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The Lord is King: upon His throne

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #41 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: The Lord is King:--upon His throne, He sits in garments glorious: Or girds for war His armour on, In every field victorious: The world came forth at his command; Built on His word its pillars stand; They never can be shaken. The Lord was King ere time began, His reign is everlasting: When high the floods in tumult ran, Their foam to heaven up-casting, He made the raging waves His path; The sea is mighty in its wrath, But God on high is mightier. Thy testimonies, Lord, are sure; Thy realm fears no commotion; Firm as the earth, whose shores endure The eternal toil of ocean: And Thou with perfect peace wilt bless Thy faithful flock;--for holiness Becomes Thine house for ever. Topics: God Majesty of; Testimonies of God Scripture: Psalm 92 Languages: English

Searcher of hearts, to Thee are known

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #42 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Searcher of hearts! to Thee are known The inmost secrets of my breast At home, abroad, in crowds, alone, Thou mark'st my rising and my rest, My thoughts far off, through every maze, Source, stream, and issue,--all my ways. How from Thy presence should I go, Or whither from Thy Spirit flee, Since all above, around, below, Exist in Thine immensity? If up to heaven I take my way, I meet Thee in eternal day. If in the grave I make my bed With worms and dust, lo! Thou art there; If, on the wings of morning sped, Beyond the ocean I repair, I feel Thine all-controlling will, And Thy right hand upholds me still. "Let darkness hide me," If I say, Darkness can no concealment be; Night on Thy rising shines like day; Darkness and light are one with Thee: For Thou mine embryo-form didst view, Ere her own babe my mother knew. In me Thy workmanship display'd, A miracle of power I stand, Fearfully, wonderfully made, And framed in secret by Thine hand: 43 I lived, ere into being brought, Through Thine eternity of thought. How precious are Thy thoughts of peace, O God, to me! how great the sum! New every morn, they never cease; They were, they are, and yet shall come, In number and in compass more Than ocean's sands or ocean's shore. Search me, O God! and know my heart; Try me, my inmost soul survey; And warn Thy servant to depart From every false and evil way; So shall Thy truth my guidance be To life and immortality. Topics: Omnipresence of God; Omniscience of God Scripture: Psalm 39 Languages: English

The Christian warrior

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #43 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: The Christian warrior,--see him stand In the whole armour of his God: The Spirit's sword is in his hand; His feet are with the gospel shod; In panoply of truth complete, Salvation's helmet on his head: With righteousness, a breastplate meet; And faith's broad shield before him spread. He wrestles not with flesh and blood, But principalities and powers, Rulers of darkness, like a flood, Nigh, and assailing at all hours. 44 Nor Satan's fiery darts alone, Quench'd on his shield, at him are hurl'd; The traitor in his heart is known, And the dire friendship of this world. Undaunted to the field he goes; Yet vain were skill and valour there, Unless, to foil his legion-foes, The trustiest weapon were "all-prayer." With this omnipotence he moves, From this the alien armies flee, Till more than conqueror he proves, Through Christ who gives him victory. Thus, strong in his Redeemer's strength, Sin, death, and hell, he tramples down, Fights the good fight, and wins at length, Through mercy, an immortal crown. Topics: Christian soldier; Warrior, Christian Languages: English

Not by the brazen trumpet's voice

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #44 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Not by the brazen trumpet's voice, But the sweet sky-lark's early lay, Our tribes are summoned, to rejoice In God their Saviour on this day. Not to the battle-field we throng With deadly steel in murderous hands, But on our hill of peace the song Of triumph bursts from all our bands. 45 Then, in the temples of the Lord, Assembling round a throne of grace We sing, and pray, and hear the word, And meet our Maker face to face. Salvation's silver trumpet brings Heaven's richest music to our ears; Happy, whose heart with rapture springs, At the first welcome note he hears. He, when the last dread trumpet's tone The dead to second life shall call, May stand unmoved before the throne, Though stars, like lightnings, round him fall. He, where eternal sabbaths shine, Where all by God himself are taught, Lessons shall learn of truth divine, Of power and love, surpassing thought. Topics: Trumpet of salvation; War and peace Languages: English

Thank and praise Jehovah's name

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #45 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Thank and praise Jehovah's name For his mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. Let the ransom'd thus rejoice, Gather'd out of every land; As the people of his choice, Pluck'd from the destroyer's hand. 46 In the wilderness astray, Hither, thither, while they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way, Far from refuge, shelter, home; Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. To a pleasant land He brings, Where the vine and olive grow, Where from flowery hills the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. O that men would praise the Lord, For His goodness to their race; For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! They that mourn in dungeon-gloom, Bound in iron and despair, Sentenced to a heavier doom Than the pangs they suffer there;-- Foes and rebels once to God, They disdain'd His high control; Now they feel His fiery rod, Striking terrors through their soul. Wrung with agony, they fall To the dust, and, gazing round, Call for help;--in vain they call; Help, nor hope, nor friend are found. 47 Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. He restores their forfeit breath, Breaks in twain the gates of brass; From the bands and grasp of death, Forth to liberty they pass. O that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! Sinners, for transgression, see Sharp disease their youth consume, And their beauty, like a tree, Withering on an early tomb. Food is loathsome to their taste, And the eye revolts from light; All their joys to ruin haste, As the sunset into night. Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. He with health renews their frame, Lengthens out their number'd days, Let them glorify His name With the sacrifice of praise. 48 O that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! They that toil upon the deep, And, in vessels light and frail, O'er the mighty waters sweep, With the billow and the gale,-- Mark what wonders God performs, When He speaks, and, unconfined, Rush to battle all His storms, In the chariots of the wind. Up to heaven their bark is whirl'd On the mountain of the wave, Down as suddenly 'tis hurl'd To th' abysses of the grave. To and fro they reel and roll, As intoxicate with wine; Terrors paralyze their soul, Helm they quit, and hope resign. Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. Calm and smooth the surges flow, And where deadly lightning ran, God's own reconciling bow Metes the ocean with a span. 49 O that men would praise the Lord, For His goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! Topics: Deliverance from perils at sea; Deliverance from malignant disease; Deliverance from captivity; Deliverance in the wilderness; Deliverance of God's people Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

Lord, Thou hast been Thy people's rest

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #46 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: Lord, Thou hast been Thy people's rest, Through all their generations; Their refuge when by troubles prest, Their hope in tribulations: Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth, Or ever Thou hadst form'd the earth, Art God from everlasting. Our life is like the transient breath, That tells a mournful story; Early or late, stopt short by death;-- And where is all our glory? Our days are threescore years and ten, And if the span be lengthened then, Their strength is toil and sorrow. Lo Thou hast set before Thine eyes All our misdeeds and errors; Our secret sins from darkness rise At Thine awakening terrors: Who shall abide the trying hour? Who knows the thunder of Thy power? We flee unto Thy mercy. 50 Lord, teach us so to mark our days, That we may prize them duly; So guide our feet in Wisdom's ways, That we may love Thee truly: Return, O Lord! our griefs behold, And with Thy goodness, as of old, O satisfy us early. Topics: Time, life, and man past, present, future Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

O my soul! with all thy powers

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #47 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: O my soul! with all thy powers, Bless the Lord's most holy name; O my soul! till life's last hours, Bless the Lord, His praise proclaim; Thine infirmities He heal'd, He thy peace and pardon seal'd. He with loving-kindness crown'd thee, Satisfied thy mouth with good, From the snares of death unbound thee, Eagle-like thy youth renew'd: Rich in tender mercy He, Slow to wrath, to favour free. He will not retain displeasure, Though awhile He hide His face, Nor His God-like bounty measure By our merit, but His grace: As the heaven the earth transcends, Over us His care extends. 51 Far as east and west are parted, He our sins hath sever'd thus; As a father, loving-hearted, Spares his son, He spareth us; For He knows our feeble frame. He remembers whence we came. From eternity enduring, To eternity, the Lord, Still His people's bliss insuring, Keeps His covenanted word: Yea, with truth and righteousness, Children's children He will bless. As in heaven, His throne and dwelling, King on earth He holds His sway; Angels! ye in strength excelling, Bless the Lord, His voice obey: All His works beneath the pole Bless the Lord, with thee, my soul! Topics: God long-suffering of Scripture: Psalm 3 Languages: English

Go where a foot hath never trod

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #48 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Go where a foot hath never trod, Through unfrequented forests flee; The wilderness is full of God, His presence dwells in every tree. To Israel and to Egypt dead, Moses the fugitive appears; Unknown he lived, till o'er his head Had fall'n the snow of fourscore years. 52 But God the wandering exile found, In His appointed time and place; The desert sand grew holy ground, And Horeb's rock a throne of grace. The lonely bush a tree became, A tree of beauty and of light! Involved with unconsuming flame, That made the moon around it night. Then came, the Eternal Voice that spake Salvation to the chosen seed; Thence went the Almighty arm that brake Proud Pharoah's yoke, and Israel freed. By Moses, old and slow of speech, These mighty miracles were shown; Jehovah's messenger! to teach That power belongs to God alone. Topics: Horeb; Moses in the desert Languages: English

He climbed the mountain; and behold

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #49 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: He climb'd the mountain; and behold! The land before him lay; Here Jordan's bounding waters roll'd, There Carmel stretch'd away. From northern Lebanon, outspread, To Araby the wild, Where strangers' lives the Patriarchs led, Their promised Canaan smiled: A land of fountains and of rills, Pure milk and honey flow'd; Whose stones were iron; from whose hills Brass in the furnace glow'd: 53 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, Whose trees with fruitage hung, While birds, to soothe the labourers' toil, Amid the branches sung. Valleys stood thick with golden grain, Goats bounded on the rocks, And white and dark, on slope and plain, Roam'd pasturing herds and flocks. But all the soil with blood was stain'd, Revenge and rapine strove; Pagan abominations reign'd In every haunted grove. From cities populous and proud The shrieks of children came, Where drums and cymbals led the crowd, Round Moloch's altar-flame. The Vision changed;--then Moses saw The Idols overthrown, God out of Zion giving law, God worship'd there alone. And still the vision grew more bright; On humble Bethlehem shined The star of Jacob, and a light To lighten all mankind, In silent trance the prophet gazed: "It is enough," he cried; His hands with holy rapture raised, Saw the Lord's Christ, and died. His spirit return'd to God who gave: His body, nowhere found, 54 Shall keep the secret of its grave Till the last trumpet sound. Topics: Moses death of; Pisgah-vision; Promised land Languages: English

When on Sinai's top I see

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #50 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: When on Sinai's top I see God descend in Majesty, To proclaim His holy law, All my spirit sinks with awe. When, in ecstasy sublime, Tabor's glorious steep I climb, At the too-transporting light, Darkness rushes 'o'er my sight. When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. Here I would for ever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away; Thou art heaven on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary. Topics: Calvary; Sinai; Tabor; Three mountains Languages: English