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His Way with Thee

Author: C. S. N. Appears in 227 hymnals Scripture: Psalms 1-150 First Line: Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good Refrain First Line: His power can make you what you ought to be Used With Tune: [Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good]

Psalm 32: I Turn to You, Lord

Author: Roy James Stewart Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalms 1-150 First Line: Happy the one whose sin is forgiven Refrain First Line: I turn to you, Lord, in times of trouble and you fill me Topics: 6th Sunday in Ordinary Time Year B; Christian Initiation; Conversion; Evening; Forgiveness; Interfaith; Journey; Lent; Penance; Salvation; Sin; Suffering; Trial and Tribulation Used With Tune: [Happy the one whose sin is forgiven]

O Give Thanks to the LORD (Yao gan-xie Shang-Zhu)

Author: I-to Loh; C. Michael Hawn Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalms 1-150 First Line: Yao gan-xie Shang-Zhu (O give thanks to the LORD) Topics: Biblical Narrative; God in Creation and Providence Creator; God in Creation and Providence Providence and Goodness; Psalm; Thanksgiving Used With Tune: MIHAMEK

Psalm 77: Unto the Lord I with my voice

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 3 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 77 First Line: Unto the Lord I with my voice Lyrics: 1Unto the Lord I with my voice, I unto God did cry; Ev’n with my voice, and unto me his ear he did apply. 2I in my trouble sought the Lord, my sore by night did run, And ceased not; my grieved soul did consolation shun. 3I to remembrance God did call, yet trouble did remain; And overwhelm’d my spirit was, whilst I did sore complain. 4Mine eyes, debarr’d from rest and sleep, thou makest still to wake; My trouble is so great that I unable am to speak. 5The days of old to mind I call’d, and oft did think upon The times and ages that are past full many years agone. 6By night my song I call to mind, and commune with my heart; My sp’rit did carefully enquire how I might ease my smart. 7For ever will the Lord cast off, and gracious be no more? 8For ever is his mercy gone? fails his word evermore? 9Is’t true that to be gracious the Lord forgotten hath? And that his tender mercies he hath shut up in his wrath? 10Then did I say, That surely this is mine infirmity: I’ll mind the years of the right hand of him that is most High. 11Yea, I remember will the works performed by the Lord: The wonders done of old by thee I surely will record. 12I also will of all thy works my meditation make; And of thy doings to discourse great pleasure I will take. 13O God, thy way most holy is within thy sanctuary; And what god is so great in pow’r as is our God most high? 14Thou art the God that wonders do’st by thy right hand most strong: Thy mighty pow’r thou hast declar’d the nations among. 15To thine own people with thine arm thou didst redemption bring; To Jacob’s sons, and to the tribes of Joseph that do spring. 16The waters, Lord, perceived thee, the waters saw thee well; And they for fear aside did flee; the depths on trembling fell. 17The clouds in water forth were pour’d, sound loudly did the sky; And swiftly through the world abroad thine arrows fierce did fly. 18Thy thunder’s voice alongst the heav’n a mighty noise did make; By lightnings lighten’d was the world, th’ earth tremble did and shake. 19Thy way is in the sea, and in the waters great thy path; Yet are thy footsteps hid, O Lord; none knowledge thereof hath. 20Thy people thou didst safely lead, like to a flock of sheep; By Moses’ hand and Aaron’s thou didst them conduct and keep.

Psalm 77 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 55 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 77 First Line: To God I cried with mournful voice Lyrics: To God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when troubles rose, And filled the night with fear. Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refused relief; I thought on God the just and wise, But thoughts increased my grief. Still I complained, and still oppressed, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. My overwhelming sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And called thy judgments o'er. I called back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit searched for secret crimes That might withhold thy grace. I called thy mercies to my mind Which I enjoyed before; And will the Lord no more be kind? His face appear no more? Will he for ever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? But I forbid this hopeless thought; This dark, despairing frame, Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er; Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Topics: Afflictions hope in them; Hope in darkness; Afflictions very great; Comfort from ancient providences; Israel saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Melancholy and hope; Patience in darkness; Providence recorded; Remembrance of former deliverances

Psalm 77 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 30 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 77 First Line: How awful is thy chast'ning rod! Lyrics: "How awful is thy chast'ning rod!" May thy own children say: "The great, the wise, the dreadful God! How holy is his way !" I'll meditate his works of old, The King that reigns above; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. Long did the house of Joseph lie With Egypt's yoke oppressed; Long he delayed to hear their cry, or gave his people rest. The sons of good old Jacob seemed Abandoned to their foes; But his almighty arm redeemed The nation that he chose. Isr'el, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls; He bade them venture through the deep, And made the waves their walls. The waters saw thee, mighty God! The waters saw thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine armies room. Strange was thy journey through the sea Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. [Thy voice, with terror in the sound, Through clouds and darkness broke; All heav'n in lightning shone around, And earth with thunder shook. Thine arrows through the skies were hurled; How glorious is the Lord! Surprise and trembling seized the world, And his own saints adored. He gave them water from the rock, And safe, by Moses' hand, Through a dry desert led his flock Home to the promised land.] Topics: Afflictions hope in them; Hope in darkness; Afflictions very great; Comfort from ancient providences; Israel saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Melancholy and hope; Patience in darkness; Providence recorded; Remembrance of former deliverances

I Cried Out to God to Help Me

Author: Helen Otte Meter: 8.8.7.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 77 Topics: Biblical Names & Places Egypt; Deliverance; Doubt; Afflictions; Biblical Names & Places Egypt; Confession of Sin; Deliverance; Doubt; Mercy; Providence; Wisdom Used With Tune: GENEVAN 77

God, I Cry Aloud For Help

Author: Christopher M. Idle Meter: 7.7.9.9 Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 77 First Line: [God, I Cry Aloud For Help] Text Sources: Light Upon the River (Hope Publishing Company,, 1998)

I Cried Out For God to Help Me

Author: David T Koyzis Meter: 8.8.7.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 77 First Line: [I Cried Out For God to Help Me] Text Sources: David T. Koyzis (http://genevanpsalter.redeemer.ca/index.html)

In time of tribulation

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 44 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 77 Lyrics: In time of tribulation, Hear, Lord, my feeble cries, With humble supplication To Thee my spirit flies: 188 My heart with grief is breaking, Scarce can my voice complain; Mine eyes, with tears kept waking, Still watch and weep in vain. The days of old, in vision, Bring vanish'd bliss to view; The years of lost fruition Their joys in pangs renew; Remember'd songs of gladness, Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, And stir desponding thought. Hath God cast off for ever? Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy, never Shall I presume to share? Hath He His loving-kindness Shut up in endless wrath? No;--this is my own blindness, That cannot see His path. I call to recollection The years of His right hand, And, strong in His protection, Again through faith I stand: Thy deeds, O Lord! are wonder, Holy are all Thy ways, The secret place of thunder Shall utter forth Thy praise. Thee, with the tribes assembled, O God! the billows saw; 189 They saw Thee, and they trembled, Turn'd, and stood still with awe: The clouds shot hail--they lighten'd, The earth reel'd to and fro; The fiery pillar brighten'd The gulph of gloom below. Thy way is in great waters, Thy footsteps are not known; Let Adam's sons and daughters Confide in Thee alone: Through the wild sea Thou leddest Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the waves Thou treadest, And Thy redeem'd pass o'er. Topics: Despondency corrected; Past and present