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Summer and Winter

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.) #260 (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God, And make his honours known abroad; For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground: His hail descends with dreadful sound: The icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown; His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Summer and Winter

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #260 (1790) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God, And make his honours known abroad; For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground: His hail descends with dreadful sound: The icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown; His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Summer and Winter

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.) #277 (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God, And make his honours known abroad; For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground: His hail descends with dreadful sound: The icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown; His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Summer and Winter

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #277 (1787) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God, And make his honours known abroad; For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground: His hail descends with dreadful sound: The icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown; His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Summer and Winter: A Song for Great-Britain

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #271 (1740) Topics: Winter and Summer First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD, And make his Honours known abroad, He bid the Ocean round thee flow; Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so. 2 Thy Children are secure and blest; Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest; He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat, And adds his Blessing to their Meat. 3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter Rains; His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends, And thus the springing Corn defends. 4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground; His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound: Where is the Man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful Cold? 5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow; The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow; But he hath nobler Works and Ways To call the Britons to his Praise. 6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown, His Gospel through the Nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his Word To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

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.) #259 (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #259 (1790) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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The Seasons of the Year

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.) #261a (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
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The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #261a (1790) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
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The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

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.) #276 (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #276 (1787) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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The Seasons of the Year

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.) #278a (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
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The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #278a (1787) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English
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Psalm 147 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.332 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Summer and winter; Winter and summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav'nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature's skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him. But saints are lovely in his sight, He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks, and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Psalm 147 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.333 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Summer and winter; Winter and summer First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty God Lyrics: O Britain, praise thy mighty God, And make his honors known abroad, He bid the ocean round thee flow; Not bars of brass could guard thee so. Thy children are secure and blest; Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest; He feeds thy sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. Thy changing seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with clatt'ring sound: Where is the man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful cold? He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call the Britons to his praise. To all the isle his laws are shown, His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus revealed his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Psalm 147

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.334 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Summer and winter; Winter and summer First Line: With songs and honors sounding loud Lyrics: With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven's cry; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honors high. His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail, The wretch that dares this God defy Shall find his courage fail. He sends his word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English
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Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #76 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Summer and winter; Winter and summer Lyrics: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav'nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature's skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him. But saints are lovely in his sight, He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks, and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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Praise ye the Lord: 'Tis good to raise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147a (1766) Topics: Winter and Summer Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'Tis good to raise Our Hearts and Voices in his Praise; His Nature and his Works invite To make this Duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers Nations to his Name; His Mercy melts the stubborn Soul, And makes the broken Spirit whole. 3 He form'd the Stars, those heav'nly Flames; He counts their Numbers, calls their Names; His Wisdom's vast, and knows no Bound, A Deep where all our Thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his Might; And all his Glories infinite: He crowns the Meek, rewards the Just, And treads the Wicked to the Dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his Clouds all round the Sky; There he prepares the fruitful Rain, Nor lets the Drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the Grass the Hills adorn; And cloaths the smiling Fields with Corn; The Beasts with Food his Hands supply, And the young Ravens when they cry. 7 What is the Creature's Skill or Force, The sprightly Man, the warlike Horse, The nimble Wit, the active Limb? All are too mean Delights for him. 8 But Saints are lovely in his Sight; He views his Children with Delight; He sees their Hope, he knows their Fear; And looks and loves his Image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147b (1766) Topics: Winter and Summer Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD, And make his Honours known abroad; He bid the Ocean round thee flow; Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so. 2 Thy Children are secure and blest; Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest; He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat, And adds his Blessing to their Meat. 3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter Rains; His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends, And thus the springing Corn defends. 4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground; His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound: Where is the Man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful Cold? 5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow; The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow; But he hath nobler Works and Ways To call the Britons to his Praise. 6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown, His Gospel through the Nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his Word To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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With Songs and Honours sounding loud

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147c (1766) Topics: Winter and Summer Lyrics: 1 With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the Heav'ns he spreads his Cloud, And Waters veil the Sky. 2 He sends his Show'rs of Blessings down To chear the Plains below; He makes the Grass the Mountains crown, And Corn in Vallies grow. 3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat, He hears the Ravens cry; But Man who tastes his finest Wheat, Should raise his Honours high. 4 His steady Counsels change the Face Of the declining Year; He bids the Sun cut short his Race, And wint'ry Days appear. 5 His hoary Frost, his fleecy Snow, Descend and clothe the Ground; The liquid Streams forbear to flow, In icy Fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful Stores on high He pours the rattling Hail, The Wretch that dares this GOD defy Shall find his Courage fail. 7 He sends his Word, and melts the Snow, The Fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer Gales to blow, And bids the Spring return. 8 The changing Wind, the flying Cloud, Obey his mighty Word; With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
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The Divine Nature, Providence and Grace

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #270 (1740) Topics: Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord: 'Tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'Tis good to raise Our Hearts and Voices in his Praise; His Nature and his Works invite To make this Duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers Nations to his Name; His Mercy melts the stubborn Soul, And makes the broken Spirit whole. 3 He form'd the Stars, those heav'nly Flames; He counts their Numbers, calls their Names; His Wisdom's vast, and knows no Bound, A Deep where all our Thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his Might; And all his Glories infinite: He crowns the Meek, rewards the Just, And treads the Wicked to the Dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his Clouds all round the Sky; There he prepares the fruitful Rain, Nor lets the Drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the Grass the Hills adorn; And cloaths the smiling Fields with Corn; The Beasts with Food his Hands supply, And the young Ravens when they cry. 7 What is the Creature's Skill or Force, The sprightly Man, the warlike Horse, The nimble Wit, the active Limb? All are too mean Delights for him. 8 But Saints are lovely in his Sight; He views his Children with Delight; He sees their Hope, he knows their Fear, And looks and loves his Image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
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The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #272 (1740) Topics: Winter and Summer First Line: With Songs and Honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the Heav'ns he spreads his Cloud, And Waters veil the Sky. 2 He sends his Show'rs of Blessings down To chear the Plains below; He makes the Grass the Mountains crown, And Corn in Vallies grow. 3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat, He hears the Ravens cry; But Man who tastes his finest Wheat, Should raise his Honours high. 4 His steady Counsels change the Face Of the declining Year; He bids the Sun cut short his Race, And wint'ry Days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the Ground; The liquid Streams forbear to flow, In icy Fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful Stores on high He pours the rattling Hail, The Wretch that dares this GOD defy Shall find his Courage fail. 7 He sends his Word, and melts the Snow, The Fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer Gales to blow, And bids the Spring return. 8 The changing Wind, the flying Cloud, Obey his mighty Word; With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English
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Let Zion praise the mighty God

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.CXLVII.II (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Summer and Winter Lyrics: 9 Let Zion praise the mighty God, And make his honours known abroad; For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 10 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessings to their meat. 11 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 12 With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with dreadful sound: His icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 13 He bids the warmer breezes blow, The ice dissolves, the waters flow. But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 14 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown, His gospel thro' the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To ev'ry land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Chant for the Seasons

Author: Mark L. Belletini, 1949- Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #73 (1993) Meter: Irregular Topics: Transcending Mystery and Wonder Solstice and Equinox; Autumn and Harvest; Pagan; Seasons and Cycles; Spring; Summer; Winter First Line: Summertime has turned the starwheel Languages: English Tune Title: PRAHA
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Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness!

Author: Thomas O. Chisholm (1866-1960) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #153 (2005) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: The Activity of God God in creation; Our Response to God in times and seasons; Assurance; God Faithfulness of; Harvest; Providence; Renewal; Seasons; Summer; Winter First Line: Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father Lyrics: 1 Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father, there is no shadow of turning with thee; thou changest not, thy compassions, they fail not, as thou hast been thou forever wilt be. [Refrain:] Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see; all I have needed thy hand hath provided -- great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me. 2 Summer and winter, and seed-time and harvest, sun, moon, and stars in their courses above, join with all nature in manifold witness to thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love. [Refrain] 3 Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth, thy own dear presence to cheer and to guide; strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow, blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside. [Refrain] Scripture: Genesis 8:22 Languages: English Tune Title: FAITHFULNESS
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Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness!

Author: Thomas O. Chisholm (1866-1960) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #153 (2008) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: The Activity of God God in creation; Our Response to God in times and seasons; Assurance; God Faithfulness of; Harvest; Providence; Renewal; Seasons; Summer; Winter First Line: Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father Lyrics: 1 Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father, there is no shadow of turning with thee; thou changest not, thy compassions, they fail not; as thou hast been thou forever wilt be. [Refrain:] Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see; all I have needed thy hand hath provided -- great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me. 2 Summer and winter, and seed-time and harvest, sun, moon, and stars in their courses above, join with all nature in manifold witness to thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love. [Refrain] 3 Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth, thy own dear presence to cheer and to guide; strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow, blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside. [Refrain] Scripture: Genesis 8:22 Languages: English Tune Title: FAITHFULNESS

While earth remains

Author: John L. Bell (b. 1949) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #228 (2005) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Living God Our Response to God - in times and seasons; Harvest; Jesus Resurrection; Renewal; Summer; Winter First Line: God, who made the earth, declared it good in the beginning Scripture: Genesis 1:31 Languages: English Tune Title: ARIRANG

While earth remains

Author: John L. Bell (b. 1949) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #228 (2008) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Living God Our Response to God - in times and seasons; Harvest; Jesus Resurrection; Renewal; Summer; Winter First Line: God, who made the earth, declared it good in the beginning Scripture: Genesis 1:31 Languages: English Tune Title: ARIRANG
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All good gifts around us

Author: Matthias Claudius (1740-1815); Jane Montgomery Campbell (1817-1878) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #229 (2005) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D with refrain Topics: Our Response to God in times and seasons; Gratitude; Harvest; Offering of gifts; Providence; Summer; Winter First Line: We plough the field and scatter Lyrics: 1 We plough the fields and scatter the good seed on the land, but it is fed and watered by God's almighty hand; he sends the snow in winter, the warmth to swell the grain, the breezes and the sunshine and soft refreshing rain. [Refrain:] All good gifts around us are sent from heaven above; then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, for all his love. 2 He only is the Maker of all things near and far; he paints the wayside flower, he lights the evening star; the wind and waves obey him, by him the birds are fed; much more to us, his children, he gives our daily bread. [Refrain] 3 We thank you then, O Father, for all things bright and good, the seed-time and the harvest, our life, our health, our food. Accept the gifts we offer for all your love imparts, with what we know you long for: our humble, thankful hearts. [Refrain] Scripture: 1 Chronicles 29:14 Languages: English Tune Title: WIR PFLÜGEN
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All good gifts around us

Author: Matthias Claudius (1740-1815); Jane Montgomery Campbell (1817-1878) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #229 (2008) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D with refrain Topics: Our Response to God in times and seasons; Gratitude; Harvest; Offering of gifts; Providence; Summer; Winter First Line: We plough the field and scatter Lyrics: 1 We plough the fields and scatter the good seed on the land, but it is fed and watered by God's almighty hand; he sends the snow in winter, the warmth to swell the grain, the breezes and the sunshine, and soft refreshing rain. [Refrain:] All good gifts around us are sent from heaven above; then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord for all his love. 2 He only is the Maker of all things near and far; he paints the wayside flower, he lights the evening star; the wind and waves obey him, by him the birds are fed; much more to us, his children, he gives our daily bread. [Refrain] 3 We thank thee, then, O Father, for all things bright and good, the seed-time and the harvest, our life, our health, our food. Accept the gifts we offer for all your love imparts, with what we know you long for: our humble, thankful hearts. [Refrain] Scripture: 1 Chronicles 29:14 Languages: English Tune Title: WIR PFLÜGEN
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I Sought the Wood in Summer

Author: Willa Cather, 1893-1947 Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #328 (1993) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Humanist Teachings Beauty, Truth, and Goodness; Seasons and Cycles; Summer; Winter Lyrics: 1 I sought the wood in summer when every twig was green; the rudest boughs were tender, and buds were pink between. Light-fingered aspens trembled in fitful sun and shade, and daffodils were golden in every starry glade. 2 “How frail a thing is Beauty,” I said, “when every breath she gives the vagrant summer but swifter woos her death. For this the star dust troubles, for this have ages rolled: to deck the wood for bridal and slay her with the cold.” 3 I sought the wood in winter when every leaf was dead; behind the wind-whipped branches the winter sun was red. The birches, white and slender, in breathless marble stood, the brook, a white immortal, slept silent in the wood. 4 “How sure a thing is Beauty,” I cried. “No bolt can slay, nor wave nor shock despoil her, nor ravishers dismay. The granite hills are slighter, the sea more like to fail, behind the rose the planet, the Law behind the veil.” Languages: English Tune Title: MERLE'S TUNE

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