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Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XVI.I (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need; For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the songs of mirth To give a relish to their wine; I love the men of heav’nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Topics: Confession of our Poverty; and, Saints in the best Company Scripture: Psalm 16:1-4 Languages: English

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #16 (1789) Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succour to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the songs of mirth To give a relish to their wine; I love the men of heav’nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Part II. 5 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol-god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their off'rings of forbidden blood. 6 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon: He for my life has offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved son. 7 His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name for ever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 8 I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. Part III. 9 When God is nigh, my faith is strong, His arm is my almighty prop: Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 10 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 11 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high; Then shalt thou lead the wond'rous way Up to the throne above the sky. 12 There streams of endless pleasure flow; And full discoveries of thy grace (Which we but tasted here below) Spread heavenly joys through all the place. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P16a (1766) Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need, For Succour to thy Throne I flee; But have no Merits there to plead, My Goodness cannot reach to Thee. 2 Oft have my Heart and Tongue confest, How empty and how poor I am; My Praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new Glories to thy Name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy Saints on Earth may reap Some Profit by the Good we do; These are the Company I keep, These are the choicest Friends I know. 4 Let others chuse the Sons of Mirth To give a Relish to their Wine; I love the Men of heav'nly Birth, Whose Thoughts and Language are divine Topics: Christ his death and resurrection; Christ the second Adam, his Incarnation, his Dominion, his All-Suffiecincy; Comfort and support in God; Confession of our poverty; Counsel and Support from God; Courage in death; Death courage in it; God all-sufficient; Good works profit Men, not God; Grace without merit; Hope of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection of the saints; Saints the best company Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #32a (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee; But have no merits there to plead; My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest, How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth To give a relish to their wine: I love the men of heav'nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Preserve Me, Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5671 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Preserve me, Lord, in time of need Lyrics: 1. Preserve me, Lord, in time of need; For succor to Thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to Thee. 2. Oft have my heart and tongue confessed How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make Thee blessed, Nor add new glories to Thy name. 3. Yet, Lord, Thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4. Let others choose the songs of mirth To give a relish to their wine; I love the men of heav’nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Languages: English Tune Title: ANTWERP