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Psalm 16 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.31 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Resurrection and death of Christ; Christ his all-sufficiency; Christ his death and resurrection; Comfort and support in God; Company of saints; Confession of our poverty; Counsel and support from God; Courage in death; Death and resurrection of Christ; Death courage in it; God all-sufficient; Good works profit men, not God; Grace without merit; Hope of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection of the saints; Saints the best company; Support and counsel from God; Works good profit men, not God First Line: Preserve me, Lord, in time of need Lyrics: Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. Oft have my heart and tongue confessed How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blessed, Nor add new glories to thy name. 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. Let others choose 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

Psalm 16 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.32 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Resurrection and death of Christ; Christ his all-sufficiency; Christ his death and resurrection; Comfort and support in God; Company of saints; Confession of our poverty; Counsel and support from God; Courage in death; Death and resurrection of Christ; Death courage in it; God all-sufficient; Good works profit men, not God; Grace without merit; Hope of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection of the saints; Saints the best company; Support and counsel from God; Works good profit men, not God First Line: How fast their guilt and sorrows rise Lyrics: How fast their guilt and sorrows rise Who haste to seek some idol-god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offered up Jesus, his best-beloved Son. His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name for ever blessed, Who gives me sweet advice by night. I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepared To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Psalm 16 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.33 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Resurrection and death of Christ; Christ his all-sufficiency; Christ his death and resurrection; Comfort and support in God; Company of saints; Confession of our poverty; Counsel and support from God; Courage in death; Death and resurrection of Christ; Death courage in it; God all-sufficient; Good works profit men, not God; Grace without merit; Hope of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection of the saints; Saints the best company; Support and counsel from God; Works good profit men, not God First Line: When God is nigh, my faith is strong Lyrics: When God is nigh, my faith is strong; His arm is my almighty prop: Be glad, my heart; rejoice, my tongue; My dying flesh shall rest in hope. Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to thy throne above the sky. There streams of endless pleasure flow; And full discoveries of thy grace (Which we but tasted here below) Spread heav'nly joys through all the place. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Psalm 16 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.34 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Resurrection and death of Christ; Christ his all-sufficiency; Christ his death and resurrection; Comfort and support in God; Company of saints; Confession of our poverty; Counsel and support from God; Courage in death; Death and resurrection of Christ; Death courage in it; God all-sufficient; Good works profit men, not God; Grace without merit; Hope of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection of the saints; Saints the best company; Support and counsel from God; Works good profit men, not God First Line: Save me, O Lord, from every foe Lyrics: 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. 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. Let heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup; Much am I pleased with present good, But more rejoice in hope. God is my portion and my joy, His counsels are my light; He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. 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

Psalm 16 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.35 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Resurrection and death of Christ; Christ his all-sufficiency; Christ his death and resurrection; Comfort and support in God; Company of saints; Confession of our poverty; Counsel and support from God; Courage in death; Death and resurrection of Christ; Death courage in it; God all-sufficient; Good works profit men, not God; Grace without merit; Hope of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection of the saints; Saints the best company; Support and counsel from God; Works good profit men, not God First Line: I set the Lord before my face Lyrics: I set the Lord before my face, He bears my courage up; My heart and tongue their joys express, My flesh shall rest in hope. "My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave Where souls departed are; Nor quit my body to the grave, To see corruption there. "Thou wilt reveal the path of life, And raise me to thy throne; Thy courts immortal pleasure give, Thy presence joys unknown." [Thus, in the name of Christ, the Lord, The holy David sung; And Providence fulfils the word Of his prophetic tongue. Jesus, whom ev'ry saint adores, Was crucified and slain: Behold, the tomb its prey restores! Behold, he lives again! When shall my feet arise and stand On heav'n's eternal hills? There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles.] Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Psalm 77 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.164 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Afflictions hope in them; Hope in darkness; Afflictions very great; Comfort from ancient providences; Israel saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Melancholy and hope; Patience in darkness; Providence recorded; Remembrance of former deliverances First Line: To God I cried with mournful voice Lyrics: To God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when troubles rose, And filled the night with fear. Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refused relief; I thought on God the just and wise, But thoughts increased my grief. Still I complained, and still oppressed, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. My overwhelming sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And called thy judgments o'er. I called back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit searched for secret crimes That might withhold thy grace. I called thy mercies to my mind Which I enjoyed before; And will the Lord no more be kind? His face appear no more? Will he for ever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? But I forbid this hopeless thought; This dark, despairing frame, Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er; Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Psalm 77 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.165 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Afflictions hope in them; Hope in darkness; Afflictions very great; Comfort from ancient providences; Israel saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Melancholy and hope; Patience in darkness; Providence recorded; Remembrance of former deliverances First Line: How awful is thy chast'ning rod! Lyrics: "How awful is thy chast'ning rod!" May thy own children say: "The great, the wise, the dreadful God! How holy is his way !" I'll meditate his works of old, The King that reigns above; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. Long did the house of Joseph lie With Egypt's yoke oppressed; Long he delayed to hear their cry, or gave his people rest. The sons of good old Jacob seemed Abandoned to their foes; But his almighty arm redeemed The nation that he chose. Isr'el, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls; He bade them venture through the deep, And made the waves their walls. The waters saw thee, mighty God! The waters saw thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine armies room. Strange was thy journey through the sea Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. [Thy voice, with terror in the sound, Through clouds and darkness broke; All heav'n in lightning shone around, And earth with thunder shook. Thine arrows through the skies were hurled; How glorious is the Lord! Surprise and trembling seized the world, And his own saints adored. He gave them water from the rock, And safe, by Moses' hand, Through a dry desert led his flock Home to the promised land.] Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Psalm 143

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.322 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Doubts and fears suppressed; Desertion and distress of soul; Hope in darkness; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Hope in afflictions; Afflictions very great; Comfort from ancient providences; Remembrance of former deliverances; Waiting for answer to prayer; Afflicted their prayer; Afflictions in mind and body; Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body First Line: My righteous Judge, my gracious God Lyrics: My righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succor from thy throne; O make thy truth and mercy known! Let judgment not against me pass; Behold, thy servant pleads thy grace: Should justice call us to thy bar, No man alive is guiltless there. Look down in pity, Lord, and see The mighty woes that burden me; Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long buried and forgot. I dwell in darkness and unseen, My heart is desolate within My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace. Thence I derive a glimpse of hope To bear my sinking spirits up; I stretch my hands to God again, And thirst like parched lands for rain For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn: When will thy smiling face return? Shall all my joys on earth remove? And God for ever hide his love? My God, thy long delay to save Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave; My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye; Make haste to help before I die. The night is witness to my tears, Distressing pains, distressing fears; O might I hear thy morning voice, How would my wearied powers rejoice! In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, And lift my heavy soul on high; For thee sit waiting all the day, And wear the tiresome hours away. Break off my fetters, Lord, and show Which is the path my feet should go; If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heav'nly hill; Let the good Spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. Then shall my soul no more complain, The tempter then shall rage in vain; And flesh, that was my foe before, Shall never vex my spirit more. Scripture: Psalm 143 Languages: English

When I can read my Title clear

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LXV (1766) Topics: Assistance against Temptations; Assurance of Heven; Comfort in Sorrows of Mind and Body; Courage and Constancy; Deliverance from Spiritual Enemy; Hope of Heaven our Support under Trials; Light in Darkness by the Presence of God; Temptations of the Devil Lyrics: 1 When I can read my Title clear To Mansions in the Skies, I bid Farewel to ev'ry Fear, And wipe my weeping Eyes. 2 Should Earth against my Soul engage, And hellish Darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's Rage, And face a frowning World. 3 Let Cares like a wild Deluge come, And Storms of Sorrow fall; May I but safely reach my Home, My God, my Heav'n my All. 4 There shall I bathe my weary Soul In Seas of heav'nly Rest; And not a Wave of Trouble roll Across my peaceful Breast. Languages: English

O God, Defender of the Poor

Author: Christopher Idle Hymnal: Psalms for All Seasons #4A (2012) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Topics: Affliction; Comfort and Encouragement; Daily Prayer Evening Prayer; Daily Prayer Night Prayer; Disciples / Calling; God as Defender; God's Armor; God's Protection; Grace; Hope; Impatience; Jesus Christ Mind of; Joy; Lament Individual; Mercy; Peace; Prayer; Rest; Ten Commandments 9th Commandment (do not bear false witness); Trust; Year B, Easter, 3rd Sunday Lyrics: 1 O God, defender of the poor, have mercy when I pray: you listened to my prayer before-- LORD, hear my prayer today! you listened to my prayer before-- LORD, hear my prayer today! 2 How long will people choose vain things, love empty words and wrong? They scorn to serve the King of kings-- O living God, how long? They scorn to serve the King of kings-- O living God, how long? 3 The saints, O LORD, you set apart by grace to be your own: let sinners tremble, search their hearts, and bow before your throne; let sinners tremble, search their hearts, and bow before your throne. 4 While many pray that you will bless and bring them all they need, unless they long for holiness, their prayers are vain indeed; unless they long for holiness, their prayers are vain indeed. 5 Your light, O LORD, let us receive; your face within us shine, for richer is the joy you give than all their grain and wine; for richer is the joy you give than all their grain and wine. 6 And even when I turn to sleep your blessings still increase, for you alone, O LORD, will keep your child in perfect peace; for you alone, O LORD, will keep your child in perfect peace. Scripture: Psalm 4 Languages: English Tune Title: BROTHER JAMES' AIR