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Longing after God; or The Love of God better than Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #107b (1790) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts 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 left the power of sovereign grace. 5 Not fruits nor vines that tempt our taste, No pleasures that to sense belong, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise so high my cheerful song. 6 My life itself without thy love No taste or 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

Longing after God; or The Love of God better than Life

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.) #115 (1786) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts 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 power of sovereign grace. 5 Not fruits nor vines that tempt our taste, No pleasures that to sense belong, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise so high my cheerful song. 6 My life itself without thy love No taste or 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

Longing after God; or The Love of God better than Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #115 (1787) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts 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 power of sovereign grace. 5 Not fruits nor vines that tempt our taste, No pleasures that to sense belong, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise so high my cheerful song. 6 My life itself without thy love No taste or 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

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

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.) #248a (1786) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248a (1790) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

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.) #249 (1786) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249 (1790) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

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.) #264 (1786) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #264 (1787) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

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.) #266a (1786) Topics: Midnight thoughts; Midnight thoughts First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English