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When the great Builder arched the skies
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. #B24 (1842)
When the great Builder arched the skies
When the great Builder arched the skies
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Columbian Repository #528 (1803)
When the great Builder arched the skies
Hymn 24
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.24 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: When the great Builder arched the skies Lyrics:
When the great Builder arched the skies,
And formed all nature with a word,
The joyful cherubs tuned his praise,
And every bending throne adored.
High in the midst of all the throng,
Satan, a tall archangel, sat;
Amongst the morning stars he sung,
Till sin destroyed his heav'nly state.
['Twas sin that hurled him from his throne;
Grov'lling in fire the rebel lies:
"How art thou sunk in darkness down,
Son of the morning, from the skies!"]
And thus our two first parents stood,
Till sin defiled the happy place;
They lost their garden and their God,
And ruined all their unborn race.
[So sprung the plague from Adam's bower,
And spread destruction all abroad;
Sin, the cursed name, that in one hour
Spoiled six days' labor of a God!]
Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief,
That such a foe should seize thy breast;
Fly to thy Lord for quick relief;
Oh may he slay this treach'rous guest!
Then to thy throne, victorious King,
Then to thy throne our shouts shall rise!
Thine everlasting arm we sing;
For sin, the monster, bleeds and dies.
Languages: English
Hymn 24
When the great Builder arch'd the skies
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XXIV (1766) Lyrics: 1 When the great Builder arch'd the Skies,
And form'd all Nature with a Word,
The joyful Cherubs tun'd his Praise,
And ev'ry bending Throne ador'd.
2 High in the Midst of all the Throng,
Satan a tall Arch-Angel, sat,
Amongst the Morning Stars he sung,
'Till Sin destroy'd his heav'nly State.
[3 'Twas Sin that hurl'd him from his Throne,
Grov'ling in Fire the Rebel lies:
How art thou sunk in Darkness down,
Son of the Morning, from the Skies.]
4 And thus our two first Parents stood,
Till Sin defil'd the happy Place;
They lost their Garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn Race.
[5 So sprung the Plague from Adam's Bow'r,
And spread Destruction all abroad;
Sin, the curst Name, and in one Hour,
Spoil'd Six Days Labour of a God.]
6 Tremble, my Soul, and mourn for Grief,
That such a Foe should seize thy Breast;
Fly to thy Lord for quick Relief;
O may he slay this treach'rous Guest.
7 Then to thy Throne, victorious King,
Then to thy Throne our Shouts shall rise,
Thine everlasting Arm we sing,
For Sin the Monster, bleeds and dies. Topics: Angels Sinning; Fall of Angels and Men Languages: English
When the great Builder arch'd the skies
When the great Builder arch'd the skies
Hymnal: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony #WH.II.24 (1817) Languages: English
When the great Builder arch'd the skies
When the Great Builder arch'd the skies
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #89 (1835)
When the Great Builder arch'd the skies
The Fall of Angels and Men
Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #I (1758) First Line: When the Great Builder arch'd the Skies Lyrics: 1 When the Great Builder arch'd the Skies,
And form'd all Nature with a Word,
The joyful Cherubs tun'd his Praise,
And ev'ry bending Throne ador'd.
High in the midst of all the Throng,
Satan a tall Arch-Angel, sate,
Amongst the Morning Stars he sung,
'Till Sin destroy'd his Heav'nly State.
2 'Twas Sin that hurl'd him from his Throne;
Grov'lling in Fire the Rebel lies:
How art thou sunk in Darkness down,
Son of the Morning, from the Skies!
And thus our two first Parents stood,
'Till Sin defil'd the happy Place;
They lost their Garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn Race.
3 So sprung the Plague from Adam's Bower,
And spread Destruction all abroad,
Sin, the curs'd Name, that in one Hour
Spoil'd six Days Labour of a God.
Tremble, my Soul, and mourn for Grief,
That such a Foe should seize thy Breast;
Fly to thy Lord for quick Relief;
Oh! may he slay this treach'rous Guest.
4 Then to thy Throne, Victorious King,
Then to thy Throne our Shouts shall rise,
Thine everlasting Arm we sing,
For sin, the Monster, bleeds and dies. Languages: English
The Fall of Angels and Men
The evil of sin visible in the fall of angels and men
Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.XXIV (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: When the great Builder arch'd the skies Lyrics: 1 When the great Builder arch'd the skies,
And form'd all nature with a word,
The joyful cherubs tun'd his praise,
And ev'ry bending throne ador'd.
2 High in the midst of all the throng,
Satan a tall arch-angel, sate,
Amongst the morning stars he sung,
Till sin destroy'd his heav'nly state.
3 ['Twas sin that hurl'd him from his throne.
Grov'ling in fire the rebel lies:
"How art thou sunk in darkness down,
"Son of the morning, from the skies!"
4 And thus our two first parents stood,
Till sin defil'd the happy place;
They lost their garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn race.
5 [So sprung the plague from Adam's bow'r,
And spread destruction all abroad;
Sin, the curs'd name, that in one hour
Spoil'd six days' labour of a God.]
6 Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief,
That such a foe should seize thy breast;
Fly to thy Lord for quick relief!
O! may he slay this treacherous guest.
7 Then to thy throne, victorious King,
Then to thy throne our shouts shall rise,
Thine everlasting arm we sing.
For sin, the monster, bleeds and dies.
Scripture: Job 38:7 Languages: English
The evil of sin visible in the fall of angels and men
The Fall of Angels and Men
Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #I (1773) First Line: When the Great Builder arch'd the skies Lyrics: 1 When the Great Builder arch'd the Skies,
And form'd all Nature with a Word,
The joyful Cherubs tun'd his Praise,
And ev'ry bending Throne ador'd.
High in the midst of all the Throng,
Satan a tall Arch-Angel sate,
Amongst the Morning Stars he sung,
'Till Sin destroy'd his Heav'nly State.
2 'Twas Sin that hurl'd him from his Throne;
Grov'ling in Fire the Rebel lies:
How art thou sunk in darkness down,
Son of the Morning from the Skies!
And thus our two first Parents stood,
'Till Sin defil'd the happy Place;
They lost their Garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn Race.
3 So sprung the Plague from Adam's Bow'r,
And spread Destruction all abroad,
Sin, the curs'd Name, that in one Hour
Spoil'd six Days Labour of a God.
Tremble, my Soul, and mourn for Grief,
That such a Foe should seize thy Breast;
Fly to thy Lord for quick Relief;
Oh! may he slay this treach'rous Guest.
4 Then to thy Throne, Victorious King,
Then to thy Throne our Shouts shall rise,
Thine everlasting Arm we sing,
For sin, the Monster, bleeds and dies.
Languages: English
The Fall of Angels and Men
