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Dear Lord! Behold Our Sore Distress

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9795 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Dear Lord! behold our sore distress; Our sins attempt to reign; Stretch out Thine arm of conquering grace, And let Thy foes be slain. 2 The lion with his dreadful roar Affrights Thy feeble sheep: Reveal the glory of Thy power, And chain him to the deep. 3 Must we indulge a long despair? Shall our petitions die? Our mournings never reach Thine ear, Nor tears affect Thine eye? 4 If Thou despise a mortal groan, Yet hear a Savior’s blood; An advocate so near the throne Pleads and prevails with God. 5 He brought the Spirit’s powerful sword To slay our deadly foes; Our sins shall die beneath Thy Word, And hell in vain oppose. 6 How boundless is our Father’s grace, In height, and depth, and length! He makes his Son our righteousness, His Spirit is our strength. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR

Dear Lord, behold our sore Distress

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.CLXIII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Dear Lord! behold our sore Distress; Our Sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine Arm of conqu'ring Grace, And let thy Foes be slain. [2 The Lion with his dreadful Roar Affrights thy feeble Sheep: Reveal the Glory of thy Pow'r, And chain him to the Deep. 3 Must we indulge a long Despair? Shall our Petitions die? Our Mournings never reach thine Ear, Nor Tears affect thine Eye?] 4 If thou despise a mortal Groan, Yet hear a Saviour's Blood; An Advocate so near the Throne Pleads and prevails with God. 5 He brought the Spirit's pow'rful Sword To slay our deadly Foes; Our Sins shall die beneath thy Word, And Hell in vain oppose. 6 How boundless is our Father's Grace, In Height, and Depth, and Length! He makes his Son our Righteousness, His Spirit is our Strength. Topics: Complaint of Desertion and Temptation; Son, Folly, Madness and Distemper of it Languages: English

Dear Lord, behold our sore distress

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #373 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Dear Lord! behold our sore distress; Our sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine arm of conquering grace, And let thy foes be slain. [The lion with his dreadful roar Affrights thy feeble sheep: Reveal the glory of thy power, And chain him to the deep. Must we indulge a long despair? Shall our petitions die? Our mournings never reach thine ear, Nor tears affect thine eye?] If thou despise a mortal groan, Yet hear a Savior's blood; An Advocate so near the throne Pleads and prevails with God. He brought the Spirit's powerful sword To slay our deadly foes; Our sins shall die beneath thy word, And hell in vain oppose. How boundless is our Father's grace, In height, and depth, and length! He makes his Son our righteousness, His Spirit is our strength. Topics: Enemies destroyed; National deliverance; Church destruction of enemies proceeds from thence; Church wrath against enemies proceeds thence; Israel saved from the Assyrians; Vengeance against the enemies of the church Scripture: Psalm 76 Languages: English

Dear Lord, behold our sore distress

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. #B163 (1842)

Dear Lord, behold our sore distress

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Columbian Repository #667 (1803)

Hymn 163

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.163 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Dear Lord! behold our sore distress Lyrics: Dear Lord! behold our sore distress; Our sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine arm of conquering grace, And let thy foes be slain. [The lion with his dreadful roar Affrights thy feeble sheep: Reveal the glory of thy power, And chain him to the deep. Must we indulge a long despair? Shall our petitions die? Our mournings never reach thine ear, Nor tears affect thine eye?] If thou despise a mortal groan, Yet hear a Savior's blood; An Advocate so near the throne Pleads and prevails with God. He brought the Spirit's powerful sword To slay our deadly foes; Our sins shall die beneath thy word, And hell in vain oppose. How boundless is our Father's grace, In height, and depth, and length! He makes his Son our righteousness, His Spirit is our strength. Languages: English

Complaint of desertion and temptation

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.CLXIII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Dear Lord, behold our sore distress Lyrics: 1 Dear Lord! behold our sore distress, Our sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine arm of conq'ring grace, And let thy foes be slain. 2 [The lion with his dreadful roar Affrights thy feeble sheep: Reveal the glory of thy pow'r, And chain him to the deep. 3 Must we indulge a long despair? Shall our petitions die? Our mournings never reach thine ear, Nor tears affect thine eye?] 4 If thou despise a mortal groan, Yet hear a Saviour's blood; An advocate so near the throne, Pleads and prevails with God. 5 He brought the spirit's pow'rful sword To slay our deadly foes; Our sins shall die beneath thy word, And hell in vain oppose. 6 How boundless is our Father's grace, In height, and depth, and length! He makes his Son our righteousness, His spirit is our strength. Languages: English

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