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Vast are thy works, almighty Lord!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #79 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord!
All nature rests upon thy word.
Thy glories in the heav'ns we see;
The spacious earth is full of thee.
2 The various tribes of creatures stand,
Waiting their portions from thy hand;
And, while they take their diff'rent food,
Their cheerful looks pronounce thee good.
3 Whene'er thy face is hid, they mourn,
And, dying, to their dust return;
Both man and beast their souls resign;
Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine.
4 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again,
And fill the world with beasts and men.
A word of thy creating breath
Repairs the wastes of time and death.
5 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke,
And at thy touch the mountains smoke.
Yet humble souls may see thy face,
And tell their wants to sov'reign grace.
6 In thee my hopes and wishes meet,
And make my meditations sweet.
I to my God, my heav'nly King,
Immortal hallelujahs sing. Languages: English
Vast are thy works, almighty Lord!
Great Ruler of the earth and skies!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #80 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Great Ruler of the earth and skies!
A word of thine almighty breath
Can sink the world, or bid it rise.
Thy smile is life, thy frown is death.
2 When angry nations rush to arms,
And rage, and noise, and tumult reign,
And war resounds its dire alarms,
And slaughter dyes the hostile plain:
3 Thy sov'reign eye looks calmly down,
And marks the their course, and bounds their pow'r;
Thy lay the angry nations own,
And noise and war are heard no more.
4 Then peace returns with balmy wing,
Sweet peace! with her what blessings fled!
Glad plenty laughs, the vallies sing,
Reviving commerce lifts her head.
5 To thee we pay our grateful songs;
Thy kind protection still implore.
O may our hearts, and lives and tongues,
Confess thy goodness, and adore! Languages: English
Great Ruler of the earth and skies!
Give to the winds thy fears
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #82 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Give to the winds thy fears,
Hope, and be undismay'd:
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.
2 Through waves and clouds and storms,
He gently clears thy way:
Wait thou his time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
3 What though thou rulest not;
Yet heave'n, and earth, and hell,
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.
4 Thine everlasting truth,
Father, thy ceaseless love,
Sees all thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove.
5 And whatsoe'er thou will'st,
Thou dost, O King of kings;
What thine unerring wisdom chose,
thy pow'r to being brings.
6 Thou seest our weakness, Lord;
Our hearts are known to thee.
O lift thou up the sinking head,
Confirm the feeble knee.
7 Let us in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare;
And publish with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care. Languages: English
Give to the winds thy fears
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #83 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Not from relentless fate's dark womb,
Or from the dust, our troubles come.
No fickle chance presides o'er grief,
To cause the pain, or send relief.
2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints!
The cause and cure of your complaints.
Know, 'tis your heav'nly Father's will:
Bid ev'ry murmur then be still.
3 He sees, we need the painful yoke;
Yet love directs his heaviest stroke.
He takes no pleasure in our smart,
But wounds to heal and cheer the heart.
4 Blest trials those that cleanse from sin,
And make the soul all pure within,
Wean the fond mind from earthly toys,
To seek and taste celestial joys! Languages: English
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
Sure there's a righteous God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #85 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Sure there’s a righteous God,
Nor is religion vain;
Though men of vice may boast aloud,
And men of grace complain.
2 I saw the wicked rise,
And felt my heart repine,
While haughty fools, with scornful eyes,
In robes of honour shine.
3 Their impious tongues blaspheme
The everlasting God;
Their malice blasts the good man’s name,
And spreads their lies abroad.
4 The tumults of my thought
Held me in deep suspense,
Till to thy house my feet were brought,
To learn thy justice thence.
5 Thy Word with light and pow'r
Did my mistakes amend;
I view'd the sinner’s life before,
But here I learnt their end.
6 Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My thoughts no more repine.
I call my God my portion now,
And all my pow'rs are thine. Languages: English
Sure there's a righteous God
Let others boast how strong they be
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #86 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Let others boast how strong they be,
Nor death nor danger fear;
While we'll confess, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay:
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.
3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone;
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 'tis our God supports our frame,
The God that formed us first,
Salvation to th' almighty name
That rear'd us from the dust!
5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore.
His spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no more.
Languages: English
Let others boast how strong they be
Upward I lift mine eyes
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #87 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Upward I lift mine eyes,
From God is all my aid;
The God who built the skies,
And earth's foundation laid.
God is the tow'r
To which I fly:
His grace is nigh
In ev'ry hour.
2 My feet shall never slide
Or fall in fatal snares;
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears.
Those wakeful eyes
That never sleep
His children keep
When dangers rise.
3 No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of ev'ning air,
Shall take my health away,
If God be with me there.
Thou art my sun,
And thou my Shade,
To guard my head
By night or noon.
4 Hast Thou not giv'n thy word
To save my soul from death?
And I can trust my Lord
To keep my mortal breath.
I'll go and come,
Nor fear to die,
Till from on high
Thou call me home. Languages: English
Upward I lift mine eyes
They that have made their refuge God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #88 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 They that hath made their refuge God
Shall find a most secure abode;
Shall walk all day beneath his shade,
And there at night shall rest their head.
2 If burning beams of noon conspire
To dart a pestilential fire,
God is their life; his wings are spread,
To shield them 'midst ten thousand dead.
3 If vapors with malignant breath
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death,
Still they are safe; the poison'd air
Again grows pure, if God be there.
4 But if the fire, or plague, or sword,
Receive commission from the Lord
To strike his saints among the rest,
Their very pains and deaths are blest.
5 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfill their best desire;
From sins and sorrows set them free,
And bring thy children, Lord! to thee.
Languages: English
They that have made their refuge God
And art thou with us, gracious Lord
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #89 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 And art Thou with us, gracious Lord,
To dissipate our fear?
Dost Thou proclaim Thyself our God,
Our God for ever near?
2 Doth thy right hand, which form'd the earth,
And bears up all the skies,
Stretch from on high its friendly aid,
When dangers round us rise?
3 And wilt thou lead our weary souls
To that delightful scene,
Where rivers of salvation flow
Through pastures ever green?
4 On thy support our souls shall lean,
And banish ev'ry care;
The gloomy vale of death will smile,
If God be with us there.
5 While we his gracious succour prove,
'Midst all our various ways
The darkest shades, thro' which we pass,
Shall echo with his praise. Languages: English
And art thou with us, gracious Lord
The Lord my pasture shall prepare
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #90 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare
And feed me with a shepherd’s care;
His presence shall my wants supply
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious lonely wilds I stray;
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile;
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crowned,
And streams shall murmur all around.
4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid
And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Languages: English
The Lord my pasture shall prepare
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