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Jesus is gone above the Skies

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #HXII (1760) Lyrics: 1 Jesus is gone above the Skies, Where our weak Senses reach Him not, And carnal Objects court our Eyes To thrust our Saviour from our Thought. 2 He knows what wand'ring Hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely Face; And, to refresh our Minds He gave These kind Memorials of his Grace. 3 The Lord of Life this Table spread With his own Flesh and dying Blood, We on the rich Provision feed, And taste the Wine, and bless our God. 4 Let sinful Sweets be all forgot, And Earth grow less in our Esteem; Christ and his Love fill ev'ry Thought, And Faith and Hope be fix'd on Him. 5 While He is absent from our Sight, 'Tis to prepare our Souls a Place, That we may dwell in heav'nly Light, And live for ever near his Face. 6 Our Eyes look upwards to the Hills Whence our returning Lord shall come; We wait thy Chariots hast'ning Wheels To fetch our longing Spirits Home. Scripture: John 16:16 Languages: English

Judge me, O Lord; for I the Paths

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XXVI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Judge me, O Lord; for I the Paths of Righteousness have trod: I cannot fail, who all my Trust repose on Thee, my God. 2,3 Search, prove my Heart, whose Innocence will shine, the more 'tis try'd; For I have kept thy Grace in View, and made thy Truth my Guide. 4 I never for Companions took the Idle or Prophane; No Hypocrite, with all his Arts, could e'er my Friendship gain. 5 I hate the busy, plotting Crew, who make distracted Times; And shun their wicked Company, as I avoid their Crimes. 6 I'll wash my Hands in Innocence, and bring a Heart so pure, That when thy Altar I approach, my Welcome shall be sure. 7,8 My Thanks I'll publish there, and tell how thy Renown excels: That Seat affords me most Delight, in which thy Honour dwells. 9 Pass not on me the Sinners Doom, Who Murder make their Trade; 10 Who others Rights, by secret Bribes, or open Force, invade. 11 But I will walk in Paths of Truth, and Innocence pursue; Protect me therefore, and to me thy Mercies, Lord, renew. 12 In spite of all assaulting Foes, I still maintain my Ground; And shall survive amongst thy Saints, thy Praises to resound. Scripture: Psalm 26 Languages: English

Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XLIII (1760) Lyrics: 1 Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes Do Thou Assert my injur'd Right: O! set me free, my God, from those That in Deceit and Wrong delight. 2 Since Thou art still my only Stay, Why leav'st Thou me in deep Distress? Why go I mourning all the Day, Whilst me insulting Foes oppress? 3 Let me with Light and Truth be blest; Be these my Guides, and lead the Way, Till on thy Holy Hill I rest, And in thy sacred Temple pray. 4 Then will I there fresh Altars raise To God, who is my only Joy; And well-tun'd Harps, with Songs of Praise, Shall all my grateful Hours employ. 5 Why then cast down, my Soul? and why So much oppress'd with anxious Care? On God, thy God, for Aid rely; Who will thy ruin'd State repair. Scripture: Psalm 43 Languages: English

Let all the Just to God with Joy

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XXXIII (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let all the Just to God with Joy their chearful Voices raise; For well the Righteous it becomes to sing glad Songs of Praise. 2,3 Let Harps, and Psalteries, and Lutes in joyful Concert meet; And new-made Songs of loud Applause the Harmony complete. 4,5 For faithful is the Word of God: His Works with Truth abound: He Justice loves; and all the Earth is with His Goodness crown'd. 6 By his Almighty Word, at first, Heav'n's glorious Arch was rear'd; And all the beauteous Hosts of Light at his Command appear'd. 7 The swelling Floods, together roll'd, He makes in Heaps to lie; And lays, as in a Store-house, safe, the watry Treasures by. 8,9 Let Earth and all that dwell therein, before Him trembling stand; For, when he spake the Word, 'twas made: 'twas fix'd at his Command. 10 He, when the Heathen closely plot, their Counsels undermines: His Wisdom ineffectual makes the Peoples rash Designs. 11 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees, shall stand for ever sure; The settled Purpose of His Heart to Ages shall endure. Part II 12 How happy then are they, to whom the Lord for God is known! Whom He, from all the World besides, has chosen for his own. 13,14,15 He all the Nations of the Earth from Heav'n, his Throne, survey'd: He saw their Works, and view'd their Thoughts; by him their Hearts were made. 16,17 No King is safe by num'rous Hosts; their Strength the Strong deceives; No manag'd horse, by Force or Speed, his Warlike Rider saves. 18, 19 'Tis God, who those that trust in Him beholds with gracious Eyes: He frees their Soul from Death; their Want, in time of Dearth, supplies. 20,21 Our Soul on God with Patience waits; our Help and Shield is He! Then, Lord, let still our Hearts rejoice because we trust in Thee. 22 The Riches of thy Mercy Lord, do thou to us extend; Since we, for all we want or wish, on Thee alone depend. Scripture: Psalm 33 Languages: English

Let all the Lands with Shouts of Joy

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LXVI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let all the Lands with Shouts of Joy 2 to God their Voices raise; Sing Psalms in Honour of His Name, and spread His glorious Praise. 3 And let them say, How dreadful, Lord, in all thy Works art Thou! To thy great Pow'r thy stubborn Foes shall all be forc'd to bow. 4 Thro' all the Earth the Nations round shall Thee their God confess; And with glad Hymns their awful Dread of thy great Name express. 5 O! come, behold the Works of God; and then with me you'll own, That He to all the Sons of Men has wond'rous Judgments shown. 6 He made the Sea become dry Land, through which our Fathers walk'd; Whilst to each other of his Might with Joy his People talk'd. 7 He by his Pow'r for ever rules; his Eyes the World survey: Let no presumptuous Man rebel against his sov'reign Sway. Part II 8,9 O! all ye Nations, bless our God, and loudly speak his Praise; Who keeps our Soul alive, and still confirms our stedfast Ways. 10 For Thou hast try'd us, Lord, as Fire does try the precious Ore: 11 Thou brought'st us into Steights, where we oppressing Burdens bore. 12 Insulting Foes did us, their Slaves, thro' Fire and Water chase; But yet, at last, Thou brought'st us forth into a wealthy Place. 13 Burnt-off'rings to thy House I'll bring, and there my Vows I'll pay; 14 Which I with solemn Zeal did make in Trouble's dismal Day. 15 Then shall the richest Incense smoke, the fattest Rams shall fall, The choicest Goats from out the Fold, and Bullocks from the Stall. 16 O! come, all ye that rear the Lord; attend with heedful Care, Whilst I, what God for me has done, with grateful Joy declare. 17,18 As I, before, His Aid implor'd, so now I praise His Name; Who, if my Heart, had harbour'd Sin, would all my Pray'rs disclaim. 19 But God to me, when e'er I cry'd, His gracious Ear did bend; And to the Voice of my Request, with constant Love, attend. 20 Then bless'd for ever be my God, who never when I pray, With-holds his Mercy from my Soul, nor turns his Face away! Scripture: Psalm 66 Languages: English

Let all the list'ning world attend

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XLIX (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let all the list'ning World attend, 2 and my Instructions hear: Let High and Low, and Rich and Poor, with joint Consent give Ear: 3 My Mouth, with sacred Wisdom fill'd, shall good Advice impart; The sound Result of prudent Thoughts, digested in my Heart. 4 To Parables of weighty Sense I will my Ear incline; While to my tuneful Harp I sing, dark Words of deep Design. 5 Why should my Courage fail in Times of Danger, and of Doubt; When Sinners, that would me supplant, have compass'd me about? 6 Those Men, that all their Hope and Trust in Heaps of Treasure place; And boasting, triumph, when they see their ill-got Wealth increase; 7 Are yet unable from the Grave their dearest Friend to free; Nor can, by Force of costly Bribes, reverse God's firm Decree. 8,9 Their vain Endeavours they must quit; the Price is held too high: No Sums can purchase such a Grant, that Man should never die. 10 Not Wisdom can the Wise exempt, nor Fools their Folly save; But both must perish, and, in Death, their Wealth to others leave. 11 For tho' they think their stately Seats shall ne'er to Ruin fall; But their Remembrance last in Lands which by their Names they call; 12 Yet shall their Fame be soon forgot, how great soe'er their State: With Beasts their Memory, and they, shall share one common Fate. Part II 13 How great their Folly is, who thus absurd Conclusions make! And yet their Children, unreclaim'd, repeat the gross Mistake. 14 They all, like Sheep to Slaughter led, the Prey of Death are made; Their Beauty, while the Just rejoice, within the Grave shall fade. 15 But God will yet redeem my Soul; and from the greedy Grave His greater Pow'r shall set me free, and to Himself receive. 16 Then fear not thou, when worldly Men in envy'd Wealth abound; Nor thou, their prosp'rous House increase, with State and Honour crown'd. 17 For, when they're summon'd hence by Death; they leave all this behind; No Shadow of their former Pomp within the Grave they find: 18 And yet they tho't their State was blest, caught in the Flatt'rer's Snare; Who praises those that slight all else, and of themselves take care. 19 In their Forefathers Steps they tread; and when, like them, they die, Their wretched Ancestors, and they, in endless Darkness lie. 20 For Man, how great soe'er his State; unless he's truly wise, As like a sensual Beast he lives, so, like a Beast, he dies. Scripture: Psalm 49 Languages: English

Let David, Lord, a constant Place

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXXXII (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let David, Lord, a constant Place in thy Remembrance find; Let all the Sorrows he endur'd, be ever in thy Mind. 2 Remember what a solemn Oath to Thee, his Lord, he swore; How to the mighty God he vow'd, whom Jacob's Sons adore: 3,4 I will not go into my House, nor to my Bed ascend; No soft Repose shall close my Eyes, nor Sleep my Eye-lids bend; 5 'Till for the Lord's design'd Abode I mark the destin'd Ground; 'Till I a decent Place of Rest for Jacob's God have found. 6 Th' appointed Place with Shouts of Joy, at Ephrata we found, And made the Woods and neighb'ring Fields our glad Applause resound. 7 O with due Rev'rence let us then to his Abode repair; And, prostrate at his Footstool fall'n, pour out our humble Pray'r. 8 Arise, O Lord, and now possess thy constant Place of Rest; Be that, not only with thy Ark, but with thy Presence blest. 9.10 Cloath Thou thy Priests with Righteousness, make Thou thy Saints rejoice; And for thy Servant David's Sake, hear thy Anointed's Voice. 11 God sware to David in his Truth, (nor shall his Oath be vain) One of thy Offspring after thee upon thy Throne shall reign: 12 And if thy Seed my Cov'nant keep and so my Laws submit; Their Children too upon thy Throne for evermore shall sit. 13,14 For Sion does in God's Esteem all other Seats excel; His Place of everlasting Rest, where He desires to dwell. 15,16 Her Store, says He, I will increase, her Poor with Plenty bless; Her Saints shall shout for Joy, her Priests my saving Health confess. 17 There David's Pow'r shall long remain in his successive Line, And my anointed Servant there shall with fresh Lustre shine. 15 The Faces of his vanquish'd Foes Confusion shall o'erspread; Whilst with confirm'd Success, his Crown shall flourish on his Head. Scripture: Psalm 132 Languages: English

Let ev'ry mortal Ear attend

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #HII (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let ev'ry mortal Ear attend, and ev'ry Heart rejoice, The Trumpet of the Gospel sounds with an inviting Voice. 2 Ho! all ye hungry starving Souls, that feed upon the Wind, And vainly strive with earthly Toys to fill an empty Mind: 3 Eternal Wisdom has prepar'd a Soul-reviving Feast, And bids your longing Appetites the rich Provision taste. 4 Ho! ye that pant for living Streams, and pine away and die; Here you may quench your raging Thirst with Springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of Love and Mercy here in a rich Ocean join; Salvation in Abundance flows, like Floods of Milk and Wine. 6 Ye perishing and naked Poor, who work with mighty Pain, To weave a Garment of your own, that will not hide your Sin; 7 Come naked and adorn your Souls, in Robes prepar'd by God, Wrought by the Labours of his Son, and dy'd in his own Blood. 8 Dear Lord! the Treasures of thy Love are everlasting Mines; Deep as our helpless Miseries are, and boundless as our Sins. 9 The happy Gates of Gospel-Grace stand open Night and Day; Lord, we are come to seek Supplies, and drive our Wants away. Scripture: Isaiah 55:1-2 Languages: English

Let God, the God of Battle, rise

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LXVIII (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let God, the God of Battle, rise, And scatter His presumptuous Foes; Let shameful Rout their Host surprise, Who spitefully His Pow'r oppose. 2 As Smoke in Tempests Rage is lost, Or Wax into the Furnace cast; So let their sacrilegious Host Before His wrathful Presence waste. 3 But let the Servants of His Will His Favour's gentle Beams enjoy; Their upright Hearts let Gladness fill, And chearful Songs their Tongues employ. 4 To Him your Voice in Anthems raise: JEHOVAH's awful Name He bears: In Him rejoice; extol His Praise, Who rides upon high-rolling Spheres. 5 Him, from His Empire of the Skies, To this low World Compassion draws, The Orphan's Claim to patronize And judge the injur'd Widow's Cause. 6 'Tis God, who from a foreign Soil Restores poor Exiles to their Home; Makes Captives free; and fruitless Toil, Their proud Oppressors righteous Doom. 7 'Twas so of old, when Thou didst lead In Person, Lord, our Armies forth; Strange Terrors thro' the Desert spread, Convulsions shook th' astonish'd Earth. 8 The breaking Clouds did Rain distill, And Heav'n's high Arches shook with Fear; How then should Sinai's humble Hill Of Israel's God the Presence bear! 9 Thy Hand, at famish'd Earth's Complaint, Reliev'd her from celestial Stores; And, when thy Heritage was faint, Asswag'd the Drought with plenteous Show'rs. 10 Where Savages had rang'd before, At Ease Thou mad'st our Tribes reside; And in the Desert for the Poor, Thy generous Bounty did provide. Part II 11 Thou gav'st the Word; we sallied forth, And in that pow'rful Word o'ercame; Whilst Virgin-troops, with Songs of Mirth, In State our Conquest did proclaim. 12 Vast Armies, by such Gen'rals led, As yet had ne'er receiv'd a Foil, Forsook their Camp with sudden Dread, And to our Women left the Spoil. 13 Though Egypt's Drudges you have been, Your Army's Wings shall shine as bright, As Doves in golden Sunshine seen, Or silver'd o'er with paler Light. 14 'Twas so, when God's Almighty Hand O'er scatter'd Kings the Conquest won; Our Troops, drawn up on Jordan's Strand, High Salmon's glitt'ring Snow outshone. 15 From thence to Jordan's farther Coast, And Bashan's Hill, we did advance: No more her Height shall Bashan boast, But that she's God's Inheritance. 16 But wherefore (tho' the Honour's great) Should this, O Mountain, swell your Pride? For Sion is His chosen Seat, Where He for ever will reside. 17 His Chariot's numberless; his Pow'rs Are heav'nly Hosts, that wait His Will: His Presence now fill Sion's Tow'rs, As once it honour'd Sinai's Hill. 18 Ascending high, in Triumph Thou Captivity hast captive led; And on thy People didst bestow The Spoil of Armies, once their Dread. Ev'n Rebels shall partake thy Grace, And humble Proselytes repair To worship at thy Dwelling-place, And all the World pay Homage there. 19 For Benefits each Day bestow'd, Be daily His great Name ador'd; 20 Who is our Saviour, and our God, Of Life and Death the sov'reign Lord. 21 But Justice for His harden'd Foes Proportion'd Vengeance hath decreed, To wound the hoary Head of those Who in presumptuous Crimes proceed. 22 The Lord has thus in Thunder spoke: "As I subdu'd prous Bashan's King, "Once more I'll break my People's Yoke, "And from the Deep my Servants bring: 23 "Their Feet shall with a crimson Flood "Of slaughter'd Foes be cover'd o'er; "Nor Earth receive such impious Blood, "But leave for Dogs th' unhallow'd Gore." Part III 24 When, marching to thy blest Abode, The wond'rous Multitude survey'd The pompous State of Thee, our God, In Robes of Majesty array'd; 25 Sweet-singing Levites led the Van; Loud Instruments brought up the Rear; Between both Troops a Virgin-Train With Voice and Timbrel charm'd the Ear. 26 This was the Burden of their Song: "In full Assemblies bless the Lord; "All who to Israel's Tribes belong, "The God of Israel's Praise record." 27 Nor little Benjamin alone From neighb'ring Bounds did there attend. Nor only Judah's nearer Throne Her Counsellors in State did send; But Zebulon's remoter Seat, And Napthli's more distant Coast, (The grand Procession to complete) Sent up their Tribes, a princely Host. 28 Thus God to Strength and Union brought Our Tribes, at Strife till that blest Hour. This Work, which Thou, O God, hast wrought. Confirm with fresh Recruits of Pow'r. 29 To visit Salem, Lord, descend, And Sion thy terrestrial Throne; Where Kings with Presents shall attend, And Thee with offer'd Crowns atone. 30 Break down the Spearmens Ranks, who threat Like pamper'd Herds of savage Might: Their silver-armour'd Chiefs defeat, Who in destructive War delight. 31 Egypt shall then to God stretch forth Her Hands, and Afric Homage bring: 32 The scatter'd Kingdoms of the Earth Their common Sov'reign's Praises sing; 33 Who, mounted on the loftiest Sphere Of ancient Heav'n, sublimely rides; From whence His dreadful Voice we hear, Like that of warring Winds and Tides. 34 Ascribe ye Pow'r to God most High: Of humble Israel He takes care; Whose Strength, from out the dusky Sky, Darts shining Terrors through the Air. 35 How dreadful are the sacred Courts, Where God has fix'd his earthly Throne! His Strength His feeble Saints supports: To God give Praise, to Him alone. Scripture: Psalm 68 Languages: English

Let mortal Tongues attempt to sing

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #HXLIV (1760) Lyrics: 1 Let mortal Tongues attempt to sing The Wars of Heav'n, when Michael stood Chief General of th' eternal King, And fought the Battles of our God. 2 Against the Dragon and his Host The Armies of the Lord prevail: In vain they rage, in vain they boast, Their Courage sinks, their Weapons fail. 3 Down to the Earth was Satan thrown, Down to the Earth his Legions fell; Then was the Trump of Triumph blown, And shook the dreadful Deeps of Hell. 4 Now is the Hour of Darkness past, Christ has assum'd his reigning Pow'r; Behold the great Accuser cast Down from the Skies to rise no more. 5 'Twas by thy Blood, immortal Lamb, Thine Armies trod the Tempter down; 'Twas by thy Word and pow'rful Name They gain'd the Battle and Renown. 6 Rejoice, ye Heav'ns; let every Star Shine with new Glories round the Sky; Saints, while ye sing the heav'nly War, Raise your Deliverer's Name on high. Scripture: Revelation 12:7 Languages: English