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Psalm 45
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.100 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ First Line: My Savior and my King Lyrics:
My Savior and my King,
Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blessings overflow,
And every grace is thine.
Now make thy glory known,
Gird on thy dreadful sword,
And ride in majesty to spread
The conquests of thy word.
Strike through thy stubborn foes,
Or melt their hearts t' obey,
While justice, meekness, grace, and truth,
Attend thy glorious way.
Thy laws, O God, are right;
Thy throne shall ever stand;
And thy victorious gospel proves
A sceptre in thy hand.
[Thy Father and thy God
Hath without measure shed
His Spirit, like a joyful oil,
T' anoint thy sacred head.]
[Behold, at thy right hand
The Gentile church is seen,
Like a fair bride in rich attire,
And princes guard the queen.]
Fair bride, receive his love,
Forget thy father's house;
Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods,
And pay thy Lord thy vows.
O let thy God and King
Thy sweetest thoughts employ;
Thy children shall his honors sing
In palaces of joy.
Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
Psalm 45
Psalm 45
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.101 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ First Line: I'll speak the honors of my King Lyrics:
I'll speak the honors of my King,
His form divinely fair;
None of his sons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.
Sweet is thy speech, and heav'nly grace
Upon thy lips is shed;
Thy God, with blessings infinite,
Hath crowned thy sacred head.
Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince,
Ride with majestic sway;
Thy terrors shall strike through thy foes,
And make the world obey.
Thy throne, O God, for ever stands;
Thy word of grace shall prove
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands,
To rule the saints by love.
Justice and truth attend thee still,
But mercy is thy choice;
And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill
With most peculiar joys.
Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
Psalm 45
Psalm 45 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.102 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ First Line: Now be my heart inspired to sing Lyrics:
Now be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Savior King,
Jesus the Lord; how heav'nly fair
His form! how bright his beauties are!
O'er all the sons of human race
He shines with a superior grace;
Love from his lips divinely flows,
And blessings all his state compose.
Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord,
Gird on the terror of thy sword,
In majesty and glory ride,
With truth and meekness at thy side.
Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart;
Or words of mercy, kind and sweet,
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
Thy throne, O God, for ever stands,
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
Justice and grace are thy delight.
God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
And with his sacred Spirit blest
His first-born Son above the rest.
Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
Psalm 45 Part 1
Psalm 45 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.103 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ First Line: The King of saints, how fair his face Lyrics:
The King of saints, how fair his face,
Adorned with majesty and grace!
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
At his right hand our eyes behold
The queen arrayed in purest gold;
The world admires her heav'nly dress,
Her robe of joy and righteousness.
He forms her beauties like his own;
He calls and seats her near his throne:
Fair stranger, let thine heart forget
The idols of thy native state.
So shall the King the more rejoice
In thee, the favorite of his choice;
Let him be loved, and yet adored,
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
O happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies,
And all thy sons (a numerous train)
Each like a prince in glory reign!
Let endless honors crown his head;
Let every age his praises spread;
While we with cheerful songs approve
The condescensions of his love.
Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
Psalm 45 Part 2
My Saviour and my King
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P45a (1766) Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ Lyrics: 1 My Saviour and my King,
Thy Beauties are divine;
Thy Lips with Blessings overflow,
And ev'ry Grace is thine.
2 Now make thy Glory known,
Gird on thy dreadful Sword,
And ride in Majesty to spread
The Conquests of thy Word.
3 Strike through thy stubborn Foes,
Or melt their Hearts t'obey,
While Justice, Meekness, Grace and Truth,
Attend thy glorious Way.
4 Thy Laws, O GOD, are right;
Thy Throne shall ever stand;
And thy victorious Gospel proves,
A Scepter in thy Hand.
5 [Thy Father and thy GOD
Hath without Measure shed
His Spirit, like a joyful Oil,
T'anoint thy sacred Head.]
6 [Behold, at thy Right-hand,
The Gentile Church is seen,
Like a fair Bride in rich Attire,
And Princes guard the Queen.]
7 Fair Bride, receive his Love,
Forget thy Father's House;
Forsake thy Gods, thy Idol-Gods,
And pay thy Lord thy Vows.
8 O let thy GOD and King
Thy sweetest Thoughts employ;
Thy Children shall his Honour sing
In Palaces of Joy. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
My Saviour and my King
I'll speak the Honours of my King
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P45b (1766) Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ Lyrics: 1 I'll speak the Honorus of my King,
His Form divinely fair;
None of his Sons of mortal Race
May with the Lord compare.
2 Sweet is thy Speech, and heav'nly Grace
Upon thy Lips is shed;
Thy GOD, with Blessings infinite
Hath crown'd thy sacred Head.
3 Gird on thy Sword, victorious Prince;
Ride with majestic Sway;
Thy Terror shall strike through thy Foes,
And make the World obey.
4 Thy Throne, O GOD, for ever stands,
Thy Word of Grace shall prove
A peaceful Scepter in thy Hands,
To rule the Saints by Love.
5 Justice and Truth attend thee still,
But Mercy is thy Choice;
And GOD, thy GOD, thy Soul shall fill
With most peculiar Joys. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
I'll speak the Honours of my King
Now be my Heart inspir'd to sing
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P45c (1766) Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ Lyrics: 1 Now be my Heart inspir'd to sing
The glories of my Saviour King,
Jesus the Lord; how heav'nly fair
His Form! how bright his Beauties are!
2 O'er all the Sons of human Race
He shines with a superior Grace;
Love from his Lips divinely flows,
And Blessings all his State compose.
3 Dress thee in Arms, most mighty Lord,
Gird on the Terror of thy Sword,
In Majesty and Glory ride
With Truth and Meekness at thy Side.
4 Thine Anger, like a pointed Dart,
Shall pierce the Foes of stubborn Heart;
Or Words of Mercy kind and sweet,
Shall melt the Rebels at thy Feet.
5 Thy Throne, O GOD, for ever stands,
Grace is the Scepter in thy Hands;
Thy Laws and Works are just and right,
Justice and Grace are thy Delight.
6 GOD, thine own GOD, has richly shed
His Oil of Gladness on thy Head,
And with his sacred Spirit blest
His first-born Son above the rest. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: Latin
Now be my Heart inspir'd to sing
The King of Saints, how fair his Face
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P45d (1766) Topics: Glorification and condescension of Christ Lyrics: 1 The King of saints, how fair his Face,
Adorn'd with Majesty and Grace!
He comes with Blessings from above,
And wins the Nations to his Love.
2 At his Right-hand our Eyes behold
The Queen array'd in purest Gold;
The World admires her heav'nly Dress,
Her Robe of Joy and Righteousness.
3 He forms her Beauties like his own;
He calls and seats her near his Throne;
Fair Stranger, let thine Heart forget
The Idols of thy native State.
4 So shall the King the more rejoice
In thee the Fav'rite of his Choice;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
5 O happy Hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair Palace in the Skies,
And all thy Sons (a num'rous Train)
Each like a Prince in Glory reign!
6 Let endless Honours crown his Head;
Let ev'ry Age his Praises spread;
While we with chearful Songs approve
The Condescensions of his Love. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English
The King of Saints, how fair his Face
Save me, O GOD, the swelling Floods
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P69a (1766) Topics: Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his obedience and death; Christ his sufferings and kingdom; Christ his sufferings for our salvation; Christ his Zeal and Reproaches; Exaltation of Christ to the Kingdom; Glorification Glory of God in our Salvation; Jehovah reigns; Sabbath Sacrifice; Salvation by Christ Lyrics: 1 "Save me, O GOD, the swelling Floods
"Break in upon my Soul;
"I sink, and Sorrows o'er my Head
"Like mighty Waters roll.
2 "I cry till all my Voice be gone,
"In Tears I waste the Day;
"My GOD, behold my longing Eyes,
"And shorten thy Delay.
3 "They hate my soul without a Cause,
"And still their Number grows
"More than the Hairs around my Head,
"And mighty are my Foes.
4 "'Twas then I paid that dreadful Debt
"That Men could never pay,
"And gave those Honours to thy Law,
"Which Sinners took away."
5 Thus in the great Messiah's Name
The Royal Prophet mourns;
Thus he awakes our Hearts to Grief,
And gives us Joy by Turns.
6 "Now shall the Saints rejoice, and find
"Salvation in my Name,
"For I have borne their heavy Load
"Of Sorrow, Pain and Shame.
7 "Grief like a Garment cloath'd me round,
"And Sackcloth was my Dress,
"While I procur'd for naked Souls
"A Robe of Righteousness.
8 "Amongst my Brethren, and the Jews
"I like a Stranger stood,
"And bore their vile Reproach to bring
"The Gentiles near to GOD.
9 "I came in sinful Mortals Stead
"To do my Father's Will;
"Yet when I cleans'd my Father's House,
"They scandaliz'd my Zeal.
10 "My Fasting and my holy Groans
"Were made the Drunkard's Song;
"But GOD from his celestial Throne
"Heard my complaining Tongue.
11 "He sav'd me from the dreadful Deep,
"Nor let my Soul be drown'd;
"He rais'd and fix'd my sinking Feet
"On well establish'd Ground.
12 "'Twas in a most accepted Hour
"My Pray'r arose on high,
"And for my Sake my GOD shall hear
"The dying Sinner's Cry."
Scripture: Psalm 69:1-14 Languages: English
Save me, O GOD, the swelling Floods
Now let our Lips with holy Fear
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P69b (1766) Topics: Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his obedience and death; Christ his sufferings and kingdom; Christ his sufferings for our salvation; Christ his Zeal and Reproaches; Exaltation of Christ to the Kingdom; Glorification Glory of God in our Salvation; Jehovah reigns; Sabbath Sacrifice; Salvation by Christ Lyrics: 1 Now let our Lips with holy Fear
And mournful Pleasure sing
The Suff'rings of our great High-Priest,
The Sorrows of our King.
2 He sinks in Floods of deep Distress;
How high the Waters rise!
While to his heav'nly Father's Ear
He sends perpetual Cries.
3 "Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,
"Nor hide thy shining Face;
"Why should thy Fav'rite look like one
"Forsaken of thy Grace?
4 "With Rage they persecute the Man
"That groans beneath thy Wound,
"While for a Sacrifice I pour
"My Life upon the Ground.
5 "They tread my Honour to the Dust,
"And laugh when I complain;
"Their sharp insulting Slanders add
"Fresh Anguish to my Pain.
6 "All my Reproach is known to Thee,
"The Scandal and the Shame;
"Reproach has broke my bleeding Heart,
"And Lies defil'd my Name.
7 "I look'd for Pity, but in vain;
"My Kindred are my Grief;
"I ask my Friends for Comfort round,
"But meet with no Relief.
8 "With Vinegar they mock my Thirst,
"They give me Gall for Food,
"And sporting with my dying Groans,
"They triumph in my Blood.
9 "Shine into my distressed Soul,
"Let thy Compassion save;
"And though my Flesh sink down to Death,
"Redeem it from the Grave.
10 "I shall arise to praise thy Name,
"Shall reign in Worlds unknown,
"And thy Salvation, O my GOD,
"Shall seat me on thy Throne." Scripture: Psalm 69:14-21 Languages: English
Now let our Lips with holy Fear
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