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How Long Wilt Thou Conceal Thy Face?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2480 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. How long wilt Thou conceal Thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav’nly rays That chase my fears away? 2. How long shall my poor laboring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control And ease my raging pain. 3. See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4. Be Thou my sun, and Thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed In death’s eternal sleep. 5. How would the tempter boast aloud If I become his prey! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud At Thy so long delay. 6. But they shall fly at Thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of Thy look, And hears Thy voice with dread. 7. Thou wilt display Thy sovereign grace, Where all my hopes have hung, I shall employ my lips in praise And victory shall be sung. Languages: English Tune Title: BRISTOL (Ravenscroft)

How long wilt thou conceal thy face?

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal Thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav’nly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around mine eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death’s eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace Whence all my comforts spring: I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Topics: Complaint under the Temptation of the Devil Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

How long wilt thou conceal thy Face?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P13b (1766) Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly Rays That chace my Fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring Soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy Word can all my Foes controul, And ease my raging Pain. 3 See how the Prince of Darkness tries All his malicious Arts He spreads a Mist around my Eyes, And throws his fiery Darts. 4 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield, My Soul in Safety keep; Make Haste before mine Eyes are seal'd In Death's eternal Sleep. 5 How would the Tempter boast aloud If I become his Prey! Behold the Sons of Hell grow proud At thy so long Delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy Rebuke, And Satan hide his Head; He knows the Terrors of thy Look, And hears thy Voice with Dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign Grace, Where all my Hopes have hung; I shall employ my Lips in Praise, And Vict'ry shall be sung. Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Complaint of Temptaion; Deliverance from Temptations; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Hope in darkness; Religion and justice; Satan subdued; Temptations of the devil Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

How long wilt thou conceal thy face?

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #28 (1790) Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts, He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste, before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud At thy so long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace Whence all my hopes are hung; I shall employ my lips in praise, And vict'ry shall be sung. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

Psalm 13

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.26 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chase my fears away? How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed In death's eternal sleep. How would the tempter boast aloud If I become his prey! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud At thy so long delay. But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Where all my hopes have hung; I shall employ my lips in praise, And victory shall be sung. Topics: Deliverance from temptation; Satan subdued; Afflictions hope in them; Complaint desertion; Complaint of temptation; Desertion and distress of soul; Hope in darkness; Love to our neighbor; Temptations of the devil Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

Complaints under Temptations of the Devil

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCCLXII (1801) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly Rays That chase my Fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring Soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy Word can all my Foes controul, And ease my raging Pain. 3 See how the Prince of Darkness tries All his malicious Arts He spreads a Mist around my Eyes, And throws his fiery Darts. 4 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield, My Soul in safety keep; Make Haste, before mine Eyes are seal'd In Death's eternal Sleep. 5 How would the Tempter boast aloud If I become his Prey! Behold the Sons of Hell grow proud At thy so long Delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy Rebuke, And Satan hide his Head; He knows the Terrors of thy Look, And hears thy Voice with Dread. 7 Thou wilt display that so'ereign Grace, Where all my Hopes have hung; I shall employ my Lips in Praise, And Vict'ry shall be sung. Topics: Supplicatory Hymns Languages: English

Complaint under Temptations of the Devil

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XIIIb (1780) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav’nly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of Darkness tries All his malicious arts, He spreads a mist around mine eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, be thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste, before mine eyes are seal'd In death’s eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud At thy so long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace Where all my hopes have hugn; I shall employ my lips in praise, And vict'ry shall be sung. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

Complaint under the Temptation of Death

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XIII (1785) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring. I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

Complaint under the Temptation of the Devil

Hymnal: Psalms #13 (1793) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chace my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around mine eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace Whence all my comforts spring: I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

Complaints under Temptations of the Devil

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #22b (1740) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy Face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly Rays That chace my Fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring Soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy Word can all my Foes controul, And ease my raging Pain. 3 See how the Prince of Darkness tries All his malicious Arts He spreads a Mist around my Eyes, And throws his fiery Darts. 4 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield, My Soul in Safety keep; Make Haste, before mine Eyes are seal'd In Death's eternal Sleep. 5 How would the Tempter boast aloud If I become his Prey! Behold the Sons of Hell grow proud At thy so long Delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy Rebuke, And Satan hide his Head; He knows the Terrors of thy Look, And hears thy Voice with Dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign Grace, Where all my Hopes have hung; I shall employ my Lips in Praise, And Vict'ry shall be sung. Topics: Complaint of Desertion; Complaint of Temptaion; Deliverance from Temptations; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Hope in darkness; Religion and justice; Satan subdued; Temptations of the devil Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English