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Prayer and Faith of persecuted Saints; or, Imprecatins mixed with Charity
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #63 (1740) Topics: Persecuted Saints, their Prayer and Faith First Line: Now plead my Cause, Almighty God Lyrics: 1 Now plead my Cause, Almighty God,
With all the Sons of Strife;
And fight against the Men of Blood,
Who fight against my Life.
2 Draw out thy Spear and stop their Way,
Lift thine avenging Rod;
But to my Soul in Mercy say,
"I am thy Saviour God!"
3 They plant their Snares to catch my Feet,
And Nets of Mischief spread;
Plunge the Destroyers in the Pit
That their own Hands have made.
4 Let Fogs and Darkness hide their Way,
And slippery be their Ground;
Thy Wrath shall make their Lives a Prey,
And all their rage confound.
5 They fly like Chaff before the Wind,
Before thine angry Breath;
The Angel of the Lord behind
Pursues them down to death.
6 They love the Road that leads to Hell;
Then let the Rebels die,
Whose Malice is implacable
Against the Lord on high.
7 But if thou hast a chosen Few
Amongst that impious Race,
Divide them from the bloody Crew,
By thy surprizing Grace.
8 Then will I raise my tuneful Voice,
To make thy Wonders known;
In their Salvation I'll rejoice,
And bless thee for my own. Scripture: Psalm 35:1-9 Languages: English
Prayer and Faith of persecuted Saints; or, Imprecatins mixed with Charity
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
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.) #77 (1786) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told,
The wonder of their days.
2 They saw the beauteous churches rise,
The spreading gospel run;
While light and glory from the skies
Through all their temples shone.
3 In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng
Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.
4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame,
Confusion fills our face,
To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heaven,
Nor have our steps declin'd the road
Of duty thou hast given.
6 Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.
Pause.
7 We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy name;
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie,
And wait the kindling flame.
8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhor'd,
Or banish'd from thy face?
9 Wilt thou forever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
Forever hide thine heavenly love
From our afflicted eyes?
10 Down to the dust our soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their powers confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Saviour and our God;
We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #77 (1790) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told,
The wonder of their days.
2 They saw the beauteous churches rise,
The spreading gospel run;
While light and glory from the skies
Through all their temples shone.
3 In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng
Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.
4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame,
Confusion fills our face,
To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heaven,
Nor have our steps declin'd the road
Of duty thou hast given.
6 Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.
Pause.
7 We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy name;
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie,
And wait the kindling flame.
8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhor'd,
Or banish'd from thy face?
9 Wilt thou forever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
Forever hide thine heavenly love
From our afflicted eyes?
10 Down to the dust our soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their powers confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Saviour and our God;
We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
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.) #83 (1786) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told,
The wonder of their days.
2 They saw the beauteous churches rise,
The spreading gospel run;
While light and glory from the skies
Through all their temples shone.
3 In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng
Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.
4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame,
Confusion fills our face,
To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heaven,
Nor have our steps declin'd the road
Of duty thou hast given.
6 Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.
Pause.
7 We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy name;
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie,
And wait the kindling flame.
8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhor'd,
Or banish'd from thy face?
9 Wilt thou forever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
Forever hide thine heavenly love
From our afflicted eyes?
10 Down to the dust our soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their powers confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Saviour and our God;
We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #83 (1787) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told,
The wonder of their days.
2 They saw the beauteous churches rise,
The spreading gospel run;
While light and glory from the skies
Through all their temples shone.
3 In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng
Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.
4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame,
Confusion fills our face,
To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heaven,
Nor have our steps declin'd the road
Of duty thou hast given.
6 Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.
Pause.
7 We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy name;
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie,
And wait the kindling flame.
8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhor'd,
Or banish'd from thy face?
9 Wilt thou forever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
Forever hide thine heavenly love
From our afflicted eyes?
10 Down to the dust our soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their powers confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Saviour and our God;
We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
The Church's Complaint in Persecution
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
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.) #131 (1786) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Will God forever cast us off! Lyrics: 1 Will God for ever cast us off!
His wrath forever smoke
Against the people of his love,
His little chosen flock?
2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer’s blood;
Nor let thy Sion be forgot,
Where once thy glory stood.
3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste,
Aloud our ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful waste
Is made within thy walls.
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang
Thy foes profanely rage;
Amid thy gates their ensigns hang,
And there their hosts engage.
5 How are the seats of worship broke?
They tear the buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviest stroke,
Procures the chief renown.
6 With flames they threaten to destroy
Thy children in their rest;
Come let us burn at once, they cry,
The temple and the priest.
7 And still to heighten our distress,
Thy presence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted signs of power and grace,
Thy power and grace are gone.
8 No prophet speaks to calm our grief,
But all in silence mourn;
Nor know the times of our relief
The hour of thy return.
Pause.
9 How long, eternal God, how long,
Shall men of pride blaspheme;
Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
10 Canst thou forever sit and hear
Thine holy name profan'd?
And still thy jealousy forbear,
And still with-hold thine hand?
11 What strange deliverance hast thou shown
In ages long before!
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
12 Thou didst divide the raging sea
By thy resistless might,
To make thy tribes a wondrous way,
And then secure their flight.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darkness and the day?
Didst thou not bid the morning shine,
And mark the sun his way?
14 Hath not thy power form'd every coast,
And set the earth its bounds,
With summer’s heat, and winter’s frost,
In their perpetual rounds?
15 And shall the sons of earth and dust
That sacred pow'r blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that form'd them first
Avenge thine injur'd name?
16 Think on the covenant thou hast made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade
And vex thy trembling dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest;
Plead thine own cause, almighty God,
And give thy children rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #131 (1790) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Will God forever cast us off! Lyrics: 1 Will God for ever cast us off!
His wrath forever smoke
Against the people of his love,
His little chosen flock?
2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer’s blood;
Nor let thy Sion be forgot,
Where once thy glory stood.
3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste,
Aloud our ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful waste
Is made within thy walls.
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang
Thy foes profanely rage;
Amid thy gates their ensigns hang,
And there their hosts engage.
5 How are the seats of worship broke?
They tear the buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviest stroke,
Procures the chief renown.
6 With flames they threaten to destroy
Thy children in their rest;
Come let us burn at once, they cry,
The temple and the priest.
7 And still to heighten our distress,
Thy presence is withdrawn;
Thy wanted signs of power and grace,
Thy power and grace are gone.
8 No prophet speaks to calm our grief,
But all in silence mourn;
Nor know the times of our relief
The hour of thy return.
Pause.
9 How long, eternal God, how long,
Shall men of pride blaspheme;
Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
10 Canst thou forever sit and hear
Thine holy name profan'd?
And still thy jealousy forbear,
And still with-hold thine hand?
11 What strange deliverance hast thou shown
In ages long before!
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
12 Thou didst divide the raging sea
By thy resistless might,
To make thy tribes a wondrous way,
And then secure their flight.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darkness and the day?
Didst thou not bid the morning shine,
And mark the sun his way?
14 Hath not thy power form'd every coast,
And set the earth its bounds,
With summer’s heat, and winter’s frost,
In their perpetual rounds?
15 And shall the sons of earth and dust
That sacred pow'r blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that form'd them first
Avenge thine injur'd name?
16 Think on the covenant thou hast made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade
And vex thy trembling dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest;
Plead thine own cause, almighty God,
And give thy children rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
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.) #139 (1786) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Will God forever cast us off! Lyrics: 1 Will God for ever cast us off!
His wrath forever smoke
Against the people of his love,
His little chosen flock?
2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer’s blood;
Nor let thy Sion be forgot,
Where once thy glory stood.
3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste,
Aloud our ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful waste
Is made within thy walls.
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang
Thy foes profanely rage;
Amid thy gates their ensigns hang,
And there their hosts engage.
5 How are the seats of worship broke?
They tear the buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviest stroke,
Procures the chief renown.
6 With flames they threaten to destroy
Thy children in their rest;
Come let us burn at once, they cry,
The temple and the priest.
7 And still to heighten our distress,
Thy presence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted signs of power and grace,
Thy power and grace are gone.
8 No prophet speaks to calm our grief,
But all in silence mourn;
Nor know the times of our relief
The hour of thy return.
Pause.
9 How long, eternal God, how long,
Shall men of pride blaspheme;
Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
10 Canst thou forever sit and hear
Thine holy name profan'd?
And still thy jealousy forbear,
And still with-hold thine hand?
11 What strange deliverance hast thou shown
In ages long before!
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
12 Thou didst divide the raging sea
By thy resistless might,
To make thy tribes a wondrous way,
And then secure their flight.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darkness and the day?
Didst thou not bid the morning shine,
And mark the sun his way?
14 Hath not thy power form'd every coast,
And set the earth its bounds,
With summer’s heat, and winter’s frost,
In their perpetual rounds?
15 And shall the sons of earth and dust
That sacred pow'r blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that form'd them first
Avenge thine injur'd name?
16 Think on the covenant thou hast made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade
And vex thy trembling dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest;
Plead thine own cause, almighty God,
And give thy children rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #139 (1787) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Will God forever cast us off! Lyrics: 1 Will God for ever cast us off!
His wrath forever smoke
Against the people of his love,
His little chosen flock?
2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer’s blood;
Nor let thy Sion be forgot,
Where once thy glory stood.
3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste,
Aloud our ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful waste
Is made within thy walls.
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang
Thy foes profanely rage;
Amid thy gates their ensigns hang,
And there their hosts engage.
5 How are the seats of worship broke?
They tear the buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviest stroke,
Procures the chief renown.
6 With flames they threaten to destroy
Thy children in their rest;
Come let us burn at once, they cry,
The temple and the priest.
7 And still to heighten our distress,
Thy presence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted signs of power and grace,
Thy power and grace are gone.
8 No prophet speaks to calm our grief,
But all in silence mourn;
Nor know the times of our relief
The hour of thy return.
Pause.
9 How long, eternal God, how long,
Shall men of pride blaspheme;
Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
10 Canst thou forever sit and hear
Thine holy name profan'd?
And still thy jealousy forbear,
And still with-hold thine hand?
11 What strange deliverance hast thou shown
In ages long before!
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
12 Thou didst divide the raging sea
By thy resistless might,
To make thy tribes a wondrous way,
And then secure their flight.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darkness and the day?
Didst thou not bid the morning shine,
And mark the sun his way?
14 Hath not thy power form'd every coast,
And set the earth its bounds,
With summer’s heat, and winter’s frost,
In their perpetual rounds?
15 And shall the sons of earth and dust
That sacred pow'r blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that form'd them first
Avenge thine injur'd name?
16 Think on the covenant thou hast made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade
And vex thy trembling dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest;
Plead thine own cause, almighty God,
And give thy children rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English
The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
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.) #63 (1786) Topics: Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints; Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Behold the love, the generous love Lyrics: 1 Behold the love, the generous love,
That holy David shows;
Behold his kind compassion move
For his afflicted foes!
2 When they are sick, his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortified his soul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 Oh glorious type of heavenly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, their Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Israel’s king,
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels dead in sin
Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #63 (1790) Topics: Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints; Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Behold the love, the generous love Lyrics: 1 Behold the love, the generous love,
That holy David shows;
Behold his kind compassion move
For his afflicted foes!
2 When they are sick, his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortified his soul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 Oh glorious type of heavenly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, their Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Israel’s king,
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels dead in sin
Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
The Cure of Envy, Frefulness, and Unbelief; or, The Rewards of the Righteous and the Wicked; or, The World's Hatred, and the Saint's Patience
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #67 (1740) Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: Why should I vex my Soul, and fret Lyrics: 1 Why should I vex my Soul, and fret
To see the Wicked rise?
Or envy Sinners waxing great
By Violence and Lies.
2 As flowery Grass cut down at Noon,
Before the Evening fades,
So shall their Glories vanish soon
In everlasting Shades.
3 Then let me make the Lord my Trust,
And practise all that's good;
So shall I dwell among the Just,
And he'll provide me Food.
4 I to my GOD my Ways commit,
And chearful wait his Will;
Thy Hand, which guides my doubtful Feet,
Shall my Desires fulfil.
5 Mine Innocence shalt thou display,
And make thy Judgments known,
Fair as the Light of dawning Day,
And glorious as the Noon.
6 The Meek at last the Earth possess,
And are the Heirs of Heav'n;
True Riches, with abundant Peace,
To humble Souls are giv'n.
Pause.
7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his Way,
Nor let your Anger rise,
Tho' Providence should long delay
To punish haughty Vice.
8 Let Sinners join to break your Peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam;
The Lord derides them, for he sees
Their Day of Vengeance come.
9 They have drawn out the threat'ning Sword,
Have bent the murd'rous Bow,
To slay the Men that fear the Lord,
And bring the Righteous low.
10 My GOD shall break their Bows, and burn
Their persecuting Darts,
Shall their own Swords against them turn,
And Pain surprize their Hearts. Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15 Languages: English
The Cure of Envy, Frefulness, and Unbelief; or, The Rewards of the Righteous and the Wicked; or, The World's Hatred, and the Saint's Patience
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
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.) #68b (1786) Topics: Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints; Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Behold the love, the generous love Lyrics: 1 Behold the love, the generous love,
That holy David shows;
Behold his kind compassion move
For his afflicted foes!
2 When they are sick, his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortified his soul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 Oh glorious type of heavenly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, their Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Israel’s king,
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels dead in sin
Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #68b (1787) Topics: Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints; Faith and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Behold the love, the generous love Lyrics: 1 Behold the love, the generous love,
That holy David shows;
Behold his kind compassion move
For his afflicted foes!
2 When they are sick, his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortified his soul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 Oh glorious type of heavenly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, their Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Israel’s king,
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels dead in sin
Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English
Love to Enemies; or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David
Psalm 37 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.86 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: Why should I vex my soul, and fret Lyrics:
Why should I vex my soul, and fret
To see the wicked rise?
Or envy sinners waxing great
By violence and lies?
As flowery grass, cut down at noon,
Before the ev'ning fades,
So shall their glories vanish soon
In everlasting shades.
Then let me make the Lord my trust,
And practise all that's good;
So shall I dwell among the just,
And he'll provide me food.
I to my God my ways commit,
And cheerful wait his will;
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet,
Shall my desires fulfil.
Mine innocence shalt thou display,
And make thy judgments known,
Fair as the light of dawning day,
And glorious as the noon.
The meek at last the earth possess,
And are the heirs of heav'n;
True riches, with abundant peace,
To humble souls are giv'n.
Rest in the Lord, and keep his way,
Nor let your anger rise,
Though Providence should long delay
To punish haughty vice.
Let sinners join to break your peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam;
The Lord derides them, for he sees
Their day of vengeance come.
They have drawn out the threat'ning sword,
Have bent the murd'rous bow,
To slay the men that fear the Lord,
And bring the righteous low.
My God shall break their bows, and burn
Their persecuting darts,
Shall their own swords against them turn,
And pain surprise their hearts.
Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15 Languages: English
Psalm 37 Part 1
The Church pleading with GOD under sore Persecutions
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #132 (1740) Topics: Persecuted Saints, their Prayer and Faith First Line: Will GOD for ever cast us off? Lyrics: 1 Will GOD for ever cast us off?
His Erath for ever smoak
Against the People of his Love,
His little chosen Flock?
2 Think of the Tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer's Blood;
Nor let thy Sion be forgot,
Where once thy Glory stood.
3 Lift up thy Feet and march in Haste,
Aloud our Ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful Waste
Is made within thy Walls.
4 Where once thy Churches pray'd and sang,
Thy Foes profanely roar;
Over thy Gates their Ensigns hang,
Sad Tokens of their Pow'r.
5 How are the seats of Worship broke?
They tear the Buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviest stroke,
Procures the chief Renown.
6 With Flames they threaten to destroy
Thy Children in their Nest;
Come, let us burn at once, they cry,
The Temple and the Priest.
7 And still, to heighten our Distress,
Thy Presence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted Signs of Pow'r and Grace,
Thy Pow'r and Grace are gone.
8 No Prophet speaks to calm our Woes,
But all the seers mourn;
There's not a Soul amongst us knows
The Time of thy Return.
Pause.
9 How long, eternal GOD, how long
Shall Men of Pride blaspheme?
Shall Saints be made their endless Song,
And bear immortal Shame?
10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear
Thine holy Name profan'd?
And still thy Jealousy forbear,
And still with-hold thine Hand?
11 What strange Deliv'rance hast thou shown
In Ages long before?
And now no other GOD we own,
No other GOD adore.
12 Thou didst divide the raging Sea
By thy resistless Might,
To make thy Tribes a wond'rous Way,
And then secure their Flight.
13 Is not the World of Nature thine,
The Darkness and the Day?
Didst thou not bid the Morning shine,
And mark the Sun his Way?
14 Hath not thy Pow'r form'd every Coast,
And set the Earth its Bounds?
With Summer's Heat and Winter's Frost,
In their perpetual Rounds?
15 And shall the Sons of Earth and dust
That sacred Pow'r blaspheme;
Will not thy Hand that form'd 'em first
Avenge thine injur'd Name?
16 Think on the Cov'nant thou hast made,
And all thy Words of Love;
Nor let the Birds of Prey invade,
And vex thy mourning Dove.
17 Our Foes would triumph in our Blood,
And make our Hope their Jest;
Plead thy own Cause, Almighty GOD,
And give thy Children Rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English
The Church pleading with GOD under sore Persecutions
Why should I vex my Soul, and fret
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P37a (1766) Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints Lyrics: 1 Why should I vex my Soul, and fret
To see the Wicked rise?
Or envy Sinners waxing great
By Violence and Lies.
2 As flowery Grass cut down at Noon,
Before the Evening fades,
So shall their Glories vanish soon
In everlasting Shades.
3 Then let me make the Lord my Trust,
And practise all that's good;
So shall I dwell among the Just,
And he'll provide me Food.
4 I to my GOD my Ways commit,
And chearful wait his Will;
Thy Hand, which guides my doubtful Feet,
Shall my Desires fulfil.
5 Mine Innocence shalt thou display,
And make thy Judgments known,
Fair as the Light of dawning Day,
And glorious as the Noon.
6 The Meek at last the Earth possess,
And are the Heirs of Heav'n;
True Riches, with abundant Peace,
To humble Souls are giv'n.
Pause.
7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his Way,
Nor let your Anger rise,
Tho' Providence should long delay
To punish haughty Vice.
8 Let Sinners join to break your Peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam;
The Lord derides them, for he sees
Their Day of Vengeance come.
9 They have drawn out the threat'ning Sword,
Have bent the murd'rous Bow,
To slay the Men that fear the Lord,
And bring the Righteous low.
10 My GOD shall break their Bows, and burn
Their persecuting Darts;
Shall their own Swords against them turn,
And Pain surprize their Hearts. Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15 Languages: English
Why should I vex my Soul, and fret
Psalm 35 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.81 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Faith and prayer of persecuted saints; Persecuted saints their prayer and faith; Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: Now plead my cause, Almighty God Lyrics:
Now plead my cause, Almighty God,
With all the sons of strife;
And fight against the men of blood,
Who fight against my life.
Draw out thy spear and stop their way,
Lift thine avenging rod;
But to my soul in mercy say,
"I am thy Savior God!"
They plant their snares to catch my feet,
And nets of mischief spread;
Plunge the destroyers in the pit
That their own hands have made.
Let fogs and darkness hide their way,
And slipp'ry be their ground;
Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey,
And all their rage confound.
They fly like chaff before the wind,
Before thine angry breath;
The angel of the Lord behind
Pursues them down to death.
They love the road that leads to hell;
Then let the rebels die,
Whose malice is implacable
Against the Lord on high.
But if thou hast a chosen few
Amongst that impious race,
Divide them from the bloody crew,
By thy surprising grace.
Then will I raise my tuneful voice,
To make thy wonders known;
In their salvation I'll rejoice,
And bless thee for my own.
Scripture: Psalm 35:1-9 Languages: English
Psalm 35 Part 1
Psalm 35 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.82 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Faith and prayer of persecuted saints; Persecuted saints their prayer and faith; Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: Behold the love, the gen'rous love Lyrics:
Behold the love, the gen'rous love,
That holy David shows;
Hark, how his sounding bowels move
To his afflicted foes!
When they are sick his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortified his soul,
While for their life he prayed.
They groaned, and cursed him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
O glorious type of heav'nly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, the Savior prays,
And pities them with tears.
He, the true David, Isr'el's King,
Blest and beloved of God,
To save us rebels, dead in sin,
Paid his own dearest blood.
Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English
Psalm 35 Part 2
The Church's Complaint on Persecution
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #78 (1740) Topics: Persecuted Saints, their Prayer and Faith First Line: Lord, we have heard thy Works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy Works of old,
Thy Works of Pow'r and Grace;
When to our Ears our Fathers told
The Wonders of their Days.
2 How thou didst build thy Churches here,
And make thy Gospel known;
Amongst them did thine Arm appear,
Thy Light and Glory shone.
3 In GOD they boasted all the Day,
And in a chearful Throng
Did Thousands meet to praise and pray,
And Grace was all their Song.
4 But now our Souls are seiz'd with Shame,
Confusion fills our Face,
To hear the Enemy blaspheme,
And Fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our GOD,
Nor falsely dealt with Heav'n,
Nor have our Steps declin'd the Road
Of Duty thou hast giv'n.
6 Tho' Dragons all around us roar,
With their destructive Breath,
And thine own Hand has bruis'd us sore
Hard by the Gates of Death.
Pause.
7 We are expos'd all Day to die
As Martyrs for thy Cause,
As Sheep for Slaughter, bound we lie
By sharp and bloody Laws.
8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted Grace?
Why should we look like Men abhorr'd
Or banish'd from thy Face?
9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off,
And still neglect our Cries?
For ever hide thine heav'nly Love
From our afflicted Eyes?
10 Down to the Dust our soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the Ground;
Rise for our Help, rebuke the Proud,
And all their Pow'rs confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual Shame,
Our Saviour and our GOD:
We plead the Honours of thy Name,
The Merits of thy Blood.
Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
The Church's Complaint on Persecution
Psalm 37 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.87 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: Why do the wealthy wicked boast Lyrics:
Why do the wealthy wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest portion of the just
Excels the sinner's gold.
The wicked borrows of his friends,
But ne'er designs to pay;
The saint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
His alms with lib'ral heart he gives
Amongst the sons of need;
His mem'ry to long ages lives,
And blessed is his seed.
His lips abhor to talk profane,
To slander or defraud;
His ready tongue declares to men
What he has learned of God.
The law and gospel of the Lord
Deep in his heart abide;
Led by the Spirit and the word,
His feet shall never slide.
When sinners fall, the righteous stand,
Preserved from every snare;
They shall possess the promised land,
And dwell for ever there.
Scripture: Psalm 37:16 Languages: English
Psalm 37 Part 2
Psalm 37 Part 3
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.88 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: My God, the steps of pious men Lyrics:
My God, the steps of pious men
Are ordered by thy will;
Though they should fall, they rise again,
Thy hand supports them still.
The Lord delights to see their ways,
Their virtue he approves;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace,
Nor leave the men he loves.
The heav'nly heritage is theirs,
Their portion and their home;
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs
Of blessings long to come.
Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men,
Nor fear when tyrants frown;
Ye shall confess their pride was vain,
When justice casts them down.
The haughty sinner have I seen,
Nor fearing man nor God,
Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green,
Spreading his arms abroad.
And lo! he vanished from the ground,
Destroyed by hands unseen;
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found
Where all that pride had been.
But mark the man of righteousness,
His several steps attend;
True pleasure runs through all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English
Psalm 37 Part 3
Why do the wealthy Wicked boast
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P37b (1766) Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints Lyrics: 1 Why do the wealthy Wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest Portion of the Just
Excels the Sinner's Gold.
2 The Wicked borrows of his Friends,
But ne'er designs to pay;
The Saint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the Poor away.
3 His Alms with lib'ral Heart he gives
Amongst the Sons of Need;
His Mem'ry to long Ages lives,
And blessed is his Seed.
4 His Lips abhor to talk prophane,
To slander or defraud;
His ready Tongue declares to Men
What he has learn'd of GOD.
5 The Law and Gospel of the Lord
Deep in his Heart abide;
Led by the Spirit, and the Word,
His Feet shall never slide.
6 When Sinners fall, the Righteous stand,
Preserv'd from ev'ry Snare;
They shall possess the promis'd Land,
And dwell for ever there. Scripture: Psalm 37:16-31 Languages: English
Why do the wealthy Wicked boast
Charity to the Poor; or, Religionin Words and Deeds
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #68 (1740) Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: Why do the wealthy Wicked boast Lyrics: 1 Why do the wealthy Wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest Portion of the Just
Excels the Sinner's Gold.
2 The Wicked borrows of his Friends,
But ne'er designs to pay;
The Saint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the Poor away.
3 His Alms with lib'ral Heart he gives
Amongst the Sons of Need;
His Mem'ry to long Ages lives,
And blessed is his Seed.
4 His Lips abhor to talk prophane,
To slander or defraud;
His ready Tongue declares to Men
What he has learn'd of GOD.
5 The Law and Gospel of the Lord
Deep in his Heart abide;
Led by the Spirit, and the Word,
His Feet shall never slide.
6 When Sinners fall, the Righteous stand,
Preserv'd from ev'ry Snare;
They shall possess the promis'd Land,
And dwell for ever there. Scripture: Psalm 37:16-31 Languages: English
Charity to the Poor; or, Religionin Words and Deeds
My GOD, the Steps of pious Men
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P37c (1766) Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints Lyrics: 1 My GOD, the Steps of pious Men
Are order'd by thy Will;
Tho' they should fall, they rise again,
Thy Hand supports them still.
2 The Lord delights to see their Ways,
Their Virtue he approves;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his Grace,
Nor leave the Man he loves.
3 The heav'nly Heritage is theirs,
Their Portion and their Home;
He feeds them now, and makes them Heirs
Of Blessings long to come.
4 Wait on the Lord, ye Sons of Men,
Nor fear when Tyrants frown;
Ye shall confess their Pride was vain,
When Justice casts them down.
Pause.
5 The haughty Sinner have I seen,
Nor fearing Man nor God,
Like a tall Bay-Tree fair and green,
Spreading his Arms abroad.
6 And, lo! he vanish'd from the Ground,
Destroy'd by Hands unseen;
Nor Root, nor Branch, nor Leaf was found
Where all that Pride had been.
7 But mark the Man of Righteousness,
His sev'ral Steps attend;
True Pleasure runs thro' all his Ways,
And peaceful is his End. Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English
My GOD, the Steps of pious Men
The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #69 (1740) Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: My GOD, the Steps of pious Men Lyrics: 1 My GOD, the Steps of pious Men
Are order'd by thy Will;
Tho' they should fall, they rise again,
Thy hHand supports them still.
2 The Lord delights to see their Ways,
Their Virtue he approves;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his Grace,
Nor leave the Man he loves.
3 The heav'nly Heritage is theirs,
Their Portion and their Home;
He feeds them now, and makes them Heirs
Of Blessings long to come.
4 Wait on the Lord, ye Sons of Men,
Nor fear when Tyrants frown;
Ye shall confess their Pride was vain,
When Justice casts them down.
Pause.
5 The haughty Sinner have I seen,
Nor fearing Man nor God,
Like a tall Bay-Tree fair and green,
Spreading his Arms abroad.
6 And, lo! he vanish'd from the Ground,
Destroy'd by Hands unseen;
Nor Root, nor Branch, nor Leaf was found
Where all that Pride had been.
7 But mark the Man of Righteousness,
His sev'ral Steps attend;
True Pleasure runs thro' all his Ways,
And peaceful is his End. Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English
The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked
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: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints 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: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints 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: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints 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: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints 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 Church is our Delight and Safety
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.) #50a (1786) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: The Lord of glory is my light Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength; nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart desires;
Oh grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God.
3 There shall I offer my requests
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound. Scripture: Psalm 27:1-5 Languages: English
The Church is our Delight and Safety
Prayer and Hope
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.) #50b (1786) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: Soon as I heard my Father say Lyrics: 1 Soon as I heard my Father say,
"Ye children, seek my grace,"
My heart reply'd without delay,
"I'll seek my Father's face."
2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;
God of my life, I fly to thee
In a distressing day.
3 Should friends and kindred near and dear
Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.
5 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd,
To see thy grace provide relief,
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
6 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope. Scripture: Psalm 27:8-9 Languages: English
Prayer and Hope
The Church is our Delight and Safety
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #50a (1790) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: The Lord of glory is my light Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength; nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.
2 One Privilege my heart desires;
Oh grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God.
3 There shall I offer my requests
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound. Scripture: Psalm 27:1-5 Languages: English
The Church is our Delight and Safety
Prayer and Hope
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #50b (1790) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: Soon as I heard my Father say Lyrics: 1 Soon as I heard my Father say,
"Ye children, seek my grace,"
My heart reply'd without delay,
"I'll seek my Father's face."
2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;
God of my life, I fly to thee
In a distressing day.
3 Should friends and kindred near and dear
Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.
4 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd,
To see thy grace provide relief,
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope. Scripture: Psalm 27:8-9 Languages: English
Prayer and Hope
The Church is our Delight and Safety
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.) #55a (1786) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: The Lord of glory is my light Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength; nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart desires;
Oh grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God.
3 There shall I offer my requests
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound. Scripture: Psalm 27:1-5 Languages: English
The Church is our Delight and Safety
Prayer and Hope
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.) #55b (1786) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: Soon as I heard my Father say Lyrics: 1 Soon as I heard my Father say,
"Ye children, seek my grace,"
My heart reply'd without delay,
"I'll seek my Father's face."
2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;
God of my life, I fly to thee
In a distressing day.
3 Should friends and kindred near and dear
Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.
5 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd,
To see thy grace provide relief,
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
6 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope. Scripture: Psalm 27:8-9 Languages: English
Prayer and Hope
The Church is our Delight and Safety
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #55a (1787) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: The Lord of glory is my light Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength; nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart desires;
Oh grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God.
3 There shall I offer my requests
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound. Scripture: Psalm 27:1-5 Languages: English
The Church is our Delight and Safety
Prayer and Hope
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #55b (1787) Topics: Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints; Hope and Prayer for persecuted Saints First Line: Soon as I heard my Father say Lyrics: 1 Soon as I heard my Father say,
"Ye children, seek my grace,"
My heart reply'd without delay,
"I'll seek my Father's face."
2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;
God of my life, I fly to thee
In a distressing day.
3 Should friends and kindred near and dear
Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.
5 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd,
To see thy grace provide relief,
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
6 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope. Scripture: Psalm 27:8-9 Languages: English
Prayer and Hope
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
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.) #140b (1786) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Great Shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep:
2 Thy church is in the desert now,
Shine from on high, and guide us through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray?
And wait in vain thy kind return?
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause I.
5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands?
Did not thy power defend it round,
And heavenly dews enrich the ground?
6 How did the spreading branches shoot,
And bless the nations with the fruit;
But now, dear Lord, look down and see
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree.
7 Why is her beauty thus defac'd?
Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And every beast devours the vine.
8 Return, Almighty God, return;
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn:
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause II.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou wast its strength and glory too;
Attack'd in vain by all its foes,
Till the fair branch of promise rose.
10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot
From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root;
Himself a noble vine, and we
The lesser branches of the tree:
11 ’Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest
With power and grace above the rest.
12 Oh! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #140b (1790) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Great Shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep:
2 Thy church is in the desert now,
Shine from on high, and guide us through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray?
And wait in vain thy kind return?
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause I.
5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands?
Did not thy power defend it round,
And heavenly dews enrich the ground?
6 How did the spreading branches shoot,
And bless the nations with the fruit;
But now, dear Lord, look down and see
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree.
7 Why is her beauty thus defac'd?
Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And every beast devours the vine.
8 Return, almighty God, return;
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn:
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause II.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou wast its strength and glory too;
Attack'd in vain by all its foes,
Till the fair branch of promise rose.
10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot
From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root;
Himself a noble vine, and we
The lesser branches of the tree:
11 ’Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest
With power and grace above the rest.
12 Oh! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
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.) #150 (1786) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Great Shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep:
2 Thy church is in the desert now,
Shine from on high, and guide us through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray?
And wait in vain thy kind return?
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause I.
5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands?
Did not thy power defend it round,
And heavenly dews enrich the ground?
6 How did the spreading branches shoot,
And bless the nations with the fruit;
But now, dear Lord, look down and see
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree.
7 Why is her beauty thus defac'd?
Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And every beast devours the vine.
8 Return, almighty God, return;
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn:
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause II.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou wast its strength and glory too;
Attack'd in vain by all its foes,
Till the fair branch of promise rose.
10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot
From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root;
Himself a noble vine, and we
The lesser branches of the tree:
11 ’Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest
With power and grace above the rest.
12 Oh! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #150 (1787) Topics: Persecuted Saints; Persecuted Saints First Line: Great Shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep:
2 Thy church is in the desert now,
Shine from on high, and guide us through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray?
And wait in vain thy kind return?
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause I.
5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands?
Did not thy power defend it round,
And heavenly dews enrich the ground?
6 How did the spreading branches shoot,
And bless the nations with the fruit;
But now, dear Lord, look down and see
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree.
7 Why is her beauty thus defac'd?
Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And every beast devours the vine.
8 Return, almighty God, return;
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn:
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
Pause II.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou wast its strength and glory too;
Attack'd in vain by all its foes,
Till the fair branch of promise rose.
10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot
From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root;
Himself a noble vine, and we
The lesser branches of the tree:
11 ’Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest
With power and grace above the rest.
12 Oh! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English
The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted
Psalm 44
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.99 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Persecuted saints their prayer and faith First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics:
Lord, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told
The wonders of their days.
How thou didst build thy churches here,
And make thy gospel known;
Amongst them did thine arm appear,
Thy light and glory shone.
In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng
Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.
But now our souls are seized with shame,
Confusion fills our face,
To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heav'n,
Nor have our steps declined the road
Of duty thou hast giv'n;
Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruised us sore
Hard by the gates of death.
We are exposed all day to die
As martyrs for thy cause,
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie
By sharp and bloody laws.
Awake, arise, Almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhorred
Or banished from thy face?
Wilt thou for ever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
For ever hide thine heav'nly love
From our afflicted eyes?
Down to the dust our soul is bowed,
And dies upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their powers confound.
Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Savior and our God;
We plead the honors of thy name,
The merits of thy blood.
Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
Psalm 44
Lord, we have heard thy Works of old
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P44 (1766) Topics: Persecuted Saints, their Prayer and Faith Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy Works of old,
Thy Works of Pow'r and Grace;
When to our Ears our Fathers told
The Wonders of their Days.
2 How thou didst build thy Churches here,
And make thy Gospel known;
Amongst them did thine Arm appear,
Thy Light and Glory shone.
3 In GOD they boasted all the Day,
And in a chearful Throng
Did Thousands meet to praise and pray,
And Grace was all their Song.
4 But now our Souls are seiz'd with Shame,
Confusion fills our Face,
To hear the Enemy blaspheme,
And Fools reproach thy Grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our GOD,
Nor falsly dealt with Heav'n,
Nor have our Steps declin'd the Road
Of Duty thou hast giv'n.
6 Tho' Dragons all around us roar,
With their destructive Breath,
And thine own Hand has bruis'd us sore
Hard by the Gates of Death.
Pause.
7 We are expos'd all Day to die
As Martyrs for thy Cause,
As Sheep for Slaughter, bound we lie
By sharp and bloody Laws.
8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted Grace?
Why should we look like Men abhorr'd
Or banish'd from thy Face?
9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off,
And still neglect our Cries?
For ever hide thine heav'nly Love
From our afflicted Eyes?
10 Down to the Dust our Soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the Ground;
Rise for our Help, rebuke the Proud,
And all their Pow'rs confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual Shame,
Our Saviour and our GOD:
We plead the Honours of thy Name,
The Merits of thy Blood.
Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English
Lord, we have heard thy Works of old
Psalm 83
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.173 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Persecuted saints their prayer and faith First Line: And will the God of grace Lyrics:
And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
Behold, what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread!
The men that hate thy saints and thee
Lift up their threat'ning head.
Against thy hidden ones
Their counsels they employ,
And malice, with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.
The noble and the base
Into thy pastures leap;
The lion and the stupid ass
Conspire to vex thy sheep.
"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."
Awake, Almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.
Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.
Then shall the nations know
That glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord.
Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
Psalm 83
And will the GOD of Grace
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P83 (1766) Topics: Persecuted Saints, their Prayer and Faith 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
And will the GOD of Grace
A Complaint against Persecutors
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #145 (1740) Topics: Persecuted Saints, their Prayer and Faith 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
And will the God of grace
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #490 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Persecuted saints their prayer and faith Lyrics:
And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
Behold, what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread!
The men that hate thy saints and thee
Lift up their threat'ning head.
Against thy hidden ones
Their counsels they employ,
And malice, with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.
The noble and the base
Into thy pastures leap;
The lion and the stupid ass
Conspire to vex thy sheep.
"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."
Awake, Almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.
Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.
Then shall the nations know
That glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord.
Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English
And will the God of grace
Psalm 56
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.126 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Prayer and faith of persecuted saints First Line: O Thou whose justice reigns on high Lyrics:
O Thou whose justice reigns on high,
And makes th' oppressor cease,
Behold how envious sinners try
To vex and break my peace.
The sons of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lord;
But as my hourly dangers rise,
My refuge is thy word.
In God most holy, just, and true,
I have reposed my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,
The offspring of the dust.
They wrest my words to mischief still,
Charge me with unknown faults;
Mischief doth all their counsels fill,
And malice all their thoughts.
Shall they escape without thy frown?
Must their devices stand?
O cast the haughty sinner down,
And let him know thy hand.
God counts the sorrows of his saints,
Their groans affect his ears;
Thou hast a book for my complaints,
A bottle for my tears.
When to thy throne I raise my cry,
The wicked fear and flee;
So swift is prayer to reach the sky,
So near is God to me.
In thee, most holy, just, and true,
I have reposed my trust;
Nor will I fear what man can do,
The offspring of the dust.
Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord,
Thou shalt receive my praise;
I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word,
How righteous all thy ways!"
Thou hast secured my soul from death,
O set thy pris'ner free!
That heart and hand, and life and breath,
May be employ'd for thee.
Scripture: Psalm 56 Languages: English
Psalm 56
Psalm 74
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.161 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Persecuted saints their prayer and faith First Line: Will God for ever cast us off? Lyrics:
Will God for ever cast us off?
His wrath for ever smoke
Against the people of his love,
His little chosen flock?
Think of the tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer's blood;
Nor let thy Zion be forgot,
Where once thy glory stood.
Lift up thy feet and march in haste,
Aloud our ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful waste
Is made within thy walls.
Where once thy churches prayed and sang,
Thy foes profanely roar;
Over thy gates their ensigns hang,
Sad tokens of their power.
How are the seats of worship broke!
They tear the buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviest stroke
Procures the chief renown.
With flames they threaten to destroy
Thy children in their nest;
"Come, let us burn at once," they cry,
"The temple and the priest."
And still, to heighten our distress,
Thy presence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted signs of power and grace,
Thy power and grace are gone.
No prophet speaks to calm our woes,
But all the seers mourn;
There's not a soul amongst us knows
The time of thy return.
How long, eternal God, how long
Shall men of pride blaspheme?
Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
Canst thou for ever sit and hear
Thine holy name profaned?
And still thy jealousy forbear,
And still withhold thine hand?
What strange deliv'rance hast thou shown
In ages long before!
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
Thou didst divide the raging sea
By thy resistless might,
To make thy tribes a wondrous way,
And then secure their flight.
Is not the world of nature thine,
The darkness and the day?
Didst thou not bid the morning shine,
And mark the sun his way?
Hath not thy power formed every coast,
And set the earth its bounds,
With summer's heat, and winter's frost,
In their perpetual rounds?
And shall the sons of earth and dust
That sacred power blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that formed them first
Avenge thine injured name?
Think oh the cov'nant thou hast made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade,
And vex thy mourning dove.
Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest;
Plead thy own cause, Almighty God,
And give thy children rest.
Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English
Psalm 74
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