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Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
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.) #75b (1786) Topics: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When I have found my God was kind.
2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise
Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
Thy rising waves drown all my joys,
And roll tremendous o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I address his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove;
The night shall hear me sing and pray.
4 I'll cast myself before his feet,
And say, "my God, my heavenly rock,
"Why doth thy love so long forget
"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"
5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low,
Why should my soul indulge her grief;
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too;
He is my rest, my sure relief.
6 My God, my most exceeding joy,
Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English
Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #75b (1790) Topics: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When I have found my God was kind.
2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise
Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
Thy rising waves drown all my joys,
And roll tremendous o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I address his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove;
The night shall hear me sing and pray.
4 I'll cast myself before his feet,
And say, "my God, my heavenly rock,
"Why doth thy love so long forget
"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"
5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low,
Why should my soul indulge her grief;
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too;
He is my rest, my sure relief.
6 My God, my most exceeding joy,
Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English
Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
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.) #81b (1786) Topics: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When I have found my God was kind.
2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise
Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
Thy rising waves drown all my joys,
And roll tremendous o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I address his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove;
The night shall hear me sing and pray.
4 I'll cast myself before his feet,
And say, "my God, my heavenly rock,
"Why doth thy love so long forget
"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"
5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low,
Why should my soul indulge her grief;
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too;
He is my rest, my sure relief.
6 My God, my most exceeding joy,
Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English
Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #81b (1787) Topics: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When I have found my God was kind.
2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise
Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
Thy rising waves drown all my joys,
And roll tremendous o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I address his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove;
The night shall hear me sing and pray.
4 I'll cast myself before his feet,
And say, "my God, my heavenly rock,
"Why doth thy love so long forget
"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"
5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low,
Why should my soul indulge her grief;
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too;
He is my rest, my sure relief.
6 My God, my most exceeding joy,
Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English
Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
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.) #134 (1786) Topics: Melancholy and hope; Melancholy and hope First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice,
I sought his gracious ear,
In the sad hour, when trouble rose,
And fill'd my heart with fear.
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My soul refus'd relief;
I thought on God, the just and wise,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd and still opprest,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbade me rest,
And kept mine eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming sorrows grew,
'Till I could speak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o’er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times
When I beheld thy face;
My spirit search'd for secret crimes
That might with-hold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind;
His face appear no more?
7 Will he forever cast me off?
His promise ever fail?
Has he forgot his tender love?
Shall anger still prevail?
8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark, despairing frame:
Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought;
Thy hand is still the same.
9 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.
10 Grace dwelt 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
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #134 (1790) Topics: Melancholy and hope; Melancholy and hope First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice,
I sought his gracious ear,
In the sad hour, when trouble rose,
And fill'd my heart with fear.
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My soul refus'd relief;
I thought on God, the just and wise,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd and still opprest,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbade me rest,
And kept mine eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming sorrows grew,
'Till I could speak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o’er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times
When I beheld thy face;
My spirit search'd for secret crimes
That might with-hold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind;
His face appear no more?
7 Will he forever cast me off?
His promise ever fail?
Has he forgot his tender love?
Shall anger still prevail?
8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark, despairing frame:
Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought;
Thy hand is still the same.
9 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.
10 Grace dwelt 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
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
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.) #143 (1786) Topics: Melancholy and hope; Melancholy and hope First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice,
I sought his gracious ear,
In the sad hour, when trouble rose,
And fill'd my heart with fear.
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My soul refus'd relief;
I thought on God, the just and wise,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd and still opprest,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbade me rest,
And kept mine eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming sorrows grew,
'Till I could speak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o’er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times
When I beheld thy face;
My spirit search'd for secret crimes
That might with-hold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind;
His face appear no more?
7 Will he forever cast me off?
His promise ever fail?
Has he forgot his tender love?
Shall anger still prevail?
8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark, despairing frame,
Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought;
Thy hand is still the same.
9 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.
10 Grace dwelt 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
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #143 (1787) Topics: Melancholy and hope; Melancholy and hope First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice,
I sought his gracious ear,
In the sad hour, when trouble rose,
And fill'd my heart with fear.
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My soul refus'd relief;
I thought on God, the just and wise,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd and still opprest,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbade me rest,
And kept mine eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming sorrows grew,
'Till I could speak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o’er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times
When I beheld thy face;
My spirit search'd for secret crimes
That might with-hold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind;
His face appear no more?
7 Will he forever cast me off?
His promise ever fail?
Has he forgot his tender love?
Shall anger still prevail?
8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark, despairing frame,
Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought;
Thy hand is still the same.
9 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.
10 Grace dwelt 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
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy remeoved
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.) #230a (1786) Topics: Melancholy removed; Melancholy removed First Line: When God reveal'd his gracious name Lyrics: 1 When God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 "Great is the work, my neighbours cry'd,
And own'd the power divine;
"Great is the work, my heart reply'd,
"And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
6 Though seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace insures the crop. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy remeoved
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy removed
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #230a (1790) Topics: Melancholy removed; Melancholy removed First Line: When God reveal'd his gracious name Lyrics: 1 When God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 "Great is the work, my neighbours cry'd,
And own'd the power divine;
"Great is the work, my heart reply'd,
"And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
6 Though seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace Insures the crop. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy removed
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy remeoved
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.) #245a (1786) Topics: Melancholy removed; Melancholy removed First Line: When God reveal'd his gracious name Lyrics: 1 When God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 "Great is the work, my neighbours cry'd,
And own'd the power divine;
"Great is the work, my heart reply'd,
"And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
6 Though seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace insures the crop. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy remeoved
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy remeoved
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #245a (1787) Topics: Melancholy removed; Melancholy removed First Line: When God reveal'd his gracious name Lyrics: 1 When God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 "Great is the work, my neighbours cry'd,
And own'd the power divine;
"Great is the work, my heart reply'd,
"And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
6 Though seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace insures the crop. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English
The Joy of a remarkable Conversion; or, Melancholy remeoved
Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Afflictons
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #77 (1740) Topics: Melancholy reproved First Line: My Spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My Spirits sink within me, Lord,
But I will call thy Name to mind;
And Times of past Distress record,
When I have found my GOD was kind.
2 Huge Troubles, with tumultuous Noise,
Swell like a Sea, and round me spread;
Thy Water-spouts drown all my Joys,
And rising Waves roll o'er my Head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his Love,
When I address his Throne by Day,
Nor in the Night his grace remove;
The Night shall hear me sing and pray.
4 I'll cast myself before his Feet,
And say, "My GOD, my heav'nly Rock,
"Why doth thy Love so long forget
"The Soul that groans beneath thy Stroke?"
5 I'll chide my Heart that sinks so low,
Why should my Soul indulge her Grief?
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too;
He is my Rest, my sure Relief.
6 Thy Light and Truth shall guide me still,
Thy Word shall my best Thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heav'nly Hill,
My GOD, my most exceeding Joy. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English
Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Afflictons
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #136 (1740) Topics: Melancholy and hope First Line: To GOD I cry'd with mournful Voice Lyrics: 1 To GOD I cry'd with mournful Voice,
I sought his gracious Ear,
In the sad Day, when Troubles rose,
And filled the Night with Fear.
2 Sad were my Days, and dark my Nights,
My Soul refus'd Relief;
I thought on GOD the Just and Wise,
But Thoughts increas'd my Grief.
3 Still I complain'd, and still opprest,
My Heart began to break;
My GOD, thy Wrath forbad my Rest,
And kept my Eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming Sorrows grew,
Till I could speak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy Judgments o'er.
5 I call'd back Years and ancient Times
When I beheld thy Face;
My Spirit search'd for secret Crimes
That might with-hold thy Grace.
6 I call'd thy Mercies to my Mind
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind?
His Face appear no more?
7 Will he for ever cast me off?
His Promise ever fail?
Has he forgot his tender Love?
Shall Anger still prevail?
8 But I forbid this hopeless Thought;
This dark despairing Frame,
Rememb'ring what thy Hand hath wrought;
Thy Hand is still the same.
9 I'll think again of all thy Ways,
And talk thy Wonders o'er;
Thy Wonders of recov'ring Grace,
When Flesh could hope no more.
10 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
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing
The Joy of a remarkable Convesion;, or, Melancholy removed
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #239 (1740) Topics: Melancholy removed First Line: When GOD reveal'd his gracious Name Lyrics: 1 When GOD reveal'd his gracious Name,
And chang'd my mournful State,
My Rapture seem'd a pleasing Dream,
The Grace appear'd so great.
2 The World beheld the glorious Change,
And did thy Hand confess;
My Tongue broke out in unknown Strains,
And sung surprising Grace.
3 Great is the Work, my Neighbours cry'd,
And own'd the Power divine;
Great is the Work, my Heart reply'd,
And be the Glory thine.
4 The Lord can clear the darkest Skies,
Can give us Day for Night;
Make Drops of sacred Sorrow rise
To Rivers of Delight.
5 Let those that sow in Sadness wait
Till the fair Harvest come,
They shall confess their Sheaves are great,
And shout the Blessings home.
6 Though Seed lie bury'd long in Dust;
It shan't deceive their Hope;
The precious Grain can ne'er be lost,
For Grace insures the Crop.
Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English
The Joy of a remarkable Convesion;, or, Melancholy removed
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: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved 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
Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #75a (1790) Topics: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved 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
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: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved 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
Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #81a (1787) Topics: Melancholy reproved; Melancholy reproved 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
Comfort derived from ancient Providence; or Israel delivered from Egypt, and brought to Canaan
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.) #136 (1786) Topics: Melancholy and hope; Melancholy and hope First Line: How awful is thy chastening rod! Lyrics: 1 "How awful is thy chast'ning rod!
"(May thy own children say)
"The great, the wise, the dreadful God!
"How holy is his way!
2 I'll meditate his works of old,
Who reigns in heaven above,
I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to trust his love.
3 He saw the house of Joseph lie
With Egypt's yoke opprest;
Long he delay'd to hear their cry,
Nor gave his people rest.
4 The sons of pious Jacob seem'd
Abandon'd to their foes;
But his Almighty arm redeem'd
The nation whom he chose.
5 From slavish chains he sets them free,
They follow where he calls;
He bade them venture through the sea,
And made the waves their walls.
6 The waters saw thee, mighty God,
The waters saw thee come;
Backward they fled, and frighted stood,
To make thine armies room.
7 Strange was thy journey through the sea,
Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown:
Terrors attend the wondrous way
That brings thy mercies down.
8 [Thy voice with terror in the sound
Through clouds and darkness broke;
All heaven in lightening shone around,
And earth with thunder shook.
9 Thine arrows through the skies were hurl'd,
How glorious is the Lord!
Surprise and trembling seiz'd the word,
And his own saints ador'd.
10 He gave them water from the rock;
And safe by Moses' hand,
Through a dry desert led his flock
To Canaan's promis'd land.] Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English
Comfort derived from ancient Providence; or Israel delivered from Egypt, and brought to Canaan
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