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I Waited Patient for the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3146 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. I waited patient for the Lord, He bowed to hear my cry; He saw me resting on His Word, And brought salvation nigh. 2. He raised me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds released my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3. Firm on a rock He made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of His hand, In a new thankful song. 4. I’ll spread His works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5. How many are Thy thoughts of love! Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. 6. When I’m afflicted, poor, and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on His heart. Languages: English Tune Title: CADDO

I Waited patient for the Lord

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XL.I (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 I Waited patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I’ll spread His works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love; Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. 6 When I’m afflicted, poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. Topics: A Song of Deliverance from great Distress Scripture: Psalm 40:1-6 Languages: English

Jesus Will Save You Now

Author: I. Watts Hymnal: Celestial Showers No. 1, a collection of gospel songs used in Rev. I. Toliver's Meetings #33 (1895) First Line: I waited patient for the Lord Refrain First Line: Jesus will save you, sinner, now Languages: English Tune Title: [I waited patient for the Lord]

I waited patient for the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #40 (1789) Lyrics: 1 I waited patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I’ll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love; Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. 6 When I’m afflicted, poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. Part II. 7 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; Should I attempt the long detail, My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 8 No blood of beasts on altars spilt Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt; But thou hast set before our eyes An all-sufficient sacrifice. 9 Lo thine eternal Son appears, To thy designs he bows his ears; Assumes a body well prepar'd, And well performs a work so hard. 10 "Behold, I come (the Saviour cries, "With love and duty in his eyes,) "I come to bear the heavy load Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 11 "'Tis written in thy great decree, "'Tis in thy book foretold of me, "I must fulfil the Saviour's part; "And lo! thy law is in my heart. 12 "I'll magnify thy holy law, "And rebels to obedience draw, "When on my cross I'm lifted high, "Or to my crown above the sky. 13 "The spirit shall descend and show "What thou hast done and what I do; "The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace, "And all creation tune thy praise." Part III. 14 My sins exceed in their amount, The hairs on this afflicted head; My vanquish'd courage they surmount, And fill my drooping soul with dread. 15 But, Lord, to my relief draw near, For never was more pressing beed: In my deliv'rance, Lord, appear, And add to that deliv'rance speed. 16 Confusion on their heads return, Who to destroy my soul combine; Let them, defeated, blush and mourn, Ensnar'd in their own vile design. 17 Their doom let desolation be, With shame their malice be repaid, Who mock'd my confidence in thee, And sport of my affliction made. 18 While those who humbly seek thy face, To joyful triumphs shall be rais'd; And all who prize thy saving grace, With me resound, The Lord be prais'd. 19 Thus wretched though I am and poor, Of me th' almighty Lord takes care; Thou God, who only canst restore, To my relief with speed repair. Scripture: Psalm 40 Languages: English

I waited patient for the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P40a (1766) Lyrics: 1 I waited patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my Cry; He saw me resting on his Word, And brought Salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid Pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my Bonds releas'd my Feet, Deep Bonds of miry Clay. 3 Firm on a Rock he made me stand, And taught my chearful Tongue To praise the Wonders of his Hand, In a new thankful Song. 4 I'll spread his Works of Grace abroad, The Saints with Joy shall hear; And Sinners learn to make my GOD Their only Hope and Fear. 5 How many are thy Thoughts of Love! Thy Mercies, Lord, how great! We have not Words nor Hours enough Their Numbers to repeat. 6 When I'm afflicted, poor and low, And Light and Peace depart, My God beholds my heavy Woe, And bears me on his Heart. Topics: Christ his incarnation and sacrifice; Deliverance by prayer; Deliverance from deep distress; Sabbath Sacrifice Scripture: Psalm 40:1-5 Languages: English

I waited patient for the lord

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #90a (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 I waited patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry: He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay; And from my bonds release'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love! Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words, nor hours enough, Their numbers to repeat. 6 When I'm afflicted, poor, and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. Scripture: Psalm 40:1-3 Languages: English