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With one Consent let all the Earth

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #C (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Lyrics: 1 With one Consent let all the Earth To GOD their chearful Voices raise; Glad Homage pay with awful Mirth, And sing before him Songs of Praise. 3 Convinc'd that he is GOD alone, From whom both we and all proceed; We, whom he chooses for his own, The Flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 3 O enter then his Temple Gate, Thence to his Courts devoutly press; And still your grateful Hymns repeat, And still his Name with Praises bless. 4 For he's the LORD supremely good, His Mercy is for ever sure; His Truth, which always firmly stood, To endless Ages shall endure. Scripture: Psalm 100 Languages: English Tune Title: [With one Consent, let all the Earth]

With new made Songs, let GOD be praised

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCVIII (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the coming of the Savior Lyrics: 1 With new-made Songs, let GOD be praised, Who wondrous Things for us hath done With his Right Hand and Arm upraised,, A glorious Conquest he has won. The LORD, hat to the World, dismayed, Declar'd his Strength and saving Might, He hath his righteous Acts displayed, Before th' astonish'd Heathens Sight. 2 The LORD, in Love and Truth excelling, Of Israel's House hath mindful been; And Nations in Earth's Corners dwelling, The saving Pow'r of GOD have seen. Let Earth's Inhabitants, combining, To him their joyful Voices raise; Let all in Songs of Triumph joining, Loudly resound their Maker's Praise. 3 With many tuneful Harps surrounding, Let them into the Concert bring, Trumpets and Cornets, shrilly sounding, And hymn glad Praises to their King: Let the loud Ocean roar, transported, With all that spacious Seas contain, Be Earth's Inhabitants exhorted, To join in Praise the noisy Main. 4 Let Streams, thro' fertile Meadows bounding, In larger Torrents dance and play; Let Hills and Vales their Joy resounding, Far off redoubled Shouts convey: To welcome down the King renowned, Who does in awful Triumph come, With never fading Glory crowned, With Justice to reward or doom. Scripture: Psalm 98 Languages: English Tune Title: [With new made songs, let God be praised]

To thee, O GOD, we render Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXV (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Lyrics: 1 To thee, O GOD, we render Praise, To thee with daily Thanks repair; For that thy Name to us is nigh, Thy great and wond'rous Works declare. For thou, O LORD, art still the same, And very glorious is thy Name. 2 In Israel when my Throne is fix'd, With me shall Truth and Justice reign; The Land with Discord shakes, but I The falling Pillars will sustain. To Fools, I said, your Wrongs redress, To wicked Men, your Pride suppress. 3 For that Promotion which to gain, Your vain Ambition daily strives; From neither East, nor West, nor North, Nor yet from Southern Climes arrives. For GOD will cast the Haughty down, And lift the Humble to a Throne. 4 His Hand holds forth a dreadful Cup, With purple Wine full mix'd 'tis crown'd, The deadly Potion which his Wrath, Shall pour upon the Nations round, Its bitter Dregs shalt sinners squeeze, And drink up all the deadly Lees. 5 But I will talk of Jacob's GOD, And to the World his Pow'r relate; His Justice, Truth and Mercy too, My song shall ever celebrate; The Wicked shall before him fly, The Just shall be exalted high. Scripture: Psalm 75 Languages: English Tune Title: [To thee, O God, we render Praise]

My Soul her Song shall raise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVI (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Lyrics: 1 My Soul her Song shall raise, The LORD of Host to praise, For whilst I my Breath enjoy, This Tribute I will bring, And daily Praises sing, In triumphant Songs of Joy. 2 On Princes ne'er depend, For they cannot defend, Nor in Danger Help supply; Depriv'd of Breath, they must Return again to Dust, And with them their Thoughts shall die. 3 How highly bless'd are they, Who with Devotion pray, Unto Jacob's GOD for Aid; He form'd the Heav'n and Earth, And to the Sea gave Birth, Nor forgets his Promise made. 4 When Men the Poor oppress, He doth their Wrongs redress, And the Hungry he doth feed; Doth Pris'ners Chains unbind, Give Sight unto the Blind, Whilst they walk from Darkness freed. 5 The Weak and Fall'n he rears, GOD for the Righteous cares, And the Stranger doth defend; The weeping Widow's Cause His tender Pity draws, Helpless Babes on him depend. 6 GOD shall the Wicked slay, In their unrighteous Way, But o'er Sion he is King; From Age to Age his Reign Shall ever sure remain; To the LORD loud Praises sing. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul her Song shall raise]

Bless GOD, my Soul, thou, LORD, alone

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CIV (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Lyrics: 1 Bless GOD, my Soul; thou, LORD, alone Possessest Empire without Bounds; With Honour thou art crown'd, thy Throne Eternal Majesty surrounds: With Light thou dost thyself enrobe, And Glory for a Garment take; Heav'n's Curtains stretch'd beyond the Globe, Thy Canopy of State to make. 2 GOD builds on liquid Air, and forms His Palace Chambers in the Skies; The Clouds his Chariots are, and Storms The swift-wing'd Steeds with which he flies: As bright as Flame, as swift as Wind, His Ministers Heaven's Palace fill; To have their sundry Tasks assign'd; All proud to serve their Sov'reign's Will. 3 Earth on her Centre fix'd, he set, Her Face with Waters overspread; Nor proudest Mountains dar'd as yet, To lift above the Waves their Head: But when thy awful Face appear'd, Th'insulting Waves dispers'd; they fled, When once thy Thunder's Voice they heard, And by their Haste confess'd their Dread. 4 Thence up by secret Tracks they creep, And gushing from the Mountain's side; Through Valleys travel to the Deep, Appointed to receive their Tide; There hast thou fix'd the Ocean's Bounds, The threat'ning Surges to repel; That they no more o'erpass their Mounds, Nor to a second Deluge swell. Part II 5 Yet thence in smaller Parties drawn, The Sea recovers her lost Hills; And starting Springs from ev'ry Lawn, Surprise the Vales with plenteous Rills: The Fields, tame Beasts are thither led, Weary with Labour, faint with Drought; And Asses on wild Mountains bred, Have Sense to find these Currents out. 6 There shady Trees from scorching Beams, Yield shelter to the feather'd Throng; They drink, and to the bounteous Stream, Return the Tribute of their Song: His Rains from Heav'n parch'd Jills recruit, That soon transmit the liquid Store; Till Earth is burthen'd with her Fruit, And Nature's Lap can hold no more. 7 Grass, for our Cattle to devour, He makes the Growth of ev'ry Field; Herbs, for Man's Use of various Pow'r, That either Food or Physick yield: With cluster'd Grapes he crowns the Vine, To chear Man's Heart, opprest with Cares; Give Oil that makes his Face to shine, And Corn that wasted Strength repairs. Part III 8 The Trees of God, without the Care, Or Art of Man, with Sap are fed; The Mountain Cedar looks as fair, As those in Royal Gardens bred: Safe in the lofty Cedar's Arms, The Wand'rers of the Air may rest; The hospitable Pine from Harms Protects the Stork, her pious Guest. 9 Wild Goats the craggy Rock ascend, Its tow'ring Heights their Fortress make; Whose Cells in labyrinths extend, Where feebler Creatures Refuge take: The Moon's inconstant Aspect shows Th'appointed Seasons of the Year; Th'instructed Sun his Duty knows, His Hours to rise and disappear. 10 Darkness he makes the Earth to shroud, When Forest Beasts securely stray; Young Lions roar their Wants aloud, To Providence, that sends them Prey: They range all Night, on Slaughter bent, 'Till summon'd by the rising Morn; To skulk in Dens, with one Consent, The conscious Ravagers return. 11 Forth to the Tillage of the Soil, The Husbandman securely goes; Commencing with the Sun his Toil, With him returns to his Repose: How various, LORD, thy Works are found, For which thy Wisdom we adore! The Earth is with thy Treasure crown'd, 'Till Nature's Hand can grasp no more. Part IV 12 But still, the vast unfathom'd Main, Of Wonders, a new Scene supplies; Whose Depths Inhabitants contain, Of ev'ry Form and ev'ry Size: Full-freighted Ships from ev'ry Port, There cut their unmolested Way; Leviathan, whom there to Sport Thou mad'st, his Compass there to play. 13 These various Troops of Sea and Land, In Sense of common Want agree; All wait on thy dispensing Hand, And have their daily Alms from thee: They gather what thy Stores disperse, Without their Trouble to provide: Thou op'st thy Hand, the Universe, The craving World is all supply'd. 14 Thou for a Moment hid'st thy Face, The num'rous Ranks of Creatures mourn; Thou tak'st their Breath, all Nature's Race, Forthwith to Mother Earth return: Again thou send'st thy Spirit forth, T'inspire the Mass with vital Seed; Nature's restor'd, and Parent Earth, Smiles on her new created Breed. 15 Thus through successive Ages stands, Firm fix'd thy providential Care; Pleas'd with the Work of thy own Hands, Thou dost the Wastes of Time repair: One Look of thine, one wrathful Look, Earth's panting Breast with Terror fills, One Touch from Thee, with Clouds of Smoke, In Darkness shrouds the proudest Hills. 16 In praising GOD, while he prolongs My Breath, I will that Breath employ; And join Devotion to my Songs, Sincere, as in Him is my Joy: While Sinners from Earth's Face are hurl'd, My Soul, praise thou his holy Name, 'Till with my Song, the list'ning World Join Concert, and his Praise proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English Tune Title: [Bless God, my Soul, thou Lord, alone]

Thy Mercies, LORD, shall be my Song

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXIX (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God his Covenant of Grace with his Church 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. Part II 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]

To thee, O GOD, we render Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXV (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence 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]

O come, loud Anthems let us sing

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCV (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God his Majesty and Attributes Lyrics: 1 O come, loud Anthems let us sing, Loud Thanks to our Almighty King: For we our Voices high should raise, When our Salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his Presence let us haste To thank him for his Favours past; To him address in joyful Songs, The Praise that to his Name belongs. 3 For GOD the LORD, enthron'd in State, Is with unrivaled Glory great; A King superior far to all, Whom Gods the Heathen falsely call. 4 The Depths of Earth are in his Hand, Her secret Wealth at his Command; The Strength of Hills that threat the Skies, Subjected to his Empire lies. 5 The rolling Ocean's vast Abyss By the same sov'reign Right is his: 'Tis mov'd by his Almighty Hand, That form'd and fix'd the solid Land. 6 O let us to his Courts repair, And bow with Adoration there: Down on our Knees devoutly, all, Before the LORD our Maker fall. 7 For he's our GOD, our Shepherd he, His Flock and Pasture Sheep are we; If then you'll (like his Flock) draw near, To Day if you his Voice will hear. 8 Let not your harden'd Hearts renew, Your Fathers' Crimes and Judgments too; Nor here provoke my Wrath, as they, In desart Plains of Meribah. 9 When thro' the Wilderness they mov'd, And me with fresh Temptations prov'd, They still, thro' Unbelief, rebell'd, While they my wond'rous Works beheld. 10 They forty Years my Patience griev'd, Tho' daily I their Wants reliev'd: Then--'Tis a faithless Race, I said, Whose Hearts from me have always stray'd; 11 They ne'er will tread my righteous Path, Therefore to them in settled Wrath, Since they despis'd my Rest, I sware, That they should never enter there. Scripture: Psalm 95 Languages: English Tune Title: [O come, loud Anthems let us sing]

Ye realms of Joy, your Maker's Fame

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVIII (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Lyrics: 1 Ye Realms of Joy, your Maker's Fame, Exalt above the starry Frame; Ye Cherubims, your Voices raise, And Seraphims, to sing his Praise. Thou Silver Moon, that rul'st the Night, With all the glitt'ring Stars of Light, Thou glorious Sun that guid'st the Day, To him your grateful Homage pay. 2 Ye Heav'ns above, his Praise declare, And Clouds that move in liquid Air, Let all adore their sov'reign LORD, For all, at his creative Word, At once from silent Nothing came; Oh, let them bless his holy name, Whose firm Decree stands ever fast, And to Eternity shall last. 3 Let Earth her grateful Tribute pay: Praise him, ye Fish that through the Sea Glide swiftly by, with glitt'ring Scales; Oh, praise him all, ye dreadful Whales, Let misty Air, Fire, Hail and Snow, And Winds that, where he bids them, blow, To him their constant Praise address, And his great Name for ever bless. 4 By lofty Hills, in concert join'd, Cedars and Trees, for Fruit design'd, By ev'ry creeping Thing and Beast, And winged Fowl, GOD's Name be bless'd. Let Men of low or royal Birth, Let all the Judges of the Earth, Let Youth and Maids his Praise proclaim, And hoary Heads advance his Fame. 5 United Zeal by us be shown, To raise his endless Fame alone, Whose Pow'r o'er all the Earth extends, Whose glorious Sway the Sky transcends, His Saints he doth with Honour grace, And ever favour Israel's Race; Your grateful Voice, O, therefore raise, Rejoicing still the LORD to praise. Languages: English Tune Title: [Ye realms of joy, your Maker's Fame]

Ye Saints and Servants of the LORD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXIII (1767) Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Lyrics: 1 Ye Saints and Servants of the LORD, The Triumphs of his Name record; His sacred Name for ever bless; Where e'er the circling Sun displays His rising Beams, or setting Rays, Due Praise to his great Name address. 2 GOD through the World extends his Sway, The Regions of eternal Day But Shadows of his Glory are: With him, whose Majesty excells, Who made the Heav'n, in which he dwells, Let no created Pow'r compare. 3 Though 'tis beneath his State to view, In highest Heav'n what Angels do, Yet he to Earth vouchsafes his Care: He takes the Needy from his Cell, Advancing him in Courts to dwell, Companion to the Greatest there. 4 When childless Families despair, He sends the Blessing of an Heir, To rescue their expiring Name: Makes her, that barren was, to bear, And joyfully her Fruit to rear. Oh then extol his matchless Fame! Scripture: Psalm 113 Languages: English Tune Title: [Ye Saints and Servants of the Lord]