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Save me, O GOD, the swelling Floods

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P69a (1766) Topics: Christ his Zeal and Reproaches 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

Father, I sing thy wond'rous Grace

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P69c (1766) Topics: Christ his Zeal and Reproaches Lyrics: 1 Father, I sing thy wond'rous Grace, I bless my Saviour's Name; He bought Salvation for the Poor, And bore the Sinner's Shame. 2 His deep Distress has rais'd us high, His Duty and his Zeal Fulfill'd the Law which Mortals broke, And finish'd all thy Will. 3 His dying Groans, his living Songs, Shall better please my GOD Than Harp or Trumpet's solemn Sound, Than Goats or Bullocks Blood. 4 This shall his humble Followers see, And set their Hearts at Rest; They by his Death draw near to Thee, And live for ever blest. 5 Let Heav'n and all that dwell on high, To GOD their Voices raise, While Lands and Seas assist the Sky, And join t' advance the Praise. 6 Sion is thine, Most Holy GOD, Thy Son shall bless her Gates; And Glory, purchas'd by his Blood For thy own Isr'el waits. Scripture: Psalm 69 Languages: English

'Twas for my Sake, eternal GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P69e (1766) Topics: Christ his Zeal and Reproaches Lyrics: 1 'Twas for my Sake, eternal GOD, Thy Son sustain'd that heavy Load Of base Reproach and sore Disgrace, And Shame defil'd his sacred Face. 2 The Jews, his Brethren and his Kin, Abus'd the Man that check'd their Sin: While he fulfill'd thy holy Laws That hate him, but without a Cause. 3 [My Father's House, said he, was made, A Place for Worship, not for Trade: Then scatt'ring all their Gold and Brass, He scourg'd the Merchants from the Place.] 4 [Zeal for the Temple of his GOD, Consum'd his Life, expos'd his Blood; Reproaches at thy Glory thrown He felt, and mourn'd 'em as his own.] 5 [His Friends forsook, his Followers fled, While Foes and Arms surround his Head; They curse him with a slad'rous Tongue, And the false Judge maintains the Wrong.] 6 His Life they load with hateful Lies, And charge his Lips with Blasphemies; They nail him to the shameful Tree; There hung the Man that dy'd for me. 7 [Wretches, with Hearts as hard as Stones, Insult his Piety and Groans; Gall was the Food they gave him there, And mock'd his Thirst with Vinegar.] 8 But GOD beheld; and from his Throne Marks out the Men that hate his Son; The Hand that rais'd him from the Dead, Shall pour the Vengeance on their Head. Scripture: Psalm 69:7-36

O Save Me, God, Because the Floods

Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #69A (2018) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Zeal Scripture: Psalm 69 Languages: English Tune Title: XAVIER

The Vanity of Man as mortal

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.) #70b (1786) Topics: Zeal and Prudence; Zeal and Prudence First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time: Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recal; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

The Vanity of Man as Mortal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #70b (1790) Topics: Zeal and Prudence; Zeal and Prudence First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time: Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining

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.) #71 (1786) Topics: Zeal and Prudence; Zeal and Prudence First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 I'm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear! 6 But if my life be spared a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without Repining

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #71 (1790) Topics: Zeal and Prudence; Zeal and Prudence First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 I'm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear! 6 But if my life be spared a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

The Vanity of Man as mortal

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #72a (1740) Topics: Prudence and Zeal; Zeal and Prudence First Line: Teach me the Measure of my Days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the Measure of my Days, Thou Maker of my Frame; I would survey Life's narrow Space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A Span is all that we can boast, An Inch or two of Time; Man is but Vanity and Dust In all his Flow'r and Prime. 3 See the vain Race of Mortals move Like Shadows o'er the Plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the Noise is vain. 4 Some walk in Honour's gaudy Show, Some dig for golden Ore, They toil for Heirs they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From Creatures, Earth and Dust? They make our Expectations vain, And disappoint our Trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal Hope, My fond Desires recal; I give my mortal Int'rest up, And make my GOD my All. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

Sick-bed Devotion or, Pleading without Repining

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #72b (1740) Topics: Prudence and Zeal; Zeal and Prudence First Line: God of my Life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my Life look gently down, Behold the Pains I feel. But I am dumb before thy Throne, Nor dare dispute thy Will. 2 Diseases are thy Servants, Lord, They come at thy Command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning Hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble Cries, Remove thy sharp Rebukes; My Strength consumes, my Spirit dies, Through thy repeated Strokes. 4 Crush'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand, We moulder to the Dust; Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our Beauty's lost. 5 [This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a Sojourner below, As all my Fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear! 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last Remove, Thy Praise shall be my Business still, And I'll declare thy Love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English