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Let sinners take their course

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #100 (1786) Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Prosperity dangerous Lyrics: 1 Let sinners take their course, And chuse the road to death; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I'll seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I with all my cares Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Let sinners take their course

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #100 (1790) Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Prosperity dangerous Lyrics: 1 Let sinners take their course, And chuse the road to death; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I'll seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I with all my cares Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. Scripture: Psalm 55:15-17 Languages: English

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #106 (1786) Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Prosperity dangerous First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with every breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God, on whom I call, Can save me here as well. Pause. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #106 (1787) Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Prosperity dangerous First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with every breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God, on whom I call, Can save me here as well. Pause. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Let sinners take their course

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #107 (1786) Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Prosperity dangerous Lyrics: 1 Let sinners take their course, And chuse the road to death; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I'll seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I with all my cares Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Let sinners take their course

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #107 (1787) Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Prosperity dangerous Lyrics: 1 Let sinners take their course, And chuse the road to death; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I'll seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I with all my cares Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Great King of glory and of grace

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #150 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prosperity dangerous Lyrics: [Great King of glory and of grace, We own, with humble shame, How vile is our degen'rate race, And our first father's name.] From Adam flows our tainted blood, The poison reigns within; Makes us averse to all that's good, And willing slaves to sin. [Daily we break thy holy laws, And then reject thy grace; Engaged in the old serpent's cause, Against our Maker's face.l We live estranged afar from God, And love the distance well; With haste we run the dangerous road That leads to death and hell. And can such rebels be restored? Such natures made divine? Let sinners see thy glory, Lord, And feel this power of thine. We raise our Fathers name on high Who his own Spirit sends To bring rebellious strangers nigh, And turn his foes to friends. Scripture: Psalm 73:17-20 Languages: English

Psalm 73 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.157 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prosperity dangerous First Line: Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind Lyrics: Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere; Yet once my foolish thoughts repined, And bordered on despair. I grieved to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, "How pleasant and profane they live! How peaceful is their death! "With well-fed flesh and haughty eyes, They lay their fears to sleep; Against the heav'ns their slanders rise, While saints in silence weep. "In vain I lift my hands to pray, And cleanse my heart in vain; For I am chastened all the day, The night renews my pain." Yet while my tongue indulged complaints, I felt my heart reprove,- "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, And grieve the men I love." But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe, Till I retired to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner's feet High mounted on a slipp'ry place, Beside a fiery pit. I heard the wretch profanely boast, Till at thy frown he fell; His honors in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. Lord, what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast! Thus to suspect thy promised grace, And think the wicked blest. Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown; That blessed hand that broke the snare Shall guide me to thy throne. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Psalm 73 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.158 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prosperity dangerous First Line: God, my supporter and my hope Lyrics: God, my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. Were I in heav'n without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me; And whilst this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. Behold, the sinners that remove Far from thy presence die; Not all the idol gods they love Can save them when they cry. But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. Scripture: Psalm 73:23-28 Languages: English

Psalm 73

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.159 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Prosperity dangerous First Line: Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I Lyrics: Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine, To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine! But O their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. Now let them boast how tall they rise, I'll never envy them again; There they may stand with haughty eyes, Till they plunge deep in endless pain. Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! Just like a dream when man awakes; Their songs of softest harmony Are but a preface to their plagues. Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, My life, my portion, and my God. Scripture: Psalm 73:22 Languages: English