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Let them neglect thy glory, Lord
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #139 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Good works profit men, not God; Works good profit men, not God Lyrics:
Let them neglect thy glory, Lord,
Who never knew thy grace;
But our loud songs shall still record
The wonders of thy praise.
We raise our shouts, O God, to thee,
And send them to thy throne;
All glory to th' united Three,
The undivided One.
'Twas he (and we'll adore his name)
That formed us by a word;
'Tis he restores our ruined frame:
Salvation to the Lord!
Hosannah! let the earth and skies
Repeat the joyful sound
Rocks, hills, and vales, reflect the voice
In one eternal round.
Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English
Let them neglect thy glory, Lord
The Blessings of the liberal 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.) #198b (1786) Topics: Good Works; Good Works First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renown'd;
His house the seat of wealth shall be,
An unexhausted treasury,
And with successive honours crown'd.
2 His liberal favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends:
A generous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs,
And thus he's just to all mankind.
3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd,
The sweet remembrance of the just
Like a green root revives and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,
When dying nature sleeps in dust.
4 Beset with threatening dangers round,
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground;
His conscience holds his courage up:
The soul that's filled with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night:
And sees in darkness beams of grace.
Pause.
5 [Ill tidings never can surprise
His heart that fix'd on God relies,
Though waves and tempests roar around:
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drown'd.
6 The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations crost:
They and their envy, pride and spite,
Sink down to everlasting night,
And all their names in darkness lost.] Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English
The Blessings of the liberal Man
The Blessings of the liberal Man
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #198b (1790) Topics: Good Works; Good Works First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renown'd;
His house the seat of wealth shall be,
An unexhausted treasury,
And with successive honours crown'd.
2 His liberal favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends:
A generous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs,
And thus he's just to all mankind.
3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd,
The sweet remembrance of the just
Like a green root revives and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,
When dying nature sleeps in dust.
4 Beset with threatening dangers round,
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground;
His conscience holds his courage up;
The soul that's filled with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night:
And sees in darkness beams of grace.
Pause.
5 [Ill tidings never can surprise
His heart that fix'd on God relies,
Though waves and tempests roar around:
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drown'd.
6 The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations crost:
They and their envy, pride and spite,
Sink down to everlasting night,
And all their names in darkness lost. Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English
The Blessings of the liberal Man
Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #202 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Good works profit men, not God; Works good profit men, not God Lyrics:
Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
And where's our courage fled?
Have restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
Have we forgot th' almighty name
That formed the earth and sea?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?
Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;
He gives the conquest to the weak
And treads their foes to hell.
Mere mortal power shall fade and die,
And youthful vigor cease:
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.
The saints shall mount on eagles' wings,
And taste the promised bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.
Scripture: Isaiah 40:27-30 Languages: English
Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
The Blessings of the liberal 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.) #211 (1786) Topics: Good Works; Good Works First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renown'd;
His house the seat of wealth shall be,
An unexhausted treasury,
And with successive honours crown'd.
2 His liberal favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends:
A generous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs,
And thus he's just to all mankind.
3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd,
The sweet remembrance of the just
Like a green root revives and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,
When dying nature sleeps in dust.
4 Beset with threatening dangers round,
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground;
His conscience holds his courage up:
The soul that's filled with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night:
And sees in darkness beams of grace.
Pause.
5 [Ill tidings never can surprise
His heart that fix'd on God relies,
Though waves and tempests roar around:
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drown'd.
6 The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations crost:
They and their envy, pride and spite,
Sink down to everlasting night,
And all their names in darkness lost.] Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English
The Blessings of the liberal Man
The Blessings of the liberal Man
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #211 (1787) Topics: Good Works; Good Works First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renown'd;
His house the seat of wealth shall be,
An unexhausted treasury,
And with successive honours crown'd.
2 His liberal favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends:
A generous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs,
And thus he's just to all mankind.
3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd,
The sweet remembrance of the just
Like a green root revives and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,
When dying nature sleeps in dust.
4 Beset with threatening dangers round,
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground;
His conscience holds his courage up:
The soul that's filled with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night:
And sees in darkness beams of grace.
Pause.
5 [Ill tidings never can surprise
His heart that fix'd on God relies,
Though waves and tempests roar around:
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drown'd.
6 The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations crost:
They and their envy, pride and spite,
Sink down to everlasting night,
And all their names in darkness lost.] Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English
The Blessings of the liberal Man
Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P16a (1766) Topics: Good works profit Men, not God Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need,
For Succour to thy Throne I flee;
But have no Merits there to plead,
My Goodness cannot reach to Thee.
2 Oft have my Heart and Tongue confest,
How empty and how poor I am;
My Praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new Glories to thy Name.
3 Yet, Lord, thy Saints on Earth may reap
Some Profit by the Good we do;
These are the Company I keep,
These are the choicest Friends I know.
4 Let others chuse the Sons of Mirth
To give a Relish to their Wine;
I love the Men of heav'nly Birth,
Whose Thoughts and Language are divine Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English
Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need
Save me, O Lord, from every Foe
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P16d (1766) Topics: Good works profit Men, not God Lyrics: 1 Save me, O Lord, from every Foe,
In Thee my Trust I place;
Though all the Good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy Grace.
2 Yet if my GOD prolong my Breath,
The Saints may profit by't;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of my Delight.
3 Let Heathens to their Idols haste,
And worship Wood or Stone;
But my delightful Lot is cast
Where the true GOD is known.
4 His Hand provides my constant Food,
He fills my daily Cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present Good,
But more rejoice in Hope.
5 GOD is my Portion and my Joy;
His Counsels are my Light:
He gives me sweet Advice by Day,
And gentle Hints by Night.
6 My Soul would all her Thoughts approve
To his all-seeing Eye;
Not death nor Hell my Hope shall move,
While such a Friend is nigh. Scripture: Psalm 16:1-8 Languages: English
Save me, O Lord, from every Foe
Support and Counsel from GOD without Merit
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #27b (1740) Topics: Good works profit Men, not God First Line: Save me, O Lord, from every Foe Lyrics: First Part:
1 Save me, O Lord, from every Foe,
In Thee my trust I place;
Though all the Good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy Grace.
2 Yet if my GOD prolong my Breath,
The Saints may profit by't;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of my Delight.
3 Let Heathens to their Idols haste,
And worship Wood or Stone;
But my delightful Lot is cast
Where the true GOD is known.
4 His Hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily Cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present Good,
But more rejoice in Hope.
5 GOD is my Portion and my Joy;
His Counsels are my Light:
He gives me sweet Advice by Day,
And gentle Hints by Night.
6 My Soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing Eye;
Not death nor Hell my Hope shall move,
While such a Friend is nigh. Scripture: Psalm 16:1-8 Languages: English
Support and Counsel from GOD without Merit
Fill Thou My Life, O Lord, My God
Author: Rev. Horatius Bonar Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #435 (1934) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Good Works Lyrics: 1 Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God,
In every part with praise,
That my whole being may proclaim
Thy being and Thy ways.
Not for the lip of praise alone,
Nor e’en the praising heart,
I ask, but for a life made up
Of praise in every part.
2 Praise in the common words I speak,
Life’s common looks and tones,
In intercourse at hearth and board
With my beloved ones,
Enduring wrong, reproach, or loss,
With sweet and steadfast will,
Loving and blessing those who hate,
Returning good for ill.
3 So shall each fear, each fret, each care,
Be turned into a song,
And every winding of the way
The echo shall prolong;
So shall no part of day or night
From sacredness be free,
But all my life, in every step,
Be fellowship with Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
Fill Thou My Life, O Lord, My God
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