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GOD is every where

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #259 (1740) Topics: Midnight thoughts First Line: In all my vast Concerns with Thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast Concerns with Thee, In vain my Soul would try To shun thy Presence, Lord, or flee The Notice of thine Eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding Sight surveys My Rising and my Rest, My public Walks, my private Ways, And Secrets of my Breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within; And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word He knows the Sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and High! Where can a Creature hide? Within thy circling Arms I lye, Beset on ev'ry Side. 5 So let thy Grace surround me still, And like a Bulwark prove, To guard my Soul from ev'ry Ill, Secur'd by sov'reign Love. Pause 6 Lord, where shall guilty Souls retire, forgotten and unknown? In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire, In Heav'n thy glorious Throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital Breath, To 'scape the Wrath Divine, Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death, And make the Grave resign. 8 If wing'd with Beams of Morning Light, I fly beyond the West, Thy Hand, which must support my Flight, Would soon betray my Rest. 9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night, Those flaming Eyes that guard thy Law Would turn the Shades to Light. 10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour Are both alike to Thee; O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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Psalm 139 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.315 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Midnight thoughts First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #56 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Midnight thoughts Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139b (1766) Topics: Midnight thoughts Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came, A Work of such a curious Frame; In me thy fearful Wonders shine, And each proclaims thy Skill divine. 2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs survey, Which yet in dark Confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Formed by the Model of thy Book. 3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd, And what thy sov'reign Counsels fram'd, The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart, Was copy'd with unerring Art. 4 At last, to shew my Maker's Name, GOD stamp'd his Image on my Frame, And in some unknown Moment join'd The finish'd Members to the Mind. 5 There the young Seeds of Thought began, And all the Passions of the Man, Great GOD, our infant Nature pays Immortal Tribute to thy Praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing Age I've acted on Life's busy Stage, Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the Ocean o'er, And count each Sand that makes the Shore, Before my swiftest Thoughts could trace The num'rous Wonders of thy Grace. 8 These on my Heart are still imprest, With these I give my Eyes to Rest; And at my waking Hour I find GOD and his Love possess my Mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #257 (1740) Topics: Midnight thoughts First Line: 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came, A Work of such a curious Frame In me thy fearful Wonders shine, And each proclaims thy Skill divine. 2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs survey, Which yet in dark Confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Formed by the Model of thy Book. 3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd, And what thy sov'reign Counsels fram'd, The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart, Was copy'd with unerring Art. 4 At last, to shew my Maker's Name, GOD stamp'd his Image on my Frame, And in some unknown Moment join'd The finish'd Members to the Mind. 5 There the young Seeds of Thought began, And all the Passions of the Man: Great GOD, our infant Nature pays Immortal Tribute to thy Praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on Life's busy Stage, Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the Ocean o'er, And count each Sand that makes the Shore, Before my swiftest Thoughts could trace The num'rous Wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my Heart are still imprest, With these I give my Eyes to Rest; And at my waking Hour I find GOD and his Love possess my Mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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Psalm 139 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.319 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Midnight thoughts First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee! Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English
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Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139f (1766) Topics: Midnight thoughts Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er, They strike me with Surprize; Not all the Sands that spread the Shore To equal Numbers rise. 2 My Flesh with Fear and Wonder stands, The Product of thy Skill; And hourly Blessings from thy Hands Thy Thoughts of Love reveal. 3 These on my Heart by Night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the Hour that ends my Sleep Still find my Thoughts with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English
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The Mercies of GOD innumerable: An Evening Psalm

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #261a (1740) Topics: Midnight thoughts First Line: Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er, They strike me with Surprize; Not all the Sands that spread the Shore To equal Numbers rise. 2 My Flesh with Fear and Wonder stands, The Product of thy Skill; And hourly Blessings from thy Hands Thy Thoughts of Love reveal. 3 These on my Heart by Night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the Hour that ends my Sleep Still find my Thoughts with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English
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Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #580 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Midnight thoughts Lyrics: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee! Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English
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Psalm 63 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.133 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Midnight thoughts First Line: 'Twas in the watches of the night Lyrics: 'Twas in the watches of the night I thought upon thy power, I kept thy lovely face in sight Amidst the darkest hour. My flesh lay resting on my bed, My soul arose on high: "My God, my life, my hope," I said, "Bring thy salvation nigh." My spirit labors up thine hill, And climbs the heav'nly road; But thy right hand upholds me still, While I pursue my God. Thy mercy stretches o'er my head The shadow of thy wings; My heart rejoices in thine aid, My tongue awakes and sings. But the destroyers of my peace Shall fret and rage in vain; The tempter shall for ever cease, And all my sins be slain. Thy sword shall give my foes to death, And send them down to dwell In the dark caverns of the earth, Or to the deeps of hell. Scripture: Psalm 63:6-10 Languages: English

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