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Thus said God, unto my Lord
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government; Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Priesthood; Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Sitting at the right Hand of God Lyrics: 1 Thus said GOD, unto my LORD<
"Sit in State, at my right Hand:
"Till I make thy daring Foes
"Subject unto thy Command.
2 Thou, from Sion, shalt extend
O'er thy Foes a gen'ral Sway;
Nations shall thy Pow'r behold,
And with Free-Will Off'rings pay.
3 They, to worship thee, shall come,
When thy rising Beams they view;
full as numberless and bright,
As the Drops of Morning-Dew.
4 GOD hath sworn, nor sworn in vain,
Thou a Priest shalt ever be;
Like Melchisedech's, thy Reign
Shall no Change or Period see.
5 He shall sit at thy Right Hand,
For thee, Kings in Anger wound;
Heathen Nations he shall judge,
And their Bodies scatter round.
6 After drinking of the Brook,
Which he crosses in his Way;
He shall lift his Head on high,
And his glorious Pow'r display.
Scripture: Psalm 110 Languages: English Tune Title: [Thus said God unto my Lord]
Thus said God, unto my Lord
My chearful Mind a good Design shall frame
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Union with the Church; Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 My chearful Mind a good Design shall frame,
Whilst I the King's loud Praise proclaim;
My Tongue directed by my joyful Heart,
Is like the Pen that's us'd with ready Art.
How matchless is thy Form, O King renown'd!
With beaming Glories are thy Temples crown'd,
Thy Mouth with Grace continually o'erflows;
Because fresh Blessings GOD on thee bestows.
2 Gird on thy Sword, O Prince! in Might excel,
Gird on that Sword which doth thy Foes repel;
And clad in Ornaments and rich Array,
Majestic Pomp, resistless Pow'r display:
Ride on in State, and still the Meek protect,
Thy dreadful Wrath against thy Foes direct:
Let thy right Hand with swift Revenge pursue,
All those who strive against the Just and True.
3 The sharpen'd Weapons which thy Hands direct,
Thy humbled Foes shall to thy Will subject;
Down, down they fall, who dare thy Pow'r oppose,
Whilst thro' their Hearts the feather'd Arrow goes;
But thou, O God! shall firmly be enthron'd,
And thy just Rule by all Mankind be own'd;
Thy Sceptre's Sway for ever to endure,
Shall always make thy righteous Laws secure.
4 Because thy Heart hath upright Ways approv'd;
The purest Truth and strictest Justice lov'd;
And hated still in crooked Paths to move,
Where wand'ring Sinners ever thoughtless rove;
Therefore, thy GOD, did thee to reign appoint,
And with the Oil of Joy thy Head anoint:
With Cassia, Aloes and Myrrh abound,
Thy royal Robes, and spread their Odours round.
5 Amongst the honourable Women plac'd,
Do princely Virgins stand, with Beauty grac'd;
The glorious Queen herself in State did stand,
Array'd in golden Robes, at thy right Hand.
But to my Words, O Royal Bride, give Ear,
And my Instructions with Attention hear;
Forget thy Country, and each former Friend,
And on the King alone, with Hope depend.
6 So shall thy Beauty more inviting be;
So shall his constant Love encrease to thee;
Since he's thy LORD, to him thy Homage pay,
And his Affections ne'er shall know decay.
The Tyrian Matrons shall rich Presents make,
And daily strive thy Favours to partake:
The King's fair Daughter inward Graces fill,
Her Raiment is of Gold, adorn'd with Skill.
7 She with her nuptial Garments, wide display'd,
In costly Robes of Needle Work array'd;
While Virgin Trains, attending, stand around,
Shall to the King be brought with Glory crown'd.
With all the State of solemn Pomp can show,
With all the Lustre Riches can bestow;
The grand Procession slowly moves along,
'Till the wide Gates receive the pompous Throng.
8 Then, in the Room thy royal Father grac'd,
Expect to see thy princely Offspring plac'd;
Whom thou in State to diff'rent Realms mayst send,
To govern there, and Justice to defend.
Whilst this my Song, to future Times preserv'd,
Shall tell the Praises, thy great Name deserv'd.
And make the World with one Consent proclaim,
Thy lasting Glory and perpetual Fame. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English Tune Title: [My chearful Mind a good Design shall frame]
My chearful Mind a good Design shall frame
O GOD, whose former Mercies make
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CIX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Judas, his Punishment; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 O GOD, whose former Mercies make
My constant Praise thy Due,
Hold not thy Peace, but my sad State,
With wonted Favours view.
For sinful Men, with lying Lips,
Deceitful Speeches frame,
And with their study'd Slander seek
To wound my spotless Fame.
2 Their restless Hatred prompts them still
Malicious Lies to spread;
And all against my Life combine,
By causeless Fury led.
Those whom with tender'st Love I us'd,
My chief Opposers are;
Whilst I, of other Friends bereft,
Resort to thee by Pray'r.
3 Since Mischief, for the Good I did,
Their strange Reward does prove,
And Hatred's the Return they make
For undissembled Love,
Their guilty Leaders shall be made
To some ill Man a Slave;
And, when he's try'd, his mortal Foe
For his Accuser have.
4 His Guilt, when Sentence is pronounc'd,
Shall meet a dreadful Fate,
Whilst his rejected Pray'r but serves
His Crimes to aggravate,
He, snatch'd by some untimely Fate,
Sha'n't live out half his Days:
Another, by divine Decree,
Shall on his Office seize.
5 His Seed shall Orphans be, his Wife
A Widow, plung'd in Grief;
His vagrant Children beg their Bread,
Where none can give Relief.
His ill-got Riches shall be made
To Usurers a Prey;
The Fruit of all his Toil shall be
By Strangers borne away.
6 None shall be found that to his Wants
Their Mercy will extend,
Or to his helpless Orphan Seed
The least Assistance lend.
A swift Destruction soon shall seize
On his unhappy Race;
And the next Age his hated Name
Shall utterly deface.
7 The Vengeance of his Father's Sins,
Upon his Head shall fall;
GOD on his Mother's Crimes shall think,
And punish him for all.
All these. in horrid Order rank'd,
Before the LORD shall stand,
Till his fierce Anger quite cuts off
Their Mem'ry from the Land.
Part II
8 Because he never Mercy shew'd,
But still the Poor oppress'd;
And sought to slay the helpless Man,
With heavy Woes distress'd.
Therefore the Curse he lov'd to vent,
Shall his own Portion prove;
And Blessings, which he still abhorr'd,
Shall far from him remove.
9 Since he in cursing took such Pride,
Like Water it shall spread
Through all his Veins, and stick like Oil,
With which his Bones are fed.
This, like a poison'd Robe, shall still
His constant Cov'ring be,
Or an envonom'd Belt, from which
He never shall be free.
10 Thus shall the LORD reward all those,
That ill to me design,
That with malicious false Reports
Against my Life combine.
But for thy glorious Name, O GOD,
Do thou deliver me;
And for thy gracious Mercy's sake,
Preserve and set me free.
11 For I, to utmost Straits reduc'd,
Am void of all Relief;
My Heart is wounded with Distress,
And quite pierc'd through with Grief.
I, like an Ev'ning Shade, decline,
Which vanishes apace:
Like Locusts up and down I'am toss'd,
And have no certain Place.
12 My Knees with Fasting are grown weak,
My body lank and lean;
All that behold me, shake their Heads,
And treat me with Disdain.
But for thy Mercy's sake, O LORD,
Do thou my Foes withstand;
That all may see 'tis thy own Act,
The Work of thy Right-Hand.
13 Then let them curse, so thou but bless;
Let Shame the Portion be
Of all that my Destruction seek,
While I rejoice in thee.
My Foe shall with Disgrace be cloath'd;
And, spite of all his Pride,
His own Confusion, like a Cloke,
The guilty Wretch shall hide.
14 But I to GOD, in grateful Thanks,
My chearful Voice will raise;
And where the great Assembly meets,
Set forth his noble Praise.
For him the Poor shall always find
Their sure and constant Friend;
And he shall from unrighteous Dooms
Their guiltless Souls defend. Scripture: Psalm 109 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God whose former Mercies make]
O GOD, whose former Mercies make
Save me, O GOD, from Floods that roll
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXIX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Humiliation and Exultation; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Save me, O GOD, from Floods that roll,
And press to overwhelm my Soul;
In the deep Mire I tread,
And Waves o'erflow my Head.
With constant Cries my Spirits faint,
My Voice is hoarse with long Complaint;
My Sight with Pain decays,
Whilst GOD his Help delays.
2 My Hairs, tho' num'rous, are but few,
Compar'd with Foes that me pursue
And strive with lawless Might,
To execute their Spite,
Thy force me, guiltless, to resign,
As Rapine, what by Right was mine.
But thou my Wrongs dost see,
My Sins are known to thee.
3 LORD, GOD of Hosts, take timely Care,
Lest for my sake thy Saints despair;
Since I have for thy Name.
Endur'd Reproach and Shame.
A Stranger to my Country grown,
And to my Kindred quite unknown;
Those of my Mother born,
Are treating me with Scorn.
4 For Zeal to thy lov'd House and Name,
Consumes me, like devouring Flame;
Vex'd at their Slights of thee,
More than their Scorn of me.
My very Tears and Abstinence.
They construe in spiteful Sense;
When Mourning for their Sake,
Their Mocks at me they make.
5 Their Judges make my Wrongs their Jest,
Those Wrongs they ought to have redress'd;
Drunkards my Sorrows see,
And make their Songs on me.
But, LORD! to thee I will repair
For Help, with humble timely Pray'r,
O from thy boundless Store:
Display thy Truth and Pow'r.
6 From threat'ning Dangers me relieve,
And from the Mire my Feet retrieve,
My Soul in Safety keep,
And snatch me from the Deep;
Controul the Deluge e'er it spread,
And roll it's Waves around my Head;
And from th'expecting Grave,
My Soul in Mercy save.
7 LORD, hear the humble Pray'r I make,
For thy transcending Goodness Sake;
And from thy Mercy's Store,
Relieve my Soul once more
Nor from thy Servant hide thy Face,
Make Haste, for desp'rate is my Case;
Thy Succour interpose,
And shield me from my Foes.
8 Thou know'st what Infamy and Scorn
I from my Enemies have borne;
Nor can their secret Spite,
Or Plots escape thy Sight.
Reproach and Grief have broke my Heart:
I look'd for some to take my Part,
But look'd, alas! in vain,
None would relieve my Pain.
9 With Hunger faint, for Food I call;
Instead of Food, they give me Gall,
And Vinegar to drink,
Whene'er my Spirits sink,
The Tables therefore they prepare,
Shall prove to them a fatal Snare;
Darkness shall seize their Eyes,
And sudden Fears surprize.
10 On them thou shalt thy Fury pour,
'Till thy fierce Wrath their Race devour,
And make their House a Cell,
Where none will dare to dwell;
For new Afflictions they procur'd
For him who had thy Stripes endur'd;
And with a sharper Scorn,
Thy tender Hearts have torn.
11 Sin shall to Sin their Steps betray,
'Till they to Truth have lost the Way;
Their Souls shall Ruin see,
Nor with the Righteous be.
But me, how'er distrest and poor,
Thy strong Salvation shall restore;
Thy Pow'r I will proclaim,
And celebrate thy Name.
12 Our GOD shall this more highly prize,
Than Herds or Flocks in Sacrifice;
And Saints shall hope to see,
The like Redress with me.
For GOD regards the Poor's Complaint,
Sets Pris'ners free from close Restraint;
And Heav'n and Earth shall raise,
Their voice to sound his Praise.
13 For GOD will Sion's Walls erect,
Fair Judah's Cities he'll protect,
'Till all her Sons repair
And gain Possession there.
This Blessing they shall at their Death,
To their religious Heirs bequeath;
And GOD shall sure restore,
Those who his Name adore. Scripture: Psalm 69 Languages: English Tune Title: [Save me, O God, from Floods that roll]
Save me, O GOD, from Floods that roll
Sure wicked Fools, devoid of Shame
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XIV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Ascension; Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Sure, wicked Fools, devoid of Shame,
Suppose that GOD is but a Name:
Corrupt and lewd their Practice grows,
No Breast with heav'nly Ardor glows;
All Thoughts of Virtue they resign,
Their Hearts to evil Ways incline.
2 The LORD, from Realms of endless Day,
Did all the Sons of Men survey;
Look'd down from his exalted Tow'r,
To see if any own'd his Pow'r;
To see if any Justice knew,
Or did the Paths of Truth pursue.
3 But all he saw were gone aside,
None took Religion for their Guide,
Not one of all the sinful Race,
But was degen'rate grown and base,
And still in ev'ry wicked Way,
With wand'ring Footsteps went astray.
4 Their Throats are open to devour
The helpless Poor, when in their Pow'r;
Their Mouths with Curses fill'd and Lies,
No Fear of GOD's before their Eyes;
Their Ways to swift Destruction tend,
And must in certain Ruin end.
5 But will these Workers of Deceit,
Like Bread, my harmless People eat?
And God's Almighty Pow'r disown?
5 How will they tremble then for Fear,
When his just Wrath shall them o'ertake!
Are they so dull and senseless grown,
That they will GOD's great Pow'r disown?
Will they not his Commands obey,
And yield to his Almighty Sway?
6 How will they tremble then for Fear,
When they behold his Vengeance near!
When his just Wrath shall them o'ertake;
For GOD will ne'er the Just forsake:
For them he will his Arm extend,
And from the Foe their Lives defend.
7 Bad Men, in vain, with Scorn deride
The Just, who follow Virtue's Guide,
And strive their Methods to expose;
Since GOD a Refuge is for those:
His Eyes shall them with Favour view,
Whilst they their righteous Paths pursue.
7 Would he his saving Pow'r extend,
And now his People's Cause defend;
Oh! would he break their servile Band;
What Shouts should echo thro' the Land!
How should we then our Songs employ,
And join the universal Joy! Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English Tune Title: [Sure wicked fools, devoid of shame]
Sure wicked Fools, devoid of Shame
Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCIV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD,
Thy Justice now disclose;
Arise, thou Judge of all the Earth,
And crush thy haughty Foes:
How long, O LORD, shall sinful Men,
Their solemn Triumphs make?
How long their wicked Actions boast,
And insolently speak?
2 Not only they thy Saints oppress,
But unprovok'd, they spill
The Widow's and the Stranger's Blood,
And helpless Orphans kill:
"And yet the LORD shall ne'er perceive,
(Profanely thus they speak)
"Nor any Notice of our Deeds,
"The God of Jacob take."
8 At length, ye stupid Fools, your Wants
Endeavour to discern;
In Folly will you still proceed,
And Wisdom never learn?
Can he be deaf who form'd the Ear,
Or blind who fram'd the Eye?
Shall Earth's great Judge not punish those,
Who his known Will defy?
4 He fathoms all the Thoughts of Men,
To him their Hearts lie bare;
His Eyes survey them all, and see
How vain their Counsels are.
Part II
5 Blest is the Man whom thou, O LORD,
In Kindness dost chastise;
And by thy sacred Rules to walk,
Most lovingly advise:
This Man shall Rest and Safety find.
In Seasons of Distress;
Whilst GOD prepares a Pit for those,
That stubbornly transgress.
6 For GOD will never from his Saints
His Favour wholly take;
His own Possession and his Lot,
He will not quite forsake:
The World shall then confess thee just,
On all that thou hast done;
And those that choose thy upright Ways,
Shall in those Paths go on.
7 Who will appear in my Behalf,
When wicked Men invade?
Or who, when Sinners would oppress,
My righteous Cause shall plead?
Long since had I in Silence slept,
But that the LORD was near,
To stay me when I slipt, when sad,
My troubled Heart to chear.
8 Wilt thou, who art a GOD most just,
Their sinful Throne sustain,
Who make the Law a fair Pretence
Their wicked Ends to gain?
Against the Lives of righteous Men,
They form their close Design;
And Blood of Innocence to spill,
In solemn League combine.
9 But my Defence is firmly plac'd
In GOD the LORD most high:
He is my Rock, to which I may
For Refuge always fly:
The LORD shall cause their ill Designs,
On their own Heads to fall:
He in their Sins shall cut them off,
Our GOD shall slay them all. Scripture: Psalm 94 Languages: English Tune Title: [Vengeance belongs to thee, O God]
Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD
With ever restless, and ungovern'd Rage
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government; Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 With ever restless, and ungover'd Rage,
Why are the Heathen ill Designs contriving?
Why thus in rash and vain Attempts engage,
Which they can ne'er complete, tho; boldly striving?
The earnly Kings, in council close combined,
Their utmost Pow'r, their various Forces bring;
In Union join'd, in compact all designed,
Against the LORD, and his anointed King.
2 "Must we submit," presumptuously they say,
"And yield, obedient, whilst they keep us under?
"No, let us cast their slavish Bands away.
"Shake off their Chains, and break their Cords asunder.'
But on his Throne the LORD in Glory seated,
Knows their Intent, and sees how they combine;
And while their bold Attempts are all defeated,
Laughs them to Scorn, and mocks their vain Design.
3 His waken'd Wrath shall shake his guilty Foes,
In great Displeasure he shall sore distress them;
And thus while yet they dare hi Will oppose,
The LORD himself in Thunder shall address them;
"Tho' madly thus you have my Pow'r disowned,
"Yet be assur'd, the King whom I ordain,
"On Sion’s holy Hill shall sit enthroned,
"And there securely shall for ever reign."
4 Let all attend and hear GOD's fixt Decree
On which he made to me this Declaration,
“Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee
"This Day, be Sov'regin LORD of ev'ry Nation;
“Ask, and receive, 'tis yielded to thy Pleasure;
"The Heathen thine Inheritance shall be;
"Lands far remote, whose Limits know no Measure,
"Shall be eternally posses'd by thee.
5 "Thy awful threatning Sceptte thou shalt shake
"O'er all the guilty Foes, and keep them under;
"Just as the massy Bars of Iron break
"The Potter’s weak and brittle Ware asunder."
Learn then, ye Princes, hear with due Attention,
And be ye wise, ye judges of the Earth;
His sacred Name with humble Rev'rence mention,
And joy before him with a godly Mirth.
6 Before the Son bow down with due Respect,
Strive to appease him by a low Submission,
Lest he in Wrath revenge the bold Neglect,
And doom you, helpless, to a swift Perdition.
If but in Part, his Anger be inflamed,
What Mortal can the fatal stroke withstand?
He soon shall see his daring Foes ashamed,
And crush'd at once by his Almighty Hand.
7 Then blest are they, who on our GOD rely,
With constant Hope on his strong Arm depending,
Who humbly strive to serve the LORD most high,
With grateful Hearts and Fervour never ending. Scripture: Psalm 2 Languages: English Tune Title: [With ever restless and ungoverned rage]
With ever restless, and ungovern'd Rage
Jacob's Prophecy of Shiloh
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXVIII (1792) Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Shiloh shall come, the prophet cries Lyrics: 1 Shiloh shall come—the Prophet cries,
As death illumes his closing eyes;
O'er people, kindreds, tongues he sways:
And Judah claims no more, the praise.
2 Thou long foretold—yet great unkonwn,
Shiloh! ascend salvation's throne.
Gath'rer of nations come, oh come!
Leader! Commander, guide us home!
3 Speak but the word, and light shall be;
That light of life which points to thee;
Where all thy works—ador'd I AM!
Shall glorify thy glorious name. Scripture: Genesis 49:10 Languages: English
Jacob's Prophecy of Shiloh
Against all those that strive with me
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Against all those that strive with me,
Assert my Right, and set me free!
Be thou, O LORD! my sure Protection,
And bring my Foes to thy Subjection.
Put on thy Buckler and thy Shield;
Stand up, O GOD, in my Defence;
Bring forth thy Spear, and to my Soul,
Say, "I am still thy Confidence."
2 Let them with sudden Shame be brought,
Who have my Soul's Destruction sought;
Let them who Mischief have devised,
Be with Confusion soon surprised:
Then shall they fly, dispers'd like Chaff
Before the furious driving Wind;
And from GOD's Minister of Wrath
They, no where, shall a Refuge find.
3 But when, his dreadful Rage to shun,
Thro' dark and slipp'ry Paths they run,
The Angel of the LORD pursuing,
Shall urge them on to speedy Ruin;
Since unprovok'd by any Wrong,
They laid for me their treach'rous Snare,
And, for my harmless Soul, a Pit,
Did without any Cause prepare.
4 Let them in Mischiefs be surpris'd,
Which for my Soul they had devis'd;
Their feet in their own Snares betrayed,
So shall their Treach'ry be repayed;
Whilst my glad Soul shall GOS's great Name,
For this his kind Deliv'rance bless;
And by His saving Health secur'd,
Her grateful Joy in Songs express.
Part II
5 My Bones shall say, from Anguish free,
"Oh LORD! who can compare with thee?
"Thou hast reliev'd the poor distressed,
"And all their heavy Wrongs redressed,"
"Who sett'st the poor and helpless Man
False Witnesses, with forg'd Complaints,
Against my Honour have combin'd;
And to my Charge unjustly laid.
Such Things as I had ne'er design'd.
6 For all the Good for them I wrought,
My Life they have with Malice sought;
My Soul to Danger still betraying,
My Kindnesses with Wrong repaying.
But as for me, when they were sick,
In Sack-cloth I sincerely mourn'd;
I pray'd and fasted, but my Pray'r
Again to my own Breast return'd.
7 Not to my Friends or Brethren dear,
Could I have shewn more tender Care;
Or for a Mother more deplored,
Whose Loss can never be restored.
How diff'rent did their Conduct prove,
To me in Times of deep Distress;
When they in Crouds together met,
And did their savage Joy express?
8 The Rabble too, in num'rous Throngs,
Came round, insulting me with Wrongs;
With Flatt'rers, busy Scoffers joined,
Against my Peace of Mind combined:
But, LORD, how long wilt thou look on?
Do thou on my Behalf appear!
And save my guiltless Soul, which they,
Like Beasts, would into Pieces tear.
Part III
9 So I, before the World will raise,
To thee, my GOD, loud Songs of Praise;
Thy Name in great Assemblies blessing,
My Thanks with humble Joy expressing:
LORD, suffer not my causeless Foes,
Who me do most unjustly hate;
With open Joy, or secret Signs,
To triumph in my sad Estate.
10 In framing Lies they never cease
With wicked Hearts averse to Peace;
Against the Just they have combined,
Who are to Quiet still inclined:
Nor with these private Arts content,
They vent their Spite aloud to all,
And say, "At last we have our Wish,
"With Pleasure we behold him fall."
11 But thou, O Lord, who dost survey,
Both them and me, keep not away;
But let thy Servant be defended,
And in his Innocence befriended:
LORD! as my Heart has upright been,
Let me thy Justice ever find;
Nor let my cruel Foes obtain
The Triumphs which they have design'd.
12 Oh let them not exulting say,
"At length he is become our Prey;
"Our fondest Wishes are compleated,
There - there he lies by us defeated."
Let such as in my Hurt rejoic'd,
With Shame confus'd, their Faces hide;
Dishonour be their Lot, who have
Themselves against me magnified.
13 Whilst constant Blessings shall attend,
On those who my just Cause befriend;
By them, O LORD, shalt thou be praised,
To thee shall all their Songs be raised:
So shall my Tongue thy Judgments sing,
Inspir'd with a grateful Joy;
And chearful Hymns in Praise of thee,
My GOD! shall all my Days employ. Scripture: Psalm 35 Languages: English Tune Title: [Against all those that strive with me]
Against all those that strive with me
At length, by certain proofs, 'tis plain
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 At length, by certain Proofs, 'tis plain
That GOD will to his Saints be kind;
That all whose Hearts are pure and clean,
Shall his protecting Favour find.
'Till this sustaining Truth I knew,
My stagg'ring Feet had almost fail'd;
I griev'd, the Sinner's Wealth to view,
And envy'd when the Fools prevail'd.
2 They to the Grave in Peace descend,
And, whilst they live, are hale and strong;
No Plague of Troubles them offend,
Which oft to other Men belong.
With Pride, as with a Chain, they're held,
And Rapine seems their Robe of State;
Their Eyes stand out, with Fatness swell'd;
They grow, beyond their Wishes, great.
3 With Hearts corrupt and lofty Talk,
Oppressive Methods they defend;
Their Tongue thro' all the Earth does walk,
Their Blasphemies to Heav'n ascend,
And yet admiring Crouds are found,
Who servile Visits duly make;
Because with Plenty they abound,
Of which their flatt'ring Slaves partake.
4 Their fond Opinion these pursue,
'Till they, with them, profanely cry
"How should the LORD our Actions view?
"Can He perceive, who dwells so high"?
Behold the Wicked, these are they,
Who openly their sins profess;
And yet their Wealth's encreas'd each Day,
And all their Actions meet Success.
5 "Then have I cleans'd my Heart, said I,
"And wash'd my Hands from Guilt in vain,
"If all the Day oppress'd I lie,
"And ev'ry Morning suffer Pain."
Thus did I once to speak intend,
But if such Things I rashly say,
Thy Children, LORD, I must offend,
And basely should their Cause betray.
Part II
6 To fathom this my Thoughts I bent;
But found the Case too hard for me,
'Till to the House of GOD I went,
Then I their End did plainly see.
How high soe'er advanc'd, they all
On slipp'ry Places loosely stand;
Thence into Ruin headlong fall,
Cast down by thy avenging Hand.
7 How dreadful and how quick their Fate!
Despis'd by thee, when they're destroy'd;
As waking Men, with Scorn do treat
The Fancies that their Dreams employ'd.
Thus was my Heart with Grief oppress'd,
My Reins were rack'd with restless Pains;
So stupid was I, like a Beast,
Who no reflecting Thought retains.
8 Yet still thy Presence me supply'd,
And thy Right-Hand Assistance gave;
Thou first shalt with thy Counsel guide
And then to Glory me receive.
Whom then in Heaven, but thee alone,
Have I, whose Favour I require?
Throughout the spacious Earth, there's none
That I besides thee can desire.
9 My trembling Flesh, and aching Heart,
May often fail to succour me;
But GOD shall inward Strength impart,
And my eternal Portion be.
For they that far from thee remove,
Shall into sudden Ruin fall,
If after other GODS they rove,
Thy Vengeance shall destroy them all.
10 But as for me, 'tis good and just,
That I should still to GOD repair;
In him I always put my Trust,
And will His wond'rous Works declare. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English Tune Title: [At length, by certain proffs, 'tis plain]
At length, by certain proofs, 'tis plain
Bless'd is he, who fears the LORD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Bless'd is he, who fears the LORD,
And does his Laws obye,
Great his Seed shall be on Earth,
His Race shall not decay.
Crown'd with Wealth his House shall be,
To Mercy still inclin'd;
Though in Trouble, he shall shine,
The Blessing of Mankind.
2 Ort he lendeth to the Poor,
His Words are always just;
And his Glory shall survive,
Though he should sleep in Dust.
Him ill Tidings shall not move,
Whose Heart on GOD relies;
But in Safety see the Fall
Of all his Enemies.
3 To the Needy he bestows,
And doth their Wants supply;
Thus his Righteousness shall last,
His Horn be rais'd on high.
This the Wicked shall behold,
And gnash their Teeth in Pain;
Whilst their Hopes but fruitless prove,
And all their Wishes vain. Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English Tune Title: [Bless'd is he, who fears the Lord]
Bless'd is he, who fears the LORD
Abel's Blood
Author: Watts Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Blood has a voice to pierce the skies Lyrics: 1 Blood has a voice to pierce the skies,
Revenge! the blood of Abel cries;
But the dear stream when Christ was slain,
Speaks peace as loud from ev'ry vein.
2 Pardon and peace from God on high;
Behold, he lays his vengeance by;
And rebels that deserved his sword,
Become the fav'rites of the Lord.
3 To Jesus let our praises rise,
Who gave his life a sacrifice:
Now he appears before his God,
And for our pardon, pleads his blood. Scripture: Genesis 4:10 Languages: English
Abel's Blood
Deliver me, O LORD, my GOD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LIX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Deliver me, O LORD. my GOD,
From all my cruel spiteful Foes;
In my Defence exert thy Pow'r,
To quell their Rage who me oppose:
Preserve me from a wicked Race,
Who make a Trade of doing Ill;
Protect me from remorseless Men,
Who daily seek my Blood to spill.
2 They lie in wait, and mighty Pow'rs
Against my harmless Life combine,
Implacable; yet LORD, Thou know'st,
'Tis done for no Offence of mine.
In Haste they run about, and watch,
IN Snares my guiltless Life to take;
Look down, O LORD, on my Distress,
And to my speedy Help awake!
3 Thou LORD of Hosts, and Israel's GOD,
Their Heathen Rage at once suppress;
Relentless Vengeance take on those,
Who still most stubbornly transgress.
At Evening, to beset my House,
Like hungry growling Dogs they meet,
While others thro' the City range,
And lawless ransack ev'ry Street.
4 Their Throats envenom'd Slander breathe;
Their Tongues are keen like sharpen'd Swords;
"Who hears, (say they) or hearing, dares
"Reprove or check our lawless Words?"
But from thy awful Throne O LORD,
Thou shalt their baffled Plots deride,
And soon to Scorn and Shame expose,
Their so much boasted heathen Pride.
5 On thee I wait; 'tis on thy Strength,
For timely Succour I depend:
'Tis thou, O GOD, art my Defence,
For thou alone canst me defend.
Thy Mercy, LORD, which has so oft,
From threat'ning Dangers set me free,
Shall crown my Wishes, and at last
Subdue my haughty Foes to me.
Part II
6 Destroy them not, O LORD, at once,
Restrain a while thy vengeful Blow;
Lest we ungratefully, too soon
Forget their sudden Overthrow.
Disperse them thro' the Nations round,
O GOD, by thy avenging Pow'r!
Do thou bring down their haughty Pride,
For thou art still our Shield and Tow'r.
7 Now in the Height of all their Hopes,
Their growing Arrogance chastise,
Whose Tongues have sinn'd without Restraint,
And join'd to bitter Curses Lies:
Nor shalt thou, whilst their Race endures,
Thy righteous Anger, LORD, suppress,
That distant Lands, by their just Doom,
May Israel's powerful GOD confess.
8 At Evening let them still persist,
Like hungry growling Dogs to meet;
Still wander all the City round,
And lawless traverse every Street:
Then, as for Malice now they do,
For pinching Hunger let them stray,
And yell their vain Complaints aloud,
Defeated of their wish'd-for Prey.
9 Whilst early I thy Mercy sing,
And thy amazing Pow'r confess:
For Thou hast been my sure Defence,
My only Refuge in Distress.
To thee, with never ceasing Praise,
O GOD, my Strength! I'll loudly sing:
Thou art my GOD, my Rock, from whence
My Health, my Life, ny Safety spring. Scripture: Psalm 59 Languages: English Tune Title: [Deliver me, O Lord, my God]
Deliver me, O LORD, my GOD
Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth,
And listen when to thee I pray;
Nor from thy humble Suppliant turn,
Thy glorious Face, O LORD, away;
Do thou bow down thy gracious Ear,
Whilst I my mournful Case declare.
2 Hark, how the Foe insults aloud,
And how my fierce Oppressors rage;
Whose sland'ring Tongues against my Fame,
With growing Malice still engage.
My Soul's with trembling Fears distress'd,
My Heart with Horror quite oppress'd.
3 How often wish I then, that I
The Dove's swift soaring Wings could get;
That I might take my speedy Flight,
And find out some secure Retreat:
Then would I through wild Desarts stray,
'Till this fierce Storm had pass'd away.
4 Destroy, O LORD, their ill Designs,
Do thou their Counsels soon divide;
For through the City my griev'd Eyes,
Have nought but Strife and Rapine spy'd:
Within her Walls they walk their round,
Where Grief and Mischief still is found.
5 Whoe'er through every Part shall roam,
Shall ever fresh Disorders meet;
Deceit and Guile their constant Posts,
Have still maintain'd in ev'ry Street:
Daily their wicked Plots encrease,
Their treach'rous Actions never cease.
6 'Twas not my open Foe profess'd
Who these severe Reflections made;
For then I could with Ease have borne,
The many bitter Things he said:
And when he did against me rise,
Have hid from his malicious Eyes.
7 But 'twas ev'n thou, my Guide my Friend,
Whom tend'rest Love to me did join;
Whose sweet Advice I valued most,
Whose Pray'rs were always mix'd with mine:
Ev'n thou, whose Converse I approv'd,
My Bosom Friend, whom most I lov'd.
8 Sure Vengeance, equal to their Crimes,
Such faithless Traitors must surprise;
And sudden Death requite those Ills,
Which they with wickedly Hearts devise:
But GOD shall in my Aid appear,
And Night and Day my Voice shall hear.
9 GOD has releas'd my Soul from those,
That did against my Life contend;
And made a num'rous Host of Friends,
At length my righteous Cause defend:
The LORD my mournful Voice shall hear,
And punish those who know no Fear.
10 Whom can I trust, if faithless Men,
With secret Treachery devise
To ruin me, their peaceful Friend,
And basely break the strongest Ties:
21 Tho' soft and melting are their Words,
Their Hearts with War and Strife abound,
Their Words though smooth like Daggers wound.
and yet like Swords they wound.
11 Do thou, my Soul, on GOD depend,
And he shall thy Life sustain;
He aids the Just, whom to supplant,
The Wicked ever strive in vain:
My Foes shall all untimely die;
Whilst I for Health on GOD rely. Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English Tune Title: [Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth]
Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth
Isaac, at Peace with Philistia
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXVII (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: God hath given to Isaac room Lyrics: 1 God hath givn' to Isaac room—
See Philistines friendly come;
Hark! they hail one common Lord;
One by him, by them ador'd.
2 Strife, contention, hatred ends;
Met in peace, they dwell as friends;
Mutual oath, confirm'd above,
Jesu and Gentile binds in love.
3 Lord! complete this type of thee,
Bid all nations bend the knee;
Blessed in th'eternal Son,
Bring the wond'rers home, as one.
4 Give them peace, the peace of God;
Peace in heaven by Jesus' blood;
Thou the truth, the life, the way,
Peace, good will to all display.
Scripture: Genesis 26:30 Languages: English
Isaac, at Peace with Philistia
Abraham's Rejoicing
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXVI (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: "God will provide,," the Patriarch said Lyrics: 1 "God will provide," the Patriarch said,
And faith gives ev'ry doubt away;
Fearless he climbs Moriah's mound,
And sees afar Christ Jesus' day:
2 Yes! God provides, and God accepts
His sacrifice, and his alone:
No blood of beasts, not Abraham's son,
Nor ought, save Christ, can e'er atone.
3 Ten thousand blessings crown the Lamb,
The Lamb of God that once was slain:
Behold he lives, he intercedes,
And ransom'd nations shout Amen.
Scripture: Genesis 22:8 Languages: English
Abraham's Rejoicing
GOD's Temple crowns the holy Mount
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXVII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of the Calling of the Gentiles Lyrics: 1 GOD's Temple crowns the holy Mount,
The LORD there condescends to dwell;
His Sion's Gates, in his Account,
Our Israel's fairest Tents excell.
Fame, glorious Things of thee shall sing,
O City of th' Almighty King!
2 I'll mention Rahab with due Praise,
In Babylon's Applauses join,
The Fame of Ethiopia raise,
With that of Tyre and Palestine;
And grant that some, amongst them born,
Their Age and Country did adorn.
3 But still of Sion I'll aver,
That many such from her proceed;
Th' Almighty shall establish her;
His gen'ral Lift shall shew when read,
That such a person there was born,
And such did such an Age adorn.
7 He'll Sion find with Numbers fill'd
Of such as merit high Renown,
For Hand and Voice Musicians skill'd,
And (her transcending Fames to crown)
Of such she shall Successions bring,
Like Waters from a living Spring. Scripture: Psalm 87 Languages: English Tune Title: [God's Temple crowns the holy Mount]
GOD's Temple crowns the holy Mount
He's bless'd whose tender Care
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Judas, the Traitor Lyrics: 1 He's bless'd whose tender Care,
Relieves the Poor distress'd,
When Troubles gather round,
The LORD shall give him Rest;
His Life with Blessings crown'd,
The LORD shall sure prolong;
And check the Will of those,
Who seek to do him Wrong.
2 If he, in low Estate,
Oppress'd with Sickness lie,
The LORD will Comfort send,
And inward Strength supply;
Secure of this, to GOD,
I thus my Pray'r address'd,
"LORD, heal my wounded Soul,
"For I have much trasgress'd!"
3 My Foes, with sland'ring Words,
Attempt to wound my Fame;
"When shall he die," say they,
"And Men forget his Name?"
Suppose they Visits make,
'Tis all but empty Show;
They gather Mischief then,
And vent it when they go.
4 With Whispers, such as these,
To hurt me they devise,
"His Doom a length is come,
"He's fall'n, no more to rise."
My own familiar Friend,
On whom I most rely'd,
Has me, whose Guest he was,
With open Scorn defy'd.
5 But thou, my wretched State,
In Mercy, LORD, regard,
And raise me up, that they
May meet their just Reward.
Thou suffer'st not my Foes,
To triumph in my Fall.
Therefore I know thine Ear,
Is open when I call.
6 My Life thou dost secure,
From Danger and Disgrace;
And thou shalt set me still,
Before thy glorious Face:
Let therefore Israel's LORD
From Ages to Age be blest,
And all the People's Joy
With loud Amen's exprest Scripture: Psalm 41 Languages: English Tune Title: [He's bless'd whose tender care]
He's bless'd whose tender Care
Hold not thy Peace O LORD, our GOD!
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Hold not thy Peace, O LORD, our GOD!
Do thou no longer silent be;
Nor with consenting quiet Looks
Our dreadful Ruin calmly see.
For lo! the Tumults of thy Foes
P'er all the Land begin to spread;
And those who hate thy Saints and thee,
Lift up with Joy their threat'ning Head.
2 Against thy zealous People LORD!
They all, with Treachery, combine;
And to destroy thy chosen Race
In secret lay, their close Design.
"Come let us cut them off, they say,
"Let us their Nation quite deface;
"That no Remembrance, may henceforth
"Remain of Isr'el's hated Race."
3 Against thee, and thy Peoples Peace,
Thus they consult with one Consent,
And different Nations jointly leagu'd,
Their common Spite and Malice vent.
The Ishmaelites that dwell in Tents,
With warlike Edom's Forces join'd,
And Moab's Sons, our Ruin seek
With Hagar's num'rous Race combin'd.
4 Proud Ammon's Offspring, Gebal too
With daring Amalek conspire:
The LORDs of Palestine, and all
The haughty Sons of wealthy Tyre.
All those for their secure Ally,
The strong Assyrian King have got;
Who with a powerful Army, means
To aid th'incestuous Race of Lot.
Part II
9 But let such Vengeance come to them,
As once to wicked Midian came,
To Jabin and proud Sisera,
At bloody Kishon's fatal Stream:
When thy Right-Hand their num'rous Host,
Near Endor, did with Fear confound,
And left their mangled Carcasses,
Like Dung, to feed the hungry Ground.
6 Let all their mighty Men the Fate
Of hapless Zeb and Oreb share;
Of Zeba and Samana, so
Let all their boasting Princes fare;
Who with the same Design inspir'd,
Thus with a vain Assurance spake,
"In firm Possession, for ourselves,
"Let us by Force GOD's Houses take."
7 To Ruin let them hasten on,
Like Wheels which downward swiftly move;
Or, like the Chaff, before the Wind,
Let all their scatter'd Forces prove:
As Flames consume the Wood, or Heath
That on the parched Mountains grows;
So let thy fierce devouring Wrath,
With Terror strike thy haughty Foes.
8 LORD, shroud their Faces with Disgrace,
And make them own thy glorious Name,
Or else confound those harden'd Hearts,
Which, gentler Means will not reclaim.
So shall the World, with one Consent
Confess that thou, whose Name alone,
Jehovah is, o'er all the Earth,
Hast rais'd thy just and lofty Throne. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English Tune Title: [Hold not thy Peace, O Lord, our God]
Hold not thy Peace O LORD, our GOD!
How blest is he who ne'er consents to walk
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 How blest is he, who ne'er consents to walk
By ill Advice nor dares to stand and talk
In Sinners' Way, their Vice and Cause maintaining
Nor sits with Scorners, Things divine profaning:
But in GOD's sacred Law takes great Delight,
Still reads by Day and meditates by Night.
2 Like some fair Tree, fix'd by the River's Side,
Which bends with Fruit, and spreads its Foliage wide;
So shall he flourish, Heav'n his Cause defending,
And sweet Success his good Designs attending:
In vain the Tempest strives to shake his Leaf,
The Son of Joy breaks thro' the clouds of Grief.
3 Not to the Wicked; they no Root shall find,
But fly like Chaff before the rapid Wind.
The Lord hath not their evil Ways approved,
Their Race shall therefore from the Earth be moved.
They shall not stand in GOD's most holy Sight,
Who only loves the Man that seeketh Right.
4 When GOD with Glory shall in Judgment come,
A conscious Guilt shall strike the Sinner dumb;
Nor to the Wicked will he grant a Station,
Among the pure and righteous Congregation:
The Ways of Justice, thus, to Bliss shall tend,
Whilst Sinners' Paths must in their Ruin end. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English Tune Title: [How blest is he, who ne'er consents to walk]
How blest is he who ne'er consents to walk
How good and pleasant must it be
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 How good and pleasant must it be
To thank the LORD most high;
And with repeated Hymns of Praise,
His Name to magnify:
With ev'ry Morning's early Dawn,
His Goodness to relate;
And of his constant Truth, each Night
The glad Effects repeat.
2 To ten string'd Instruments we'll sing,
With tuneful Psalt'ries join'd,
And to the Harp, with solemn Sounds,
For sacred Use design'd:
For through thy wond'rous Works, O Lord,
Thou mak'st my Heart rejoice;
The Thoughts of them shall make me glad,
And shout with chearful Voice.
3 How wond'rous are thy Works, O LORD!
How deep are thy Decrees!
Whose winding Tracks, in Cecret laid,
No stupid Sinner sees:
He little thinks, when wicked Men,
Like Grass, look fresh and gay;
How soon their short liv'd Splendor must,
For ever pass away.
4 But thou, my GOD, art still most high;
And all thy lofty Foes,
Who thought they might securely sin,
Shall be o'erwhelm'd with Woes:
Whilst thou exalt'st my Sov'reign Pow'r,
And mak'st it largely spread;
And with refreshing Oil anoint'st
My consecrated Head.
5 I soon shall see my stubborn Foes
To utter Ruin brought;
And hear the dismal End of those
Who have against me fought:
But righteous Men, like fruitful Palms,
Shall make a glorious Show;
As Cedars that on Lebanon
In stately Order grow.
6 These planted in the House of GOD,
Within his Courts shall thrive;
Their Vigour and their Lustre both
Shall in old Age revive.
Thus will the LORD his Justice shew;
And GOD, my strong Defence,
Shall due Rewards to all the World
Impartially dispense. Scripture: Psalm 92 Languages: English Tune Title: [How good and pleasant must it be]
How good and pleasant must it be
I waited meekly for the Lord
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XL (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Sacrifice Lyrics: 1 I waited meekly for the LORD,
Who heard my mournful Cry,
And gave a kind Reply;
His Help he did to me afford,
And to my humble Pray'r,
Inclin'd a gracious Ear.
2 He took me from the dismal Pit,
When founder'd deep in Clay,
Nor suffer'd me to stray;
On solid Ground He plac'e my Feet,
Where I secure reamin'd,
By his strong Arm sustain'd.
3 The Wonders he for me has wrought,
Shall fill my Mouth with Praise,
And other's Hopes shall raise;
Who to his holy Worship brought,
Shall in his House attend,
And on the LORD depend.
4 For Blessings shall that Man reward,
Who on our GOD relies;
The Hypocrite's Disguise,
He treats with Scorn and Disregard,
And hates the treach'rous Mind,
To Falshodd e'er inclin'd.
5 The Wonders thou for us hast wrought,
O LORD! who can recount?
Thy Mercies do surmount
The Pow'r of Numbers, Speech and Thought:
The sweet Effects we prove,
Of thy continual Love
6 I've learn'd that Sacrifice alone,
LORD, thou hast not desir'd;
Nor Blood of Beasts requir'd,
For Man's Transgression to atone:
That Off'rings are but vain,
Thy Pardon to obtain.
7 I therefor come--come to fulfil,
Whate'er thy Books impart;
Thy Law's within my Heart,
'Tis my Delight to do thy Will;
Now will I e'er withstand,
O LORD, thy just Command.
Part II
8 In full Assemblies I have told,
Thy Righteousness at large;
Whate'er you gav'st in Charge,
My Lips thou know'st did not with-hold:
But preach'd thy saving Grace,
That all might Truth embrace.
9 That Love to others I declar'd
O LORD, extend to me;
May'st thou my Safeguard be,
And make thy Mercy my Reward;
For I am sore distress'd,
With Loads of Guilt oppress'd,
10 My Sins exceed in their Amount,
The Hairs upon my Head;
My Soul is fill'd with Dread,
My vanquish'd Courage they surmount;
So great the Troubles are,
Which drive me to Despair.
11 But, LORD! to my Relief draw near,
For never was more Need;
Oh hasten thou with Speed,
And in my injur'd Cause appear!
To my Deliv'rance come,
And change my threaten'd Doom.
12 Confusion on their Heads return,
Who for my Soul combine;
Ensnar'd in their Design,
Let them, defeated, blush and mourn,
To find their Feet betray'd,
In Plots themselves had laid.
14 Their Doom let Desolation be;
Their Malice, LORD< requite,
Who, urg'd by wicked Spite,
Still mock'd by Confidence in thee;
And did with Scorn express,
Their Joy at my Distress.
15 While those, who humbly seek thy Face,
To Triumphs shall be rais'd;
And say, "The LORD be prais'd!
All those who prize thy saving Grace,
Thy Goodness shall resound,
To all the Nations round.
16 Of m,e th' Almighty LORD takes Care,
Although he knows I'm poor:
Thou, GOD, that can'st restore,
To my Relief with Speed repair;
For thou art still my Friend,
On whom I will depend. Scripture: Psalm 40 Languages: English Tune Title: [I waited meekly for the Lord]
I waited meekly for the Lord
In thee I put my steadfast trust
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 In thee I put my stedfast Trust,
LORD, let me not be put to Shame;
Incline thine Ear, and save my Soul,
For great and righteous is thy Name:
To thee, for Help I will resort,
For thou art still my Rock and Fort.
2 From cruel and ungodly Men,
Protect my Soul and set me free;
For thou my early Youth till now,
My constant Hope hath been in thee:
Thy Care did safely guard my infant Days,
And brought me forth to sing thy Praise.
3 While some on me with Wonder gaze,
Thy Hand unseen supports me still;
Thy Honour therefore, and thy Praise,
My Mouth with grateful Joy shall fill:
Then cast me not, O LORD, away,
Tho' Strength and Vigour should decay.
4 My Foes against my Fame, and me,
With never ceasing Malice speak;
Against my Soul they lay their Snares,
And mutual Council daily take:
"On GOD, say they, he did rely;
'Now take him whilst no Help is nigh."
5 But thou, my GOD, withdraw not far,
On thee for speedy Help I call;
To Shame and Ruin bring my Foes,
Who seek with Craft to work my Fall:
And I, who still on thee depend,
My Time to come in Praise will spend:
Part II
6 Thy righteous Acts and saving Health,
My Mouth shall evermore declare;
Unable yet to sum them all,
Tho' counted o'er with utmost Care:
LORD, in thy Strength I will go on,
And trust thy Righteousness alone.
7 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my Youth,
To bless and praise thy glorious Name;
And ever since thy wond'rous Works
Have been with Joy my constant Theme.
On them I will with Pleasure dwell,
And to the world thy Goodness tell.
8 Then now forsake me not, when I
With Age am grey and feeble grown;
'Till I to these and future Times,
Thy Strength and mighty Pow'r have shown,
For I thy Mercy will proclaim,
And spread abroad thy glorious Name.
9 How high thy Justice soars, O GOD!
How very great and wond'rous are
The mighty Works which Thou hast done?
O LORD! who can with Thee compare?
Altho' thy Hand hath me oppress'd,
Yet shall my Woes be all redress'd.
10 Thro' thee, my Time to come, shall be
With growing Pow'r and Greatness crown'd;
And me who dismal Years have past,
Thy lasting comforts shall surround:
Therefore my Harp and Voice I'll raise,
To Jacob's GOD, in Songs of Praise.
11 Then grateful Joy shall fill my Mouth
And chearful Hymns employ my Voice;
My thankful Soul, by thee redeem'd,
Shall in thy Strength and Pow'r rejoice;
My tongue thy Justice shall proclaim,
Because thou brought'st my Foes to Shame, Scripture: Psalm 71 Languages: English Tune Title: [In thee I put my stedfast trust]
In thee I put my steadfast trust
In thee, O LORD, my Hope I place
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #VII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 In thee, O LORD! my Hope I place,
Let not thy Servant meet Disgrace;
From him who would my Ruin see,
Do thou, my GOD, deliver me:
2 Lest like a Lion he devour
My helpless Soul, with savage Pow'r,
And plunge me into black Despair,
If no Deliv'rer should appear.
3 LORD, if to Malice I incline,
Or do against his Peace design;
If I have e'er promoted Strive,
Or practis'd aught aganist his Life;
4 Nay, if I have not oft restor'd
My Foe, when he my Help implor'd,
And spar'd his Life, and set him free,
Ev'n tho' he persecuted me:
5 Then let mine Enemy pursue,
And by his Strength my Life subdue;
My soul to him become a Prey,
And in the Dust mine Honour lay.
6 Arise, O LORD, thine Anger shew;
Thy Vengeance turn against my Foe:
In my Defence do thou engage,
And punish with insulting Rage.
7 So, Crowds thy Goodness shall adore,
And in Distress thy Aid implore:
Then for their Sakes, do thou, O LORD!
Resume thy Seat, and Help afford.
8 Thou who dost Justice still observe,
According as I do deserve,
So let thy righteous Sentence be;
For I my Cause resign to thee.
9 Do thou root out and undermine
All those, who wicked Arts design;
But let the Just be ne'er o'erthrown;
Thou GOD< to whom all Hearts are known.
10 In his Protection I confide,
Who is my Safety and my Guide;
The LORD not only takes my Part,
But their's who have an upright Heart.
11 He daily lays up Wrath for those
Who boldly dare his Pow'r oppose;
Fro he's a righteous Judge, and will
Severely punish ev'ry Ill.
12 He whets his Sword,, if they persist,
Oh! who can his strong Arm resist?
For them his Bow is raady bent,
And charg'd with Death his Shafts are sent.
13 My Foe doth secret Plots prepare,
And would my harmless Life ensnare;
His base Intentions prove to be
Falshood, Deceit and Treachery.
14 But all his Arts are try'd in vain;
For he shall ne'er his Purpose gain:
The Pit which he design'd for me,
Shall sure his own Destruction be.
15 On his own Head his Spite returns;
His Heart with constant Malice burns,
To find himself within that Snare,
Which for my Soul he did prepare.
16 Therefore to GOD I'll offer Praise,
And still pursue his righteous Ways;
His Providence I will proclaim,
And celebrate his holy Name. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English Tune Title: [In thee, O Lord, my hope I place]
In thee, O LORD, my Hope I place
In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r,
Thou boast'st thyself in Ill;
Since GOD, who is my Strength and Tow'r,
Vouchsafes his Favour still:
Secur'd by his Almighty Hand,
Your Malice I withstand.
2 Thy Tonge to Mischief still inclin'd,
Doth sland'rous Tales devise;
Thy Heart in malice hath design'd,
To wound with treach'rous Lies;
Thy Thoughts thou dost in Schemes employ,
The Righteous to destroy.
3 Thy Tongue delights in Words, whereby
The Guiltless are oppress'd;
But GOD shall all thy Pow'r defy,
And thou shalt be suppress'd;
The LORD shall not permit thy Stay,
But snatch thee soon away.
4 The Just, who wait with pious Fear
Thy sudden Fall to see;
At last shall find thee quite o'erthrown,
And from thy Ruin flee;
They at the Downfal of thy Pride,
Shall thus thy Joy deride:
5 "See there the Man who GOD defy'd;
"Despis'd his Holy Will,
"And on his Wealth and Art rely'd,
"To be protected still:
"His Pride, which more and more did grow,
"Is now at last brought low."
6 But I am like those Olive Plants,
Which shade GOD's Temple round;
And hope with his refreshing Grace,
To be for ever crown'd:
In his Indulgence I'll rejoice,
And shout with chearful Voice.
7 So shalt thou still, O GOD, be prais'd,
For all thy wond'rous Love,
And thy great Name in Anthems rais'd,
For this thy Saints approve:
While on thy Word I rest secure,
Which stands forever sure. Scripture: Psalm 52 Languages: English Tune Title: [In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r]
In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r
Melchizedek a Type of Christ
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXX (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: King of Salem, bless my soul Lyrics: 1 King of Salem, bless my soul,
Make a wounded sinner whole1
King of righteousness and peace,
Let not thy sweet visits cease!
2 Come! refresh this soul of mine
With thy sacred bread and wine!
All thy love to me unfold,
Half of which can not be told.
3 Hail, Melchizedek divine!
Great high priest, thou shalt be mine;
All my pow'rs before thee fall,
Take not tithe, but take them all! Scripture: Psalm 110:4 Languages: English
Melchizedek a Type of Christ
Let David, LORD, for evermore
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXXII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government Lyrics: 1 Let David, LORD, for evermore
A Place in thy Remembrance find;
Let all the Sorrows he endur'd,
Be ever present in thy Mind.
2 Remember what a solemn Oath
To thee, his LORD supreme, he swore;
How to the mighty GOD he vow'd,
The GOD, whom Jacob's Sons adore.
3 I will not go into my House;
I will not to my Bed ascend;
No soft Repose shall close my Eyes,
No Sleep my drowsy Eye-Lids bend;
4 'Till for the LORD's design'd Abode
I mark the destin'd Ground;
'Till I a decent Place of Rest
For Jacob's GOD have found.
5 Th'appointed Place with Shouts of Joy,
At Euphrata at length we found;
And made the Wood and neighb'ring Fields
Our Songs of Triumph loud resound.
6 Oh! with due Rev'rence, let us then
To his most bless'd Abode repair;
And prostrate at his Footstool fall,
and offer up our humble Pray'r.
7 Arise, O mighty LORD, and now
Possess thy sacred Place of Rest;
Be that not only with thy Ark,
But with thy constant Presence bless'd.
8 Clothe thou thy Priests with Righteousness,
And make thy happy Saints rejoice;
And for thy Servant David's sake,
Attend to thine Anointed's Voice.
9 GOD sware to David in his Truth,
Nor shall his solemn Oath be vain,
One of thy Offspring, after thee,
Upon thy righteous Throne shall reign.
10 And if thy Seed my Cov'nant keep,
And to my holy Laws submit,
Their Children too upon thy Throne
In Safety shall for ever sit.
11 For Sion does, in GOD's Esteem,
All other happy Seats excell;
His Place of everlasting Rest,
The Place where he delights to dwell.
12 Her Store, says he, I will increase,
Her Poor I will with Plenty bless;
Her Saints shall shout aloud for Joy,
Her Priests my saving Health confess.
13 'Tis there that David's Pow'r shall long
Remain, in his successive Line;
And my anointed Servant there,
Shall with perpetual Glory shine.
14 The Faces of his vanquish'd Foes,
Shame and Confusion shall o'erspread;
Whilst, with confirm'd Success, his Crown
Shall flourish on his Royal Head. Scripture: Psalm 132 Languages: English Tune Title: [Let David, Lord, for evermore]
Let David, LORD, for evermore
Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXVIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Ascension Lyrics: 1 Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise,
And scatter his presumptuous Foes;
Let shameful Rout their Host surprise,
Who spitefully his Pow'r oppose.
2 As Smoke in Tempests Rage is lost,
Or Wax into the Furnace cast;
So let their sacrilegious Host,
Before his wrathful Presence waste.
3 But let the Servants of his Will
His Favour's gentle Beams enjoy;
Their upright Hearts let Gladness fill,
And chearful Songs their Tongues employ.
4 To him your Voice in Anthems raise;
JEHOVAH's awful Name he bears:
In him rejoice, extol his Praise,
Who rides upon high-rolling Spheres.
5 Him, from his Empire of the Skies,
To this low World Compassion draws,
The Orphan's Claim to patronize,
And judge the injur'd Widow's Cause.
6 'Tis GOD, who from a foreign Soil,
Restores poor Exiles to their Home;
Makes Captives free; and fruitless Toil,
Their proud Oppressors righteous Doom.
7 'Twas so of old, when thou didst lead
In Person, LORD, our Armies forth;
Strange Terrors thro' the Desart spread,
Convulsions shook th'astonish'd Earth.
8 The breaking Clouds did Rain distil,
And Heav'n's high Arches shook with Fear,
How then should Sinai's humble Hill,
Of Israel's GOD, the Presence bear?
9 Thy Hand, at famish'd Earth's Complaint,
Reliev'd her from celestial Stores;
And, when thy Heritage was faint,
Assuag'd the Drought with plenteous Show'rs.
10 Where Savages had rag'd before,
At Ease thou mad'st our Tribes reside,
And in the Desert, for the Poor
Thy gen'rous Bounty did provide.
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11 Thou gav'st the Word, we sallied forth,
And in that pow'rful Word o'ercame;
Whilst Virgin-troops, with Songs of Mirth,
In State our Conquests did proclaim.
12 Vast Armies, by such Gen'rals led,
As yet had ne'er receiv'd a Foil,
Forsook their Camp with sudden Dread,
And to our Women left the Spoil.
13 Tho' Egypt's Drudges you have been,
Your Army's Wings shall shine as bright
As Doves in golden Sunshine seen,
Or silver'd o'er with paler Light.
14 'Twas so, when GOD's almighty Hand
O'er scatter'd Kings the Conquest won;
Our Troops, drawn up on Jordan's Strand,
High Salmon's glitt'ring Snow outshone.
15 From thence to Jordan's farther Coast,
And Bashan's Hill, we did advance:
No more her Height shall Bashan boast,
But that she's GOD's Inheritance.
16 But wherefore (tho' the Honour's great)
Should this, O Mountain, swell your Pride?
For Sion is his chosen Seat,
Where he forever will reside.
17 His Chariot's numberless; his Pow'rs
Are heav'nly Hosts, that wait His Will;
His Presence now fills Sion's Tow'rs,
As once it honour'd Sinai's Hill.
18 Ascending high, in Triumph, thou
Captivity hast Captive led;
And on thy People didst bestow
The Spoil of Armies, once their Dread.
19 Ev'n Rebels shall partake thy Grace,
And humble Proselytes repair,
To worship at thy Dwelling Place,
And all the World pay Homage there.
20 For Benefits each Day bestow'd,
Be daily his great Name ador'd;
Who is our Saviour, and our GOD,
Of Life and Death the Sov'reign LORD.
21 But Justice for His harden'd Foes,
Proportion'd Vengeance hath decreed,
To wound the hoary Head of those,
Who in presumptuous Crimes proceed.
22 The LORD hath thus in Thunder spoke,
"As I subdu'd prous Bashan's King,
"Once more I'll break my People's Yoke,
"And from the Deep my Servants bring:
23 "Their Feet shall with a crimson Flood
"Of slaughter'd Foes be cover'd o'er;
"Nor Earth receive such impious Blood,
"But leave for Dogs th' unhallow'd Gore."
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24 When, marching to thy blest Abode,
The wond'rous Multitude survey'd
The pompous State of Thee, O GOD,
In Robes of Majesty array'd.
25 Sweet-singing Levites led the Van,
Loud Instruments brought up the Rear,
Between both Troops, a Virgin Train
With Voice and Timbrel charm'd the Ear.
26 This was the Burden of their Song,
"In full Assemblies bless the LORD,
"All who to Israel's Tribes belong,
"The GOD of Israel's Praise record."
27 Nor little Benjamin alone
From neighb'ring Bounds did there attend,
Nor only Judah's nearer Throne,
Her Counsellors in State did send.
28 But Zebulon's remoter Seat,
And Napthli's more distant Coast,
(The grand Procession to complete)
Sent up their Tribes, a princely Host.
29 Thus GOD, to Strength and Union brought
Our Tribes, at Strife till that blest Hour:
This Work, which Thou, O GOD, hast wrought,
Confirm with fresh Recruits of Pow'r.
30 To visit Salem, LORD, descend
And Sion, thy terrestrial Throne;
Where Kings with Presents shall attend,
And Thee with offer'd Crowns attone.
31 Break down the Spear-Mens Ranks, who threat
Like pamper'd Herds of savage Might,
Their silver-armour'd Chiefs defeat,
Who in destructive War delight.
32 Egypt shall then to GOD stretch forth
Her Hands, and Afric Homage bring:
32 The scatter'd Kingdoms of the Earth,
Their common Sov'reigns Praises sing;
33 Who, mounted on the loftiest Sphere
Of antient Heav'n, sublimely rides;
From whence his dreadful Voice we hear,
Like that of warring Winds and Tides.
34 Ascribe the Pow'r to GOD most high;
Of humble Israel he takes Care;
Whose Strength, from out the dusky Sky,
Darts shining Terrors thro' the Air.
35 How dreadful are the sacred Courts,
Where GOD has fix'd his earthly Throne!
His Strength his feeble Saints supports:
Praise ye the LORD, our GOD alone. Scripture: Psalm 68 Languages: English Tune Title: [Let God, the God of Battle, rise]
Let GOD, the GOD of Battle, rise
Noah; or, the Covenant of the Bow
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXXI (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Let nations who tremble in fear of a flood Lyrics: 1 Let nations who tremble in fear of a flood,
Look up to the cloud, see the bow of their God,
And resting in peace, on the promise divine,
Remember 'twas made, for the ages of time:
2 Then Jesus the Saviour, translating the bow,
From thence to his head, and descending below,
Shall finish the myst'ry, that mercy began,
Blest fulness of grace and salvation for man.
3 Hail Alpha, Omega, the first and the last!
Thy purposes future, the present, and past,
All centre in one—'tis thy crown on the throne,
That the kingdoms of earth, become, Lord, thy own.
4 Oh Jesus, Imman'el, the rainbow display!
Thy arch as the Master, mid mansions of day,
Extend from the east, to the night of the west,
And closing of time, give thy labourers rest. Scripture: Genesis 9:13 Languages: English
Noah; or, the Covenant of the Bow
Praise
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXXII (1792) Meter: Irregular Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Living spirits flames of fire Lyrics: 1 Living spirits! flames of fire!
Leader of th' immortal choir,
Fill the heav'n of heav'ns above,
Full of praise, as full of love.
2 Ancients! Elders! cry aloud,
Worthy thou the Saviour God,
Thrones, dominions,Angels join!
Glory, glory, Lord be thine.
3 Church first born! first fruits! proclaim
Honour to Emman'el's name,
Nations! kindreds! countless tongues!
Offer Christ your nobles songs.
4 Holy, holy, holy cry;
Heav'n and earth and sea reply,
Trump of God! repeat the strain,
God with us! pronounce Amen.
Scripture: Psalm 145:2 Languages: English
Praise
LORD, hear my Pray'r, and to my Cry
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 LORD, hear my Pray'r, and to my Cry
Thy wonted Audience lend;
In thy accustom'd Faith and Truth,
A gracious Answer send,
Nor to thy Justice bring
Thy servant strictly to be try'd;
For no frail mortal Man
Can in thy Sight be justify'd,
2 The spiteful Foe pursues my Life,
Whose Comforts all are fled;
He drives me into Caves as dark
As Mansions of the Dead.
My Spirit is o'erwhelm'd,
And therefore sinks within my Breast;
My Heart grows desolate,
With heavy Woes too much oppress'd.
3 I call to mind the Days of old,
And Wonders thou hast wrought,
My former Dangers and Escapes
Employ my musing Thought.
To thee my in humble Pray'r,
My Hands I fervently stretch out;
My Soul for Comfort thirsts,
Like Land oppress'd with constant Drought.
4 Hear me with Speed, my Spirit fails,
Thy Face no longer hide;
Lest I become forlorn, like them
That in the Grave reside.
Thy Kindness let me hear,
Whose Trust on thee alone depends;
Teach me thy perfect Way,
For still my Soul to thee ascends.
5 Do thou, O LORD, from all my Foes,
Preserve, and set me free;
A safe Retreat against their Rage,
My Soul implores from thee.
Thy righteous Will, O GOD,
Instruct me ever to obey;
Let thy good Spirit lead
And keep my Soul in thy right Way.
6 Oh, for the sake of thy great Name,
Revive my drooping Heart:
For thy Truth's sake, to me distress'd,
Thy promis'd Aid impart.
In Pity to my Grief,
Do thou reduce my Foes to shame;
Slay them that vex my Soul,
Devoted to thy holy Name. Scripture: Psalm 143 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, hear my Pray'r, and to my Cry]
LORD, hear my Pray'r, and to my Cry
LORD, let thy just Decrees the King
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government Lyrics: 1 LORD, let thy just Decrees the King
In all his Ways direct;
And let his Son, throughout his Reign,
Thy righteous Laws respect.
So shall he still thy People judge,
With pure and upright Mind;
Whilst all the helpless Poor shall him,
Their just Protector find.
2 Then Hills and Mountains shall bring forth,
The happy Fruits of Peace;
Which all the Land shall own to be,
The work of Righteousness;
Whilst he the poor and needy Race.
Shall rule with gentle Sway,
And from their humble Necks, shall take
Oppressive Yoaks away.
3 In ev'ry Heart, thy awful Fear
Shall then be rooted fast,
As long as Sun and Moon endure,
Or Time itself shall last.
He shall descend like Rain, that chears
The Meadow's second Birth;
Or like war Show'rs, whose gentle Drops,
Refresh the thirsty Earth.
4 In his blest Days the Just and Good
Shall be with Favour crown'd;
The happy Land shall every where
With endless Peace abound.
His uncontroul'd Dominion shall
From Sea to Sea extend;
Begin at proud Euphrates' Stream,
At Nature's Limits end.
5 To him the Savage Nations round,
Shall bow their servile Heads;
His vanquish'd Foes shall lick the Dust
Where he his Conquest spreads.
The Kings of Tarshish, and the Isles,
Shall costly Presents bring;
From spicy Sheba Gifts shall come,
And wealthy Saba's King.
6 To him shall ev'ry King on Earth
His humble Homage pay;
And diff'ring Nations gladly join,
To own his righteous Sway.
For he shall set the needy free,
When they for Succour cry;
Shall save the Helpless, and the Poor,
And all their Wants supply.
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7 His Providence, for needy Souls
Shall due Supplies prepare;
And over their defenceless Lives,
Shall watch with tender Care.
He shall preserve and keep their Souls
From Fraud and Rapine free;
And in his Sight, their guiltless Blood
Of mighty Price shall be.
8 Therefore shall GOD his Life and Reign
To many Years extend;
Whilst Eastern Princes Tribute pay,
And golden Presents send.
For him shall constant Pray'rs be made,
Thro' all his prosp'rous Days;
His just Dominion shall afford
A lasting Theme of Praise.
9 Of useful Grain thro' all the Land,
Great Plenty shall appear;
A Handful sown on Mountain Tops,
A mighty Crop shall bear.
Its Fruit, like Cedars shook by Winds,
A rattling Noise shall yield;
The City too shall thrive, and vie
For Plenty, with the Field.
10 The Mem'ry of his glorious Name,
Thro' endless Years shall run;
His spotless Fame shall shine as bright
And lasting as the Sun.
In him the Nations of the Earth
Shall be completely blest,
And his unbounded Happiness
By ev'ry Tongue confest.
11 Then bless'd be GOD, the mighty LORD,
The GOD whom Israel fears;
Who only wond'rous in his Works,
Beyond Compare, appears.
Let Earth be with His Glory fill'd;
Forever bless his Name;
Whilst to his Praise the list'ning World,
Their glad Assent proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 72 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, let thy just Decrees the King]
LORD, let thy just Decrees the King
Lord save me, for thy glorious Name
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LIV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 LORD save me, for thy glorious Name,
In thy resistless Strength appear
To judge my Cause, and to my Pray'r,
Vouchsafe to lend a gracious Ear:
Mere Strangers whom I never wrong'd,
Against my Safety have design'd,
And cruel Men that fear no GOD,
To take my Soul have close combin'd.
2 But GOD takes part with all my Friends,
And he's indeed the surest Guard;
The GOD of Truth shall on my Foes
Pour down their Falshood's just Reward.
Whilst I my grateful Off'rings bring,
And sacrifice with grateful Joy,
And in his Praise my Time to come.
With holy Extacy employ.
3 From dreadful Danger and Distress,
The LORD of Life hath set me free:
And through his Strength, of all my Foes,
The just Destruction I shall see. Scripture: Psalm 54 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord save me, for thy glorious Name]
Lord save me, for thy glorious Name
First and Second Adam
Author: Watts Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXIV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Lord, what was man, when made at first Lyrics: 1 Lord, what was man, when made at first,
Adam, the offspring of the dust,
That thou should'st set him and his race,
But just below an Angel's place?
2 That thou should'st raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;
Make ev'ry beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet.
3 But O! what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state?
What honors shall thy son adorn;
Who condescended to be born?
4 See him below his angels made;
See him in dust among the dead,
To save a ruin'd world from sin;
But he shall reign with pow'r divine.
5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,
New made and glorious shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet. Scripture: Psalm 8 Languages: English
First and Second Adam
Lord, with thy wonted mercy hear
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #V (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Lord, with thy wonted Mercy hear,
The Voice of my Distress;
To my complaint bow down then Ear,
And all my Wrongs redress.
To thee my King and God,
I will direct my mournful Cry,
Accept my secret Pray'r,
For on thee alone rely.
2 Soon as the Morn with cheerful Light,
Shall paint the floating Skies,
To thee I will my Pray'r address;
To thee my Voice shall rise:
Ev'n when the early Dawn,
Shall shoot abroad it's timed Ray,
To thee i will look up,
To thee my GOD, devoutly pray.
3 In Men to Folly still inclin'd,
The LORD takes not Delight;
Nor will permit the sinful wretch,
To stand before his Sight.
The Wrongs which I sustain,
The GOD of Truth will not approve,
Who from his holy Place,
Will all Unrighteousness remove.
4 The stubborn Fool, who still with Scorn,
Rejects his proffer'd Grace,
He will reject with just Disdain,
And banish from his Face;
Those who unrighteous Things,
Do still with wicked Hearts pursue,
His Vengeance will not leave,
To stand unpunish'd in his View.
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5. The sland'ring Tongue, oh GOD of Truth!
Thou surely wilt destroy;
In lying Lips and faithless Hearts,
Thy Spirit finds no Joy;
So likewise dost thou hate,
The Man who is to Blood inclin'd;
And his deceitful Race,
From thee shall no Protection find.
6 But when thy heav'nly Grace, shall me
To thy blest courts restore,
On thee I'll fix my longing Eyes,
And humbly there adore;
Ev'n at thy Temple Gate,
With constant Zeal I will attend,
And thence my Pray'r direct,
To GOD, on whom I still depend.
7 Conduct me by thy righteous Laws,
To me in mercy show,
That sacred path of Truth, oh Lord!
In which I ought to go.
My Foes stand watching round,
In Hopes my sudden Fall to see;
Oh guard my heedless Steps,
And from their Snares deliver me.
8 Their Mouths vent nothing but Deceit,
To Slander still inclin'd;
Their wicked Hearts against my Life,
Have treach'rously design'd;
Their Throat is like a Grave,
That ever yawning to devour;
They flatter with their Tongue,
And still exult in lawless Pow'r.
9 In their own Counsels let them fall,
By Loads of Guilt opprest;
And as they others would have wrong'd,
So let them be distrest.
For they against thy Laws,
Have ever harden'd Rebels been,
They daily thee provok'd,
By still persisting in their Sin.
10 But let all those, who trust in thee,
Shout with triumphant Joy;
And all their Hours in Songs of praise,
Delightfully employ.
Let those whom thou preserv'st,
Thy Goodness all abroad proclaim;
And tell what Bliss awaits,
Those who revere thy holy Name.
11 To righteous men, the bounteous LORD,
His Blessing will impart;
Protection he affords to all,
Who have an upright Heart.
The LORD to all his Saints,
His Grace and Favour will extend;
And from approaching Harm,
Their Lives as with a Shield defend.
Scripture: Psalm 5 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, with thy wonted mercy hear]
Lord, with thy wonted mercy hear
My GOD! my GOD! why leav'st thou me
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Humiliation and Exultation Lyrics: 1 My GOD! my GOD! why leavst thou me,
When I with Anguish call on thee?
Why dost thou me neglect,
And my loud Pray'r reject?
All Day, but all the day in vain,
To thee, O LORD, do I complain:
All Night have I implor'd
Thy Help to me restor'd.
3 Yet thou, O LORD, art ever just,
Relieving those, who in thee trust;
Therefore shalt Israel raise
To thee, continual Praise:
On Thee our Ancestors rely'd,
And in thy Strength their Foes defy'd;
To thee their Pray'rs address'd,
And with Success were bless'd.
of Innocence oppress'd;
3 Thy sure Deliv'rance, LORD, they found,
When Dangers gather'd thickest round;
Thine Ears their Cries receiv'd,
And they were soon reliev'd;
But I, like none of human Birth,
Am made the scoffing Rabble's Mirth;
Ev'n like a Reptile base,
They hold me in Disgrace.
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4 My Agonies, the gazing Crowd,
Survey with Scorn and Laughter loud,
They mock whilst I complain,
And thus my Woes disdain:
"He boasted, he was Heav'n's Delight,
"Let GOD relieve his Favourite;
"Let him Assistance send,
"His Servant to defend.
5 But thou didst from my Mother's Womb,
Make me a living Offspring come;
Thy Care thou didst extend,
Me helpless to defend:
My Youth thou didst from Danger shield,
And Guardian-like Protection yield;
In thee I will confide,
For thou wert still my Guide.
6 Withdraw not then, O GOD, Most high!
Thy Aid, when Trouble is so nigh:
Do thou that Help extend,
On which I still depend.
High-pamper'd Bulls, a frowning Throng,
From Basan's Forest, fierce and strong,
Prepare with growing Rage,
Against me to engage.
7 They gape on me, and to my Fears,
Each Mouth, a yawning Grave appears;
Wide open to devour
My Soul, when in their Pow'r:
The desart Lion's savage Roar,
Could not increase my Horrors more.
In Compact close combin'd,
They have my Fall design'd.
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8 My Joints are rack'd, and out of Frame;
My Heart like Wax before the Flame.
Within my Bosom glows;
My Blood like Water flows:
My Strength is parch'd' like Potter's Clay,
My fault'ring Tongue forgets to play;
My Soul all Hope resigns,
And to the Grave declines.
9 Like Blood-hounds, they assembled round,
My harmless Hands and Feet they wound;
And through my constant Pain,
I languish and complain;
That all my Bones may well be told;
Yet this as Pastime they behold.
And still their Pleasure shew,
At each Increase of Woe.
10 As Spoil, my Garments they divide:
By Lots their Portions they decide;
Therefore thy Arm extend,
And kind Protection send.
From their sharp Sword defend thou me,
And let my Life from Danger free;
Nor leave my Soul o'erpower'd,
By Dogs to be devour'd.
11 To me, O GOD! Assistance send,
My Life from Lions fierce defend;
As once thy Strength prevail'd,
When Unicorns assail'd,
Then to my Brethren I'll proclaim
The Triumphs of thy holy Name;
And to the Saints repair,
Thy Glory to declare.
12 "Praise ye the LORD in Songs divine,
"Ye num'rous Race of Israel's Line;
"To him with Fervour pray,
"And low Obeisance pay:
"His People he hath ne'er disdain'd,
"Or turn'd his Face when they complain'd;
"But to their humble Pray'r,
"Doth lend a gracious Ear.
13 Thus in thy Courts, thy Name I'll bless,
And in loud Songs my Thanks express;
And to thy Saints declare,
Thy providential Care.
The meek Companions of my Grief,
Shall at my Table find Relief;
And all who seek thy Face,
Shall find refreshing Grace.
14 Then shall the World their Homage pay,
To GOD, and his Commands obey;
His Pow'r they shall confess,
And Pray'rs to him address.
From Kings Submission to receive,
In his supreme Prerogative,
Who doth the Worlds sustain;
And over all Things reign.
15 The Rich his Bounty must confess,
The Poor their gen'rous Patron bless;
To him they all resort,
For Succour and Support:
Then shall a Race exalt his Name,
And to their Heirs his Truth proclaim,
"Till Heav'n and Earth combin'd,
Are all to GOD resign'd.
Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English Tune Title: [My God! my God! why leav'st thou me]
My GOD! my GOD! why leav'st thou me
No Glory, LORD, we claim
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 No Glory, LORD, we claim;
But to thy sacred Name
Be all the Praise addressed;
Thou, who dost ever prove
The GOD of Truth an dLOVE,
Hath us in Mercy blessed.
2 Why should the Heathen say,
"Where doth their GOD delay?
"Why are they not released?"
Our GOD, who dwells on high,
The Sov'reign of the Sky,
Hath done whate'er him pleased.
3 Their golden Idol stands,
The Work of mortal Hands,
It's Mouth no Words expressing;
It hath both Eyes and Ears,
Yet neither sees nor hears;
It's Nose no Smell possessing.
4 Its Hands but useless prove,
It's Feet can never move,
To one fix'd Place confined;
Though Idols senseless are,
As stupid they appear,
Who them for Gods designed.
5 Israel, on GOD depend,
Who only can defend,
And succour the Distressed;
Priests, Levites, him alone
Your GOD and Saviour own;
To him be Praise addressed.
6 All ye that fear the LORD,
Trust in his holy Word,
On him with Faith relying:
'Tis he doth Comfort yield,
He is your Help and Shield,
Your Wants he's still supplying.
7 We have his Goodness seen,
And GOD hath mindful been,
Of Israel; he hath blessed
Priest, Levites, great and small,
His Proselytes, ev'n all,
Who hath his Name confessed.
8 For you, and for your Heirs,
His Blessing he prepares,
Who made both Earth and Heaven;
The Skies are all his own,
This World he fran'd alone,
Which he to us hath given.
9 The Dead, O righteous LORD!
To thee no Praise afford,
In silent Shades confined:
But we will evermore,
Thy glorious Name adore,
With Hearts to thee resigned. Scripture: Psalm 115 Languages: English Tune Title: [No Glory, Lord, we claim]
No Glory, LORD, we claim
Oh GOD, my gracious GOD, to thee
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Oh GOD, my gracious GOD, to thee
My Morning Pray'rs shall offer'd be;
For thee my thirsty Soul doth pant;
My parched Flesh implores thy Grace,
Within this dry and barren Place,
Where I refreshing Waters want.
2 Oh! to my longing Eyes, once more,
That View of glorious Pow'r restore,
Which thy majestic House displays:
Because to me, thy wond'rous Love,
Than Life itself does dearer prove,
My Lips shall always speak thy Praise.
3 My Life, while I that Life enjoy,
In blessing GOD I will employ,
With lifted Hands adore his Name:
My soul's Content shall be as great,
As theirs, who choicest Dainties eat,
While I with Joy his Praise proclaim.
4 When down I lie, sweet Sleep to find,
Thou, LORD, art present to my Mind;
And when I wake in Dead of Night:
Because thou still dost Succour bring,
Beneath the Shadow of thy Wing
I rest with Safety and Delight.
5 My Soul, when Foes would me devour,
Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless Pow'r,
In her Support is daily shown:
But those the righteous LORD shall slay,
That my Destruction wish, and they
That seek my Life, shall lose their own.
6 They by untimely Ends shall die,
Their Flesh a Prey to Foxes lie,
But GOD shall fill the King with Joy:
Who swears by thee, shall still rejoice;
Whilst the false Tongue, and lying Voice,
Thou, LORD, shalt silence and destroy. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, God, my gracious God, to thee]
Oh GOD, my gracious GOD, to thee
O GOD, preserve me; I on thee depend
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XVI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Humiliation and Exultation Lyrics: 1 O GOD, preserve me; I on thee depend,
Thou art my LORD, O grant me thy Protection;
My Goodness doth not unto thee extend,
Nor ever can arrive at such Perfection:
But to thy Saints, who all on Earth excelling,
Are my Delight, with whom I chuse my dwelling.
2 To wicked Men, who other Gods adore,
Severest Sorrows shall be multiplied;
Their Offerings of Blood I do abhor,
By which they have GOD's Pow'r and Wrath defied:
With Idol's Names, however highly stiled,
My Heart and Lips shall never be defiled.
3 My Lot is fallen in that blessed Land
Where GOD is known, and Virtue is prevailing;
'Tis here he fills my Cup with lib'ral Hand,
And builds my Throne with Firmness never failing:
In Nature's fairest Scene he fixt my Station.
With Honours crown'd above each neighb'ring Nation.
4 My Soul doth bless the LORD, who me sustains;
His Counsels wise, in all my steps conduct me;
In needful Knowledge also do my Reins,
In deep Affliction's darkest Night, instruct me:
I set the LORD before me; he directs me;
I'll ne'er be mov'd, a present GOD protects me.
5 'Tis thus my chearful Heart all Grief defies,
My Glory doth rejoice, for I'm assured,
My Flesh shall rest in hope again to rise,
Thy faithful word, this Hope hath well secured'
Thou wilt not leave my Soul in Hell, nor give me
To see Corruption; but wilt soon revive me.
6 The Paths of Life thou shalt to me display,
The sacred Paths to thy bless'd Presence leading,
Where endless Raptures dwell without Allay,
With heav'nly Joy and Glory never fading;
For in thy Presence is unbounded Pleasure,
At thy Right-hand are Joys that now no Measure.
Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, preserve, me, I on thee depend]
O GOD, preserve me; I on thee depend
O LORD our GOD! how great art thou!
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #VIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Humiliation and Exultation Lyrics: 1 O LORD, our GOD! how great art thou!
To whom all earthly Creatures bow;
To thy unbounded Sway subjected:
How great is through the World thy Fame!
Oh! may thy ever glorious Name
Be still, with Rev'rence due, respected.
2 In Heav'n thy wond'rous Acts are sung;
The Angel's Voice and Cherub' Tongue,
Are endless Songs for thee preparing:
And yet thy Wisdom doth ordain,
That Infants should in heav'nly Strain,
Be still thy Praise with Joy declaring.
3 Through thee the weak confound the strong,
And so thou quell'st the wicked Throng
Who have in evil Ways persisted:
Thy Pow'r shall crush thy haughty Foes,
Who boldly dare thy Strength oppose,
And have thy mighty Arm resisted.
4 When, in Amazement lost, I stand,
And view the Wonders of thy Hand,
The Heav'ns, thy holy Habitation;
The radiant Moon, that rules the Night,
And glitt'ring Stars of feebler Light,
With all the Works of thy Creation;
5 LORD, what is Man! surpriz'd, I cry,
That thou should'st thus his Wants supply,
And take him under thy Protection!
Or what his Offspring, prove so kind,
To keep them ever in thy Mind,
And guide them by thy sure Direction.
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6 Him cloath'd with Pow'r thou didst create,
And crown'd with Dignity and State,
In high exalted Station placed;
Ev'n next to thy caelestial Train;
Thou gav'st him o'er all thy Works to reign.
7 For him the lowing Oxen toil,
To make the Earth with Plenty smile,
And give their Labours uncomplaining:
The bleating Sheep their Fleeces yield:
He rules the Creatures of the Field,
And those in desart Wilds remaining.
8 To him thou hast in Mercy giv'n
The Birds that mount the azure Heav'n,
With out-stretch'd Wings the Air dividing:
And all the Fish that thro' the Sea,
Delight to cut their liquid Way,
With glossy Fins for ever gliding.
9 O LORD, our LORD, how great art thou!
Thou whom all earthly Creatures bow;
To thy unbounded Sway subjected:
How great is thro' the World thy Fame!
Oh may thy ever glorious Name,
Be still with Rev'rence due respected! Scripture: Psalm 8 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, our God! how great art thou]
O LORD our GOD! how great art thou!
O LORD, the Rock of my Defence
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXVIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 O LORD, the Rock, of my Defence,
My certain Hope and Confidence,
Do thou in tender Mercy hear,
Thy Servant's earnest hymble Pray'r;
Lest I in Sighs consume my Breath.
And fall like those who sleep in Death.
2 Attend the Cries of my Distress,
Hear me whom many Woes oppress;
Nor cast me from thy Mercy_Seat;
Lest I the Sinners Doom= should meet,
Who make a Trade of doing Ill,
And speak them fair they mean to kill.
3 According as they have dsign'd,
So let them, LORD, thy Justice find;
As they without Remorse transgress'd,
And have the Innocent oppress'd:
Be thou, O LORD, relentless too,
And let thy Vengeance them pursue.
4 The Works of GOD they ne'er respect,
But still with Scorn his Grace reject;
Against his Saints they Wiles employ,
The LORD will build them up no more.
5 To GOD my Song shall be address'd,
Who heard the Voice of me distress'd;
In him my Confidence was plac'd,
And I return'd with Triumphs grac'd;
My grateful Heart shall therefore raise,
This chearful Tribute to his Praise.
6 'Tis by his Pow'r I am sustain'd,
"His Arm hath still my Cause maintain'd;
"'Twas He advanc'd me to the Throne,
"I reign secure through him alone."
Thy Chosen, LORD, with Plenty bless,
And in their Battles grant Success.
Scripture: Psalm 28 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, the Rock of my defence]
O LORD, the Rock of my Defence
O LORD! to my relief draw near
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 O LORD! to my Relief draw near.
For never was more Need;
In my Defence do thou appear,
O GOD, and come with Speed.
On them let Shame return,
Who to destroy my Soul combine;
O let them blush and mourn,
Defeated in their base Design.
2 Their Doom let Desolation be,
Their Malice be repaid,
Who mock'd my Confidence in thee,
And me their Pastime made.
While Those who seek thy Face,
To joyful Triumphs shall be rais'd,
And all who prize thy Grace,
Shall sing with me, the LORD be prais'd.
5 Thus wretched tho' I am, and poor,
The LORD of me takes Care;
Thou GOD, who only can'st restore,
To my Relief repair! Scripture: Psalm 70 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, to my relief draw near]
O LORD! to my relief draw near
Preserve me, LORD from crafty Foes
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXL (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, LORD, from crafty Foes
Of base and treacherous Intent;
And from the Sons of Violence,
On Strife and open Mischief bent.
2 Their sland'ring Tongues the Serpent's Sting,
Though keen, in Sharpness does exceed:
Between their Lips the Gall of Asps
And Adder's mortal Venom breed.
3 Preserve me, LORD, from wicked Hands,
Nor leave my helpless Soul forlorn,
A Prey to Sons of Violence,
Who have my utter Ruin sworn.
4 The Proud for me have laid their Snare,
And spread abroad their wily Net;
With Traps and Gins, where e'er I move,
I find my dang'rous Steps beset.
5 But thus, environ'd with Distress,
Thou art my only GOD, I said;
LORD, hear my supplicating Voice,
That calls to thee for Aid.
6 O LORD, the GOD, whose saving Strength,
Kind Succour did to me convey;
And cover'd my advent'rous Head,
In the fierce Battle's doubtful Day.
7 Permit not their unjust Designs
To answer their base Heart's Desire;
Lest they, encourag'd by Success,
Should yet to bolder Crimes aspire.
8 Let first their Chiefs the sad Effects
Of their unjust Oppression mourn;
The Blast of their envenom'd Breath,
Do thou upon themselves return.
9 Let them, who kindled first the Flame,
The first it's Sacrifice become;
The Pit Which they design'd for me,
Be made their own untimely Tomb.
10 Though Sland'rer's Breath may raise a Storm,
That fleeting Breath will quick decay;
Their Rage does but the Torrent swell,
That bears themselves by Force away.
11 GOD will assert the poor Man's Cause,
And speedy Help and Succour give;
The Just shall celebrate his Praise,
And in his Presence ever live. Scripture: Psalm 140 Languages: English Tune Title: [Preserve me, Lord, from crafty Foes]
Preserve me, LORD from crafty Foes
Since in the LORD my Hope secure is plac'd
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Since in the LORD my Hope secureis plac'd,
Who is to me a Refuge ever nigh:
Why say ye to my Soul, "Away, make haste!
"And like a Bird to distant Mountains fly?"
Behold, the Wicked hath his Bow prepar'd,
And lurking doth in secret Places lie,
That so th' upright in Heart may be enshar'd.
2 When once the firm Assurance fail,
Which publick Faith should to the Just impart;
'Tis Time for Innocence, which can't avail,
To fly in Haste from such deceitful Art;
But GOD his Seat of Judgment will erect;
He hates the wicked Man, and knows his Heart,
And will his secret crafty Wiles detect.
3 If GOD, the Just, in whom his Soul is pleas'd,
With heavy Trials often doth correct;
How shall his waken'd Vengeance be appeas'd?
What must the Sinful from his Wrath expect?
With Fire and Brimstone shall they be distress'd,
And dreadful Storms shall punish their Neglect,
While righteous Men are with his Favour bless'd.
Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English Tune Title: [Since in the Lord my Hope secure is plac'd]
Since in the LORD my Hope secure is plac'd
Sing to the LORD, a new made Song
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCVI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government Lyrics: 1 Sing to the LORD, a new made Song;
Let Earth in one assembled Throng,
Her common Patron's Praise resound,
Who us hath with Salvation crown'd.
2 Sing to the LORD, and bless his Name,
From Day to day his Peace proclaim;
To Heathen Lands his Fame rehearse,
His Wonders to the Universe.
3 He's great, and greatly to be prais'd;
In Majesty and Glory rais'd
Above all other Deities,
He only rules who made the Skies.
4 With Majesty and Honour crown'd,
Beauty and Strength his Throne surround,
But Pageantry and Idols all
Are they, whom Gods the Heathen call.
5 Let Worship be to him restor'd,
By you who have false Gods ador'd;
Ascribe due Honour to his Name,
That Honour he alone can claim.
6 Peace Off'rings on his Altar lay,
Before his Throne your Homage pay;
To worship at his sacred Court,
Let all the trembling World resort.
7 Proclaim aloud, JEHOVAH reigns,
Whose Pow'r the Universe sustains;
Let therefore Heav'n new Joys confess,
And heav'nly Rapture Earth express.
8 He banish'd Justice shall restore,
Its loud Applause let Ocean roar;
Its mute Inhabitants rejoice,
And for his Triumph find a Voice.
9 For Joy let fertile Valleys sing,
The chearful Groves their Tribute bring;
The tuneful Choir of Birds awake,
Their sweetest Melody to make.
10 The LORD's Approach to celebrate:
Who now sets out with awful State
From Heav'n, to judge the World, he's come,
With Justice to reward and doom. Scripture: Psalm 96 Languages: English Tune Title: [Sing to the Lord, a new made Song]
Sing to the LORD, a new made Song
Joseph Confronting his Brethren
Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXIX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Patriarchal Types, and Prophecies of Christ First Line: Smote to the heart, by conscious guilt Lyrics: 1 Smote to the heart, by conscious guilt
Of wrong, intended Joseph's blood,
His trembling brethren sue for peace,
And dread chastisement's iron rod.
2 Though evil they—yet Joseph good,
Comforts, speaks kind, wipes off their tears,
And standing as the type of God,
Removes each doubt—and calms all fears.
3 Thus does the soul of sinful men,
Heap indignation, anguish, wrath;
Till heav'n's own purpose in the plan,
Gleams mercy round his clouded path.
4 Lord, thou art good—supremely good!
No condemnation comes from thee:
When enemies redeem'd by blood;
Much more, thy life shall set us free. Scripture: Genesis 50:20 Languages: English
Joseph Confronting his Brethren
Speak, O ye Judges of the Earth
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LVIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Speak, O ye Judges of the Earth,
If just and right your Sentence be;
Or must not Innocence at last,
Appeal to Heav'n from your Decree?
Your wicked Hearts and Judgements are,
By Malice most unjustly sway'd;
Your griping Hands, by weighty Bribes,
Are still to Violence betray'd.
2 To Virtue Strangers from the Womb,
Their Infant Steps went always wrong;
Thy prattled Slander, and in Lies
Employ'd at first their infant Tongue.
No Serpent, of parch'd Afric's Breed,
Did ever ranker Poison bear;
The drowsy Adder will as soon,
Unlock to Truth his sullen Ear.
3 Unmov'd by good Advice, and deaf
As stupid Adders they remain,
From whom the skillful Charmer's Voice,
Can by no Means Attention gain.
Defeat, O GOD, their threat'ning Rage,
And timely break their growing Pow'r:
Do thou disarm these Lions' Jaws,
Before they're practis'd to devour.
4 Let now their Insolence, at Height,
Like ebbing Tides, be quickly spent;
Their shiver'd Darts deceive their Aim,
When they their warlike Bows have bent.
Like Snails, let them dissolve to Slime,
Let them like hasty Births become;
Unworthy to behold the Sun,
Let them be dead within the Womb.
5 E'er Thorns can make the Flesh-pot boil,
Tempestuous Wrath shall quickly come
From GOD, and snatch them hence alive,
To their eternal dismal Doom.
The Righteous shall rejoice to see,
Their daring Crimes such Vengeance meet,
And Saints in Persecutors' Blood
Shall safely dip their harmless Feet.
6 Transgressors then with Grief shall see,
The Righteous due Rewards obtain,
And own a GOD, whose Justice will,
Or soon, or late the Earth arraign. Scripture: Psalm 58 Languages: English Tune Title: [Speak, O ye Judges of the Earth]
Speak, O ye Judges of the Earth
The heathen hosts, O God
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXIX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 The Heathen Hosts, O GOD!
Have thy Possession seiz'd;
Thy sacred House defil'd,
Thy holy City raz'd.
The Bodies of thy Saints,
Abroad unburied lay;
Their Flesh expos'd to Beasts,
Or rav'nous Birds a Prey.
2 Their Blood, like Water, was
Around Jerus'lem shed;
And none were left to pay
The Duties to the Dead:
The Foe our small Remains
With loud Reproaches wound;
And are made the Sport
Of all the Nations round.
3 How long wilt thou be wrathj?
LORD, must we ever mourn?
And shall thy jealous Rage,
Like Fire for ever burn?
Our Lands that know not thee,
Thy heavy Vengeance show'r;
Those Kingdoms let it crush,
That have not own'd thy Pow'r.
4 Their hungry Jaws have prey'd
On Jacob's chosen Race;
And to a Desart turn'd,
Their fruitful Dwelling Place.
O think not on our Sins,
But speedily prevent
The Ruin of thy Saints,
Almost with Sorrow spent.
5 Thy Help, O GOD, impart
And free our Souls from Blame,
So shall thy wond'rous Love
Exalt thy glorious Name.
Let Infidels that say,
"Where is the GOD they boast"?
In Vengeance, for thy Saints,
Perceive thee to their Cost.
6 LORD, hear the Pris'ner's Moans!
Thy saving Pow'r extend;
Preserve them, doom'd to die,
From their untimely End!
Those who blaspheme thy Name,
Do thou, O GOD, destroy;
Against the Nations round,
Resistless Pow'r employ.
7 For they have us opprest;
Then let them be repaid,
With Sorrows sev'n Times more
Than what on us they laid.
So we thy humble Flock,
Shall ever praise thy Name;
And our unwearied Thanks,
From Age to Age proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 79 Languages: English Tune Title: [The Heathen Hosts, O God]
The heathen hosts, O God
The King, O LORD! with Songs of Praise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 The King, O LORD! with Songs of Praise,
Shall in thy Strength rejoice;
And with a chearful Voice.
To thee shall lofty Anthems raise.
With thy Salvation crown'd,
He awes the Nations round.
2 For whatsoe'er his Lips request,
Thou dost to him impart,
The Wishes of his Heart.
Thou hast with thy Acceptance bless'd;
And to his humble Pray'r
Didst lend a gracious Ear.
3 Thy Mercy and thy tender Care,
Thou dost to him extend;
A Crown of Gold thou mad'st him wear,
Which ever shall endure,
Since thou hast fix'd it sure.
4 He pray'd for Life, and thou, O LORD,
Didst to his Pray'r attend
His span thou didst extend;
And kindly did to him afford,
A Life of endless Joy,
Which Death can ne'er destroy.
5 Thy sure Defence shall spread his Fame
Through all the Nations round;
His Deeds with Triumph crown'd
Shall far advance his glorious Name;
His Foes shall Homage pay,
To his superior Sway.
6 Eternal Blessings thou bestow'st,
And on his Royal Head,
Dost tender Mercies shed:
Whilst thou to him unclouded, shew'st
The Brightness of thy Face.
And mak'st his Joys encrease;
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7 Because the King on GOD alone,
For timely Aid relies,
The LORD his Wants supplies;
His Mercy still supports his Throne,
Against each daring Foe,
That him would overthrow.
8 But, righteous LORD, thy stubborn Foes,
shall not secure remain,
Nor long their Place maintain;
Thy vengeful Arm shall find out those,
Who in Defiance stand,
Of thy most just Command.
9 When Thou against them dost engage,
And thy dread Pow'r employ;
Their Forces to destroy:
Thy Wrath shall, like an Oven's Rage,
Them and their Hopes and them consume,
In one tremendous Doom.
10 Nor shalt thy righteous Anger cease,
Or with their Ruin end;
But to their Seed extend;
To root out all their guilty Race,
And from the Page of Fame,
Blot out their very Name.
11 For all their Thoughts, engag'd on Ill,
To Malice were resign'd,
And wicked Schemes design'd;
But thou with watchful Care didst still
The bad Effects prevent,
On their most base Intent.
12 In vain, by shameful Flight they try,
To shun thy dreadful Pow'r,
Whilst thou dost round them show'r
Thy fatal Darts, that swiftly fly,
And with restless Might,
O'ertake them in their Flight.
13 Thus, LORD, thy wond'rous Strength disclose,
And thus with Glory crown'd,
Be thy great Deeds renown'd;
Whilst we glad Songs of Praise compose,
To magnify the Fame
Of thy most holy Name. Scripture: Psalm 21 Languages: English Tune Title: [The King, O Lord, with songs of praise]
The King, O LORD! with Songs of Praise
The Lord himself is King
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCVII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government Lyrics: 1 The LORD himself is King,
O let the Earth rejoice;
Yea, let the Isles be glad
And shout with chearful Voice:
Darkness and awful Clouds,
His Glory shroud in State;
Judgment and Righteousness,
As close Attendants wait,
At his Pavillion Gate.
2 Before him raging Flames,
His Foes with Vengeance struck,
His Lightnings shone Abroad,
And Earth with Terror shook:
The Hills with one Accord,
Like Wax before him melt;
Their Heights no Help afford,
In Presence of the LORD.
3 The Heav'ns, his Truth to show,
With Fire his Foes pursu'd:
The trembling World below,
His awful Glory view'd.
Confounded be their Host,
Who worship Day be Day
Carv'd Idols, made with Hands;
Ye Gods to whom they pray,
To him your Homage pay.
4 Sion thy Triumph heard,
And Judah was o'erjoy'd;
Because thy Judgments, LORD,
Have Pagan Pride destroy'd:
For thou art seated high,
On thy exalted Throne,
Unrival'd in the Sky,
Both Earth and Heaav'n shall own,
That thou art GOD alone.
5 All ye who love the LORD,
Hate Sin, and Truth esteem;
He will from wicked Men,
His Servant's Soul redeem:
A glorious Light springs up,
And Joy the Just shall bless;
Ye Righteous praise the LORD,
With thankful tongues confess,
His Truth and Holiness. Scripture: Psalm 97 Languages: English Tune Title: [The Lord himself is King]
The Lord himself is King
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