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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: Longing after God; Longing after 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

Longing after God; or The Love of God better than Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #107b (1790) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after 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

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: Longing after God; Longing after 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

Longing after God; or The Love of God better than Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #115 (1787) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after 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

Longing after GOD; or, The Lives of GOD better than Life

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #108b (1740) Topics: Longing after 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 Pow'r of Sov'reign Grace. 5 Not Fruits nor Wines that tempt our Taste, Nor all the Joys our Senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my chearful Passion so. 6 My Life itself without thy Love No Taste of 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

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

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.) #75a (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days: Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #75a (1790) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted heart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days: Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

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.) #81a (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on antient days: Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #81a (1787) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on antient days; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sink down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

The Morning of a Lord's Day

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.) #106 (1786) Topics: Longing after God; Longing after God First Line: Early, my God, without delay Lyrics: 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus till my last expiring day I’ll bless my God and king; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English