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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

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.) #48b (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #48b (1790) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

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.) #53b (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #53b (1787) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Pleading with GOD under Desertion; or, Hope in Darkness

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #22a (1740) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: How long, O Lord! shall I complain Lyrics: 1 How long, O Lord! shall I complain, Like one that seeks his GOD in vain. Canst thou thy Face for ever hide? And I still pray and be deny'd? 2 Shall I for ever be forgot, As one whom thou regardest not? Still shall my Soul thine Absence mourn? And still despair of thy Return? 3 How long shall my poor troubled Breast Be with these anxious Thoughts opprest, And Satan, my malicious Foe, Rejoice to see me sunk so low? 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick Relief, Before my Death conclude my Grief; If thou with-hold thy heav'nly Light, I sleep in everlasting Night. 5 How will the Pow'rs of Darkness boast, If but one praying Soul be lost? But I have trusted in thy Grace, And shall again behold thy Face. 6 Whate'er my Foes or Fears suggest, Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest, My Heart shall feel thy Love, and raise My chearful Voice to Songs of Praise. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #48b (1740) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Mine Eyes and my Desire Lyrics: 1 Mine Eyes and my Desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his Promises, And rest upon his Word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my Soul, Bring thy Salvation near; When will thy Hand release my Feet Out of the deadly Snare? 3 When shall the Sov'reign Grace Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dang'rous Ways My wand'ring Feet have trod! 4 The Tumult of my Thoughts Doth but enlarge my Woe; My Spirit languishes, my Heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every Morning Light My Sorrow new begins; Look on my Anguish and my Pain, And pardon all my Sins. Pause. 6 Behold the Hosts of Hell, How cruel is their Hate? Against my Life they rise, and join Their Fury with Deceit. 7 O keep my Soul from Death, Nor put my Hope to Shame; For I have plac'd my only Trust In my Redeemer's Name. 8 With humble Faith I wait To see thy Face again; Of Isr'el it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Complaint under the Temptation of Death

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.) #23 (1786) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor labouring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my son, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring; I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Complaint under the Temptation of Death

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #23 (1790) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor labouring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my Son, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring; I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Complaint under the Temptation of Death

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.) #27 (1786) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor labouring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring; I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Complaint under the Temptation of Death

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #27 (1787) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor labouring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my Son, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring; I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

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.) #47 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #47 (1790) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

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.) #48a (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #48a (1790) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

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.) #52 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #52 (1787) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

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.) #53a (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #53a (1787) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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Psalm 25 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.58 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Desertion and distress of soul; Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion First Line: I Lift my soul to God Lyrics: I Lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name: Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. Sin, and the powers of hell, Persuade me to despair: Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may 'scape the snare. From the first dawning light Till the dark ev'ning rise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait With ever-longing eyes. Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. For his own goodness' sake He saves my soul from shame: He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer's name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Psalm 25 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.59 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Desertion and distress of soul; Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: Where shall the man be found That fears t' offend his God? That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his cov'nant show, And all his love impart. The dealings of his hand Are truth and mercy still, With such as to his cov'nant stand, And love to do his will. Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face; Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:12 Languages: English
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Psalm 25 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.60 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Desertion and distress of soul; Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion First Line: Mine eyes and my desire Lyrics: Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promises, And rest upon his word. Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare? When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wand'ring feet have trod? The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. With ev'ry morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. O keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. With humble faith I wait To see thy face again: Of Isr'el it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Our souls shall magnify the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #218 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Desertion and distress of soul; Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion Lyrics: Our souls shall magnify the Lord, In God the Savior we rejoice: While we repeat the Virgin's song, May the same Spirit tune our voice! [The Highest saw her low estate, And mighty things his hand hath done: His overshadowing power and grace Makes her the mother of his Son. Let ev'ry nation call her blest, And endless years prolong her fame; But God alone must be ador'd: Holy and reverend is his name.] To those that fear and trust the Lord, His mercy stands for ever sure: From age to age his promise lives, And the performance is secure. He spake to Abram and his seed, In thee shall all the earth be blessed;" The memory of that ancient word Lay long in his eternal breast. But now no more shall Isr'el wait, No more the Gentiles lie forlorn: Lo, the desire of nations comes; Behold, the promised seed is born! Scripture: Luke 1:46 Languages: English
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Let mortal tongues attempt to sing

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #504 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Desertion and distress of soul; Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion Lyrics: Let mortal tongues attempt to sing The wars of heav'n, when Michael stood Chief general of th' Eternal King, And fought the battles of our God. Against the dragon and his host The armies of the Lord prevail: In vain they rage, in vain they boast, Their courage sinks, their weapons fail. Down to the earth was Satan thrown, Down to the earth his legions fell; Then was the trump of triumph blown, And shook the dreadful deeps of hell. Now is the hour of darkness past, Christ has assum'd his reigning power; Behold the great accuser cast Down from the skies to rise no more. 'Twas by thy blood, immortal Lamb, Thine armies trod the tempter down; 'Twas by thy word and powerful name They gain'd the battle and renown. Rejoice, ye heav'ns; let every star Shine with new glories round the sky; Saints, while ye sing the heav'nly war, Raise your Deliv'rer's name on high. Scripture: Revelation 12:7 Languages: English
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In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #505 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Desertion and distress of soul; Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion Lyrics: In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone Lies, a fair type of Babylon: "Prophets, rejoice, and all ye saints, God shall avenge your long complaints." He said, and dreadful as he stood, He sunk the millstone in the flood: "Thus terribly shall Babel fall, Thus, and no more be found at all." Scripture: Revelation 18:20-21 Languages: English
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Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

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.) #96 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain For sin could e'er attone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English
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Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #96 (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain For sin could e'er atone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A Humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English
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Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

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.) #103 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er attone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English
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Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #103 (1787) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: O God of mercy, hear my call Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, hear my call, My loads of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain For sin could e'er atone; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise; A humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. Scripture: Psalm 51:14-17 Languages: English
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Psalm 13

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.25 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Complaint desertion; Desertion and distress of soul First Line: How long, O Lord, shall I complain Lyrics: How long, O Lord, shall I complain, Like one that seeks his God in vain? Canst thou thy face for ever hide, And I still pray, and be denied? Shall I for ever be forgot, As one whom thou regardest not Still shall my soul thine absence mourn, And still despair of thy return? How long shall my poor troubled breast Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed? And Satan, my malicious foe, Rejoice to see me sunk so low? Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Before my death conclude my grief: If thou withhold thy heav'nly light, I sleep in everlasting night. How will the powers of darkness boast, If but one praying soul be lost! But I have trusted in thy grace, And shall again behold thy face. Whate'er my fears or foes suggest, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; My heart shall feel thy love, and raise My cheerful voice to songs of praise. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Psalm 13

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.26 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Complaint desertion; Desertion and distress of soul First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chase my fears away? How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed In death's eternal sleep. How would the tempter boast aloud If I become his prey! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud At thy so long delay. But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Where all my hopes have hung; I shall employ my lips in praise, And victory shall be sung. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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How long, O Lord! shall I complain

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P13a (1766) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul Lyrics: 1 How long, O Lord! shall I complain, Like one that seeks his GOD in vain. Canst thou thy Face for ever hide? And I still pray and be deny'd? 2 Shall I for ever be forgot, As one whom thou regardest not? Still shall my Soul thine Absence mourn? And still despair of thy Return? 3 How long shall my poor troubled Breast Be with these anxious Thoughts opprest, And Satan, my malicious Foe, Rejoice to see me sunk so low? 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick Relief, Before my Death conclude my Grief; If thou with-hold thy heav'nly Light, I sleep in everlasting Night. 5 How will the Pow'rs of Darkness boast, If but one praying Soul be lost? But I have trusted in thy Grace, And shall again behold thy Face. 6 Whate'er my Foes or Fears suggest, Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest, My Heart shall feel thy Love, and raise My chearful Voice to Songs of Praise. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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How long wilt thou conceal thy Face?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P13b (1766) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly Rays That chace my Fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring Soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy Word can all my Foes controul, And ease my raging Pain. 3 See how the Prince of Darkness tries All his malicious Arts He spreads a Mist around my Eyes, And throws his fiery Darts. 4 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield, My Soul in Safety keep; Make Haste before mine Eyes are seal'd In Death's eternal Sleep. 5 How would the Tempter boast aloud If I become his Prey! Behold the Sons of Hell grow proud At thy so long Delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy Rebuke, And Satan hide his Head; He knows the Terrors of thy Look, And hears thy Voice with Dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign Grace, Where all my Hopes have hung; I shall employ my Lips in Praise, And Vict'ry shall be sung. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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Complaints under Temptations of the Devil

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #22b (1740) Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly Rays That chace my Fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring Soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy Word can all my Foes controul, And ease my raging Pain. 3 See how the Prince of Darkness tries All his malicious Arts He spreads a Mist around my Eyes, And throws his fiery Darts. 4 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield, My Soul in Safety keep; Make Haste, before mine Eyes are seal'd In Death's eternal Sleep. 5 How would the Tempter boast aloud If I become his Prey! Behold the Sons of Hell grow proud At thy so long Delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy Rebuke, And Satan hide his Head; He knows the Terrors of thy Look, And hears thy Voice with Dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign Grace, Where all my Hopes have hung; I shall employ my Lips in Praise, And Vict'ry shall be sung. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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I lift my Soul to GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P25a (1766) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul Lyrics: 1 I lift my Soul to GOD, My Trust is in his Name; Let not my Foes that seek my Blood, Still triumph in my Shame. 2 Sin, and the Pow'rs of Hell, Persuade me to despair: Lord, make me know thy Cov'nant well, That I may 'scape the Snare. 3 From the first dawning Light Till the dark Ev'ning rise, For thy Salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing Eyes. 4 Remember all thy Grace, And lead me in thy Truth; Forgive the Sins of riper Days, And Follies of my Youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The Meek shall learn his Ways, And every humble Sinner find The Methods of his Grace. 6 For his own Goodness Sake, He saves my Soul from Shame, He pardons (tho' my Guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer's Name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Where shall the Man be found

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P25b (1766) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul Lyrics: 1 Where shall the Man be found That fears t' offend his GOD, That loves the Gospel's joyful Sound, And trembles at the Rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The Secrets of his Heart, The Wonders of his Cov'nant show, And all his Love impart. 3 The Dealings of his Hand Are Truth and Mercy still, With such as to his Cov'nant stand, And love to do his Will. 4 Their Souls shall dwell at Ease Before their Maker's Face, Their Seed shall taste the Promises In their extensive Grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10-14 Languages: English
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Mine Eyes and my Desire

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P25c (1766) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul Lyrics: 1 Mine Eyes and my Desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his Promises, And rest upon his Word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my Soul, Bring thy Salvation near; When will thy Hand release my Feet Out of the deadly Snare? 3 When shall the Sov'reign Grace Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dang'rous Ways My wand'ring Feet have trod! 4 The Tumult of my Thoughts Doth but enlarge my Woe; My Spirit languishes, my Heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every Morning Light My Sorrow new begins; Look on my Anguish and my Pain, And pardon all my Sins. Pause. 6 Behold the Hosts of Hell, How cruel is their Hate? Against my Life they rise, and join Their Fury with Deceit. 7 O keep my Soul from Death, Nor put my Hope to Shame; For I have plac'd my only Trust In my Redeemer's Name. 8 With humble Faith I wait To see thy Face again; Of Isr'el it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #47 (1740) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: I lift my Soul to GOD Lyrics: 1 I lift my Soul to GOD, My Trust is in his Name: Let not my Foes that seek my Blood Still triumph in my Shame. 2 Sin, and the Pow'rs of Hell, Persuade me to despair: Lord, make me know thy Cov'nant well, That I may 'scape the Snare. 3 From the first dawning Light Till the dark Ev'ning rise, For thy Salvation, Lord, I wait With ever-longing Eyes. 4 Remember all thy Grace, And lead me in thy Truth; Forgive the Sins of riper Days, And Follies of my Youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The Meek shall learn his Ways, And every humble Sinner find The Methods of his Grace. 6 For his own Goodness Sake, He saves my Soul from Shame, He pardons (tho' my Guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer's Name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #48a (1740) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Where shall the Man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the Man be found That fears t' offend his GOD, That loves the Gospel's joyful Sound, And trembles at the Rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The Secrets of his Heart, The Wonders of his Cov'nant show, And all his Love impart. 3 The Dealings of his Hand Are Truth and Mercy still, With such as to his Cov'nant stand, And love to do his Will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at Ease Before their Maker's Face; Their Seed shall taste the Promises In their extensive Grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10-14 Languages: English
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Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health

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.) #69 (1786) Topics: Desertion and Distress of Soul; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my Father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my powers are whole; My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And every sigh and every groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh; O Lord of my salvation haste, Before thy servant die. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #69 (1790) Topics: Desertion and Distress of Soul; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love; Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’ atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my powers are whole; My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And every sigh and every groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh; O Lord of my salvation haste, Before thy servant die. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health

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.) #74b (1786) Topics: Desertion and Distress of Soul; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my Father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my powers are whole; My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And every sigh and every groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh; O Lord of my salvation haste, Before thy servant die. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #74b (1787) Topics: Desertion and Distress of Soul; Desertion and Distress of Soul First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my powers are whole; My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And every sigh and every groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh; O Lord of my salvation haste, Before thy servant die. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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A Penitent pleading for Pardon

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.) #93 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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A Penitent pleading for Pardon

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #93 (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed

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.) #94a (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

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.) #94b (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: O thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me, that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #94a (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we'er defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hysop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #94b (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: O thou that hear'st when sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin; Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me, that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

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.) #95 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; Oh make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a-new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #95 (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a-new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

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