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To thee, O GOD, we render Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXV (1767) Topics: Description of Duty of the Ministers of God's Word Lyrics: 1 To thee, O GOD, we render Praise, To thee with daily Thanks repair; For that thy Name to us is nigh, Thy great and wond'rous Works declare. For thou, O LORD, art still the same, And very glorious is thy Name. 2 In Israel when my Throne is fix'd, With me shall Truth and Justice reign; The Land with Discord shakes, but I The falling Pillars will sustain. To Fools, I said, your Wrongs redress, To wicked Men, your Pride suppress. 3 For that Promotion which to gain, Your vain Ambition daily strives; From neither East, nor West, nor North, Nor yet from Southern Climes arrives. For GOD will cast the Haughty down, And lift the Humble to a Throne. 4 His Hand holds forth a dreadful Cup, With purple Wine full mix'd 'tis crown'd, The deadly Potion which his Wrath, Shall pour upon the Nations round, Its bitter Dregs shalt sinners squeeze, And drink up all the deadly Lees. 5 But I will talk of Jacob's GOD, And to the World his Pow'r relate; His Justice, Truth and Mercy too, My song shall ever celebrate; The Wicked shall before him fly, The Just shall be exalted high. Scripture: Psalm 75 Languages: English Tune Title: [To thee, O God, we render Praise]

From my Youth up, may Israel say

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXIX (1767) Topics: Description of Oppression of the Church in all Ages Lyrics: 1 From my Youth up, may Israel say, They oftentimes have me assail'd; Reduc'd me oft to heavy Straits, But never yet have quite previl'd: They plow'd my Back with Furrows long; But GOD has recu'd us from Wrong. 2 Defeat, Confusion, shameful Rout Ne still the dreadful Doom of those, Their righteous Doom, who Sion hate, And Sion's holy GOD oppose: Like corn that's wither'd, let them fade, Which too much Heat, and want of Root, Untimely blasted in the Blade. 3 Which in his Arms no Reaper takes, But in the Field neglected leaves; Nor Binder thinks it worth his Pains To fold and gather into Sheaves: Nor Traveller vouchsafes to stop, And crave a Blessing on the Crop. Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English Tune Title: [From my Youth up, may Israel say]

Hear, O my People, to my Law

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXVIII (1767) Topics: Description of Unthankfulness and Rebellion of the Israelites Lyrics: 1 Hear, O my People, to my Law, Your most devout Attention lend; Let the Instructions of my Mouth, Deep in your faithful Hearts descend, My Tongue shall Parables unfold, And bring to light dark Things of old. 2 Which our Fore-fathers pious Care, From ancient Times has handed down; Nor will we hide them from our Sons, But to our Offspring make them known, That they the Praises may be taught. Of GOD, who hat such Wonders wrought. 3 For Jacob he this Law ordain'd, This solemn League with Israel made, With Charge to be from Age to Age, From Race to Race with Care convey'd; To be transmitted to their Heirs, Which they again might give to their's. 4 That they might GOD's Commands obey, And in his Strength their Safety place; And not like their Forefathers prove A stubborn and rebellious Race, Who still the Paths of Error trod, Nor put their stedfast Hope in GOD. 6 Such were revolting Ephraim's Sons, Who from the Field ingnobly fled; Tho' skilful Archers arm'd with Bows, And to a constant Warfare bred; Tho' GOD to them his Works display'd, Yet they his Orders disobey'd, 7 The Wonders which their Fathers saw, They in their Minds did not retain; Prodigious Things in Egypt done, And Miracles in Zoan's Plain: For them he did the Sea divide, And pil'd in Heaps the pressing Tide. 7 A wond'rous Pillar led them on, Compos'd of Shade and radiant Light; A shelt'ring Cloud it prov'd by Day, And was a leading Fire by Night. Thus went they thro' a desart Land, Conducted by his powerful Hand. 8 When Drought oppress'd them, where no Streams The parched Wilderness supply'd, He cleft the Rock, whose flinty Breast Dissolv'd into a cooling Tide, Which down in plenteous Rivers fell, And prov'd a constant Miracle. 9 Yet there they sinn'd against him more, Provoking still the LORD most high, In that same Desart, where he did Their fainting Souls with Strength supply; His Pow'r supreme, they did distrust And long'd for Meat to feed their Lust. 10 Then utter'd their blaspheming Doubts, "Can God, say they, for us prepare "A Table in the Wilderness, "And set it out with various Fare? "'Tis true he did the Rock divide, "But can he Corn and Flesh provide" 11 The Lord with Indignation heard, And from the Heav'ns, avenging Flame On Jacob fell; consuming Wrath On most ungrateful Israel came: For they would not in GOD confide, Who had so oft their Wants supply'd. 12 Tho' GOD had from the fruitful Clouds, Around their Camp his Manna spread, And had the Angels sacred Food, Ungrateful Man in Plenty fed; Which from his own celestial Stores, Was rained down in frequent Show'rs. 13 From Heav'n he made an East Wind blow, And likewise did the South Command To rain down Flesh, like Dust, and Fowls Like the Sea Shore's unnumber'd Sands. Around their Tents an easy Prey, The flutt'ring, feather'd Booty lay. 14 Thus gave he them their Heart's Desire, And they luxurious eat the same; But whilst the Meat was in their Mouths, GOD's heavy Wrath upon them came; He slew the WEalthiest of them all, And Isreal's Chiefs were made to fall. Part II 15 Yet still they sinn'd, nor would afford His wond'rous Miracles Belief; Therefore thro' fruitless Travels he Consum'd their Lives in wasting Grief; When some were slain, with early Cry, They turn'd and sought the LORD most high. 16 But this was feign'd Submission all, Their treach'rous Hearts their Tongues bely'd, They still remain'd perverse, nor would Firm in his Covenant abide; And yet his Anger did not rise, Nor would with Death their Sins chastise. 17 For he remember'd they were Flesh, And could not long on Earth remain; A murm'ring wind that's quickly past, And never more return's again; His Mercy knew they were but frail, And would not let his Wrath prevail. 18 How oft did they provoke him there? How oft did they his Patience grieve! In that same Desart, where he did Their fainting Souls with Food relieve, They turned back, and faithless prov'd, And Isreal's GOD to Anger move'd. 19 Nor did they call to Mind the Day When GOD, with his Almighty Hand, Deliver'd them from all their Foes, And show'd them Signs in Egypt's Land, When he the Tribes from Bondage broguth, And wond'rous Things in Zoan wrought. 20 Their Rivers, that they might not drink, Were turn'd to Blood at his Command; Devouring Flies in thickest Swarms; And Frogs were sent to plague the Land; Locust and Worms o'erspread their Soul, And reap'd the Harvest of their Toil. 21 Their Vines with batt'ring Hail were broke, With pinching Frost the Fig-tree dies; Lightning and Hail makes Flocks and Herds, To fall one gen'ral Sacrifice. His Rage that had not Time to cease, Sent Sprirts of destroy their Peace. 22 He clear'd a Passage for his Wrath, Now would that Wrath severe controul; But gave their Life to Pestilence, Nor spar'd from Death the fainting Soul. Upon their Heirs Destruction came, The first born in the Tents of Ham. 23 But his own Tribe, like folded Sheep, He brought in Safety from Distress, And like a Flock, conducted them Thro' a long barren Wilderness. Their Foes were in the Ocean drown'd, But they no Cause of Terror found. 24 Nor ceas'd his Care, 'till them he brought In Safety to the promis'd Land; And to his holy Mount, the Prize Obtain'd, by his victorious Hand; For them he did his Arm extend. And from the foe their Host's defend. 25 To them, the outcast Heathen's Land, He did in equal Lot divide; And in their Foes abandon'd Tents, Made Israel's Tribes secure abide: For them he quell'd the Nations round, And plac'd them on the promis'd Ground. Part III 26 But still they tempted, still provok'd The Anger of the LORD most high; Nor would, to practise his Commands Their most rebellious Hearts apply: But turn'd like a deceitful Bow, And in their Father's Steps would go. 27 For GOD to Fury they provok'd With Idol Altars set on high, And with their graven Images, Inflam'd to Wrath his Jealousy; On Israel then his Hatred fell, And Shiloh, where he lov'd to dwell. 28 To vile Captivity, his Ark, His Strength and Glory to disdain, His People to the Sword he gave, Nor would his awful Wrath restrain: Amongst their Youth his Anger spread, Nor were their Maids to Marriage led. 29 In Fight the Sacrificer fell, The Priest himself a Victim bled; No were there any Widows left, Who should with Tears lament the Dead. Then like a Giant strong with Wine, The LORD awak'd in Wrath divine. 30 He smote his Foes, that from the Field Their vanquish'd, scatter'd Remnants came, With Wounds imprinted on their Backs, The Marks of everlasting Shame: The Tents of Joseph he forsook Nor Ephraim for his Dwelling took. 31 But Judah's favour'd Tribe he chose, And made his own peculiar Care; On Sion's Mount his Temple built, And fix'd its strong foundations there. From Sheep-Folds he did David bring, And over Judah made him King. 32 From tending on the teeming Ewes, He brought his Servant forth to feed His People, and Inheritance, The Tribes of Israel's chosen Seed: And he a faithful Shepherd still, Fed and conducted them with Skill. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English Tune Title: [Hear, O my People, to my Law]

LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXIV (1767) Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint, And to my humble Pray'r give Ear; Preserve my Life from cruel Foes, And free my troubled Soul from Fear; Hide me in some secure Retreat; The Plots of all my Foes defeat. 2 See how, intent to work my Harm, They whet their Tongues like sharpen'd Swords, And bend their Bows to shoot their Darts, Destructive Lies, and bitter Words: In secret, void of Fear and Shame, They at the Just direct their Aim. 3 To carry on their ill Designs, In frequent Councils they agree; They speak of laying private Snares, And vainly think that none shall see: With Care their wicked Plots they lay; Their Hearts designing to betray. 4 But GOD, to Anger justly mov'd, His dreadful Bows shall surely bend; And on his flying Arrow's Point Against them swift Destruction send: Their Slander on themselves shall fall, And they be scorn'd and shunn'd by all. 5 The World shall then GOD's Pow'r confess, And frighten'd Nations trembling stand; Convinc'd that 'tis the mighty Work, Of his uprais'd avenging Hand: For they shall see his Pow'r, and own That he is GOD supreme alone. 6 Whilst righteous Men whom he secures, Shall in his Mercy gladly trust; and all the list'nign Earth shall hear, The glorious Triumphs of the Just; The true of heart shall bless his Name, And to the world their Joy proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, hear the Voice of my Complaint]

No Change of Times shall ever move

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XVIII (1767) Topics: Description of Storms and Stress of Weather Lyrics: 1 No Change of Times shall ever move My firm Affection, LORD, to thee; For thou dost my Protection prove, A Fortress and Defence to me; My Trust is in thy Might and Pow'r; Thou art my Safeguard and my Tow'r. 2 To thee I will address my Pray'r, To whom all Praise we justly owe: So shall I by thy watchful Care, Be guarded from my treach'rous Foe; Nor will I all his Malice fear, If thou art with Assistance near. 3 By Floods of wicked Men distress'd; With deadly Sorrows compass'd round; With dire infernal Pangs oppress'd; In Death's unweildy Fetters bound; I made to GOD my humble Moan, Who heard me from his lofty Throne. Part II 4 When GOD arose, my Part to take, The conscious Earth was struck with Fear; The Hills did at his Presence shake; Nor could his dreadful Fury bear; Thick Smoke and Fire before him came, That Coals were kindled by the Flame. 5 He left the beauteous Realms of Light, Whilst Heav'n bow'd down its awful Head; Beneath his Feet substantial Night Was like a sable Carpet spread: His Chariot, Troops of Angels drew, Which on the winged Tempest flew. 6 Black wat'ry Mists and Clouds conspir'd With thickest Shades, his Face to veil; But at his Brightness soon retir'd, And fell in Show'rs of Fire and Hail: Thro' Heav'n his thund'ring Voice did roar, And Earth's with Coals was cover'd o'er. 7 His sharpen'd Arrows round he threw, Which made his scatter'd Foes retreat; Like Darts his nimble Lightnings flew, And quickly finish'd their Defeat; The Deep her secret Stores disclos'd, The World's Foundations lay expos'd. 8 The LORD did on my Side engage; From Heav'n, his Throne, my Cause upheld; And snatch'd me from the furious Rage Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell'd; His Pow'r against my Foes employ'd, Or else my Soul had been destroy'd. 9 Their subtle Rage had nigh prevail'd, When I distress'd and friendless lay; But still, when other Succours fail'd, GOD was my firm Support and Stay; And did from Danger set me free, Because he took Delight in me. 10 Because in me no Guilt remains, GOD does his gracious Help extend; My Hands are free from bloody Stains, The LORD is therefore still my Friend: In his just Paths I always trod, Nor loosely wander'd from my GOD. 11 His Judgments I have kept in Sight; Did ev'n from darling Sins refrain; I never did his Statutes slight, And both my Heart and Hands are clean; His Favours therefore still endure, Because my Soul's sincere and pure. Part III 12 Thou suit'st, O LORD, thy righteous Ways, To various Paths of human kind; They who, for Mercy, merit Praise, With thee shall wond'rous Mercy find. The Just thy Purity shall see; The Perverse meet Returns from thee. 13 That he the humble Soul will save, And crush the Haughty's boasted Might; In me, the LORD, an Instance gave, Whose Darkness he hath chang'd to Light. 29 On his firm Succour I rely'd, Thro' him I did o'er Hosts prevail, Nor fear'd the highest Walls to scale. 14 For GOD's Designs shall still succeed; His Word will bear the utmost Test: He's a strong Shield to all that need, And on his sure Protection rest. Who then, but GOD, should be ador'd, Or who is mighty, like the LORD? 15 'Tis GOD that girds my Armour on, And all my just Designs fulfils; Thro' him, my Feet can swiftly run, And nimbly climb the steepest Hllls; Lessons of War from Him I take, Mine Arms a Bow of Steel can break, 16 The Buckler of his saving Health Protects me from assaulting Foes: His Hand sustains me still; my Wealth And Greatness from His Bounty flows: My Steps, no narrow Paths confin'd; He freed, and all my Ways design'd. 17 Thro' him, I num'rous Hosts defeat, And flying Squadrons captive take; Nor from my fierce Pursuit retreat, 'Till I a final Conquest make: To rear their Heads in vain they try, For at my Feet they vanquish'd lie. Part IV 18 GOD, when fresh Armies take the Field, Recruits my Strength, my Courage warms; He makes my strong Opposers yield, Subdu'd by my prevailing Arms; Thro' him my Feet my Foes shall press, Who hate and envy my Success. 19 With loud Complaints all Friends they try'd, But none was able to defend; At length to GOD, for Help, they cry'd; But GOD would no Assistance lend; Like Dust, their Troops I scatter'd round, And with their Bodies strew'd the Ground. 20 Our factious Tribes, at Strife till now, By GOD's Appointment, me obey; The Heathen to my Sceptre bow, And foreign Nations own my Sway; Remotest Realms their Homage send, And Strangers my Commands attend. 21 All to my Summons tamely yield, Or soon in Battle are dismay'd; For stronger Holds they quit the Field, And still in strongest Holds afraid. Then prais'd be GOD, in whom I rest; Who me with his Salvation bless'd. 22 'Tis GOD that still supports my Right, His just Revenge my Foes pursues; 'Tis he that with resistless Might, Fierce Nations to my Yoke subdues; From whom my lasting Honours flow; Who freed me from the bloody Foe. 23 Therefore, to celebrate his Fame, My grateful Voice to Heav'n I'll raise; And Nations, Strangers to his Name, Shall thus be taught to sing his Praise: "GOD to his King extends his Grace, "And crowns with Mercy David's Race. Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English Tune Title: [No change of times shall ever mover]

O LORD, the Rock of my Defence

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXVIII (1767) Topics: Description of Hyprocisy Lyrics: 1 O LORD, the Rock, of my Defence, My certain Hope and Confidence, Do thou in tender Mercy hear, Thy Servant's earnest hymble Pray'r; Lest I in Sighs consume my Breath. And fall like those who sleep in Death. 2 Attend the Cries of my Distress, Hear me whom many Woes oppress; Nor cast me from thy Mercy_Seat; Lest I the Sinners Doom= should meet, Who make a Trade of doing Ill, And speak them fair they mean to kill. 3 According as they have dsign'd, So let them, LORD, thy Justice find; As they without Remorse transgress'd, And have the Innocent oppress'd: Be thou, O LORD, relentless too, And let thy Vengeance them pursue. 4 The Works of GOD they ne'er respect, But still with Scorn his Grace reject; Against his Saints they Wiles employ, The LORD will build them up no more. 5 To GOD my Song shall be address'd, Who heard the Voice of me distress'd; In him my Confidence was plac'd, And I return'd with Triumphs grac'd; My grateful Heart shall therefore raise, This chearful Tribute to his Praise. 6 'Tis by his Pow'r I am sustain'd, "His Arm hath still my Cause maintain'd; "'Twas He advanc'd me to the Throne, "I reign secure through him alone." Thy Chosen, LORD, with Plenty bless, And in their Battles grant Success. Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, the Rock of my defence]

Sure wicked Fools, devoid of Shame

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XIV (1767) Topics: Description of Impiety Lyrics: 1 Sure, wicked Fools, devoid of Shame, Suppose that GOD is but a Name: Corrupt and lewd their Practice grows, No Breast with heav'nly Ardor glows; All Thoughts of Virtue they resign, Their Hearts to evil Ways incline. 2 The LORD, from Realms of endless Day, Did all the Sons of Men survey; Look'd down from his exalted Tow'r, To see if any own'd his Pow'r; To see if any Justice knew, Or did the Paths of Truth pursue. 3 But all he saw were gone aside, None took Religion for their Guide, Not one of all the sinful Race, But was degen'rate grown and base, And still in ev'ry wicked Way, With wand'ring Footsteps went astray. 4 Their Throats are open to devour The helpless Poor, when in their Pow'r; Their Mouths with Curses fill'd and Lies, No Fear of GOD's before their Eyes; Their Ways to swift Destruction tend, And must in certain Ruin end. 5 But will these Workers of Deceit, Like Bread, my harmless People eat? And God's Almighty Pow'r disown? 5 How will they tremble then for Fear, When his just Wrath shall them o'ertake! Are they so dull and senseless grown, That they will GOD's great Pow'r disown? Will they not his Commands obey, And yield to his Almighty Sway? 6 How will they tremble then for Fear, When they behold his Vengeance near! When his just Wrath shall them o'ertake; For GOD will ne'er the Just forsake: For them he will his Arm extend, And from the Foe their Lives defend. 7 Bad Men, in vain, with Scorn deride The Just, who follow Virtue's Guide, And strive their Methods to expose; Since GOD a Refuge is for those: His Eyes shall them with Favour view, Whilst they their righteous Paths pursue. 7 Would he his saving Pow'r extend, And now his People's Cause defend; Oh! would he break their servile Band; What Shouts should echo thro' the Land! How should we then our Songs employ, And join the universal Joy! Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English Tune Title: [Sure wicked fools, devoid of shame]

Through all the Scenes of Life

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXIV (1767) Topics: Description of Fear and Service of the Lord Lyrics: 1 Through all the Scenes of Life, As well in Trouble as in Joy, The Praises of my GOD shall still. My Heart and Tongue employ. His Goodness I'll declare, 'Till ass that are with Woes oppress'd, From my Example Comfort take, And charm their Griefs to rest. 2 O magnify the LORD! And bless with me, his holy Name; His faithful Word is ever sure, His Truth is still the same: For when to him I cry'd, With heavy Woes encompass'd round, He heard my Voice, and in his Love, I soon a Refuge found. 3 Their dropping Hearts were eas'd; We look'd to him alone for Aid, Desir'd Success in ev'ry Face, A chearful Air display'd. "Behold, said they, and see "The Man whom Providence reliev'd, "So dang'rously beset with Woes, "So wond'rously retriev'd!" Part II 4 The Hosts of GOD encamp Around the Dwellings of the Just; Deliv'rance he affords to all Who in his Succour trust. O taste his wond'rous Love! And soon Experience will decide, How bless'd they are, and only they, Who in his Truth confide. 5 Oh fear him all ye Saints! And you'll have nothing else to fear; Make you his Service your Delight, He'll make your Wants his Care. While Lions lack their Prey, The bounteous LORD will Food provide, For those as put their Trust in him, And see their Wants supply'd. 6 Ye proudly dispos'd, Approach, and my Instruction hear, I'll teach you the true Discipline Of his religious Fear: Let him who Life desires, And many prosp'rous Days would see; From sland'rous Language keep his Tongue, His Lips from Falshood free. 7 The crooked Paths of Vice Decline, and Virtue's Ways pursue; Establish Peace where 'tis begun, And where 'tis lost, renew. The LORD from Heav'n beholds, The Just with favourable Eyes; And, when distress'd, his gracious Ear, Is open to their Cries. Part IIi 8 GOD turns his wrathful Look On those whom Mercy don't reclaim; To cut them off, and from the Earth Blot out their very Name. When in Distress they cry, In Mercy he will hear his Saints, And with a providential Care, Attend to their Complaints. 9 The LORD is always nigh, With Balm, to heal the broken Heart; And to the contrite Spirit still, His Comfort to impart. The Wicked often strive, But vain is always their Desire; When they against the Just and True, Maliciously conspire. 10 For under all the Weight, Of sore Afflictions they endure, The LORD will still preserve his Saints, And keep their Bones secure. The Wicked from their Arts, Their speedy Ruin shall derive; While righteous Men, whom they detest, Shall them and theirs survive. 11 For GOD the Souls shall keep, Of those who on His Truth depend; To them and their Posterity, His Blessings shall descend. Scripture: Psalm 34 Languages: English Tune Title: [Through all the scenes of life]