at Sight of me were shock'd;
My Neighbours chiefly did upbraid,
They look'd at me as Men dismay'd;
And when they did my Anguish see,
With one Consent they fled from me.
1o Forsook by all my Friends am I,
As one that's dead and out of mind;
And like a shatter'd Vessel lie,
Whose broken Parts can ne'er be join'd;
No one to comfrt me appears,
To ease my Grief or sooth my Cares.
11 Against me sland'rous Words they speak,
Whilst they together Counsel take;
They strive my guiltless Blood to shed,
And yet they seem my Pow'r to dread;
But still my Soul thy Goodness knows,
And will her Hopes on thee repose.
12 Whatever strange Events betide,
Thy Wisdom , LORD! will time them all;
Thy Servant then in Safety hide
From those who daily seek his Fall:
O render all their Malice vain,
Nor let my Foes their Will obtain.
13 The Brightness of thy glorious Face,
To me, O righteous GOD, disclose,
And as thy mercies still increase,
Preserve me from my cruel Foes;
Do thou in Mercy set me free
From those who strive to ruin me.
Part IV
14 Thy Servant from Dishonour save,
Who still hath plac'd his Trust in thee;
Let that, and Silence in the Grave,
The Sinner's wretched Portion be:
Do thou their lying Lips restrain;
Who treat the Just with proud Disdain.
15 How great thy tender Mercies are
To such as fear thy holy Name;
Which, LORD, thou dost for them prepare,
Who spread abroad thy glorious Fame:
The Sons of Men thy Love shalt see,
To those who put their Trust in thee.
16 Thou keep'st them ever in thy Sight,
From all their proud Oppressors free;
From Tongues that do in Strife delight,
They are preserv'd still by thee;
Thy Saints shall find thy Friendship sure,
And in thy Temple rest secure.
17 With Glory and with great Renown.
God's holy Name be ever bless'd;
Whose Love is Keilab's well-fenc'd Town,
To me was wond'rously express'd;
For he was then my Strength and Tow'r,
To guard me from assailing Pow'r.
18 Dismay'd with Fear, in hasty Flight,
I said, "I'm banish'd from thine Eyes;"
Yet still thou keptst me in thy Sight,
And didst accept my earnest Cries;
In Mercy thou didst bend thine Ear,
And listen to my humble Pray'r.
19 O then, let all the Saints, the LORD
With never-ending Love pursue,
Who to the Just will Help afford,
And surely give the Proud their Due:
Courageously on God rely,
Who will your Hearts with Strength supply.
Scripture: Psalm 31 Languages: English Tune Title: [From shame and insult set me free]
From Shame and Insult set me free
God in the great Assembly sits
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 God in the great Assembly sits,
Enthron'd, where his impartial Eye
In State surveys the Earthly Gods,
and does their weaker Judgments try.
How can ye then unjustly judge;
And be to daring Sinners kind?
Strive ye the Orphans to defend,
And let the Poor your Justice find.
2 Protect the humble helpless Man,
When he's reduc'd to deep Distress,
And let not him become a Prey.
To such as would his Soul oppress.
They neither know, nor will they learn,
But blindly roving, go stray;
Justice and Truth, the World's Support,
Are now beginning to decay.
3 Well then may GOD, in Anger, say,
"I've call'd you by my sacred Name,
"I've said ye're GOD's, the Sons and Heirs
"Of Glory and immortal Fame,
"But ne'ertheless, your unjust Deeds,
"To strict Account I'll surely call;
"You all shall die like common Men,
"like other haughty Tyrants fall.
4 Arise, and thy just Judgments, LORD,
Throughout th'astonish'd World display,
And all the Nations of the Earth,
Shall own thy everlasting Sway. Scripture: Psalm 82 Languages: English Tune Title: [God, in the great Assembly sits]
God in the great Assembly sits
Had not the Lord, may Israel say
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXIV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 Had not the LORD, may Israel say,
Been kindly pleas'd to interpose;
Had he not then espous'd our Cause,
When furious Men against us rose;
Their Wrath rag'd without Countroul;
Their Spite and Pride o'erwhelm'd our Soul.
2 But prais'd be our eternal LORD,
Who did deliver us that Day;
Nor to their savage Jaws gave up
Our threat'ned Lives an easy Prey.
Their Mouths were open to devour;
But he redeem'd us by his Pow'r.
3 Our Soul is like a Bird escap'd
From out the subtle Fowler's Net;
The Snare is broke, their Hopes are cross'd,
And we at Liberty are set:
Therefore our Trust is in his Name,
Whose Hand both Heav'n and Earth did frame. Scripture: Psalm 124 Languages: English Tune Title: [Had not the Lord, may Israel say]
Had not the Lord, may Israel say
Hear, O my People, to my Law
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXVIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 Hear, O my People, to my Law,
Your most devout Attention lend;
Let the Instructions of my Mouth,
Deep in your faithful Hearts descend,
My Tongue shall Parables unfold,
And bring to light dark Things of old.
2 Which our Fore-fathers pious Care,
From ancient Times has handed down;
Nor will we hide them from our Sons,
But to our Offspring make them known,
That they the Praises may be taught.
Of GOD, who hat such Wonders wrought.
3 For Jacob he this Law ordain'd,
This solemn League with Israel made,
With Charge to be from Age to Age,
From Race to Race with Care convey'd;
To be transmitted to their Heirs,
Which they again might give to their's.
4 That they might GOD's Commands obey,
And in his Strength their Safety place;
And not like their Forefathers prove
A stubborn and rebellious Race,
Who still the Paths of Error trod,
Nor put their stedfast Hope in GOD.
6 Such were revolting Ephraim's Sons,
Who from the Field ingnobly fled;
Tho' skilful Archers arm'd with Bows,
And to a constant Warfare bred;
Tho' GOD to them his Works display'd,
Yet they his Orders disobey'd,
7 The Wonders which their Fathers saw,
They in their Minds did not retain;
Prodigious Things in Egypt done,
And Miracles in Zoan's Plain:
For them he did the Sea divide,
And pil'd in Heaps the pressing Tide.
7 A wond'rous Pillar led them on,
Compos'd of Shade and radiant Light;
A shelt'ring Cloud it prov'd by Day,
And was a leading Fire by Night.
Thus went they thro' a desart Land,
Conducted by his powerful Hand.
8 When Drought oppress'd them, where no Streams
The parched Wilderness supply'd,
He cleft the Rock, whose flinty Breast
Dissolv'd into a cooling Tide,
Which down in plenteous Rivers fell,
And prov'd a constant Miracle.
9 Yet there they sinn'd against him more,
Provoking still the LORD most high,
In that same Desart, where he did
Their fainting Souls with Strength supply;
His Pow'r supreme, they did distrust
And long'd for Meat to feed their Lust.
10 Then utter'd their blaspheming Doubts,
"Can God, say they, for us prepare
"A Table in the Wilderness,
"And set it out with various Fare?
"'Tis true he did the Rock divide,
"But can he Corn and Flesh provide"
11 The Lord with Indignation heard,
And from the Heav'ns, avenging Flame
On Jacob fell; consuming Wrath
On most ungrateful Israel came:
For they would not in GOD confide,
Who had so oft their Wants supply'd.
12 Tho' GOD had from the fruitful Clouds,
Around their Camp his Manna spread,
And had the Angels sacred Food,
Ungrateful Man in Plenty fed;
Which from his own celestial Stores,
Was rained down in frequent Show'rs.
13 From Heav'n he made an East Wind blow,
And likewise did the South Command
To rain down Flesh, like Dust, and Fowls
Like the Sea Shore's unnumber'd Sands.
Around their Tents an easy Prey,
The flutt'ring, feather'd Booty lay.
14 Thus gave he them their Heart's Desire,
And they luxurious eat the same;
But whilst the Meat was in their Mouths,
GOD's heavy Wrath upon them came;
He slew the WEalthiest of them all,
And Isreal's Chiefs were made to fall.
Part II
15 Yet still they sinn'd, nor would afford
His wond'rous Miracles Belief;
Therefore thro' fruitless Travels he
Consum'd their Lives in wasting Grief;
When some were slain, with early Cry,
They turn'd and sought the LORD most high.
16 But this was feign'd Submission all,
Their treach'rous Hearts their Tongues bely'd,
They still remain'd perverse, nor would
Firm in his Covenant abide;
And yet his Anger did not rise,
Nor would with Death their Sins chastise.
17 For he remember'd they were Flesh,
And could not long on Earth remain;
A murm'ring wind that's quickly past,
And never more return's again;
His Mercy knew they were but frail,
And would not let his Wrath prevail.
18 How oft did they provoke him there?
How oft did they his Patience grieve!
In that same Desart, where he did
Their fainting Souls with Food relieve,
They turned back, and faithless prov'd,
And Isreal's GOD to Anger move'd.
19 Nor did they call to Mind the Day
When GOD, with his Almighty Hand,
Deliver'd them from all their Foes,
And show'd them Signs in Egypt's Land,
When he the Tribes from Bondage broguth,
And wond'rous Things in Zoan wrought.
20 Their Rivers, that they might not drink,
Were turn'd to Blood at his Command;
Devouring Flies in thickest Swarms;
And Frogs were sent to plague the Land;
Locust and Worms o'erspread their Soul,
And reap'd the Harvest of their Toil.
21 Their Vines with batt'ring Hail were broke,
With pinching Frost the Fig-tree dies;
Lightning and Hail makes Flocks and Herds,
To fall one gen'ral Sacrifice.
His Rage that had not Time to cease,
Sent Sprirts of destroy their Peace.
22 He clear'd a Passage for his Wrath,
Now would that Wrath severe controul;
But gave their Life to Pestilence,
Nor spar'd from Death the fainting Soul.
Upon their Heirs Destruction came,
The first born in the Tents of Ham.
23 But his own Tribe, like folded Sheep,
He brought in Safety from Distress,
And like a Flock, conducted them
Thro' a long barren Wilderness.
Their Foes were in the Ocean drown'd,
But they no Cause of Terror found.
24 Nor ceas'd his Care, 'till them he brought
In Safety to the promis'd Land;
And to his holy Mount, the Prize
Obtain'd, by his victorious Hand;
For them he did his Arm extend.
And from the foe their Host's defend.
25 To them, the outcast Heathen's Land,
He did in equal Lot divide;
And in their Foes abandon'd Tents,
Made Israel's Tribes secure abide:
For them he quell'd the Nations round,
And plac'd them on the promis'd Ground.
Part III
26 But still they tempted, still provok'd
The Anger of the LORD most high;
Nor would, to practise his Commands
Their most rebellious Hearts apply:
But turn'd like a deceitful Bow,
And in their Father's Steps would go.
27 For GOD to Fury they provok'd
With Idol Altars set on high,
And with their graven Images,
Inflam'd to Wrath his Jealousy;
On Israel then his Hatred fell,
And Shiloh, where he lov'd to dwell.
28 To vile Captivity, his Ark,
His Strength and Glory to disdain,
His People to the Sword he gave,
Nor would his awful Wrath restrain:
Amongst their Youth his Anger spread,
Nor were their Maids to Marriage led.
29 In Fight the Sacrificer fell,
The Priest himself a Victim bled;
No were there any Widows left,
Who should with Tears lament the Dead.
Then like a Giant strong with Wine,
The LORD awak'd in Wrath divine.
30 He smote his Foes, that from the Field
Their vanquish'd, scatter'd Remnants came,
With Wounds imprinted on their Backs,
The Marks of everlasting Shame:
The Tents of Joseph he forsook
Nor Ephraim for his Dwelling took.
31 But Judah's favour'd Tribe he chose,
And made his own peculiar Care;
On Sion's Mount his Temple built,
And fix'd its strong foundations there.
From Sheep-Folds he did David bring,
And over Judah made him King.
32 From tending on the teeming Ewes,
He brought his Servant forth to feed
His People, and Inheritance,
The Tribes of Israel's chosen Seed:
And he a faithful Shepherd still,
Fed and conducted them with Skill. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English Tune Title: [Hear, O my People, to my Law]
Hear, O my People, to my Law
I waited meekly for the Lord
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XL (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Lyrics: 1 I waited meekly for the LORD,
Who heard my mournful Cry,
And gave a kind Reply;
His Help he did to me afford,
And to my humble Pray'r,
Inclin'd a gracious Ear.
2 He took me from the dismal Pit,
When founder'd deep in Clay,
Nor suffer'd me to stray;
On solid Ground He plac'e my Feet,
Where I secure reamin'd,
By his strong Arm sustain'd.
3 The Wonders he for me has wrought,
Shall fill my Mouth with Praise,
And other's Hopes shall raise;
Who to his holy Worship brought,
Shall in his House attend,
And on the LORD depend.
4 For Blessings shall that Man reward,
Who on our GOD relies;
The Hypocrite's Disguise,
He treats with Scorn and Disregard,
And hates the treach'rous Mind,
To Falshodd e'er inclin'd.
5 The Wonders thou for us hast wrought,
O LORD! who can recount?
Thy Mercies do surmount
The Pow'r of Numbers, Speech and Thought:
The sweet Effects we prove,
Of thy continual Love
6 I've learn'd that Sacrifice alone,
LORD, thou hast not desir'd;
Nor Blood of Beasts requir'd,
For Man's Transgression to atone:
That Off'rings are but vain,
Thy Pardon to obtain.
7 I therefor come--come to fulfil,
Whate'er thy Books impart;
Thy Law's within my Heart,
'Tis my Delight to do thy Will;
Now will I e'er withstand,
O LORD, thy just Command.
Part II
8 In full Assemblies I have told,
Thy Righteousness at large;
Whate'er you gav'st in Charge,
My Lips thou know'st did not with-hold:
But preach'd thy saving Grace,
That all might Truth embrace.
9 That Love to others I declar'd
O LORD, extend to me;
May'st thou my Safeguard be,
And make thy Mercy my Reward;
For I am sore distress'd,
With Loads of Guilt oppress'd,
10 My Sins exceed in their Amount,
The Hairs upon my Head;
My Soul is fill'd with Dread,
My vanquish'd Courage they surmount;
So great the Troubles are,
Which drive me to Despair.
11 But, LORD! to my Relief draw near,
For never was more Need;
Oh hasten thou with Speed,
And in my injur'd Cause appear!
To my Deliv'rance come,
And change my threaten'd Doom.
12 Confusion on their Heads return,
Who for my Soul combine;
Ensnar'd in their Design,
Let them, defeated, blush and mourn,
To find their Feet betray'd,
In Plots themselves had laid.
14 Their Doom let Desolation be;
Their Malice, LORD< requite,
Who, urg'd by wicked Spite,
Still mock'd by Confidence in thee;
And did with Scorn express,
Their Joy at my Distress.
15 While those, who humbly seek thy Face,
To Triumphs shall be rais'd;
And say, "The LORD be prais'd!
All those who prize thy saving Grace,
Thy Goodness shall resound,
To all the Nations round.
16 Of m,e th' Almighty LORD takes Care,
Although he knows I'm poor:
Thou, GOD, that can'st restore,
To my Relief with Speed repair;
For thou art still my Friend,
On whom I will depend. Scripture: Psalm 40 Languages: English Tune Title: [I waited meekly for the Lord]
I waited meekly for the Lord
In Judah the Almighty's known
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXVI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 In Judah the Almighty's known
(Almighty, there, by Wonders shown,)
His Name is Jacob does excell,
His Sanctuary in Salem stands:
The Majesty that Heav'n commands,
In Sion condescends to dwell.
2 He brake the Bow and Arrows there,
The Shield, the temper'd Sword, and Spear;
There slain the mighty Army lay:
Whence Sion's Fame thro' Earth is spread,
Of greater Glory, greater Dread,
than Hills where Robbers lodge their Prey.
3 Their valiant Chiefs, who came for Spoil,
Themselves met there a shameful Foil:
Securely down to sleep they lay;
But wak'd no more; their stoutest Band
Ne'er lifted on resisting Hand,
Against his, who their Hosts did slay.
4 When Jacob's GOD began to frown,
Both Horse and Charioteers, o'erthrown,
Together slept in endless Night.
When thou, whom Earth and Heaven revere,
Dost once with wrathful Look appear,
What mortal Pow'r can stand thy Sight?
5 Pronounc'd from Heav'n, Earth heard its Doom;
Grew hush'd with Fear when Thou didst come,
The Meek with Justice to restore.
The Wrath of Man shall yield thee Praise;
Its last Attempts but serve to raise,
The Triumphs of Almighty Pow'r.
6 Now to the LORD, ye Nations, bring
Vow'd Presents to th'eternal King:
Thus to His Name due Rev'rence pay,
Who proudest Potentates can quell,
To earthly Kings more terrible,
Than to their trembling Subjects they. Scripture: Psalm 76 Languages: English Tune Title: [In Judah, the Almighty's known]
In Judah the Almighty's known
Let all the Lands, JEHOVAH blessing
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXVI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 Let all the Lands, JEHOVAH blessing,
To him with chearful Voices raise;
To his great Name their Psalms addressing,
Spread far abroad his glorious Praise:
And let them say, LORD, how excelling,
In all thy wond'rous Works, art thou!
Thy Foes against thy Pow'r rebelling,
Shall conquer'd be, and forc'd to bow.
2 The Nations round, thy Pow'r confessing,
Shall thee, their GOD, supreme, adore;
Their Dread of thy great Name expressing,
In Hymns and Songs for ever more:
O come, and view with Admiration,
The Works of God! and then you'll own,
That he to ev'ry Age and Nation,
Hath great and wond'rous Judgments shown.
3 The Sea, thro' which our Fathers walked,
By him was turn'd to solid Land;
Of this they to their Offspring talked,
And prais'd the Wonders of his Hand.
He by his Pow'r is ever reigning,
His Eye doth all the World survey;
Let Man, presumptuous Thoughts restraining,
Yield humble to his Sovereign Sway.
4 Thro' all the Earth let GOD be blessed;
Ye Nations spread abroad his Praise;
To him be all your Pray'rs addressed,
To him in Songs your Voices raise.
'Tis GOD that gives us safe Protection,
'Tis he that does our Lives secure;
Our Footsteps form'd by his Direction,
Are made to tread the Path that's sure.
Part II
5 As Gold by Fire becomes refined,
And Ore is in the Furnace try'd;
So, LORD, to know how we're inclined,
Thou has thy searching Pow'r apply'd.
Thou plac'd us in a low Condition,
Where we oppressive Burthens bore;
Our Hearts were touch'd with deep Contrition,
We daily did thy Help implore.
6 Our Foes did us, their Slaves distressed,
At once thro' Fire and Water chase;
But thou hast all our Wrongs redressed,
And brought us in a wealthy Place.
Burnt-Off'rings, therefore, I am bringing,
To thee, the GOD, whom I adore;
My Voice shall be employ'd in singing,
Thy Praises, LORD! for ever more.
7 The Vows my Soul, when much distressed,
Hath made to GOD, I will repay;
Whate'er my Lips have then expressed,
Shall be perform'd without Delay.
Then shall the riches Incense burning,
Perfume the Air, fat Rams shall fall;
The choicest Goats from Fields returning,
Shall bleed, with Bullocks from the Stall.
8 All ye that fear the LORD, attend me,
O hear my Voice with heedful Care!
I'll tell how GOD his Help did send me,
His Love with Joy I will declare.
As I before his Aid implored,
So now I'll spread abroad his Fame;
He hath my Soul to Life restored,
And I will bless his holy Name.
9 But if my Heart had Evil framed,
Or if my Breast had harbour'd Sin;
My Vows would soon have been disclaimed,
My Pray'rs had not accepted been.
But GOD to me, whene'er I cried,
His gracious Ear did quickly bend;
Nor hath my humble Wish denied,
But does with constant Love attend.
10 Be thou, O GOD, for ever blessed,
Who never, when to thee I pray,
With hold thy Love from me distressed,
Or turn thy glorious Face away.
nor turns his Face away! Scripture: Psalm 66 Languages: English Tune Title: [Let all the Lands, Jehovah blessing]
Let all the Lands, JEHOVAH blessing
Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXVIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise,
And scatter his presumptuous Foes;
Let shameful Rout their Host surprise,
Who spitefully his Pow'r oppose.
2 As Smoke in Tempests Rage is lost,
Or Wax into the Furnace cast;
So let their sacrilegious Host,
Before his wrathful Presence waste.
3 But let the Servants of his Will
His Favour's gentle Beams enjoy;
Their upright Hearts let Gladness fill,
And chearful Songs their Tongues employ.
4 To him your Voice in Anthems raise;
JEHOVAH's awful Name he bears:
In him rejoice, extol his Praise,
Who rides upon high-rolling Spheres.
5 Him, from his Empire of the Skies,
To this low World Compassion draws,
The Orphan's Claim to patronize,
And judge the injur'd Widow's Cause.
6 'Tis GOD, who from a foreign Soil,
Restores poor Exiles to their Home;
Makes Captives free; and fruitless Toil,
Their proud Oppressors righteous Doom.
7 'Twas so of old, when thou didst lead
In Person, LORD, our Armies forth;
Strange Terrors thro' the Desart spread,
Convulsions shook th'astonish'd Earth.
8 The breaking Clouds did Rain distil,
And Heav'n's high Arches shook with Fear,
How then should Sinai's humble Hill,
Of Israel's GOD, the Presence bear?
9 Thy Hand, at famish'd Earth's Complaint,
Reliev'd her from celestial Stores;
And, when thy Heritage was faint,
Assuag'd the Drought with plenteous Show'rs.
10 Where Savages had rag'd before,
At Ease thou mad'st our Tribes reside,
And in the Desert, for the Poor
Thy gen'rous Bounty did provide.
Part II
11 Thou gav'st the Word, we sallied forth,
And in that pow'rful Word o'ercame;
Whilst Virgin-troops, with Songs of Mirth,
In State our Conquests did proclaim.
12 Vast Armies, by such Gen'rals led,
As yet had ne'er receiv'd a Foil,
Forsook their Camp with sudden Dread,
And to our Women left the Spoil.
13 Tho' Egypt's Drudges you have been,
Your Army's Wings shall shine as bright
As Doves in golden Sunshine seen,
Or silver'd o'er with paler Light.
14 'Twas so, when GOD's almighty Hand
O'er scatter'd Kings the Conquest won;
Our Troops, drawn up on Jordan's Strand,
High Salmon's glitt'ring Snow outshone.
15 From thence to Jordan's farther Coast,
And Bashan's Hill, we did advance:
No more her Height shall Bashan boast,
But that she's GOD's Inheritance.
16 But wherefore (tho' the Honour's great)
Should this, O Mountain, swell your Pride?
For Sion is his chosen Seat,
Where he forever will reside.
17 His Chariot's numberless; his Pow'rs
Are heav'nly Hosts, that wait His Will;
His Presence now fills Sion's Tow'rs,
As once it honour'd Sinai's Hill.
18 Ascending high, in Triumph, thou
Captivity hast Captive led;
And on thy People didst bestow
The Spoil of Armies, once their Dread.
19 Ev'n Rebels shall partake thy Grace,
And humble Proselytes repair,
To worship at thy Dwelling Place,
And all the World pay Homage there.
20 For Benefits each Day bestow'd,
Be daily his great Name ador'd;
Who is our Saviour, and our GOD,
Of Life and Death the Sov'reign LORD.
21 But Justice for His harden'd Foes,
Proportion'd Vengeance hath decreed,
To wound the hoary Head of those,
Who in presumptuous Crimes proceed.
22 The LORD hath thus in Thunder spoke,
"As I subdu'd prous Bashan's King,
"Once more I'll break my People's Yoke,
"And from the Deep my Servants bring:
23 "Their Feet shall with a crimson Flood
"Of slaughter'd Foes be cover'd o'er;
"Nor Earth receive such impious Blood,
"But leave for Dogs th' unhallow'd Gore."
Part III
24 When, marching to thy blest Abode,
The wond'rous Multitude survey'd
The pompous State of Thee, O GOD,
In Robes of Majesty array'd.
25 Sweet-singing Levites led the Van,
Loud Instruments brought up the Rear,
Between both Troops, a Virgin Train
With Voice and Timbrel charm'd the Ear.
26 This was the Burden of their Song,
"In full Assemblies bless the LORD,
"All who to Israel's Tribes belong,
"The GOD of Israel's Praise record."
27 Nor little Benjamin alone
From neighb'ring Bounds did there attend,
Nor only Judah's nearer Throne,
Her Counsellors in State did send.
28 But Zebulon's remoter Seat,
And Napthli's more distant Coast,
(The grand Procession to complete)
Sent up their Tribes, a princely Host.
29 Thus GOD, to Strength and Union brought
Our Tribes, at Strife till that blest Hour:
This Work, which Thou, O GOD, hast wrought,
Confirm with fresh Recruits of Pow'r.
30 To visit Salem, LORD, descend
And Sion, thy terrestrial Throne;
Where Kings with Presents shall attend,
And Thee with offer'd Crowns attone.
31 Break down the Spear-Mens Ranks, who threat
Like pamper'd Herds of savage Might,
Their silver-armour'd Chiefs defeat,
Who in destructive War delight.
32 Egypt shall then to GOD stretch forth
Her Hands, and Afric Homage bring:
32 The scatter'd Kingdoms of the Earth,
Their common Sov'reigns Praises sing;
33 Who, mounted on the loftiest Sphere
Of antient Heav'n, sublimely rides;
From whence his dreadful Voice we hear,
Like that of warring Winds and Tides.
34 Ascribe the Pow'r to GOD most high;
Of humble Israel he takes Care;
Whose Strength, from out the dusky Sky,
Darts shining Terrors thro' the Air.
35 How dreadful are the sacred Courts,
Where GOD has fix'd his earthly Throne!
His Strength his feeble Saints supports:
Praise ye the LORD, our GOD alone. Scripture: Psalm 68 Languages: English Tune Title: [Let God, the God of Battle, rise]
Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise
LORD, thou hast granted to thy Land
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 LORD, thou hast granted to thy Land,
The Favours we implor'd;
To Freedom Jacob's captive Race,
Most graciously thou hast retor'd.
Thy People's Sins thou pardon'd hast,
Nor doth thine Indignation last.
2 O GOD of our Salvation turn
Our Hearts to thee, to us speak Peace:
Avert the Wrath our Guilt deserves,
And let thy righteous Anger cease.
LORD! shall thine Anger never end;
But to all future Times extend?
3 Wilt thou not us revive again,
And make thy People glad in thee?
Shew us thy tender Mercies, LORD;
Let us thy great Salvation see.
In thee, our Saviour, we'll rejoice,
And sing thy Praise with Heart and Voice.
4 On GOD, with Patience, I will wait;
His Answer to our Pray'rs I'll hear:
He, to his People, will speak Peace;
I know it, therefore shall not fear.
He'll comfort all his Saints who mourn,
But let them not to Folly turn.
5 To all that fear his holy Name
His sure Salvation's ever near;
And in its former glorious State
Our happy Nation shall appear:
For Mercy now with Truth is join'd,
And Righteousness with Peace combin'd.
6 Truth from the Earth shall spring, whilst Heav'n
Shall constant Streams of Justice pour,
And GOD, from whom all Goodness flows,
O'er all the Land shall Plenty show'r:
Before him Righteousness shall go,
And we his holy Ways shall know. Scripture: Psalm 85 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, thou hast granted to thy Land]
LORD, thou hast granted to thy Land
My Soul with grateful Thoughts of Love
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXVI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Lyrics: 1 My Soul, with grateful Thoughts of Love,
Entirely is possess'd;
Because the LORD vouchsaf'd to hear,
The Voice of my Request.
2 Since he has now his Ear inclin'd,
I never will despair;
But still in all the Straits of Life,
To him address my Pray'r.
3 With deadly Sorrows compass'd round,
With Pains of Hell oppress'd;
When Troubles seiz'd my aking Heart,
And Anguish rack'd my Breast:
4 On GOD's almighty Name I call'd,
And thus to him I pray'd;
"LORD, I beseech thee, save my Soul,
"With Sorrow quite dismay'd!"
5 How just and merciful is GOD!
How gracious is the LORD!
Who saves the Harmless, and to me
Does timely Help afford.
6 Then, free from pensive Cares, my Soul,
Resume thy wonted Rest;
For GOD has wondrously to thee
His bounteous Love exprest.
7 When Death alarm'd me, he remov'd
My Dangers and my Fears;
My Feet from falling he secur'd,
And dry'd my Eyes from Tears.
8 Therefore my Life's remaining Years,
which GOD to me shall lend,
Will I, in Praise to his Name,
And in his Service spend.
9 I did believe, and therefore spoke,
Great my Afflictions were:
And in my Haste I rashly said,
That all Men Liars are.
10 Oh, what Return to him, shall I
For all his Goodness make?
I'll praise his Name, and with glad Zeal
The Cup of Blessing take.
11 I'll pay my Vows now to the LORD,
With most sincere Delight.
The LORD preserves his Saints, their Death
Is precious in his Sight.
12 Truely I am thy Servant, LORD;
To serve thee, is my Choice;
Thine Handmaid's Son, my Bonds thou loos'd,
And made me to rejoice.
13 To thee I'll Off'rings bring of Praise;
And whilst I bless thy Name,
The just Performance of my Vows
To all thy Saints proclaim.
14 They in Jerusalem shall meet,
And in thy House shall join,
To bless thy Name with one Consent,
and mix their Songs with mine. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul with grateful Thoughts of Love]
My Soul with grateful Thoughts of Love
No Change of Times shall ever move
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XVIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 No Change of Times shall ever move
My firm Affection, LORD, to thee;
For thou dost my Protection prove,
A Fortress and Defence to me;
My Trust is in thy Might and Pow'r;
Thou art my Safeguard and my Tow'r.
2 To thee I will address my Pray'r,
To whom all Praise we justly owe:
So shall I by thy watchful Care,
Be guarded from my treach'rous Foe;
Nor will I all his Malice fear,
If thou art with Assistance near.
3 By Floods of wicked Men distress'd;
With deadly Sorrows compass'd round;
With dire infernal Pangs oppress'd;
In Death's unweildy Fetters bound;
I made to GOD my humble Moan,
Who heard me from his lofty Throne.
Part II
4 When GOD arose, my Part to take,
The conscious Earth was struck with Fear;
The Hills did at his Presence shake;
Nor could his dreadful Fury bear;
Thick Smoke and Fire before him came,
That Coals were kindled by the Flame.
5 He left the beauteous Realms of Light,
Whilst Heav'n bow'd down its awful Head;
Beneath his Feet substantial Night
Was like a sable Carpet spread:
His Chariot, Troops of Angels drew,
Which on the winged Tempest flew.
6 Black wat'ry Mists and Clouds conspir'd
With thickest Shades, his Face to veil;
But at his Brightness soon retir'd,
And fell in Show'rs of Fire and Hail:
Thro' Heav'n his thund'ring Voice did roar,
And Earth's with Coals was cover'd o'er.
7 His sharpen'd Arrows round he threw,
Which made his scatter'd Foes retreat;
Like Darts his nimble Lightnings flew,
And quickly finish'd their Defeat;
The Deep her secret Stores disclos'd,
The World's Foundations lay expos'd.
8 The LORD did on my Side engage;
From Heav'n, his Throne, my Cause upheld;
And snatch'd me from the furious Rage
Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell'd;
His Pow'r against my Foes employ'd,
Or else my Soul had been destroy'd.
9 Their subtle Rage had nigh prevail'd,
When I distress'd and friendless lay;
But still, when other Succours fail'd,
GOD was my firm Support and Stay;
And did from Danger set me free,
Because he took Delight in me.
10 Because in me no Guilt remains,
GOD does his gracious Help extend;
My Hands are free from bloody Stains,
The LORD is therefore still my Friend:
In his just Paths I always trod,
Nor loosely wander'd from my GOD.
11 His Judgments I have kept in Sight;
Did ev'n from darling Sins refrain;
I never did his Statutes slight,
And both my Heart and Hands are clean;
His Favours therefore still endure,
Because my Soul's sincere and pure.
Part III
12 Thou suit'st, O LORD, thy righteous Ways,
To various Paths of human kind;
They who, for Mercy, merit Praise,
With thee shall wond'rous Mercy find.
The Just thy Purity shall see;
The Perverse meet Returns from thee.
13 That he the humble Soul will save,
And crush the Haughty's boasted Might;
In me, the LORD, an Instance gave,
Whose Darkness he hath chang'd to Light.
29 On his firm Succour I rely'd,
Thro' him I did o'er Hosts prevail,
Nor fear'd the highest Walls to scale.
14 For GOD's Designs shall still succeed;
His Word will bear the utmost Test:
He's a strong Shield to all that need,
And on his sure Protection rest.
Who then, but GOD, should be ador'd,
Or who is mighty, like the LORD?
15 'Tis GOD that girds my Armour on,
And all my just Designs fulfils;
Thro' him, my Feet can swiftly run,
And nimbly climb the steepest Hllls;
Lessons of War from Him I take,
Mine Arms a Bow of Steel can break,
16 The Buckler of his saving Health
Protects me from assaulting Foes:
His Hand sustains me still; my Wealth
And Greatness from His Bounty flows:
My Steps, no narrow Paths confin'd;
He freed, and all my Ways design'd.
17 Thro' him, I num'rous Hosts defeat,
And flying Squadrons captive take;
Nor from my fierce Pursuit retreat,
'Till I a final Conquest make:
To rear their Heads in vain they try,
For at my Feet they vanquish'd lie.
Part IV
18 GOD, when fresh Armies take the Field,
Recruits my Strength, my Courage warms;
He makes my strong Opposers yield,
Subdu'd by my prevailing Arms;
Thro' him my Feet my Foes shall press,
Who hate and envy my Success.
19 With loud Complaints all Friends they try'd,
But none was able to defend;
At length to GOD, for Help, they cry'd;
But GOD would no Assistance lend;
Like Dust, their Troops I scatter'd round,
And with their Bodies strew'd the Ground.
20 Our factious Tribes, at Strife till now,
By GOD's Appointment, me obey;
The Heathen to my Sceptre bow,
And foreign Nations own my Sway;
Remotest Realms their Homage send,
And Strangers my Commands attend.
21 All to my Summons tamely yield,
Or soon in Battle are dismay'd;
For stronger Holds they quit the Field,
And still in strongest Holds afraid.
Then prais'd be GOD, in whom I rest;
Who me with his Salvation bless'd.
22 'Tis GOD that still supports my Right,
His just Revenge my Foes pursues;
'Tis he that with resistless Might,
Fierce Nations to my Yoke subdues;
From whom my lasting Honours flow;
Who freed me from the bloody Foe.
23 Therefore, to celebrate his Fame,
My grateful Voice to Heav'n I'll raise;
And Nations, Strangers to his Name,
Shall thus be taught to sing his Praise:
"GOD to his King extends his Grace,
"And crowns with Mercy David's Race. Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English Tune Title: [No change of times shall ever mover]
No Change of Times shall ever move
O GOD, my Heart is fully bent
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CVIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 O GOD, my Heart is fully bent,
To magnify thy glorious Name;
My Tongue with chearful Songs of praise
Shall strive to celebrate thy Fame.
2 Awake, my Lute; nor thou, my Harp,
Thy dulcet warbling Notes delay;
Whilst I with early Hymns of Joy
Prevent the Dawning of the Day.
3 To all the list'ning Tribes, O LORD,
Thy Works of Wonder I will tell;
And to those Nations sing thy Praise,
Ev'n those who round about us dwell.
4 Because thy Mercy's boundless Height
The highest Heav'n itself transcends,
And far beyond th'aspiring Clouds,
Thy faithful Truth, O LORD, extends.
5 Be thou, O GOD, exalted high
Above the glitt'ring starry Frame;
And let the World, with one Consent
Confess thy glorious Name.
6 That all thy chosen People, thee
Their GOD and Saviour may declare;
Let thy Right Hand protect me still,
And answer thou my humble Pray'r.
7 Since GOD himself has said the Word,
Whose faithful Promise cannot fail;
With Joy I Sechem will divide,
And measure Succoth's fruitful Vale.
8 Gilead is mine, Manasseh too,
And Ephraim likewise owns my Cause;
Their Strength my regal Pow'r supports,
And Judah publishes my Laws.
9 Moab I'll make my sevile Drudge;
On vanquish'd Edom I will tread;
And through the proud Philistine Land
Will my triumphant Banners spread.
10 By whose Support and Aid, shall I
The well defended City gain?
Who will my Troops securely lead
Through Edom's strongly guarded Plain?
11 LORD, wilt not thou assist our Arms,
Which late thou did'st forsake?
And wilt not thou, of these our Hosts
Once more the sole Direction take?
12 O to thy Servant in Distress
Thy Help and speedy Succour send!
For vain it is on human Aid,
For Safety ever to depend.
13 Then valiant Acts shall we perform,
If thou wilt thy great Pow'r disclose;
For GOD it is, and GOD alone,
That treads down all haughty Foes. Scripture: Psalm 108 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, my Heart is fully bent]
O GOD, my Heart is fully bent
O GOD, who hast our Troops disperst
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LX (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 O GOD, who hast our Troops disperst,
Forsaking those who'd left thee first;
As we thy just Displeasure mourn,
To us in Mercy, LORD, return.
2 Our Strength, that firm as Earth did stand,
Is rent by thy avenging Hand;
O heal the Breaches thou hast made;
We shake, we fall, without thy Aid.
3 Our Folly's sad Effects we feel,
For drunk, with Discord's Cup, we reel;
But now for them who thee rever'd,
Thou hast thy Truth's bright Banner rear'd.
4 Let thy right Hand thy Saints protect,
LORD, hear the Pray'rs that we direct.
The holy GOD has spoke, and I
O'erjoy'd on his firm Word rely.
5 "To thee in Portions I'll divide,
"Fair Sichem's Soil, Samaria's Pride,
"To Sichem, Succoth next I'll join,
"And measure out her Vale by Line.
6 "Manasseh, Gilead, both subscribe,
"To my Commands, with Ephraim's Tribe:
"Ephraim by Arms supports my Cause,
"And Judah by religious Laws.
7 "Moab my Slave and Drudge shall be,
"Nor Edom from my Yoke get free;
"Proud Palestine's imperious State,
"Shall humbly on our Triumph wait."
8 But who shall quell these mighty Pow'rs,
And clear my Way to Edom's Tow'rs?
Or thro' her guarded Frontiers tread,
The Path that doth to Conquest lead?
9 Ev'n thou, O GOD, who hast dispers'd
Our Troops, for we forsook thee first;
Those, whom thou didst om Wrath forsake,
Appear'd, thou wilt victorious make.
10 Do thou our fainting Cause sustain,
For human Succorus are but vain.
Fresh Strength and Courage GOD bestows;
'Tis he treads down our proudest Foes. Scripture: Psalm 60 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, who hast our Troops disperst]
O GOD, who hast our Troops disperst
O LORD, how lovely is the Place
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXIV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 O LORD, how lovely is the Place
Where thou, vouchsaf'st to shew thy Face,
In Glory, ever bright array'd;
My Soul faints for thy blest Abode,
My Heart cries out to see her GOD
With Lustre unobscur'd display'd.
The Birds around thy Temple throng;
And there they build and hatch their Young.
2 O LORD of Hosts! how blest are they,
Who in thine House thy Praise display,
Whose Hopes in thee are firmly plac'd;
Who with a pious Zeal do tread
The Ways that to thy Temple lead,
For they shall never be disgrac's.
In parched Vales they know no Want,
For thou refreshing Rain shall grant.
3 Thus they proceed, free from all Fear,
From Strength to Strength, 'till all appear
On Sion's Mount, for ever bless'd.
LORD let my humble Pray'r be heard,
My Soul's sincere Desires regard;
To thee, O Jacob's GOD! address'd;
To us thy sure Protection bring,
And look on thine anointed King.
4 For in thy Courts one Day to dwell,
In solid Pleasure, doth excell
A Thousand Days, wherever spent.
A Habitation of my GOD,
I choose to be my fix'd Abode;
And, dwelling there, would be content,
Rather to keep his Temple Gate,
Than live with wicked Men in State.
5 For GOD, our great Defence and Light,
To guide us in the Way that's right,
His Grace and Glory still bestows;
And to all those who justly live,
The LORD shall ev'ry Blessing give;
His plenteous Mercy ever flows.
O GOD, how highly blest ishe,
Whose Trust is still repos'd in thee!
Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, how lovely is the Place]
O LORD, how lovely is the Place
O render Thanks and bless the LORD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 O render Thanks and bless the LORD,
Invoke his ever sacred Name;
Acquaint the Nations with his Deeds,
His great and matchless Deeds proclaim:
His wond'rous Works in Hymns rehearse,
Make them the Subject of your Verse.
2 Rejoice in his Almighty Name,
Which only ought to be ador'd;
And let their Hearts o'erflow with Joy,
Who seek with humble Fear the LORD:
Seek ye the LORD, his Strength implore,
Seek ye his Face for evermore.
3 The Wonders that his Hands have wrought,
Keep ever thankfully in Mind;
With all the Statutes of his Mouth,
And Laws he hath to us assign'd:
His Works are glorious to the View,
His Judgments all are just and true.
4 Know ye, his Servant Abra'm's Seed,
And likewise Jacob's chosen Race;
He's still our GOD, and through the Earth,
His righteous Judgments will take Place:
His Word, for Thousand Ages past,
Hath stood, and shall for ever last.
5 His Cov'nant first to Abra'am sign'd,
By Oath to Isaac made secure;
To Jacob and his Heirs, confirm'd,
A Law for ever to endure:
A Testament to Israel made,
Is on a firm Foundation laid.
6 That Canaan's Land should be their Lot,
When yet but few of them there were:
But few in Number, and those few
Forlorn and helpless Strangers there:
From Realm to Realm secure they mov'd,
Whilst Kings were for their Sakes reprov'd.
7 "These mine Anointed are (said he)
"Let none my chosen Servants wrong;
"Nor treat the poorest Prophet ill,
"That doth to me, his GOD, belong."
AT last he made their Corn to fail,
And through the Land a Dearth prevail.
8 But Joseph he had sent before,
Who for a Slave was sold and bound;
His Feet, secur'd within the Stocks,
Did galling Irons pierce and wound:
'Till GOD's appointed Time and Word,
Had try'd him, and did Help afford.
9 The King then sent, and set him free,
And Lord of all his Houshold made;
His Wealth he gave to him in Charge,
Before him all his Counsels laid.
That he might teach his Statesmen Skill,
And tell the Princes of his Will.
Part II
10 To Egypt then, invited Guests,
With Speed, half famish'd Israel came;
And Jacob, though a Stranger, held
By royal Grant the Land of Ham:
There GOD his People multiply'd,
'Till they with their Oppressors vy'd
11 Their vast Increase th'Egyptian's Hearts,
With Jealousy and Anger fir'd;
'Till they his Servants to destroy,
With secret Treachery conspir'd:
Their Hearts against his People turn'd,
Their Breasts with inward Envy burn'd.
12 His Servant Moses then he sent,
He sent his chosen Aaron too;
Empow'r'd with Signs and Miracles,
To prove their sacred Mission true:
These shew'd the Wonders of his Hand,
And spread their Tokens through the Land.
13 He call'd for Darkness, and it came,
Yet would they not his Voice obey;
He turn'd their Waters into Blood,
And did their Fish in Numbers slay:
A noisome Pest of Frogs was bred,
And sent to croak at Pharaoh's Bed.
14 He gave the Sign, and Swarms of Flies,
Came from above in cloudy Hosts;
While Earth's enlivin'd Dust below,
Bred hateful Lice through all their Coasts:
Hailstones he did for Rain command,
And Flames of Fire, to plague the Land.
33 He smote their Fig Trees and their Vines,
Their lofty Forst Trees destroy'd;
Locusts and Caterpillars join'd;
In dreadful Swarms, the Land annoy'd:
Their Numbers cover'd all the Ground,
And eat the Fruit and Herbage round.
16 He, in one Night their First-born smote,
The Chief of all their Pride he slew;
But from their Land, enrich'd with Spoils,
In Health and Strength his Servants drew:
Egypt was glad when they remov'd,
Who had to them so fatal prov'd.
17 GOD spread a Cloud to cover them,
A Fire at Night was their sure Guide;
He gave them Quails at their Desire,
And them with heav'nly Bread supply'd:
He smote the Rock, and from the Wound,
The gushing Waters flow'd around.
18 For he his Promise kept in Mind,
And brought his People forth with Joy;
Gave them the Fruit of others Toil,
And did their Heathen Foes destroy:
That they his Statutes may obey,
And to his Laws due Rev'rence pay. Scripture: Psalm 105 Languages: English Tune Title: [O render Thanks, and bless the Lord]
O render Thanks and bless the LORD
O render Thanks to GOD above
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CVI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 O render Thanks to GOD above,
The Fountain of eternal Love;
Whose Mercy firm through Ages past
Has stood, and shall for ever last:
What mortal Eloquence can raise
Of his great Deeds th'immortal Praise?
2 Happy are they, and only they,
Who from thy Judgments never stray:
Extend to me that Favour, LORD,
Thou to thy Chosen dost afford:
When thou return'st to set them free,
Let thy Salvation visit me.
3 Oh! may I worthy prove, to see
Thy Saints in full Prosperity!
That I the joyful Choir may join,
And count thy People's Triumph mine:
But how can we expect such Grace,
Of Parents vile, the viler Race!
4 Ingrateful, they no longer thought
On all his Works in Egypt wrought;
The Red Sea they no sooner view'd,
But they their base Distrust renew'd;
Yet GOD, to vindicate his Name,
Once more to their Deliv'rance came.
5 To Right and Left, at his Command,
The prating Deep disclos'd her Sand;
Where firm and dry the Passage lay,
As through some parch'd and desart Way;
Thus rescu'd, by his Hand, they were,
And freed from Danger and from Fear.
6 Their Foes pursu'd them to the Waves,
Which prov'd the rash Pursuers Graves;
The watry Mountain's sudden Fall,
O'erwhelm'd proud Pharaoh, Host and all;
This Proof did stupid Israel move,
To own GOD's Truth, and praise his Love.
Part II
7 But soon these Wonders they forgot,
His Counsels they regarded not;
But lusting in the Wilderness,
Did him with fresh Temptations press:
Strong Food at their Request he sent,
But made their Sin their Punishment.
8 Yet still his Saints they did oppose,
The Priest and Prophet, whom he chose:
But Earth, the Quarrel to decide,
Her vengeful Jaws extended wide,
Rash Dathan to her Centre drew,
And Flames destroy'd Abiram's Crew.
9 Near Horeb's Mount, a Calf they made,
And to the molten Image pray'd;
Adoring what their Hands did frame,
They chang'd their Glory to their Shame:
Their GOD and Saviour they forgot,
And all his Works, in Egypt wrought.
10 Nor thought they on his pow'rful Hand;
Who spread such Wonders through the Land,
Nor on the fearful Things, which he
Had done for them, when at the Sea,
Proud Pharaoh, and his num'rous Host,
Were in o'erwhelming Billows lost.
11 Thus urg'd, his vengeful Hand he rear'd;
But Moses in the Breach appear'd:
The Saint did for the Rebels pray,
And turn'd Heav'n's kindled Wrath away.
Yet they his pleasant Land despis'd,
Nor his repeated promise priz'd,
12 GOD's Voice they would not yet obey,
But when he said, Go up, would stay;
This seal'd their Doom without Redress,
To perish in the Wilderness;
Or else to be, by Heathen Hands,
O'erthrown and scatter'd through the Lands.
Part III
13 Yet unreclaim'd, this stubborn Race
Baal-Peor's Worship did embrace;
Became his impious Guests, and fed
On Sacrifices to the Dead:
Thus they perished to provoke
GOD's Vengeance to the final Stroke.
14 'Tis come: - the deadly Pest is come,
To execute their gen'ral Doom;
But Phineas fir'd with holy Rage,
Th'Almighty's Vengeance to asswage,
Did, by two bold offenders Fall,
Th'Atonement make, that ransom'd all.
15 As him a heav'nly Zeal had mov'd,
So GOD the zealous Act approv'd;
In him 'twas counted Righteousness,
The LORD did therefore Phineas bless;
To him confirming, and his Race,
The Priesthood, he so well did grace.
16 At Meribah, GOD's Wrath they mov'd,
Who Moses for their Sakes reprov'd;
Whose patient Soul they did provoke,
'Till rashly the meek Prophet spoke:
Nor did they, though desir'd employ
Their Swords the Heathen to destroy.
17 Nor only spar'd the Pagan Crew,
But, mingling, learnt their Vices too;
And Worship to those Idols paid,
Which them to fatal Snares betray'd:
To Devils they did sacrifice,
Their Children with relentless Eyes.
18 They stain'd their Altars with a Flood,
Of their own Sons and Daughters Blood;
No cheaper Victims would appease,
Canaan's remorseless Deities:
No Blood her Idols reconcile,
But that which did the Land defile.
Part IV
19 Thus after their Hearts Lusts they went,
And daily did new Crimes invent;
But Sins of such infernal Hue,
GOD's Wrath against his People drew:
'Till he, their once indulgent LORD,
His own Inheritance abhor'd.
19 He them, defenceless, did expose
To their insulting Heathen Foes;
And made them on the Triumphs wait,
Of those who bare them greatest Hate:
To Tyrants they were subject made,
Who on them heavy Burdens laid.
21 Yet when, distress'd, they did repent,
His Anger did as oft relent;
Implacable he never prov'd,
Nor heard their wretched Cries unmov'd:
But did to mind his Promise bring,
And Mercy's inexhausted Spring.
22 Compassion too he did impart,
Ev'n to their Foes obdurate Heart;
And Pity for their Suff'rings bred,
In those, who them to Bondage led:
He did their Enemies dispose,
To ease the Burden of their Woes.
23 Still save us, LORD, and Israel's Bands
Together bring from Heathen Lands;
So to thy Name our Thanks we'll raise,
And ever triumph in thy Praise.
Let all thy saints, with full Accord,
Sing loud Amena - Praise ye the LORD! Scripture: Psalm 106 Languages: English Tune Title: [O render Thanks to God above]
O render Thanks to GOD above
Oh, sing unto the LORD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLIX (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 Oh, sing unto the LORD,
Him let the Righteous praise,
And in Assemblies meet,
His glorious Fame to raise,
Let Israel now in GOD rejoice,
And Sion to their King
Triumphant Praises sing,
With chearful Heart and well-tun'd Voice.
2 Oh, praise him, in the Dance
With Harp and Tabret join;
GOD loves the Meet, whilst they
Their Hearts to him resign.
Let all the Righteous bless the LORD,
And on their Beds rejoice;
And whilst they lift their Voice,
Bear in their Hands a two-edg'd Sword.
3 The Heathen to chastise;
For their Injustice past,
In Chains their Kings secure,
And bind their Nobles fast;
Them, as 'tis written, to destroy;
For GOD's most firm Decree
Shall full accomplish'd be;
Such Honours shall his Saints enjoy. Scripture: Psalm 149 Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, sing unto the Lord]
Oh, sing unto the LORD
Praise the LORD with one Consent
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXXV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 Praise the LORD with one Consent,
Magnify his holy Name;
Let the Servants of the LORD
Still his worthy Praise proclaim.
2 Praise him, ye that in his House,
Wait with never-ceasing Care;
Praise him, ye that to his Courts
With religious Zeal repair.
3 This our truest Int'rest is
Joyful Hymns of Praise to sing;
With loud Songs to bless his Name,
Is a most delightful Thing.
4 GOD his own peculiar Choice
Doth the Sons of Jacob make;
Israel's num'rous Offspring too,
For his Treasure he doth take.
5 That he's great, we often have
By our glad Experience found;
We have seen that he with Pow'r,
Far above all Gods, is crown'd.
6 For with unresisted Strength,
He performs his sov'reign Will;
Thro' Heav'n, Earth, and the Stores
Which the deepest Caverns fill.
7 Vapours from the Ground he lifts,
Which, though poiz'd in liquid Air,
Fall at last in Show'rs through which
His tremendous Lightnings glare.
8 From his Stores he brings the Wind;
And with his avenging Hand,
Smote at once, of Man and Beast,
The First-born through Egypt's Land.
9 He dread Signs and Wonders shew'd,
Throughout stubborn Egypt's Coast;
Plagues on haughty Pharaoh sent,
And on all his num'rous Host.
10 He the Heathen Nations smote,
Mighty Monarchs he suppress'd;
Sihon, Og, and all besides,
Who rich Canaan's Land possess'd.
11 Then, upon his chosen Race,
All their Land he did entail;
Therefore shall his Glory last,
And his praise shall never fail.
12 For the LORD his People's Cause
Shall with pitying Eyes survey;
And, repenting of his Wrath,
Turn his kindled Rage away.
13 Idols, whose false Worship spreads
Over all the Heathen Lands,
Made of Silver and of Gold,
Are the Work of human Hands.
14 They have Tongues, but cannot speak,
Useless are their polish'd Eyes;
They have Ears, and yet they're deaf,
And no Breath their Moth supplies.
15 Senseless, as themselves, are they,
Who their utmost Skill apply,
First to frame them, and when fram'd,
On their Work for Aid rely.
16 But their just Returns to GOD,
Still let grateful Israel pay;
Let the Priests of Aaron's Race,
Bless the LORD without Delay.
17 Of his Love, let Levi's House,
Their most pious Sense express;
Let all those that fear the LORD,
His great Name for ever bless.
18 Oh, let all in Sin's Courts
His amazing Works proclaim;
And in Salem, where he dwells,
Still exalt his holy Name. Scripture: Psalm 135 Languages: English Tune Title: [Praise the Lord with one consent]
Praise the LORD with one Consent
Praise ye the LORD, our GOD to praise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the LORD, our GOD to praise,
My Soul her utmost Pow'r shall raise;
With private Friends, and in the Throng
Of Saints, his Praise shall be my Song:
Great are his Works, and sought aright
By those, who in them take Delight.
2 His Works are all of matchless Fame,
And universal Glory claim;
His Truth, confirm'd, through Ages past,
Shall to eternal Ages last.
The gracious LORD hath us enjoin'd,
To keep his wond'rous Works in Mind.
3 His Bounty, like a flowing Tide,
Has all his Servants Wants supply'd;
And he will ever keep in Mind,
His Cov'nant with our Fathers sign'd:
For us he did his Pow'r display,
To us the Heathen Lands convey.
4 Just are the Dealings of his Hands,
Immutable are his Commands;
He set his Saints from Bondage free,
And then establish'd his Decree,
For ever to remain the same;
Holy and Rev'rend is his Name!
5 Who Wisdom's sacred Prize would win,
Must with the Fear of GOD begin;
Good Understanding, heav'nly Skill
Have they, who know and do his Will:
The Praise thereof is fixed sure,
And shall for evermore endure. Scripture: Psalm 111 Languages: English Tune Title: [Praise ye the Lord, our God to praise]
Praise ye the LORD, our GOD to praise
The King, O LORD! with Songs of Praise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the King and State Lyrics: 1 The King, O LORD! with Songs of Praise,
Shall in thy Strength rejoice;
And with a chearful Voice.
To thee shall lofty Anthems raise.
With thy Salvation crown'd,
He awes the Nations round.
2 For whatsoe'er his Lips request,
Thou dost to him impart,
The Wishes of his Heart.
Thou hast with thy Acceptance bless'd;
And to his humble Pray'r
Didst lend a gracious Ear.
3 Thy Mercy and thy tender Care,
Thou dost to him extend;
A Crown of Gold thou mad'st him wear,
Which ever shall endure,
Since thou hast fix'd it sure.
4 He pray'd for Life, and thou, O LORD,
Didst to his Pray'r attend
His span thou didst extend;
And kindly did to him afford,
A Life of endless Joy,
Which Death can ne'er destroy.
5 Thy sure Defence shall spread his Fame
Through all the Nations round;
His Deeds with Triumph crown'd
Shall far advance his glorious Name;
His Foes shall Homage pay,
To his superior Sway.
6 Eternal Blessings thou bestow'st,
And on his Royal Head,
Dost tender Mercies shed:
Whilst thou to him unclouded, shew'st
The Brightness of thy Face.
And mak'st his Joys encrease;
Part II
7 Because the King on GOD alone,
For timely Aid relies,
The LORD his Wants supplies;
His Mercy still supports his Throne,
Against each daring Foe,
That him would overthrow.
8 But, righteous LORD, thy stubborn Foes,
shall not secure remain,
Nor long their Place maintain;
Thy vengeful Arm shall find out those,
Who in Defiance stand,
Of thy most just Command.
9 When Thou against them dost engage,
And thy dread Pow'r employ;
Their Forces to destroy:
Thy Wrath shall, like an Oven's Rage,
Them and their Hopes and them consume,
In one tremendous Doom.
10 Nor shalt thy righteous Anger cease,
Or with their Ruin end;
But to their Seed extend;
To root out all their guilty Race,
And from the Page of Fame,
Blot out their very Name.
11 For all their Thoughts, engag'd on Ill,
To Malice were resign'd,
And wicked Schemes design'd;
But thou with watchful Care didst still
The bad Effects prevent,
On their most base Intent.
12 In vain, by shameful Flight they try,
To shun thy dreadful Pow'r,
Whilst thou dost round them show'r
Thy fatal Darts, that swiftly fly,
And with restless Might,
O'ertake them in their Flight.
13 Thus, LORD, thy wond'rous Strength disclose,
And thus with Glory crown'd,
Be thy great Deeds renown'd;
Whilst we glad Songs of Praise compose,
To magnify the Fame
Of thy most holy Name. Scripture: Psalm 21 Languages: English Tune Title: [The King, O Lord, with songs of praise]
The King, O LORD! with Songs of Praise
The LORD himself doth condescend
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to Believers Lyrics: 1 The LORD himself doth condescend,
To be my Shepherd and my Friend;
I on his faithfulness rely;
His Care shall all my Wants supply.
2 In Pastures green he doth me lead,
And there in Safety makes me feed,
Refreshing Streams are ever nigh,
My thirsty Soul to satify.
3 When stray'd, or languid, I complain,
His Grace revives my Soul again;
For his Name's sake, in Ways upright,
He makes me walk with great Delight.
4 Yea, when Death's gloomy Vale I tread,
With Joy, ev'n there, I'll lift my Head;
From Fear and Dread he'll keep me free,
His Rod and Staff shall comfort me.
5 Thou spread'st a Table, Lord for me,
While Foes with Spite thy Goodness see;
Thou dost my Head with Oil anoint,
And a full Cup for me appoint.
6 Goodness and Mercy shall to me,
Through all my Life extended be;
And when my Pilgrimage is o'er,
I'll dwell with thee for evermore. Scripture: Psalm 23 Languages: English Tune Title: [The Lord himself doth condescend]
The LORD himself doth condescend
The wicked Man's Transgression proves
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXVI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 The wicked Man's Transgression proves,
He fears not GOD, but Falshood loves;
Mischievous Arts conceiving;
The crafty Foe, with flatt'ring Lies,
His cursed Purpose would disguise,
In him there's no believing:
But his dark Plots expos'd to Shame,
Shall shew his Friendship's but a Name,
Whate'er is his Profession;
His wakeful Malice spends the Night,
In forging his accursed Spite,
In Schemes of great Oppression.
But Reason whispers to my Heart,
No Fear of God's before his Eyes.
2 But, LORD, thy Mercy's, my sure Hope,
Thy sacred Truth's unmeasur'd Scope,
Beyond the Skies extending;
Thy Justice like the Hills remains,
Thy Providence the World sustains,
All Things on thee depending.
Since of thy Goodness all partake,
Thy shelt'ring Wings the Saints shall make,
A Refuge for protection.
Such Guests shall to thy Courts be led,
And drink as from a Fountain Head,
Of Joys, in full Perfection.
3 Thy Presence is eternal Day,
To upright Hearts, O LORD! display,
Thy Truth's invalued Treasure;
Oh! let thy Saints thy Favour gain!
With thee the Springs of Life remain,
The Springs of Joy and Pleasure.
Whilst they, at me, insulting spurn,
Their Mischiefs on themselves return,
For thou hast me protected:
My harmless Life they would surprize,
But down they're fall'n no more to rise,
By all Mankind rejected.
Scripture: Psalm 36 Languages: English Tune Title: [The wicked man's transgression proves]
The wicked Man's Transgression proves
Though wicked Men grow rich or great
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXVII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Though wicked Men grow rich or great,
Yet let not their successful State,
Thy Anger or thy Envy, raise;
Howe'er they boast of blissful Days:
For they cut down like tender Grass,
Shall find their Glories quickly pass;
Or like a Flow'r that droops its Head,
Whose Beauty soon begins to fade.
2 Depend on GOD, and Him obey,
So thou within the Land shalt stay;
Secure from Danger, and from Want,
And he shall thy Petitions grant:
Make His Commands thy chief Delight,
And then thy Duty to requite;
To thee in Mercy he'll impart,
The secret Wishes of thy Heart.
3 In all thy Ways trust thou the Lord,
And he will needful Help afford;
All thy Concerns to him resign,
Who'll perfect ev'ry just Design:
He'll make, as Light, serene and clear,
Thy clouded Innocence appear;
And will thy Righteousness display,
Bright as the Sun's meridian Ray.
4 With quiet Mind on GOD depend,
And patiently for him attend;
Nor let it e'er thy Anger raise,
When those who follow sinful Ways,
With large Possessions still abound,
And with Prosperity are crown'd;
But let thy Soul at once despise
Them and the Plots which they devise.
5 From Anger cease, and Wrath forsake;
Let no ungovern'd Passion make
Thy wav'ring Heart espouse their Crime.
But trust in GOD, and wait his Time;
For he shall sinful Men destroy;
Whilst only they the Land enjoy,
Who humbly seek the LORD most high,
And with firm Hope on him rely.
6 How soon shall wicked Men decay!
Their Place shall vanish quite away;
Nor shall, by the strictest Search, be seen,
The Traces where thy once have been:
Whilst humble Souls possess the Earth,
Rejoicing still with Godly Mirth;
With Plenty they shall still abound,
With gentle Peace be ever crown'd.
Part II
7 While sinful Crouds, with false Design,
Against the righteous few combine,
And gnash their Teeth, and daring stand,
To shake the vengeful threat'ning Hand;
GOD shall their empty Plots deride,
And laugh at their defeated pride;
And while his Justice they defy,
He sees their utter Ruin nigh.
8 They draw the Sword, and bend the Bow,
The Poor and Needy to o'erthrow;
They practise Mischief ev'ry Day,
The Men of upright Lives to slay:
But their strong Bows shall soon be broke,
Their sharpen'd Weapon's mortal Stroke,
Shall back to their own Bosoms turn,
And make their Hearts with Anguish burn.
9 A little, with God's Favour bless'd,
That's by a righteous Man possess'd,
Is always to be valued more
Than all the Sinner's costly Store:
For GOD supports the just Man's Cause;
But as for those that break his Laws,
On them he will his Vengeance show'r
And quell their unsuccessful Pow'r.
10 His constant Care the Upright guides,
And over all their Life presides;
Their Portion shall for ever last;
Their Fruits of Plenty they shall taste;
And when Distress o'erwhelms the Earth,
Shall be unmov'd; and ev'n in Dearth,
The LORD shall all their Wants supply,
And make their Hearts o'erflow with Joy.
11 Not so the wicked Men, and those,
Who proudly dare GOD's Will oppose:
Destruction is their certain Lot;
Their very Names shall be forgot:
Like Fat of Lambs, their Hopes and they
Shall in an Instant melt away;
Like Smoke, that vanishes in Air,
So shall they quickly disappear.
Part III
12 While Sinners, brought to sad Decay,
Still borrow on, and never pay;
The Just have Pow'r and Will to give,
And shall in flowing Plenty live:
For such as GOD vouchsafes to bless,
Shall peaceably the Earth possess;
And those he curses, shall not stand,
But fall by his Almighty Hand,
13 The good Man's Way is GOD's Delight;
He orders all the Steps aright,
Of him, who moves by his Command,
And still upholds him with his Hand:
Though he sometimes may be distress'd,
Yet shall he ne'er be quite oppress'd;
Since GOD with Help is always nigh,
For those who on his Pow'r rely.
14 Though Age doth o'er my Youth prevail,
Yet saw I ne'er the Righteous fail,
Or Want o'ertake his num'rous Race;
GOD made his offspring's Wealth increase;
Because Compassion fill'd his Heart,
And he did chearfully impart,
Thus GOD in Mercy is inclin'd;
To those who keep a gen'rous Mind.
15 With Caution shun each wicked Deed,
In virtuous Ways with Zeal proceed,
For GOD, who Judgment loves, does still
Preserve his Saints secure from Ill;
And never will forsake the Just,
Who place in him their only Trust;
But wicked Men shall soon decay,
And like vain Shadows pass away.
16 The Upright shall possess the Land,
His Portion shall for ever stand;
The Lord shall his Protection be,
And he shall walk from Danger free;
His Tongue by Rules of Judgment moves;
His Heart the Law of God approves;
His Mouth with Wisdom is supply'd,
And his sure Steps shall never slide.
Part IV
17 In wait the watchful Sinner lies,
In Hopes the Righteous to surprize;
But all his Schemes must prove in vain,
For he shall not his Purpose gain;
God will not him defenceless leave,
But when he's judged will reprieve;
His Faults in Mercy he will see,
And From Destruction set him free.
18 Still on the LORD with Hope rely,
And he shall all thy Wants supply;
Wait thou on him, keep his Command,
And then exalted in the Land,
A large Possession thou shalt gain,
And from thy Foes secure remain:
While wicked Men destroy'd shall be,
And thou their dismal Fall shalt see.
19 The Wicked I in Pow'r have seen,
And like a Bay-Tree fresh and green,
That spreads its pleasant Branches round,
Ev'n so was he with Plenty crown'd;
But he was gone as quick as Thought,
And, tho' I diligently fought,
Yet could I, by no Sign or Trace,
Or any Mark, find out his Place.
20 Observe the perfect Man with Care,
And mark all such as upright are;
Their roughest Days in Peace shall end,
And happy Hours on them attend:
Whilst on the latter End of those,
Who dare GOD's holy Will oppose,
A common Ruin, soon or late,
Shall surely be their dismal Fate.
21 GOD, to the Just will Help afford,
Their only Safe-guard is the LORD;
Their Strength in Time of Need is he,
Who will from Danger set them free:
Because on him they still depend,
The LORD will timely Succour send:
The Wicked thus shall ne'er prevail,
Nor shall the Righteous ever fail. Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: [Though wicked Men grow rich and great]
Though wicked Men grow rich or great
Through all the Scenes of Life
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXIV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Lyrics: 1 Through all the Scenes of Life,
As well in Trouble as in Joy,
The Praises of my GOD shall still.
My Heart and Tongue employ.
His Goodness I'll declare,
'Till ass that are with Woes oppress'd,
From my Example Comfort take,
And charm their Griefs to rest.
2 O magnify the LORD!
And bless with me, his holy Name;
His faithful Word is ever sure,
His Truth is still the same:
For when to him I cry'd,
With heavy Woes encompass'd round,
He heard my Voice, and in his Love,
I soon a Refuge found.
3 Their dropping Hearts were eas'd;
We look'd to him alone for Aid,
Desir'd Success in ev'ry Face,
A chearful Air display'd.
"Behold, said they, and see
"The Man whom Providence reliev'd,
"So dang'rously beset with Woes,
"So wond'rously retriev'd!"
Part II
4 The Hosts of GOD encamp
Around the Dwellings of the Just;
Deliv'rance he affords to all
Who in his Succour trust.
O taste his wond'rous Love!
And soon Experience will decide,
How bless'd they are, and only they,
Who in his Truth confide.
5 Oh fear him all ye Saints!
And you'll have nothing else to fear;
Make you his Service your Delight,
He'll make your Wants his Care.
While Lions lack their Prey,
The bounteous LORD will Food provide,
For those as put their Trust in him,
And see their Wants supply'd.
6 Ye proudly dispos'd,
Approach, and my Instruction hear,
I'll teach you the true Discipline
Of his religious Fear:
Let him who Life desires,
And many prosp'rous Days would see;
From sland'rous Language keep his Tongue,
His Lips from Falshood free.
7 The crooked Paths of Vice
Decline, and Virtue's Ways pursue;
Establish Peace where 'tis begun,
And where 'tis lost, renew.
The LORD from Heav'n beholds,
The Just with favourable Eyes;
And, when distress'd, his gracious Ear,
Is open to their Cries.
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8 GOD turns his wrathful Look
On those whom Mercy don't reclaim;
To cut them off, and from the Earth
Blot out their very Name.
When in Distress they cry,
In Mercy he will hear his Saints,
And with a providential Care,
Attend to their Complaints.
9 The LORD is always nigh,
With Balm, to heal the broken Heart;
And to the contrite Spirit still,
His Comfort to impart.
The Wicked often strive,
But vain is always their Desire;
When they against the Just and True,
Maliciously conspire.
10 For under all the Weight,
Of sore Afflictions they endure,
The LORD will still preserve his Saints,
And keep their Bones secure.
The Wicked from their Arts,
Their speedy Ruin shall derive;
While righteous Men, whom they detest,
Shall them and theirs survive.
11 For GOD the Souls shall keep,
Of those who on His Truth depend;
To them and their Posterity,
His Blessings shall descend. Scripture: Psalm 34 Languages: English Tune Title: [Through all the scenes of life]
Through all the Scenes of Life
Thy Mercies, LORD, shall be my Song
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXIX (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Thy Mercies, LORD, shall be my Song;
My Song on them shall ever dwell;
To Ages yet unborn my Tongue
Thy never-failing Truth shall tell.
2 I have affirm'd and still maintain,
Thy Mercy shall for ever last;
Thy Truth that does the Heav'ns sustain,
Like them shall stand for ever fast.
3 Thus spak'st thou by thy Prophet's Voice:
"With David I a League have made;
"To him, my Servant, and my Choice,
"By solemn Oath this Grant convey'd:
4 "While Earth, and Seas, and Skies endure,
"Thy Seed shall in my Sight remain;
"To them thy Throne I will ensure;
"They shall to endless Ages reign."
5 For such stupendous Truth and Love,
Both Heav'n and Earth just Praises owe,
By Choirs of Angels sung above,
And by assembled Saints below.
6 What Seraph of celestial Birth
To vie with Israel's GOD shall dare?
Or who among the Gods of Earth,
With our Almighty LORD compare?
7 With Rev'rence and religious Dread,
His Saints should to his Temple press;
His Fear thro' all their Hearts should spread,
Who his Almighty Name confess.
8 LORD GOD of Armies, who can boast
Of Strength or Pow'r, like thine renown'd;
Of such a num'rous Faithful Host,
As that which does thy Throne surround?
9 Thou dost the lawless Sea controul,
And change the prospect of the Deep;
Thou mak'st the sleeping Billows roll,
Thou mak'st the rolling Billows sleep.
10 Thou brak'st in Pieces Rahab's Pride,
And did'st op0pressing Pow'r disarm:
Thy scatter'd Foes have dearly try'd
The Force of thy resistless Arm.
11 In the, the sov'reign Right remains
Of Earth and Heav'n; thee, Lord, alone
The World and all that it contains,
Their Maker and Preserver own.
12 The Poles on which the Globe does rest,
Were form'd by thy creating Voice;
Tabor and Hermon, East and West
In thy sustaining Pow'r rejoice.
13 Thy Arm is mighty, strong thy Hand,
Yet, LORD, thou dost with Justice reign;
Posses'd of absolute Command,
Thou Truth and Mercy dost maintain.
14 Happy, thrice happy they, who hear
Thy sacred Trumpet's joyful Sound;
Who may at Festivals appear,
With thy most glorious Presence crown'd.
15 Thy Saints shall always be o'erjoy'd,
Who on thy sacred Name rely;
And, in thy Righteousness employ'd,
Above their Foes be rais'd on high.
16 For in thy Strength they shall advance,
Whose Conquests from thy Favour spring:
The LORD of Hosts is our Defence,
And Israel's GOD our Israel's King.
17 Thus spak'st thou by thy Prophet's Voice;
"A mighty Champion I will send,
"From Judah's Tribe have I made Choice
"Of one who shall the rest defend.
18 "My Servant David I have found,
"With holy Oil anointed him;
"Him shall the Hand support that crown'd,
"And guard that gave the Diadem.
19 "No Prince from him shall Tribute force,
"No Son of Strife shall him annoy;
"His spiteful Foes I will disperse,
"And them before his Face destroy.
20 "My Truth and Grace shall him sustain;
"His Armies, in well order'd Ranks,
"Shall conquer, from the Tyrian Main,
"To Tigris and Euphrates' Banks.
21 "Me for his Father he shall take,
"His GOD and Rock of Safety call;
"Him I my first-born Son will make,
"And eartnly Kings his Subjects all.
22 "To him my Mercy I'll secure,
"My Cov'nant make for ever fast.
29 "His Seed for ever shall endure;
"His Throne 'till Heav'n dissolves shall last.
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23 "But if his Heirs my Law forsake,
"And from my sacred Precepts stray;
"If they my righteous Statutes break,
"Nor strictly my Commands obey;
24 "Their Sins I'll visit with a Rod,
"And for their Folly make them smart;
"Yet will not cease to be their GOD,
"Nor from my Truth, like them, depart.
25 "My Cov'nant I will ne'er revoke;
"But in Remembrance fast retain;
"The Thing that once my Lips have spoke,
"Shall in eternal Force remain.
26 "Once have I sworn, but once for all,
"And made my Holiness the Tie,
"That I my Grant will ne'er recal,
"Nor to my Servant David lie.
27 "Whose Throne and Race the constant Sun,
"Shall, like his Course, establish'd see;
"Of this, my Oath, thou conscious Moon,
"In Heav'n my faithful Witness be."
28 Such was thy gracious Promise, LORD;
But thou hast now our Tribes forsook,
Thy own Anointed hast abhorr'd,
And turn'd on him thy wrathful Look.
29 Thou seemest to have render'd void,
The Cov'nant with thy Servant made:
Thou hast his Dignity destroy'd,
And in the Dust his Honour laid.
30 Of strong Holds thou hast him bereft,
And brought his Bulwarks to decay;
His frontier Coasts defenceeless left,
A public Scorn, and common Prey.
31 His Ruin does glad Triumphs yield
To Foes advanc'd by Thee to Might;
Thou hast his conqu'ring Sword unsteel'd,
His Valour turn'd to shameful Flight.
32 His Glory is to Darkness fled,
His Throne is levll'd with the Ground;
His Youth to wretched Bondage led,
With Shame o'erwhelm'd and Sorrow drown'd.
33 How long shall we thy Absence mourn?
Wilt thou for ever, LORD, retire?
Shall thy consuming Anger burn,
'Till that and we at once expire?
34 Consider, LORD, how short a Space
Thou dost for mortal Life ordain;
No Method to prolong the Race,
But loading it with Grief and Pain.
35 What Man is he that can controul
Death's strict unalterable Doom?
Or rescue from the Grave his Soul,
The Grave that must Mankind intomb?
36 LORD, where's thy Love, thy boundless Grace,
The Oath to which thy Truth did seal;
Consign'd to David and his Race,
The Grant which Time should ne'er repeal?
37 See how thy Servants treated are
With Infamy, Reproach and Spite,
Which in my silent Breast I bear
From Nations of licentious Might.
38 How they reproaching thy great Name,
Have made thy Servants Hope their Jest:
Yet thy just praises we'll proclaim,
And ever sing, the LORD be blest.
Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English Tune Title: [Thy Mercies, Lord, shall be my Song]
Thy Mercies, LORD, shall be my Song
To celebrate thy Name, O LORD!
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #IX (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Lyrics: 1 To celebrate thy Name, O LORD!
My Heart and Voice, in one Accord
With grateful Joy, I will declare
To Men thy Works, which wond'rous are.
2 Thy Thought of them to me shall bring
Exalted Pleasure whilst I sing:
My thankful Soul shall strive to raise,
To thee, my GOD, triumphant Praise.
3 When those who did against me rise,
Have fled with Shame, struck with Surprize,
Terror shall seize them in their Flight;
They fall and perish at thy Sight.
4 Against my Life they strove in vain;
For thou didst still my Cause maintain;
My Right asserting from thy Throne,
Where Justice reigns, and Truth is known.
5 The Insolence of heathen Pride,
O GOD of Truth, thou wilt deride;
Their Offspring shall be low debas'd,
Their Names with Infamy disgrac'd.
Part II:
6 Mistaken Foes, your ill Design,
Quite vanquish'd, now you must resign;
Our City yet remains secure,
Altho' you thought its Ruin sure.
7 For GOD, the LORD, entrhon'd on high,
Is with impartial Justice nigh:
His Judgment-Seat he hath prepar'd;
As well to punish as reward.
8 There shall he sit in Righteousness,
And ev'ry secret Wrong redress:
His Anger will his Foes destroy,
His Saints shall still his Smiles enjoy.
9 GOD is a constant sure Defence
Against oppressing Insolence;
And when our Foes exert their Rage,
He will in our Behalf engage.
10 All those who have his Goodness known,
Will look for Help to GOD alone;
His Mercy never will neglect
Those who his holy Name respect.
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11 Oh join your Hearts in one Accord,
From Sion's Hill bless ye the LORD:
His Deeds throughout the World proclaim,
'Till all revere his holy Name.
12 When he Inquiry makes for Guilt!
The Blood of Saints by Sinners spilt;
He calls to Mind the Poor distress'd,
And all their Wrongs are soon redress'd.
13 Then pity, LORD, my troubled State,
Dispel the Grief my Foes create;
Thou who dost oft my Pray'r attend,
And in Distress Assistance lend.
14 That I in Zion may proclaim
Thy Praise to all who love thy Name,
And in loud Shouts of grateful Joy,
My Heart and Tongue, and Voice employ.
15 Deep in the Pit design'd for me
The Heathen Pride shall humbled be;
Their Feet insensibly ensnar'd,
where they my Ruin had prepar'd.
16 Thus, by his Judgments, GOD is known;
All Nations must his Justice own;
The Wicked he will low debase,
And by their own Designs disgrace.
17 In Hell the Sinner shall be cast,
Mid Torments which must ever last:
None are by Privacy obscur'd;
None shall by Numbers be secur'd.
18 His suff'ring Saints, when most distress'd,
Are by his timely Aid redress'd;
Tho' for a While in Sorrows drown'd,
Their Hope shall with Success be crown'd,
19 Arise, O LORD! to Judgment come,
Pronounce the guilty Heathen's Doom;
Let not thy Foes thy Saints devour;
But crush them by Almighty Pow'r.
20 Strike Terror through the Nations round;
The heathen Pride, O LORD! confound;
And let them by consenting Fear,
No more than mortal Men appear. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English Tune Title: [To celebrate thy name, O Lord]
To celebrate thy Name, O LORD!
To GOD be endless Praise addressed
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXVIII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Lyrics: 1 To GOD be endless Praise addressed,
Because his Mercies ne'er decay;
That he hath us with Favour blessed,
Let thankful Isr'el ever say:
And for the Love he's still extedning,
Let Aaron's House their Joy express;
His Truth and Goodness never ending.
Let all who fear the LORD confess.
2 My Soul to GOD her Pray'r addressed,
Who graciously vouchsaf'd to hear;
Since he relieves me, when oppressed,
Why should I any Mortal fear?
My Foes, no doubt, shall be disgraced,
Since GOD declares himself my Friend;
Our Hopes should all in him be placed,
And not on human Pow'r depend.
3 Though many Nations, close combined,
Did oftentimes beset me round;
Yet I my Cause to him resigned,
Who did their boasted Strength confound.
They swarm'd like Bees, and me defied,
Their Rage was like a short-liv'd Blaze;
For, whilst on GOD I still relied,
I overcame them all with Ease.
4 When they their utmost Force exerted,
In hopes to see my sudden Fall;
The LORD, who never me deserted,
In Mercy sav'd me from them all.
That I've escap'd from Tribulation,
To him alone the Praise belongs;
He is my Strength, and my Salvation;
He is the Theme of all my Songs.
5 The Just, with Joy, are ever praising
The LORD, who saves their souls from Harm;
For wond'rous Things and Works amazing,
Are done by his Almighty Arm.
His strong Right Hand he hath extended,
And never-fading Honours won;
His strong Right Hand hath us defended,
And most surprizing Wonders done.
6 Though Death draws nigh, my Soul dismaying,
Yet GOD shall still prolong my Days;
That I his mighty Works displaying,
May thus advance his glorious Praise.
When GOD, with heavy Hand correcting,
My Soul of all her Joy bereaves;
Ev'n then, his Mercy me protecting,
From Death my fainting Life retrieves.
7 Then let the Gates be wide extended,
The Gates, to which the Just repair,
That I, whom GOD hath thus defended,
May praise my great Deliv'rer there.
With Footsteps to those Gates directed,
To which in Crouds the Righteous press,
Since thou hast heard, and me protected,
Thy holy Name, O LORD, I'll bless.
8 That which the Builders once despised,
Is now become the Corner-Stone;
This Wonder, LORD, thou hast devised,
This wond'rous Work is thine alone!
This Day is GOD's, let Songs ascending
To Heav'n, be sent from ev'ry Voice:
LORD, be thy Arm our Cause defending,
And make us still in thee rejoice.
9 Who trusts in GOD, to be supported,
Ev'n him let all th' Assembly bless;
We, who have to his House resorted,
Do freely wish you good Success.
GOD is the LORD, in whose Salvation,
We all both Light and Comfort find;
Fast to the Horns, with Adoration,
The Altar's Horns, the Victim bind.
10 Thou art my GOD, and I with Pleasure,
Will ever praise thy holy Name;
Thou art my GOD, my soul's great Treasure,
Therefore I'll celebrate thy Fame!
Oh, to the LORD be Praise addressed,
Who doth so kind and gracious prove;
For us, his People, he hath blessed,
And crown'd with never ending Love. Scripture: Psalm 118 Languages: English Tune Title: [To God be endless Praise addressed]
To GOD be endless Praise addressed
To GOD, our never failing Strength
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 To GOD, our never failing Strength,
With glad Applause, loudly sing;
And jointly make a chearful Noise,
To Jacob's great and awful King.
2 Compose a lofty Hymn of Praise,
And touch your Instruments of Joy,
Let Psalteries and pleasant Harps,
With warbling Lutes, your Skill employ.
3 Let Trumpets at the great new Moon,
Their animating Voices raise,
To celebrate the joyful Time,
Th'appointed solemn Day of Praise.
4 For this a Statute was of old,
Which Jacob's GOD himself decreed,
To be with pious Care observ'd
For Times to come, by Israel's Seed.
5 This he, for a Memorial fix'd,
In Joseph, freed from Egypt's Land;
Strange Nations barb'rous Speech we heard,
A Speech we could not understand.
6 "Your bureen'd Shoulders I reliev'd,
(Thus seem'd our gracious GOD to say;)
"And by my Pow'r your servile Hands,
"Were freed from lab'ring in the Clay.
7 Your Ancestors, with Wrongs oppress'd,
For timely Help did call on me;
With Pity I their Suff'rings saw,
and from their Troubles set them free.
8 They fought for me, and from the Clouds
In awful Thunder I reply'd;
At Meribah's contentious Stream,
Their Faith and Duty both were try'd.
Part II
9 Whilst I my solemn Will declare,
Do thou my chosen People hear;
If thou, O Israel! to my Words
Wilt lend thy list'ning Ear.
10 Then shall no GOD besides myself,
Within thy Limits e'er be found,
Nor shalt thou worship any GOD
Adored by the Nations round.
11 The LORD thy GOD, am I alone,
Who brought thee out of Egypt's Land;
'Tis I that all thy just Desires
Do still supply with lib'ral Hand.
12 But they, my chosen Race, refus'd
To hearken to my gracious Voice;
Nor would rebellious Israel's Sons
Make me, with Confidence, their Choice.
13 So I provok'd, resign'd them up,
To ev'ry wicked Lust a Prey;
And in their own perverse Designs
Permitted them to go astray.
14 O that my People wisely would,
My just and mild Commandments heed;
That Israel in my righteous Ways
Would still, with pious Care, proceed.
15 Then should my heavy Judgments fall,
On all who would their Pow'r oppose;
And my avenging Hand be rais'd
To cut off all their daring Foes.
16 Their Enemies, and mine, should all,
Before my Footstool lowly bend;
But as for them, their happy State
Should stand secure, nor know an End.
17 All Parts with Plenty should abound,
With fairest Wheat the fruitful Field,
The barren clifts of craggy Rocks,
For them should richest Honey yield. Scripture: Psalm 81 Languages: English Tune Title: [To God, our never failing Strength]
To GOD, our never failing Strength
To GOD your grateful Voices raise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CVII (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 To GOD your grateful Voices raise,
Who does your Patron prove;
And let your never ceasing Praise
Attend his endless Love.
Let those give Thanks, whom he from Bands
Of haughty Foes releas'd;
And brought them back from distant Lands,
From North, South, West and East.
2 Through lonely desart Ways they went,
Nor could a City find;
'Till quite with Thirst and Hunger spent,
Their Souls within them pin'd.
Then soon to GOD's indulgent Ear
Did they their Cry address;
Who graciously vouchsaf'd to hear,
And freed them from Distress.
3 From crooked Paths he led them forth,
And did their Footsteps guide;
To wealthy Towns of great Resort,
Where they were well supply'd.
Oh then, that all the Earth, with me,
Would GOD's great Mercy praise;
And ALL the mighty Works, which he
Throughout the World displays.
4 For he beholds the longing Souls,
Their Wants he satisfies;
The hungry Soul, e'en to the full,
With Goodness he supplies.
10 Some lie, with Darkness compass'd round,
In Death's tremendous Shade;
And with unwieldy Fetters bound,
By Cares more heavy made.
5 Because GOD's Counsel they defy'd,
And lightly priz'd his Word,
They fell, and were with Sorrows try'd,
Where none could Help afford.
Then soon to God's indulgent Ear
They did their Cry address;
Who graciously vouchsaf'd to hear,
And freed them from Distress.
6 From dismal Dungeons, dark as Night,
And Black as Death's Abode,
He brought them forth, to chearful Light,
And Liberty bestow'd.
Oh then that all the Earth, with me
Would GOD's great Mercy praise,
And all the mighty Works, which he
Throughout the World displays!
7 For he, with his Almighty Hand,
The Gates in Pieces broke;
Nor could the Bars of brass withstand,
Or Steel resist his Stroke.
Part II
8 Remorseless Wretches, void of Sense,
With Boldness GOD defy;
And for their multiply'd Offence,
Oppress'd with sickness lie.
Their Soul, a Prey to Pain and Fear,
Abhors the choicest Meats;
And they by faint Degrees draw near
To Death's most dreadful Gates.
9 Then straight to GOD's indulgent Ear,
They do their Cry address;
Who graciously vouchsafes to hear,
And free them from Distress.
He all their sad Distempers heals,
And Health and Safety gives;
And when all human Succour fails,
Their Souls from Death retrieves.
10 Oh then, that all the Earth, with me
Would GOD's great Mercy praise;
And all his wondrous Works, which he
Throughout the World displays!
With Off'rings let his Altar flame,
Whilst they their Thanks express;
And with loud Joy, his holy Name,
For all his Wonders bless.
Part III
13 They that in Ships, with Courage bold,
Through Seas their Trade pursue,
Do GOD's amazing Works behold,
And fearful Wonders view.
No sooner his Command is past,
But forth the Tempest flies;
Which sweeps the Sea with rapid Haste,
And makes the Billows rise.
12 Sometimes the Ships, toss'd up to Heav'n,
On Mountain Waves appear;
Then down the steep Abyss are driv'n,
Each Soul dissolves with Fear.
They reel and stagger to and fro,
Like Men with Wine oppress'd;
Nor do the skilful Seamen know,
Which Course to steer, is best.
14 Then straight to GOD's indulgent Ear
They do their Cry address;
Who graciously vouchsafes to hear,
And free them from Distress.
He does the raging Storm appease,
And makes the Billows still;
With Joy they see their Fury cease,
Their Voyage they fulfil.
14 Oh then, that all the Earth, with me
Would GOD's great Mercy praise,
And all the mighty Works, which he
Throughout the World displays!
Let them, where all the Tribes resort,
Advance his glorious Name,
And in the Elders sov'reign Court,
With Joy his Praise proclaim.
Part IV
15 A fruitful Land, where Streams abound,
GOD, if People sin,
Will turn to dry and barren Ground,
And punish those therein:
The parch'd and desart Heath, he makes
To smile springing Wells;
Which for his Lot the Hungry takes,
And in strong Cities dwells.
16 He sows the Fields, the Vineyard plants,
Which all his Toil repay;
Nor can, while GOD his Blessing grants,
His Seed or Stock decay.
But when his Sins Heav'n's Wrath provoke,
His Substance fades away;
He feels th'Oppressor's gauling Yoke,
And falls to Grief a Prey.
17 The Prince that slights what GOD commands,
Must quickly leave his Throne;
And over wild and desart Lands
Abandon'd stray alone.
Whilst GOD from all afflicting Cares
Sets humble Men on high;
And makes in Time his num'rous Heirs
With num'rous Flocks to vie.
18 Then Sinners shall have nought to say,
The Just their Joy shall show;
The Wise these strange Events shall weigh,
And GOD's great Mercy know.
Scripture: Psalm 107 Languages: English Tune Title: [To God, your grateful voices raise]
To GOD your grateful Voices raise
To thee, O GOD, we render Praise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Lyrics: 1 To thee, O GOD, we render Praise
From Sion, thy blest Seat;
Our promis'd Altars there we'll raise,
And all our Vows compleat.
O thou, who to my humble Pray'r,
Didst bend thy list'ning Ear;
To thee shall all Mankind repair,
And at thy Throne appear.
2 Our Sins, tho' numberless, in vain
To stop thy Mercy try,
Whilst thou forgiv'st the guilty Stain,
And washest out the Dye.
Blest is the Man, who, near thee plac'd,
Within thy Dwelling lives!
Whilst we at humble Distance taste,
The Joy thy Temple gives.
3 By wond'rous Acts, O GOD most just,
Have we thy Answer found:
In the remotest Nations trust,
And those whom Seas surround.
GOD by His Strength sets fast the Hills,
And does his Pow'r engage,
With which the stormy Waves he stills,
And quells the Peope's Rage.
Part II
4 Thou, LORD, dost barb'rous Lands dismay,
When they thy Tokens view;
With Joy they see the Night and Day,
Each others Track pursue.
From out thy unexhausted Store,
Thy Rain refresh the Ground;
Makes Lands, that barren were before,
With Corn and Fruits abound.
5 On rising Ridges down it pours,
And ev'ry Valley fills;
And in the soft prolific Show'rs,
A bless'd Increase distills.
Thy Goodness does the circling Year,
With smiling Plenty crown;
And where thy glorious Paths appear,
Thy Clouds drop Fatness down.
6 They drop on barren Forests, chang'd
By them to Pastures green;
The Hills in beauteous Order rang'd,
In Robes of Joy are seen,
Large Flocks the chearful Downs adorn,
The teeming Vallies bring
A plenteous Crop of full-ear'd Corn,
And seem to laugh and sing. Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English Tune Title: [To thee, O God, we render Praise]
To thee, O GOD, we render Praise
When Isra'l, by th'Almighty led
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXIV (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 When Isra'l, by th'Almighty led,
(Enrich'd with their Oppressor's Spoil)
From Egypt march'd, and Jacob's Seed
From Bondage in a foreign Soil;
2 JEHOVAH, for his Residence,
Chose out Imperial Judah's Tent,
His Mansion Royal, and from thence
Through Israel's Camp his Orders sent.
3 The distant Sea with Terror saw,
And from th'Almighty's Presence fled;
Old Jordan's Streams surpriz'd with Awe,
Retreated to their Fountain's Head.
4 The taller Mountains skipp'd like Rams,
When Danger near the Fold they hear;
The Hills skipp'd after them like Lambs,
Affrighted by their Leader's Fear.
5 O Sea, what made your Tide withdraw,
And naked leave your oozy Bed?
Why Jordan, against Nature's Law,
Recoild'st thou to thy Fountain's Head?
6 Why, Mountains did ye skip like Rams,
When Danger does approach the Fold?
Why after you, the Hills like Lambs,
When they their Leader's Flight behold?
7 Earth tremble on; well may'st thou fear
Thy LORD and Maker's Face to see;
When Jacob's awful GOD draws near,
'Tis Time for Earth and Seas to flee.
8 To flee from GOD, who Nature's Law
Confirms and cancels at his Will;
Who Springs, from flinty Rocks, can draw,
And thirsty Vales with Water fill. Scripture: Psalm 114 Languages: English Tune Title: [When Isra'l by th'Almighty led]
When Isra'l, by th'Almighty led
When Sion's God her mournful Sons
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXVI (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Delerances and Wonders, General Lyrics: 1 When Sion's GOD her mournful Sons
Recall'd from long Captivity,
It seem'd at first a pleasing Dream
Of what we wish'd to see;
But soon our Tongues we did employ
In thankful Hymns and Songs of Joy.
2 Our Heathen Foes repining stood;
Yet they were all compell'd to own,
That great and wond'rous was indeed
The Work our GOD for us had done:
His Goodness we with Joy confess,
Who thus hath crown'd us with Success.
3 To us bring back the Remnant, LORD,
Of Israel's long enclaved Bands;
More wellcome than refreshing Show'rs
That fall on parch'd and thirsty Lands:
That we, who did our Days employ
In Sorrow, now may reap in Joy.
4 Though he desponds, that sows his Grain,
Yet, doubtless, he at last shall come
To bind his ripen'd full-ear'd Sheaves,
And bring the plenteous Harvest home:
Then former Griefs shall pass away,
And glad Success his Toil repay. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English Tune Title: [When Sion's God her mournful sons]
When Sion's God her mournful Sons
National Judgments deprecated, and national Mercies pleaded
Author: President Davies Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCIX (1790) Topics: Fasts and Thanksgivings First Line: While o'er our guilty land, O Lord! Lyrics: 1 While o’er our guilty land, O Lord!
We view the terrors of thy sword
Oh! whither shall the helpless fly?
To whom but thee direct their cry?
2 The helpless sinner's cries and tears,
Are grown familiar to thine ears;
Oft has thy mercy sent relief,
When all was fear and hopeless grief.
3 On thee our guardian God, we call,
Before thy throne of grace we fall;
And is there no deliv'rance there?
And must we perish in despair?
4 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn,
To our forsaken God we turn;
O spare our guilty country, spare,
The church which thou hast planted here.
5 We plead thy grace indulgent God;
We plead thy Son’s atoning blood;
We plead thy gracious promises,
And are they unavailing pleas?
6 These pleas, presented at thy throne,
Have brought ten thousand blessings down
On guilty lands in helpless woe;
Let them prevail to save us too.
Scripture: Amos 3:1 Languages: English
National Judgments deprecated, and national Mercies pleaded
With Heart and Voice in one Accord
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXX (1767) Topics: Thanksgivings For Recovery of Heatlh Lyrics: 1 With Heart and Voice in one Accord,
I'll celebrate thy Praises, LORD:
For thou hast set me up on high,
Ev'n when insulting Foes were nigh;
With Fury they my Peace assail'd,
'Till thy all-conqu'ring Arm prevali'd.
2 In my Distress I cry'd to thee,
Who didst in Mercy set me free;
My Eyes were almost clos'd in Death,
And I had nigh resign'd my Breath;
When thou my hopeless Life retriev'd,
And from the Grave my Soul reliev'd.
3 Thus in his Courts, with Songs of Praise,
Ye Saints your grateful Voices raise;
His Truth and tender Love declare,
And bless his providential Care:
His tender Mercies loud proclaim,
And ever bless his glorious Name.
4 His Anger soon is over-pass'd,
His Favours will forever last;
Tho' Sorrow may a Night endure,
Yet in his loving Kindness sure;
For with the chearful Dawn of Morn,
His chearing Mercy will return.
Your Night of Grief is recompens'd
with Joy's returning Day.
Part II
6 But I presum'd in prosp'rous Days,
My Glory's yet unsully'd Rays;
And as no low'ring clouds appear'd,
So I no sudden Danger fear'd:
I thought the LORD my Ways approve'd,
And I should never be remov'd.
6 But soon I found thy Favour, LORD!
Alone could solemn Joy afford:
For when thy Face was trun'd away,
My blooming Hopes dishonour'd lay;
My Sin I humbly then confess'd,
And thus again the LORD address'd.
7 "What Profit in my Blood is found,
"When cold congealed in the Bround?
"Can silent Ashes ever raise,
"The glorious Tribute of thy Praise?
"Oh then thy wonted Aid extend,
"For on thee only I depend!"
11 'Tis done, and thou hast chang'd my Fate,
Investing me in Robes of State;
Thou hast my Grief to Gladness turn'd,
Tho' lately I in Sack-cloth mourn'd;
Therefore my Songs, with grateful Joy,
In praising thee, I will employ.
Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English Tune Title: [With heart and voice in one accord]
With Heart and Voice in one Accord
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