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Behold how sinners disagree
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #296 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Princes vain Lyrics:
Behold how sinners disagree,
The publican and Pharisee!
One doth his righteousness proclaim,
The other owns his guilt and shame.
This man at humble distance stands,
And cries for grace with lifted hands
That boldly rises near the throne,
And talks of duties he has done.
The Lord their diff'rent language knows,
And diff'rent answers he bestows;
The humble soul with grace he crowns,
Whilst on the proud his anger frowns.
Dear Father! let me never be
Joined with the boasting Pharisee;
I have no merits of my own
But plead the suff'rings of thy Son.
Scripture: Luke 18:10 Languages: English
Behold how sinners disagree
My Spirit looks to GOD alone
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P62 (1766) Topics: Vain Princes Lyrics: 1 My Spirit looks to GOD alone,
My Rock and Refuge is his Throne;
In all my Fears, in all my Straits,
My Soul on his Salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye Saints, in all your Ways,
Pour out your Hearts before his Face:
When Helpers fail, and Foes invade,
GOD is our all-sufficient Aid.
3 False are the Men of high Degree,
The baser Sort are Vanity;
Laid in the Ballance both appear
Light as a Puff of empty Air.
4 Make not increasing Gold your Trust,
Nor set your Hearts on glittering Dust;
Why will you grasp the fleeting Smoke,
And not believe what God has spoke?
5 Once has his awful Voice declar'd,
Once and again my Ears have heard,
"All Pow'r is his eternal Due;
"He must be fear'd and trusted too."
6 For sov'reign Pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a Partner of the Throne;
Thy Grace and Justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last Reward. Scripture: Psalm 62:5-12 Languages: English
My Spirit looks to GOD alone
No Trust in the Creatures; or, Faith in Divine Grace and Power
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #106b (1740) Topics: Vain Princes First Line: My Spirit looks to GOD alone Lyrics: 1 My Spirit looks to GOD alone,
My Rock and Refuge is his Throne;
In all my Fears, in all my Straits,
My Soul on his Salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye Saints, in all your Ways,
Pour out your Hearts before his Face:
When Helpers fail, and Foes invade,
GOD is our all-sufficient Aid.
3 False are the Men of high Degree,
The baser Sort are Vanity;
Laid in the Ballance both appear
Light as a Puff of empty Air.
4 Make not increasing Gold your Trust,
Nor set your Hearts on glittering Dust;
Why will you grasp the fleeting Smoke,
And not believe what God has spoke?
5 Once has his awful Voice declar'd,
Once and again my Ears have heard,
"All Pow'r is his eternal Due;
"He must be fear'd and trusted too."
6 For sov'reign Pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a Partner of the Throne;
Thy Grace and Justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last Reward. Scripture: Psalm 62:5-12 Languages: English
No Trust in the Creatures; or, Faith in Divine Grace and Power
Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P146a (1766) Topics: Vain Princes Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join
In Works so pleasant, so divine;
Now, while the Flesh is mine Abode,
And when my Soul ascends to GOD.
2 Praise shall employ my noblest Pow'rs,
While Immortality endures;
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last.
3 Why should I make a Man my Trust?
Princes must die, and turn to Dust;
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r,
And Thoughts all vanish in an Hour.
4 Happy the Man, whose Hopes rely
On Isr'el's GOD: He made the Sky,
And Earth, and Seas, with all their Train,
And none shall find his Promise vain.
5 His Truth for ever stands secure:
He saves th' Opprest, he feeds the Poor;
He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace,
And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release.
6 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind;
The Lord supports the sinking Mind;
He helps the Stranger in Distress,
The Widow and the Fatherless.
7 He loves his Saints, he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell:
Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting Strains. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join
I'll praise my Maker with my Breath
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P146b (1766) Topics: Vain Princes Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker with my Breath;
And when my Voice is lost in Death,
Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs:
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last,
Or Immortality endures.
2 Why should I make a Man my Trust?
Princes must die, and turn to Dust;
Vain is the Help of Flesh and Blood:
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r,
And Thoughts, all vanish in an Hour,
Nor can they make their Promise good.
3 Happy the Man whose Hopes rely
On Isr'el's GOD: He made the sky,
And Earth and Seas, with all their Train;
His Truth forever stands secure;
He saves th' Opprest, he feeds the Poor,
And none shall find his Promise vain.
4 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind;
The Lord supports the sinking Mind;
He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace,
He helps the Stranger in Distress,
The Widow and the Fatherless,
And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release.
5 He loves his Saints; he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell:
Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns;
Let ev'ry Tongue, let ev'ry Age,
In this exalted Work engage:
Praise him in everlasting Strains.
6 I'll praise him while he lends me Breath,
And when my Voice is lost in Death,
Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs:
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last,
Or Immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
I'll praise my Maker with my Breath
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #268 (1740) Topics: Vain Princes First Line: Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join
In Works so pleasant, so divine;
Now, while the Flesh is mine Abode,
And when my soul ascends to GOD.
2 Praise shall employ my noblest Pow'rs,
While Immortality endures;
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last.
3 Why should I make a Man my Trust?
Princes must die, and turn to Dust;
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r,
And Thoughts all vanish in an Hour.
4 Happy the Man, whose Hopes rely
On Isr'el's GOD: He made the Sky,
And Earth, and Seas, with all their Train,
And none shall find his Promise vain.
5 His Truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' Opprest, he feeds the Poor;
He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace,
And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release.
6 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind;
The Lord supports the sinking Mind;
He helps the Stranger in Distress,
The Widow and the Fatherless.
7 He loves his Saints, he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell:
Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting Strains. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #269 (1740) Topics: Vain Princes First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my Breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker with my Breath;
And when my Voice is lost in Death
Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs:
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last,
Or Immortality endures.
2 Why should I make a Man my Trust?
Princes must die, and turn to Dust:
Vain is the Help of Flesh and Blood:
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r,
And Thoughts, all vanish in an Hour,
Nor can they make their Promise good.
3 Happy the Man whose Hopes rely
On Isr'el's GOD: He made the sky,
And Earth and Seas, with all their Train;
His Truth forever stands secure;
He saves th'Opprest, he feeds the Poor,
And none shall find his Promise vain.
4 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind;
The Lord supports the sinking Mind;
He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace,
He helps the Stranger in Distress,
The Widow and the fatherless,
And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release.
5 He loves his Saints; he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell:
Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns;
Let ev'ry Tongue, let ev'ry Age
In this exalted Work engage:
Praise him in everlasting Strains.
6 I'll praise him while he lends me Breath,
And when my Voice is lost in Death
Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs:
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last,
Or Immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
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