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Psalm 84 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.175 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Delight in God; Delight and safety in the church; Worship delight in it First Line: Great God, attend, while Zion sings Lyrics: Great God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs: To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. God is our sun, he makes our day; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too! He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heav'n obey, And devils at thy presence flee, Blest is the man that trusts in thee. Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English
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Psalm 84

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.176 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Delight in God; Delight and safety in the church; Worship delight in it First Line: My soul, how lovely is the place Lyrics: My soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts! 'Tis heav'n to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts. There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays, And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quick'ning rays. With his rich gifts the heav'nly Dove Descends and fills the place, While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace. There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will; And still we seek thy mercy there, And sing thy praises still. My heart and flesh cry out for thee, While far from thine abode; When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Savior and my God? The sparrow builds herself a nest, And suffers no remove; O make me, like the sparrows, blest, To dwell but where I love. To sit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employed in carnal joys. Lord, at thy threshold I would wait While Jesus is within, Rather than fill a throne of state, Or live in tents of sin. Could I command the spacious land, And the more boundless sea, For one blest hour at thy right hand I'd give them both away. Scripture: Psalm 84:1-4 Languages: English
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Psalm 84

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.177 (1806) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Topics: Delight in God; Delight and safety in the church; Worship delight in it First Line: Lord of the worlds above Lyrics: Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thy earthly temples are! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God. The sparrow for her young With pleasure seeks a nest, And wand'ring swallows long To find their wonted rest: My spirit faints With equal zeal To rise and dwell Among thy saints. O happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear! O happy men that pay Their constant service there! They praise thee still And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill. They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heav'n appears: O glorious seat, When God our King Shall thither bring Our willing feet! To spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy Than thousand days beside: Where God resorts, I love it more To keep the door Than shine in courts. God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence; With gifts his hands are filled, We draw our blessings thence: He shall bestow On Jacob's race Peculiar grace And glory too. The Lord his people loves; His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and pious souls: Thrice happy he, O God of hosts, Whose spirit trusts Alone in thee. Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English
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While Thee I seek, protecting power!

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #51 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Delight in Worship; Worship delight in Lyrics: 1 While Thee I seek, protecting power! Be my vain wishes still'd; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be fill'd. 2 Thy love the powers of thought bestow'd; To Thee my thoughts would soar: Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd; That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because bestow'd by Thee. 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, In ev'ry pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wings my favor'd hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill: Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet Thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The lowering storm shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on Thee! Languages: English
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Holy and reverend is the name

Author: John Needham Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #92 (1899) Topics: Delight in God and His Service Lyrics: 1 Holy and reverend is the name Of our eternal King; Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry: Thrice holy let us sing. 2 Holy is He in all His works, And saints are His delight; But sinners and their wicked ways Shall perish from His sight. 3 The deepest reverence, homage, love, Pay, O my soul, to God; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To His sublime abode. 4 Thou, righteous God! preserve my soul From all pollution free; The pure in heart are Thy delight, And they Thy face shall see. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BELMONT
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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, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #107b (1786) Topics: Delight in God; Delight in God 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
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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: Delight in God; Delight in God 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
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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, 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: Delight in God; Delight in God 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
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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 #115 (1787) Topics: Delight in God; Delight in God 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
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O how I love thy holy Law

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P119e (1766) Topics: Delight in Law of God; Scripture delight in it Lyrics: 1 O how I love thy holy Law; 'Tis daily my Delight; And thence my Meditations draw Divine Advice by Night. 2 My waking Eyes prevent the Day To meditate thy Word; My Soul with Longing melts away To hear thy Gospel, Lord. 3 How doth thy Word my Heart engage? How well employ my Tongue? And in my tiresome Pilgrimage Yields me a heav'nly Song. 4 Am I a Stranger, or at Home; 'Tis my perpetual Feast; Not Honey dropping from the Comb So much allures the Taste. 5 No Treasures so enrich the Mind; Nor shall thy Word be sold For Loads of Silver well refin'd, Nor Heaps of choicest Gold. 6 When Nature sinks, and Spirits droop, Thy Promises of Grace Are Pillars to support my Hope, And there I write thy Praise. Scripture: Psalm 119:13 Languages: English

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