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Let the whole race of creatures lie
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #71 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Let the whole race of creatures lie
Abase'd before the Lord!
Whate'er His pow'rful hand has form'd
He governs with a word.
2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies
Were into motion brought,
All the long years and worlds to come
Stood present to his thought.
3 There's not a sparrow or a worm
O'erlook'd in his decrees;
He raises monarchs to a throne,
Or sinks with equal ease.
4 If light attend the course I go,
'Tis he provides the rays;
And 'tis His hand that hides the sun,
If darkness cloud my days.
5 Trusting his wisdom and his love,
I would not wish to know
What in the book of His decrees
Awaits me here below.
6 Be this alone my fervent pray'r:
Whate'er my lot shall be,
Or joys, or sorrows, may they form
My soul for heav'n and thee! Languages: English
Let the whole race of creatures lie
God moves in a mysterious way
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #78 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform:
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
and rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines,
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.
3 You fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour.
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain.
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain. Languages: English
God moves in a mysterious way
God is the refuge of his saints
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #81 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1. God is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold Him present with His aid.
2. Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd
Down to the deep, and buried there;
Convulsions shake the solid world:
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
3. Loud may the troubled ocean roar:
In sacred peace our souls abide;
While ev'ry nation, ev'ry shore,
Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
4. There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God,
Life, love, and joy, still guiding through,
And wat’ring our divine abode.
5. 'Midst storms and tempests, Lord! thy word
Does ev'ry rising fear control.
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And well sustain the fainting soul. Languages: English
God is the refuge of his saints
To calm the sorrows of the mind
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #84 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 To calm the sorrows of the mind,
Our heav'nly Friend is nigh,
To wipe the anxious tear that starts
Or trembles in the eye.
2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart,
The secret woe control;
The inward malady canst heal,
The sickness of the soul.
3 Thou canst repress the rising sigh;
Canst sooth each mortal care;
And ev'ry deep and heart-felt groan
Is wafted to thine ear.
4 Thy gracious eye is watchful still;
Thy potent arm can save
From threat'ning danger and disease,
And the devouring grave.
5 When, pale and languid all the frame,
The ruthless hand of pain
Arrests the feeble pow'rs of life,
The help of man is vain.
6 'Tis thou, great God! alone canst check
The progress of disease;
And sickness, aw'd by pow'r divine,
The high command obeys.
7 Eternal source of life, and health,
And ev'ry bliss we feel!
In sorrow and in joy, to thee
Our grateful hearts appeal. Languages: English
To calm the sorrows of the mind
The Lord, how fearful is his name!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #72 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how fearful is his name!
How wide is his command!
Nature, with all her moving frame,
Rests on his mighty hand.
2 Immortal glory forms his throne,
And light his awful robe;
Whilst, with a smile or with a frown,
He manages the globe.
3 Adoring angels round him fall,
In all their shining forms,
His Sov'reign eye looks thro' them all,
And pities mortal worms.
4 His bowels to our worthless race
In sweet compassion move;
He clothes his looks with softest grace,
And takes his title, love.
5 Now, let the Lord for ever reign,
And sway us as he will,
Sick, or in health, in ease, or pain
We are his fav'rites still.
6 No more shall peevish passion rise;
The tongue no more complain;
'Tis Sov'reign Love that lends our joys,
And love resumes again. Languages: English
The Lord, how fearful is his name!
Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #73 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim
The royal honours of his name,
"Jehovah reigns," be all your song.
'Tis he, thy God, O Zion! reigns,
Prepare thy most harmonious strains,
Glad hallelujahs to prolong.
2 Ye princes, boast no more your crown,
But lay the glitt'ring trifle down
In lowly honour at his feet.
A span your narrow empire bounds:
He reigns beyond created rounds,
In self-sufficient glory great.
3 Tremble, ye pageants of a day,
Form'd, like your slaves, of brittle clay;
Down to the dust your scepters bend.
To everlasting years he reigns,
And undiminish'd rule maintains,
When kings, and suns, and time shall end.
4 So shall his favour'd Zion live;
In vain confed'rate nations strive
Her sacred turrets to destroy.
Her sov'reign sits enthron'd above;
And endless pow'r and endless love
Insure her safety and her joy. Languages: English
Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim
The Lord of glory, reigns supremely great
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #74 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory, reigns supremely great,
And o'er heav'ns arches builds his royal seat.
Thro' worlds unknown his sov'reign sway extends,
Nor space, nor time, his boundless empire ends.
His eye beholds th' affairs of ev'ry nation,
And reads each though thro' his immense creation.
2 Lightning and storms his mighty word obey,
And planets roll, where he has mark'd their way.
Unnumber'd cherubs veil'd before him stand,
And at his signal all their wings expand.
His praise gives harmony to all their voices,
And ev'ry heart thro' the full choir rejoices.
3 Rebellious mortals, cease your tumults vain,
Nor longer such unequal war maintain.
Let clay with fellow-clay in combat strive:
But dread to brave the pow'r, by which you live.
With contrite hearts fall prostrate, and adore him;
For, if he frown, ye perish all before him. Languages: English
The Lord of glory, reigns supremely great
Greatest of beings, source of life
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #75 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Greatest of beings, source of life,
Sov'reign of air, and earth, and sea!
All nature feels thy pow'r; but man
A grateful tribute pays to thee.
2 Subject to wants, to thee he looks,
And from thy goodness seeks supplies;
And, when oppress'd with guilt, he mourns,
Thy mercy lifts him to the skies.
3 Children, whose little minds, unform'd,
Ne'er rais'd a tender thought to heav'n;
And men, whom reason lifts to God,
Tho' oft by passion downward driv'n;
4 Those, too, who bend with age and care,
And faint and tremble near the tomb,
Who, sick'ning at the present scenes,
Sigh for that better state to come:--
5 All, great Creator! all are thine;
All feel thy providential care;
And thro' each varying scene of life,
Alike thy constant pity share.
6 And, whether grief oppress the heart,
Or whether joy elate the breast,
Or life still keep its little course,
Or death invite the heart to rest:--
7 All are thy messengers, and all
Thy sacred pleasure, Lord, obey;
And all are training man to dwell
Nearer to bliss, and nearer thee. Languages: English
Greatest of beings, source of life
Who, gracious Father! can complain
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #76 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Who, gracious Father! can complain,
Under thy mild and gentle reign?
Who does a weight of duty share,
More than his aids and pow'rs can bear?
2 With diff'ring climes, and diff'ring lands,
With fertile pains and barren sands,
Thy hand hath framed this earthly roun,
And set each nation in its bound.
3 So various, thy celestial ray
Here sheds a full, there fainter day.
The God of all, unkind to none,
To all the path of life hath shown.
4 Large id the bounty of his hand:
He will a large return demand.
Haste then, my soul! thy work pursue,
And keep the heav'nly prize in view. Languages: English
Who, gracious Father! can complain
Through all the various shifting scene
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #77 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Through all the various shifting scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good;
Thy hand, O God, conducts, unseen
The beautiful vicissitude.
2 Thou givest with paternal care,
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
To all their necessary share
Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.
3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or pow'r,
Fix we on this terrestrial ball?
When most secure, the coming hour,
If thou see fit, may blast them all.
4 Thy pow'rful consolations cheer;
Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh;
Thy hand can dry the trickling tear,
That secret wets the widow's eye.
5 All things on earth, and all in heav'n
On thy eternal will depend;
And all for greater good were giv'n,
Would man pursue th' appointed end.
6 Be this be my care:-- To all beside
Indiff'rent let my wishes be;
Passion be calm; abas'd be pride,
And fix'd my soul, great God! on thee. Languages: English
Through all the various shifting scene
Vast are thy works, almighty Lord!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #79 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord!
All nature rests upon thy word.
Thy glories in the heav'ns we see;
The spacious earth is full of thee.
2 The various tribes of creatures stand,
Waiting their portions from thy hand;
And, while they take their diff'rent food,
Their cheerful looks pronounce thee good.
3 Whene'er thy face is hid, they mourn,
And, dying, to their dust return;
Both man and beast their souls resign;
Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine.
4 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again,
And fill the world with beasts and men.
A word of thy creating breath
Repairs the wastes of time and death.
5 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke,
And at thy touch the mountains smoke.
Yet humble souls may see thy face,
And tell their wants to sov'reign grace.
6 In thee my hopes and wishes meet,
And make my meditations sweet.
I to my God, my heav'nly King,
Immortal hallelujahs sing. Languages: English
Vast are thy works, almighty Lord!
Great Ruler of the earth and skies!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #80 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Great Ruler of the earth and skies!
A word of thine almighty breath
Can sink the world, or bid it rise.
Thy smile is life, thy frown is death.
2 When angry nations rush to arms,
And rage, and noise, and tumult reign,
And war resounds its dire alarms,
And slaughter dyes the hostile plain:
3 Thy sov'reign eye looks calmly down,
And marks the their course, and bounds their pow'r;
Thy lay the angry nations own,
And noise and war are heard no more.
4 Then peace returns with balmy wing,
Sweet peace! with her what blessings fled!
Glad plenty laughs, the vallies sing,
Reviving commerce lifts her head.
5 To thee we pay our grateful songs;
Thy kind protection still implore.
O may our hearts, and lives and tongues,
Confess thy goodness, and adore! Languages: English
Great Ruler of the earth and skies!
Give to the winds thy fears
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #82 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Give to the winds thy fears,
Hope, and be undismay'd:
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.
2 Through waves and clouds and storms,
He gently clears thy way:
Wait thou his time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
3 What though thou rulest not;
Yet heave'n, and earth, and hell,
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.
4 Thine everlasting truth,
Father, thy ceaseless love,
Sees all thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove.
5 And whatsoe'er thou will'st,
Thou dost, O King of kings;
What thine unerring wisdom chose,
thy pow'r to being brings.
6 Thou seest our weakness, Lord;
Our hearts are known to thee.
O lift thou up the sinking head,
Confirm the feeble knee.
7 Let us in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare;
And publish with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care. Languages: English
Give to the winds thy fears
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #83 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Not from relentless fate's dark womb,
Or from the dust, our troubles come.
No fickle chance presides o'er grief,
To cause the pain, or send relief.
2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints!
The cause and cure of your complaints.
Know, 'tis your heav'nly Father's will:
Bid ev'ry murmur then be still.
3 He sees, we need the painful yoke;
Yet love directs his heaviest stroke.
He takes no pleasure in our smart,
But wounds to heal and cheer the heart.
4 Blest trials those that cleanse from sin,
And make the soul all pure within,
Wean the fond mind from earthly toys,
To seek and taste celestial joys! Languages: English
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
Sure there's a righteous God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #85 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Sure there’s a righteous God,
Nor is religion vain;
Though men of vice may boast aloud,
And men of grace complain.
2 I saw the wicked rise,
And felt my heart repine,
While haughty fools, with scornful eyes,
In robes of honour shine.
3 Their impious tongues blaspheme
The everlasting God;
Their malice blasts the good man’s name,
And spreads their lies abroad.
4 The tumults of my thought
Held me in deep suspense,
Till to thy house my feet were brought,
To learn thy justice thence.
5 Thy Word with light and pow'r
Did my mistakes amend;
I view'd the sinner’s life before,
But here I learnt their end.
6 Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My thoughts no more repine.
I call my God my portion now,
And all my pow'rs are thine. Languages: English
Sure there's a righteous God
Let others boast how strong they be
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #86 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Let others boast how strong they be,
Nor death nor danger fear;
While we'll confess, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay:
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.
3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone;
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 'tis our God supports our frame,
The God that formed us first,
Salvation to th' almighty name
That rear'd us from the dust!
5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore.
His spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no more.
Languages: English
Let others boast how strong they be
Upward I lift mine eyes
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #87 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Upward I lift mine eyes,
From God is all my aid;
The God who built the skies,
And earth's foundation laid.
God is the tow'r
To which I fly:
His grace is nigh
In ev'ry hour.
2 My feet shall never slide
Or fall in fatal snares;
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears.
Those wakeful eyes
That never sleep
His children keep
When dangers rise.
3 No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of ev'ning air,
Shall take my health away,
If God be with me there.
Thou art my sun,
And thou my Shade,
To guard my head
By night or noon.
4 Hast Thou not giv'n thy word
To save my soul from death?
And I can trust my Lord
To keep my mortal breath.
I'll go and come,
Nor fear to die,
Till from on high
Thou call me home. Languages: English
Upward I lift mine eyes
They that have made their refuge God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #88 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 They that hath made their refuge God
Shall find a most secure abode;
Shall walk all day beneath his shade,
And there at night shall rest their head.
2 If burning beams of noon conspire
To dart a pestilential fire,
God is their life; his wings are spread,
To shield them 'midst ten thousand dead.
3 If vapors with malignant breath
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death,
Still they are safe; the poison'd air
Again grows pure, if God be there.
4 But if the fire, or plague, or sword,
Receive commission from the Lord
To strike his saints among the rest,
Their very pains and deaths are blest.
5 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfill their best desire;
From sins and sorrows set them free,
And bring thy children, Lord! to thee.
Languages: English
They that have made their refuge God
And art thou with us, gracious Lord
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #89 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 And art Thou with us, gracious Lord,
To dissipate our fear?
Dost Thou proclaim Thyself our God,
Our God for ever near?
2 Doth thy right hand, which form'd the earth,
And bears up all the skies,
Stretch from on high its friendly aid,
When dangers round us rise?
3 And wilt thou lead our weary souls
To that delightful scene,
Where rivers of salvation flow
Through pastures ever green?
4 On thy support our souls shall lean,
And banish ev'ry care;
The gloomy vale of death will smile,
If God be with us there.
5 While we his gracious succour prove,
'Midst all our various ways
The darkest shades, thro' which we pass,
Shall echo with his praise. Languages: English
And art thou with us, gracious Lord
The Lord my pasture shall prepare
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #90 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare
And feed me with a shepherd’s care;
His presence shall my wants supply
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious lonely wilds I stray;
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile;
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crowned,
And streams shall murmur all around.
4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid
And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Languages: English
The Lord my pasture shall prepare
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