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Midnight Thoughts recollected

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #114 (1787) Topics: Converse with God; Converse with God First Line: 'Twas in the watches of the night Lyrics: 1 'Twas in the watches of the night I thought upon thy power, I kept thy lovely face in sight Amidst the darkest hour. 2 My flesh lay resting on my bed, My soul arose on high; My God, my Life, my Hope, I said, Bring thy salvation nigh. 3 My spirit labours up thine hill, And climbs the heavenly road; But thy right-hand upholds me still, While I pursue my God. 4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head The shadow of thy wings; My heart rejoices in thine aid, My tongue awakes and sings. 5 But the destroyers of my peace Shall fret and rage in vain; The tempter shall forever cease, And all my sins be slain. 6 Thy sword shall give my foes to death, And send them down to dwell In the dark caverns of the earth, Or in the deeps of hell. Scripture: Psalm 63:6-10 Languages: English

Longing after GOD; or, The Lives of GOD better than Life

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #108b (1740) Topics: Converse with God First Line: Great GOD, indulge my humble Claim Lyrics: 1 Great GOD, indulge my humble Claim, Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest; The Glories that compose thy Name Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise, Thou art my Father and my GOD; And I am thine by sacred Ties; Thy Son, thy Servant, bought with Blood 3 With Heart, and Eyes, and lifted Hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look, As Travellers in thirsty Lands Pant for the cooling Water-brook. 4 With early Feet I love t' appear Among thy Saints, and seek thy Face; Oft have I seen thy Glory there, And felt the Pow'r of Sov'reign Grace. 5 Not Fruits nor Wines that tempt our Taste, Nor all the Joys our Senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my chearful Passion so. 6 My Life itself without thy Love No Taste of Pleasure could afford; 'Twould but a tiresome Burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. 7 Amidst the wakeful Hours of Night, When busy Cares afflict my Head, One Thought of Thee gives new Delight, And adds Refreshment to my Bed. 8 I'll lift my Hands, I'll raise my Voice, While I have Breath to pray or praise; This Work shall make my Heart rejoice, And spend the Remnant of my Days. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Psalm 63

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.134 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Converse with God First Line: Great God, indulge my humble claim Lyrics: Great God, indulge my humble claim, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am thine by sacred ties; Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. With early feet I love t' appear Among thy saints, and seek thy face; Oft have I seen thy glory there, And felt the power of sovereign grace. Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste, Nor all the joys our senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my cheerful passions so. My life itself without thy love No taste of pleasure could afford; 'Twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Great GOD, indulge my humble Claim

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P63c (1766) Topics: Converse with God Lyrics: 1 Great GOD, indulge my humble Claim, Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest; The Glories that compose thy Name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise, Thou art my Father and my GOD; And I am thine by sacred Ties; Thy Son, thy Servant, bought with Blood 3 With Heart, and Eyes, and lifted Hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look, As Travellers in thirsty Lands Pant for the cooling Water-brook. 4 With early Feet I love t' appear Among thy Saints, and seek thy Face, Oft have I seen thy Glory there, And felt the Pow'r of Sov'reign Grace. 5 Not Fruits nor Wines that tempt our Taste, Nor all the Joys our Senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my chearful Passion so. 6 My Life itself without thy Love No Taste of Pleasure could afford; 'Twould but a tiresome Burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. 7 Amidst the wakeful Hours of Night, When busy Cares afflict my Head, One Thought of Thee gives new Delight, And adds Refreshment to my Bed. 8 I'll lift my Hands, I'll raise my Voice, While I have Breath to pray or praise; This Work shall make my Heart rejoice, And spend the Remnant of my Days. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Let Pharisees of high esteem

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #316 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Converse with God Lyrics: Let Pharisees of high esteem Their faith and zeal declare, All their religion is a dream, If love be wanting there. Love suffers long with patient eye, Nor is provoked in haste; She lets the present injury die, And long forgets the past. [Malice and rage, those fires of hell, She quenches with her tongue; Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill, Though she endure the wrong.] [She nor desires nor seeks to know The scandals of the time; Nor looks with pride on those below, Nor envies those that climb.] She lays her own advantage by To seek her neighbor's good; So God's own Son came down to die, And bought our lives with blood. Love is the grace that keeps her power In all the realms above; There faith and hope are known no more, But saints for ever love. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 13:2-7 Languages: English

Psalm 63 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.132 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Converse with God First Line: Early, my God, without delay Lyrics: Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. I've seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision so divine. Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. Not life itself, with all her joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. Thus till my last expiring day I'll bless my God and King; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

Early, my GOD, without Delay

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P63a (1766) Topics: Converse with God Lyrics: 1 Early, my GOD, without Delay, In haste to seek thy Face; My thirsty Spirit faints away Without thy chearing Grace. 2 So Pilgrims on the scorching Sand, Beneath a burning Sky, Long for a cooling Stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy glory and thy Pow'r Thro' all thy Temples shine; My GOD, repeat that heav'nly Hour, That Vision so divine. 4 Not all the Blessings of a Feast Can please my Soul so well, As when thy richer Grace I taste, And in thy Presence dwell. 5 Not Life itself, with all her Joys, Can my best Passions move, Or rise so high my chearful Voice, As thy forgiving Love. 6 Thus till my last expiring Day, I'll bless my GOD and King; Thus will I lift my Hands to pray, And tune my Lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

My God, permit my Tongue

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P63d (1766) Topics: Converse with God Lyrics: 1 My GOD, permit my Tongue This Joy, to call thee mine; And let my early Cries prevail To taste thy Love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting Soul Thy Mercy doth implore; Not Travellers in Desert Lands, Can pant for Water more. 3 Within thy Churches, Lord, I long to find my Place, Thy Pow'r and Glory to behold, And feel thy quick'ning Grace. 4 For Life without thy Love No Relish can afford; No Joy can be compar'd with this, To serve and please the Lord. 5 To thee I'll lift my Hands, And praise Thee while I live; Not the rich Dainties of a Feast Such Food and Pleasure give. 6 In wakeful Hours at Night I call my GOD to Mind; I think how wise thy Counsels are, And all thy Dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my Help, To thee my Spirit flies, And on thy watchful Providence My chearful Hope relies. 8 The Shadow of thy Wings My Soul in Safety keeps! I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my Steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

The Morning of the Lord's Day

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #107 (1740) Topics: Converse with God First Line: Early, my GOD, without Delay Lyrics: 1 Early, my GOD, without Delay, In haste to seek thy Face; My thirsty Spirit faints away Without thy chearing Grace. 2 So Pilgrims on the scorching Sand, Beneath a burning Sky, Long for a cooling Stream at Hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy Glory and thy Pow'r Thro' all thy Temples shine; My GOD, repeat that heav'nly Hour, That Vision so divine. 4 Not all the Blessings of a Feast Can please my Soul so well, As when thy richer Grace I taste, And in thy Presence dwell. 5 Not Life itself, with all her Joys, Can my best Passions move; Or rise so high my chearful Voice, As thy forgiving Love. 6 Thus till my last expiring Day, I'll bless my GOD and King; Thus will I lift my Hands to pray, And tune my Lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

Seeking GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #109 (1740) Topics: Converse with God First Line: My God, permit my Tongue Lyrics: 1 My GOD, permit my Tongue This Joy, to call Thee mine; And let my early Cries prevail To taste thy Love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting Soul Thy Mercy doth implore; Not Travellers in Desert Lands Can pant for Water more. 3 Within thy Churches, Lord, I long to find my Place; Thy Pow'r and Glory to behold, And feel thy quick'ning Grace. 4 For Life without thy Love No Relish can afford; No Joy can be compar'd with this, To serve and please the Lord. 5 To Thee I'll lift my Hands, And praise Thee while I live; Not the rich Dainties of a Feast Such Food and Pleasure give. 6 In wakeful Hours at Night I call my GOD to Mind; I think how wise thy Counsels are, And all thy Dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my Help, To thee my Spirit flies, And on thy watchful Providence My chearful Hope relies. 8 The Shadow of thy Wings My Soul in Safety keeps! I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my Steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English