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The aged pilgrim

Author: Sir Robert Grant Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #658 (1891) Scripture: Psalm 79:9 First Line: Thy mercy heard my infant prayer Topics: Christians Sufferings of; Old Age; Pilgrim Spirit of; Resignation Languages: English

Behold, O God, what cruel foes

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.LXXIX (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 79 Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wise o'er the valleys, drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 The insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted pow'r, And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captive sigh, And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who by thy grace despise Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And ev'ry future age shall tell, Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard'ning grace. Topics: For the Distress of War Languages: English

For the distress of War

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LXXIX (1785) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O GOD, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies, drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your GOD of boasted power, "And where the promise of his grace. 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sovereign power reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And every future age shall tell, Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. Languages: English

For the Distress of War

Hymnal: Psalms #79 (1793) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. , 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted pow'r, "And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign; Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy veng'ance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And ev'ry future age shall tell, Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard'ning grace. Languages: English

Prayer in Peril

Author: Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #132 (1875) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Topics: Church Afflicted; Oppressed

For the Distress of War

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.) #140a (1786) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted power, "And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sovereign power reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And every future age shall tell, Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. Topics: Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death; Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death Languages: English

For the Distress of War

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #140a (1790) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted power, "And where the promise of his grace?" 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sovereign power reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And every future age shall tell, Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. Topics: Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death; Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death Languages: English

For the Distress of War

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.) #149 (1786) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted power, "And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sovereign power reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And every future age shall tell, Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. Topics: Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death; Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death Languages: English

For the Distress of War

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #149 (1787) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted power, "And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sovereign power reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And every future age shall tell, Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. Topics: Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death; Hope in darkness; Hope and despair in death Languages: English

For the distress of war

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #162 (1791) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted power, "And where the promise of his grace?" 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sov'reign power reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd t' insult thy reign; Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honor raise, And every future age shall tell, Thy sov'reign power and pard'ning grace. Languages: English