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Complaint in sickness; or, diseases healed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #13a (1786) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: In anger, Lord, do not chastise Lyrics: 1 In anger, Lord, do not chastise. Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thine awful wrath arise Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppress'd, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? My eyes consum'd with grief: How long, my GOD, how long, before Thine hand afford relief. 5 He hears his mourning children speak, He pities all our groans, And saves us for his mercy’s sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath: For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Temptations in Sickness overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #13b (1786) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and chear my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Complaint in sickness; or, diseases healed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #13a (1790) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: In anger, Lord, do not chastise Lyrics: 1 In anger, Lord, do not chastise, Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thine awful wrath arise Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppress'd, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? My eyes consum'd with grief: How long, my GOD, how long, before Thine hand afford relief. 5 He hears his mourning children speak, He pities all our groans, And saves us for his mercy’s sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath: For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Temptations in Sickness overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #13b (1790) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair: But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and chear my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Complaint in sickness; or, diseases healed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #16 (1786) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: In anger, Lord, do not chastise Lyrics: 1 In anger, Lord, do not chastise. Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thine awful wrath arise Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppress'd, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? My eyes consum'd with grief: How long, my GOD, how long, before Thine hand afford relief? 5 He hears his mourning children speak, He pities all our groans, And saves us for his mercy’s sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath: For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Complaint in Sickness; or, diseases healed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #16 (1787) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: In Anger, Lord, do not chastise Lyrics: 1 In anger, Lord, do not chastise. Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thine awful wrath arise Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppress'd, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? My eyes consum'd with grief? How long, my GOD, how long, before Thine hand afford relief? 5 He hears his mourning children speak, He pities all our groans, And saves us for his mercy’s sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath: For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Temptations in Sickness overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #17a (1786) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Temptations in Sickness overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #17a (1787) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Health, Sickness, and Recovery

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #53a (1786) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: Firm was my health, my day was bright Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night Fondly I said within my heart, "Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts di'd. 3 I cried aloud to thee my God: “What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace, I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pardoning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne’er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiven. Scripture: Psalm 30:6 Languages: English

Health, Sickness, and Recovery

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #53a (1790) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: Firm was my health, my day was bright Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night Fondly I said within my heart, "Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts di'd. 3 I cried aloud to thee my God: “What can'st thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace, I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pardoning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne’er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiven. Scripture: Psalm 30:6 Languages: English

Health, Sickness, and Recovery

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #58a (1786) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: Firm was my health, my day was bright Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night Fondly I said within my heart, "Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cried aloud to thee my God; “What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace, I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pardoning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne’er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiven. Scripture: Psalm 30:6 Languages: English

Health, Sickness, and Recovery

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #58a (1787) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: Firm was my health, my day was bright Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night Fondly I said within my heart, "Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cried aloud to thee my God; “What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace, I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pardoning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne’er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiven. Scripture: Psalm 30:6 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #204 (1786) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed; Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed First Line: I love the Lord: He heard my cries Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord: He heard my cries, And pity'd every groan, Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord: He bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away: Oh let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 "My God, I cry'd, thy servant save, "Thou ever good and just; "Thy power can rescue from the grave, "Thy power is all my trust. 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove: Return, my soul, to God thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dry'd my falling tears; Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #204 (1790) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed; Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed First Line: I love the Lord: He heard my cries Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord: He heard my cries, And pity'd every groan, Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord: He bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away: Oh let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 "My God, I cry'd, thy servant save, "Thou ever good and just: "Thy power can rescue from the grave, "Thy power is all my trust. 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove: Return, my soul, to God thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dry'd my falling tears; Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #217 (1786) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed; Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed First Line: I love the Lord: He heard my cries Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord: He heard my cries, And pity'd every groan, Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord: He bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away: Oh let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 "My God, I cry'd, thy servant save, "Thou ever good and just; "Thy power can rescue from the grave, "Thy power is all my trust. 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove: Return, my soul, to God thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dry'd my falling tears; Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #217 (1787) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed; Recovery from Sickness; Sick bed devotion; Sickness healed First Line: I love the Lord: He heard my cries Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord: He heard my cries, And pity'd every groan, Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord: He bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away: Oh let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 "My God, I cry'd, thy servant save, "Thou ever good and just; "Thy power can rescue from the grave, "Thy power is all my trust. 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove: Return, my soul, to God thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dry'd my falling tears; Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English

Sickness healed, and Sorrows removed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #52b (1786) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: I will extol thee, Lord, on high Lyrics: 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high, At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love, Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days: Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

Sickness healed, and Sorrows removed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #52b (1790) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: I will extol thee, Lord, on high Lyrics: 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high, At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love, Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days: Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

Sickness healed, and Sorrows removed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #57b (1787) Topics: Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Health, Sickness and Recovery; Recovery from Sickness First Line: I will extol thee, Lord, on high Lyrics: 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high, At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love, Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days: Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

Complaint in Sickness; or Diseases healed

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #10 (1740) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotions on a sick Bed; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: In Anger, Lord, rebuke me not Lyrics: 1 In Anger, Lord, rebuke me not, Withdraw the dreadful Storm; Nor let thy Fury grow so hot Against a feeble Worm. 2 My Soul's bow'd down with heavy Cares, My Flesh with Pain opprest: My Couch is Witness to my Tears, My tears forbid my Rest. 3 Sorrow and Pain wear out my Days; I waste the Night with Cries, Counting the Minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow Morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? Mine Eye consum'd with Grief? How long, my God, how long, before Thine Hand affords Relief? 5 He hears when Dust and Ashes speak, He pities all our Groans; He saves us for his Mercy's Sake, And heals our broken Bones. 6 The Virtue of his sov'reign Word Restores our fainting Breath; For silent Graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in Death. Scripture: Psalm 6

Temptation in Sickness overcome

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #11 (1740) Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotions on a sick Bed; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with Kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce Wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing Estate, And ease the Sorrows that I feel; The Wounds thine heavy Hand hath made, O let thy gentler Touches heal! 3 See how I pass my weary Days In Sighs and Groans; and when 'tis Night My Bed is water'd with my Tears; My Grief consumes, and dims my Sight. 4 Look, how the Powers of Nature mourn! How long, Almighty GOD, how long? When shall thine Hour of Grace return? When shall I make thy Grace my Song? 5 I feel my Flesh so near the Grave, My Thoughts are tempted to despair; But Graves can never praise the Lord, For all is Dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye Tempters, from my Soul; And all despairing thoughts, depart; My GOD, who hears my humble Moan, Will ease my Flesh, and cheer my Heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

When sickness shakes the languid frame

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #CXLII (1789) Topics: Life, Death, and a future State Comfort in Sickness and Death Lyrics: 1 When sickness shakes the languid frame, Each dazzling pleasure flies; Phantoms of bliss no more obscure Our long deluded eyes. 2 The the tremendous arm of death Its fatal sceptre shews; And nature faints beneath the weight Of complicated woes. 3 The tott'ring frame of mortal life Shall crumble into dust; Nature shall faint—but learn, my soul, On nature's God to trust. 4 The man, whose pious heart is fix'd On his all-gracious God, From ev'ry frown may draw a joy, And kiss the chast'ning rod. 5 Nor him shall death itself alarm; On heav'n his soul relies; With joy he views his Maker's love, And with composure dies. Languages: English

When sickness shakes the languid

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns and Psalms for Social and Private Worship (6th ed.) #286 (1827) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Comfort in sickness and death; Sickness and death anticipated Languages: English

For a time of general Sickness

Author: Leech Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXXXIX (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Times and Seasons Sickness; General sickness First Line: Death, with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death, with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms: In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, And wait his dread command; And pains, and dying groans obey The signal of his hand. 3 With cruel force, he scatters round His shafts of deadly power; While the grave waits its disten'd prey, Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail; Eternal life is our reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 What tho' his darts, promiscous hurl'd, Deal fatal plagues around; And heaps of putrid carcases O'erload the cumber'd ground; 6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh, Were giv'n him from above, Dipt in the great redeemer's blood, And feather'd all with love. 7 These, with a gentle hand, he throws, And saints lie gasping too; But heavenly strength supports their souls, And bears them conquerors thro'. 8 Joyful they stretch their wings abroad, And all in triumph rise, To the fair palace of their God, And mansions in the skies. Languages: English

When sickness shakes the languid frame

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, for the Use of Christians. (5th ed.) #B305 (1838) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Comfort in sickness and death Languages: English

Health, Sickness, and Recovery

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #52b (1740) Topics: Recovery from Sickness First Line: Firm was my Health, my Day was bright Lyrics: 1 Firm was my Health, my Day was bright, And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be Night; Fondly I said within my Heart, "Pleasure and Peace shall ne'er depart." 2 But I forgot thine Arm was strong Which made my Mountain stand so long: Soon as thy Face began to hide, My Health was gone, my Comforts dy'd. 3 I cry'd aloud to Thee, my God; "What can'st thou profit by my Blood? "Deep in the Dust can I declare "Thy Truth, or sing thy Goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O GOD of Grace, I said, "And bring me from among the Dead;" Thy Word rebuk'd the Pains I felt, Thy pard'ning Love remov'd my Guilt. 5 My Groans, and Tears, and Forms of Woe Are turn'd to Joy and Praises now; I throw my Sackcloth on the Ground, And Ease and Gladness gird me round 6 My Tongue, the Glory of my Frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy Name; Thy Praise shall sound thro' Earth and Heav'n For Sickness heal'd, and Sins forgiv'n. Scripture: Psalm 30:6 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #210a (1740) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Sickness healed First Line: I love the Lord; he heard my Cries Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord; he heard my Cries, And pity'd every Groan; Long as I live, when Troubles rise, I'll hasten to his Throne. 2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his Ear, And chas'd my Griefs away; O let my Heart no more despair, While I have Breath to pray! 3 My Flesh declin'd, my Spirits fell, And I drew near the Dead, While inward Pangs and Fears of Hell Perplex'd my wakeful Head. 4 "My GOD, I cry'd, thy Servant save, "Thou ever good and just; "Thy Pow'r can rescue from the Grave, "Thy Pow'r is all my Trust." 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bid my Pains remove; Return, my Soul, to God thy Rest, For thou hast known his Love. 6 My GOD hath sav'd my soul from Death, And dry'd my falling Tears; Now to his Praise I'll spend my Breath, And my remaining Years. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English

When sickness shakes the frame

Hymnal: The New Hymn Book, Designed for Universalist Societies #443 (1833) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Comfort in sickness and death

When sickness shakes the languid frame

Author: Heginbotham Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (6th ed.) #508 (1832) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Comfort in sickness and death Languages: English

When sickness shakes the languid frame

Author: Heginbotham Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (10th ed.) #508 (1833) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Comfort in sickness and death Languages: English

When sickness shakes the languid frame

Author: Heginbotham Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship. 16th ed. #508 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Miscellaneous Comfort in sickness and death Languages: English

Jesus, in sickness and in pain

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #979 (1868) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness

Jesus, in sickness and in pain

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #979 (1868) Topics: Sickness

Psalm 6

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.12 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health sickness, and recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sick-Bed Devotion; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: In anger, Lord, rebuke me not Lyrics: In anger, Lord, rebuke me not; Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thy fury grow so hot Against a feeble worm. My soul's bowed down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppressed; My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. Sorrow and pain wear out my days, I waste the night with cries, Counting the minutes as they pass, Till the slow morning rise. Shall I be still tormented more? Mine eye consumed with grief? How long, my God, how long before Thine hand afford relief? He hears when dust and ashes speak, He pities all our groans; He saves us for his mercy's sake, And heals our broken bones. The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath; For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Psalm 6

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.13 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health sickness, and recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sick-Bed Devotion; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear: O let it not against me rise. Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! See how I pass my weary days In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night My bed is watered with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. Look, how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts, depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Jesus, the man of constant grief

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #129 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health sickness, and recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sick-Bed Devotion; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness Lyrics: Jesus, the man of constant grief, A mourner all his days; His spirit once rejoiced aloud, And turn'd his joy to praise: "Father, I thank thy wondrous love, That hath revealed thy Son To men unlearned, and to babes Has made thy gospel known. "The mysteries of redeeming grace Are hidden from the wise, While pride and carnal reasonings join To swell and blind their eyes." Thus doth the Lord of heav'n and earth His great decrees fulfil, And orders all his works of grace By his own sovereign will. Scripture: Luke 10:21 Languages: English

The lands that long in darkness lay

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #264 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Complaint of sickness; Devotion on a sick bed; Health sickness, and recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sick-Bed Devotion; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness Lyrics: The lands that long in darkness lay Now have beheld a heav'nly light; Nations that sat in death's cold shade Are blessed with beams divinely bright. The virgin's promised Son is born, Behold th' expected child appear: What shall his names or titles be? "The Wonderful, the Counsellor." [This infant is the mighty God, Come to be suckled and adored; Th' eternal Father, Prince of Peace, The Son of David, and his Lord.] The government of earth and seas Upon his shoulders shall be laid; His wide dominions still increase, And honors to his name be paid. Jesus, the holy child, shall sit High on his father David's throne; Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, And reign to ages yet unknown. Scripture: Isaiah 9:7 Languages: English

Sickness Recovery

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXLI (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sickness and Recovery First Line: A while remained the doubtful strife Lyrics: 1 A while remain'd the doubtful strife, 'Till Jesus gave me back my life. My life? — my soul, recall the word, 'Tis life to see thy gracious Lord. 2 Why inconvenient now to die? Vile unbelief, O tell me why? When can it inconvenient be, My loving Lord, to come to thee? 3 He saw me made the sport of hell, He knew the tempter's malice well; And when my soul had all to fear, Then did the glorious Sun appear. 4 O bless him! — bless, ye dying saints, The God of grace, when nature faints! He shew'd my flesh the gaping grave, To shew me, he had power to save. Languages: English

For a time of general sickness

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCXLIX (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness General First Line: Death with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms: In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, And wait his dread command; And pains, and dying groans obey The signal of his hand. 3 With cruel force, he scatters round His shafts of deadly pow'r; While the grave waits its destin'd prey, Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail; Eternal life is our reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 What though his darts promiscous hurl'd, Deal fatal plagues around; And heaps of putrid carcases O'erload the cumber'd ground; 6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh, Were giv'n him from above, Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood, And feather'd all with love. 7 These, with a gentle hand he throws, And saints lie gasping too; But heav'nly strength supports their souls, And bears them conqu'rors through. Languages: English

Praise for Recovery from Sickness

Author: Dr. Doddridge Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXLII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness and Recovery First Line: Sovereign of life, I own thy hand Lyrics: 1 Sovereign of life, I own thy hand In every chastening stroke; And while I smart beneath thy rod, Thy presence I invoke. 2 To thee in my distress I cried, And thou hast bow'd thy ear; Thy powerful word my life prolong'd, And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, That, with the pious throng, I may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our laboring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints Triumphant e'en in death. 5 My God, in thine appointed hour Those heavenly gates display, Where pain and sin, and fear and death For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd, With raptures bow around, My anthems to delivering grace, In sweeter strains shall sound. Scripture: Psalm 118:18-19 Languages: English

Praise for recovery from sickness

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCLI (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness Praise for recovery from First Line: Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand Lyrics: 1 Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand In every chastening stroke; And while I smart beneath thy rod, Thy presence I invoke. 2 To thee in my distress I cry'd, And thou hast bow'd thy ear; Thy pow'rful word my life prolong'd, And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, That,with the pious throng, I may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our lab'ring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints Triumphant e'en in death. 5 My God, in thine appointed hour Those heav'nly gates display, Where pain and sin, and fear and death For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd, With raptures bow around, My anthems to deliv'ring grace, In sweeter strains shall sound. Scripture: Psalm 118:18-19 Languages: English

Praise for recovery from sickness

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCLI (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness Praise for recovery from First Line: Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand Lyrics: 1 Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand In every chastening stroke; And while I smart beneath thy rod, Thy presence I invoke. 2 To thee in my distress I cry'd, And thou hast bow'd thy ear; Thy pow'rful word my life prolong'd, And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, That,with the pious throng, I may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our lab'ring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints Triumphant e'en in death. 5 My God, in thine appointed hour Those heav'nly gates display, Where pain and sin, and fear and death For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd, With raptures bow around, My anthems to deliv'ring grace, In sweeter strains shall sound. Scripture: Psalm 118:18-19 Languages: English

For a time of general sickness

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCXLIX (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness General First Line: Death with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms: In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, And wait his dread command; And pains, and dying groans obey The signal of his hand. 3 With cruel force, he scatters round His shafts of deadly pow'r; While the grave waits its destin'd prey, Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail; Eternal life is our reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 What though his darts promiscous hurl'd, Deal fatal plagues around; And heaps of putrid carcases O'erload the cumber'd ground; 6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh, Were giv'n him from above, Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood, And feather'd all with love. 7 These, with a gentle hand he throws, And saints lie gasping too; But heav'nly strength supports their souls, And bears them conqu'rors through. Languages: English

Sickness healed, and Sorrows removed

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #52a (1740) Topics: Recovery from Sickness First Line: I will extol Thee, Lord, on high Lyrics: 1 I will extol Thee, Lord, on high, At thy Command Diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark Borders of the Grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye Saints of his, And tell how large his Goodness is; Let all your Pow'rs rejoice and bless, While you record his Holiness. 3 His Anger but a Moment stays; His Love is Life and Length of Days; Tho' Grief and Tears the Night employ, The Morning-Star restores the Joy. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Author: Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #55 (1875) Topics: Sickness First Line: I will extol thee, Lord, on high Scripture: Psalm 30

Complaint and hope in sickness

Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) #389 (1834) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness and Recovery First Line: When we are raised from deep distress

Hezekiah's song; or, sickness and recovery

Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) #390 (1834) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness and Recovery First Line: Lord, I am pain'd; but I resign

Praise for recovery from sickness

Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) #391 (1834) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness and Recovery First Line: My God, thy service well demands

Hope in Sickness

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #429 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Special Occasions Sickness and Recovery First Line: Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are the ways of providence, When those who love thee groan: The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burden'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 The mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While every groan my Father hears; And every tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, With peace upon its wings; Give it, O God thy swift command, With all the joys it brings! Languages: English

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