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God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
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.) #14 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
My hope in thee, my God"
Rise, and my helpless life defend,
From those that seek my blood.
2 With insolence and fury they
My soul to pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.
3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honour low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.
5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,
Their pride and power controul;
Awake to judgement, and command
Deliverance for my soul.
Pause.
6 Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright:
His sharpest arrows he ordains
Against the sons of spite.
8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread,
A snare before my way;
Their mischiefs on their impious head,
His vengeance shall repay.
9 That cruel persecuting race
Must feel his dreadful sword:
Awake my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #14 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
My hope in thee, my God:
Rise, and my helpless life defend,
From those that seek my blood.
2 With insolence and fury they
My soul to pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.
3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honour low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.
5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,
Their pride and power controul?
Awake to judgement, and command
Deliverance for my soul.
Pause.
6 Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust:
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright:
His sharpest arrows he ordains
Against the sons of spite.
8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread,
A snare before my way;
Their mischiefs on their impious head,
His vengeance shall repay.
9 That cruel persecuting race
Must feel his dreadful sword:
Awake my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
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.) #17b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
My hope in thee, my God;
Rise, and my helpless life defend,
From those that seek my blood.
2 With insolence and fury they
My soul to pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.
3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honour low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.
5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,
Their pride and power controul;
Awake to judgement, and command
Deliverance for my soul.
Pause.
6 Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright:
His sharpest arrows he ordains
Against the sons of spite.
8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread,
A snare before my way;
Their mischiefs on their impious head,
His vengeance shall repay.
9 That cruel persecuting race
Must feel his dreadful sword:
Awake my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #17b (1787) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
My hope in thee, my God;
Rise, and my helpless life defend,
From those that seek my blood.
2 With insolence and fury they
My soul to pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.
3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honour low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.
5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,
Their pride and power controul;
Awake to judgement, and command
Deliverance for my soul.
Pause.
6 Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright:
His sharpest arrows he ordains
Against the sons of spite.
8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread,
A snare before my way;
Their mischiefs on their impious head,
His vengeance shall repay.
9 That cruel persecuting race
Must feel his dreadful sword:
Awake my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors
GOD's Care of his People, and Punishment of Persecutors
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #12 (1740) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Persecutors punished First Line: My Trust is in my heav'nly Friend Lyrics: 1 My Trust is in my heav'nly Friend,
My Hope in Thee, my GOD;
Rise, and my helpless Life defend
From those that seek my Blood.
2 With Insolence and Fury they
My Soul in Pieces tear,
As hungry Lions rend the Prey,
When no Deliverer's near.
3 If I had e'er provok'd them first,
Or once abus'd my Foe,
Then let him tread my Life to Dust,
And lay mine Honour low.
4 If there be Malice found in me,
I know thy piercing Eyes;
I should not dare appeal to Thee,
Nor ask my GOD to rise.
5 Arise, my GOD, lift up thy Hand,
Their Pride and Pow'r controul;
Awake to Judgment, and command
Deliv'rance for my Soul.
Pause.
6 [Let Sinners, and their wicked Rage
Be humbled to the Dust;
Shall not the GOD of truth engage
To vindicate the Just?
7 He knows the Heart, he tries the Reins,
He will defend th' Upright
His sharpest Arrows he ordains
Against the Sons of Spite.
8 For me their Malice digg'd a Pit,
But there themselves are cast;
My GOD makes all their Mischiefs light
On their own Heads at last.]
9 That cruel, persecuting Race
Must feel his dreadful Sword:
Awake my Soul, and praise the Grace
And Justice of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
GOD's Care of his People, and Punishment of Persecutors
The Folly of Persecutors
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.) #25a (1786) Topics: Persecutors their folly; Persecutors their folly First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
2 Great God, appear to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name;
Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.
3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride,
That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God, confound their pride.
4 Oh that the joyful day were come,
To finish our distress!
When God shall bring his children home,
Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
The Folly of Persecutors
The Folly of Persecutors
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #25a (1790) Topics: Persecutors their folly; Persecutors their folly First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
2 Great God, appear to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name;
Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.
3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride,
That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God, confound their pride.
4 Oh that the joyful day were come,
To finish our distress!
When God shall bring his children home,
Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
The Folly of Persecutors
The Folly of Persecutors
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.) #29a (1786) Topics: Persecutors their folly; Persecutors their folly First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
2 Great God, appear to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name;
Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.
3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride,
That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God, confound their pride.
4 Oh that the joyful day were come,
To finish our distress!
When God shall bring his children home,
Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
The Folly of Persecutors
The Folly of Persecutors
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #29a (1787) Topics: Persecutors their folly; Persecutors their folly First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
2 Great God, appear to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name;
Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.
3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride,
That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God, confound their pride.
4 Oh that the joyful day were come,
To finish our distress!
When God shall bring his children home,
Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
The Folly of Persecutors
A Complaint against Persecutors
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.) #143 (1786) Topics: Persecutors complained of; Persecutors complained of First Line: And will the God of grace Lyrics: 1 And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
2 Behold what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread:
The men that hate thy saints and thee,
Lift up their threatening head.
3 Against thy hidden ones,
Their counsels they employ,
And malice with her watchful eye
Pursues them to destroy.
4 "Come, let us join, they cry,
"To root them from the ground,
"Till not the name of saints remain,
"Nor memory shall be found."
5 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.
6 Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.
7 Then shall the nations know
Thy glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
A Complaint against Persecutors
A Complaint against Persecutors
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #143 (1790) Topics: Persecutors complained of; Persecutors complained of First Line: And will the God of grace Lyrics: 1 And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep;
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
2 Behold what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread;
The men that hate thy saints and thee,
Lift up their threatening head.
3 Against thy hidden ones,
Their counsels they employ,
And malice with her watchful eye
Pursues them to destroy.
4 "Come, let us join, they cry,
"To root them from the ground,
"Till not the name of saints remain,
"Nor memory shall be found,"
5 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind:
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stuble to the wind.
6 Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.
7 Then shall the nations know
Thy glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
A Complaint against Persecutors
A Complaint against Persecutors
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.) #152b (1786) Topics: Persecutors complained of; Persecutors complained of First Line: And will the God of grace Lyrics: 1 And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
2 Behold what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread:
The men that hate thy saints and thee,
Lift up their threatening head.
3 Against thy hidden ones,
Their counsels they employ,
And malice with her watchful eye
Pursues them to destroy.
4 "Come, let us join, they cry,
"To root them from the ground,
"Till not the name of saints remain,
"Nor memory shall be found."
5 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.
6 Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.
7 Then shall the nations know
Thy glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
A Complaint against Persecutors
A Complaint against Persecutors
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #152b (1787) Topics: Persecutors complained of; Persecutors complained of First Line: And will the God of grace Lyrics: 1 And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
2 Behold what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread:
The men that hate thy saints and thee,
Lift up their threatening head.
3 Against thy hidden ones,
Their counsels they employ,
And malice with her watchful eye
Pursues them to destroy.
4 "Come, let us join, they cry,
"To root them from the ground,
"Till not the name of saints remain,
"Nor memory shall be found."
5 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.
6 Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.
7 Then shall the nations know
Thy glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
A Complaint against Persecutors
The Folly of Persecutors
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #24a (1740) Topics: Persecutors their folly First Line: Are Sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are Sinners now so senseless grown
That they the Saints devour?
And never worship at thy Throne,
Nor fear thine awful Power?
2 Great GOD. appear to their Surprize;
Reveal thy dreadful Name;
Let them no more thy Wrath despise,
Nor turn our Hope to Shame.
3 Dost thou not dwell among the Just,
And yet our Foes deride,
That we should make thy Name our Trust;
Great GOD, confound their Pride.
4 O that the joyful Day were come
To finish our Distress!
When GOD shall bring his Children home,
Our Songs shall never cease.
Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
The Folly of Persecutors
A Complaint against Persecutors
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #145 (1740) Topics: Persecutors complained of First Line: And will the GOD of Grace Lyrics: 1 And will the GOD of Grace
Perpetual Silence keep;
The GOD of Justice hold his Peace,
And let his Vengeance sleep?
2 Behold, what cursed Snares
The Men of Mischief spread:
The Men that hate thy Saints and Thee
Lift up their threat'ning Head.
3 Against thy hidden Ones
Their Counsels they employ,
And Malice, with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.
4 The Noble and the Base
Into thy Pastures leap;
The Lion and the stupid ass
Conspire to vex thy Sheep.
5 "Come, let us join, they cry,
"To root them from the Ground,
"Till not the Name of Saints remain,
"Nor mem'ry shall be found."
6 Awake, Almighty GOD,
And call thy Wrath to Mind;
Give them like Forests to the Fire,
Or Stubble to the Wind.
7 Convince their Madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy Name;
Or else their stubborn Rage confound,
That they may die in Shame.
8 Then shall the Nations know
That glorious dreadful Word,
JEHOVAH is thy Name alone,
And thou the Sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
A Complaint against Persecutors
Persecutors punished
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #241b (1740) Topics: Persecutors punished First Line: Up from my Youth, may Isr'el say Lyrics: 1 Up from my Youth, may Isr'el say,
Have I been nurs'd in Tears;
My Griefs were constant as the Day,
And tedious as the Years.
2 Up from my Youth I bore the Rage
Of all the Sons of Strife;
Oft they assail'd my riper Age,
But not destroy'd my Life.
3 Their cruel Plow had torn my Flesh
With Furrows long and deep;
Hourly they vex'd my Wounds afresh,
Nor let my Sorrows sleep.
4 The Lord grew angry on his Throne,
And, with impartial Eye,
Measur'd the Mischiefs they had done,
Then let his Arrows fly.
5 How was their Insolence surpris'd
To hear his Thunders roll!
And all the Foes of Sion seiz'd
With Horror to the Soul.
6 Thus shall the Men that hate the Saints
Be blasted from the Sky;
Their Glory fades, their Courage faints
And all their Projects die.
7 [What though they flourish tall and fair,
They have no Root beneath;
Their Growth shall perish in Despair,
And lie despis'd in Death.]
9 [So corn that on the House-top stands
No Hope of Harvest gives;
The Reaper ne'er shall fill his Hands,
Nor Binder fold the Sheaves.
9 It springs and withers on the Place;
No Traveller bestows
A word of Blessing on the Grass,
Nor minds it as he goes.] Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English
Persecutors punished
Holy Resolutions
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.) #220 (1786) Topics: Persecutors punished; Persecutors punished First Line: Oh that my statutes every hour Lyrics: 1 Oh that thy statutes every hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quickening power
And daily peace I find.
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.
3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large!
4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name;
I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.
5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right,
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delight.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill;
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will. Scripture: Psalm 119:115 Languages: English
Holy Resolutions
Holy Resolutions
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #220 (1790) Topics: Persecutors punished; Persecutors punished First Line: Oh that my statutes every hour Lyrics: 1 Oh that thy statutes every hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quickening power
And daily peace I find.
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.
3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large!
4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name;
I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.
5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right;
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my deligt.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill:
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will. Scripture: Psalm 119:115 Languages: English
Holy Resolutions
Holy Resolutions
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.) #234 (1786) Topics: Persecutors punished; Persecutors punished First Line: Oh that my statutes every hour Lyrics: 1 Oh that thy statutes every hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quickening power
And daily peace I find.
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.
3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large!
4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name;
I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.
5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right,
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delight.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill;
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will. Scripture: Psalm 119:115 Languages: English
Holy Resolutions
Holy Resolutions
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #234 (1787) Topics: Persecutors punished; Persecutors punished First Line: Oh that my statutes every hour Lyrics: 1 Oh that thy statutes every hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quickening power
And daily peace I find.
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.
3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large!
4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name;
I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.
5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right,
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delight.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill;
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will. Scripture: Psalm 119:115 Languages: English
Holy Resolutions
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