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Searching after Happiness

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #25 (1760) First Line: O happiness, thou pleasing dream Lyrics: I. O happiness, thou pleasing dream, Where is thy substance found? Sought thro' the varying scenes in vain, Of earth's capacious round. II. The charms of granduer, pomp and shew, Are nought but gilded snares; Ambition's painful steep ascent, Thick set with thorny cares. III. The busy town, the crowded street, Where noise and discord reign, We gladly leave, and tir'd, retreat To breathe and think again. IV. Yet if retirement's pleasing charms Detain the captive mind, The soft enchantment soon dissolves; 'Tis empty all as wind. V. Religion's sacred lamp alone, Unerring points the way, Where happiness for ever shines With unpolluted ray: VI. To regions of eternal peace, Beyond the starry skies; Where pure, sublime and perfect joys In endless prospect rise. VII. There Jesus, source of bliss divine, Our glorious leader reigns; He gives us strength to hold our way, And crowns the trav'lers pains. VIII. Dear Saviour, let thy chearing smile My fainting soul renew; Then shall the heav'nly Canaan yield A sweet, tho' distant view. IX. Be thy almighty arm my stay, My guide thro' all the road, 'Till safe I reach my journey's end, Mt Saviour, and my God. Languages: English

Weary Souls Invited to rest

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #27 (1760) First Line: Come weary souls with sin distressed Lyrics: I. Come weary souls, with sin distrest, The Savior offers heav'nly rest; The kind, the gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. II. Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, O come, and spread your woes abroad; Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. III. Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes; Pardon, and life, and endless peace— How rich the gift! how free the grace! IV. Lord, we accept with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart; We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless thy kind inviting voice. V. Dear Saviour, let thy pow'rful love Confirm our faith, our fears remove, And sweetly influence ev'ry breast, And guide us to eternal rest. Scripture: Matthew 11:28 Languages: English

Thirsting After God

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #28 (1760) First Line: When fainting in the sultry waste Lyrics: I. When fainting in the sultry waste, And parch'd with thirst extream, The weary pilgrim longs to taste The cool, refreshing stream; II. Should, sudden, to his hopeless eye A crystal spring appear, How would th' enliv'ning sweet supply His drooping spirits cheer! III. So longs the weary fainting mind, Oppress'd with sins and woes, Some soul-reviving spring to find, Whence heav'nly comfort flows. IV. Thus sweet the consolations are, The promises impart; Here flowing streams of life appear, To ease the panting heart. V. O may I thirst for thee, my God, With ardent, strong desire; And still through all this desert road, To taste thy grace aspire. VI. Then shall my prayer to thee ascend, A grateful sacrifice; My plaintive voice thou wilt attend, And grant me full supplies. Scripture: Isaiah 41:17 Languages: English

The Favour of God the Only Satisfying Good

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #30 (1760) First Line: In vain the erring world enquires Lyrics: I. In vain the erring world enquires, For true substantial good: While earth confines their low desires, They live on airy food. II. Illusive dreams of happiness, Their eager thoughts employ; They wake, convinc'd their boasted bliss Was visionary joy. III. Begone, ye gilded vanities; I seek some solid good; To real bliss my wishes rise, The favour of my God. IV. My God, to thee my soul aspires; Dispel the shades of night, Enlarge and fill these vast desires, With infinite delight. V. Immortal joy thy smiles impart, Heav'n dawns in ev'ry ray; One glimpse of thee will glad my heart, And turn my night to day. VI. Not all the good which earth bestows, Can fill the craving mind; Its highest joys have mingled woes, And leave a sting behind. VII. Should boundless wealth increase my store— Can wealth my cares beguile? I should be wretched still, and poor Without thy blissful smile. VIII. Grant, O my God, this one request: Oh, be thy love alone My ample portion,—here I rest, For heav'n is in the boon. Scripture: Psalm 4:6-7 Languages: English

The Transforming Vision of God

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #32 (1760) First Line: My God, the visits of thy face Lyrics: I. My God, the visits of thy face Afford superior joy, To all the flatt'ring world can give, Or mortal hopes employ. II. But clouds and darkness intervene, My brightest joys decline, And earth's fay trifles oft ensnare This wand'ring heart of mine. III. Lord, guide this wand'ring heart to thee; Unsatisfied I stray: Break thro' the shades of sense and sin, With thine enliv'ning ray. IV. O let thy beams resplendent shine, And ev'ry cloud remove; Transform my pow'rs, and fit my soul For happier scenes above. V. There Jesus reigns! may I be cloth'd With his divine array; And when I close these eyes in death, Awake to endless day: VI. To endless day! To perfect life! To bliss without alloy! Where not the least faint cloud shall rise, To intercept the joy: VII. To view, unveil'd, thy radiant face, Thou everlasting fair! And chang'd to spotless purity, Thy glorious likeness wear: VIII. To feast, with ever new delight, On uncreated good; And drink full satisfying draughts Of pleasure's sacred flood. IX. O bliss too big for mortal thought! It awes, and yet inspires: Fain would my soul, unfetter'd, rise In more intense desires. X. Lord, raise my faith, my hope, my heart, To those transporting joys; Then shall I scorn each little snare, Which this vain world employs: XI. Then, tho' I sink in death's cold sleep, I shall awake to bliss, And in the likeness of my God, Find endless happiness. Scripture: Psalm 17:15 Languages: English

The Joys of Heaven

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #34 (1760) First Line: Come Lord, and warm each languid heart Lyrics: I. Come Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue; And let the joys of heav'n impart Their influence to our song. II. Then to the shining seats of bliss The wings of faith shall soar, And all the charms of Paradise Our raptur'd thoughts explore. III. Pleasures, unsullied, flourish there, Beyond the reach of time: Not blooming Eden smil'd so fair, In all her flow'ry prime. IV. No sun shall gild the blest abode With his meridian ray, But the more radiant throne of God Diffuse eternal day. V. Sorrow, and pain, and ev'ry care, And discord there shall cease, And perfect joy and love sincere Adorn the realms of peace. VI. The soul, from sin for ever free, Shall mourn its pow'r no more; But, cloth'd in spotless purity, Redeeming love adore. VII. There on a throne, (how dazzling bright!) Th'exalted Saviour shines; And beams ineffable delight On all the heav'nly minds. VIII. There shall the followers of the Lamb Join in immortal songs; And endless honours to his name Employ their tuneful tongues. IX. While sweet reflection calls to mind The scenes of mortal care, When God, their God, for ever kind, Was present to their pray'r; X. How will the wonders of his grace In their full lustre shine? His wisdom, pow'r, and faithfulness, All glorious! all divine! XI. The Saviour, dying, rising, crown'd, Shall swell the lofty strains, Seraph and saint his praise resound, Through all th'etherial plains. XII. But oh! their transports, oh! their songs, What mortal thought can paint? Transcendent glory awes our tongues, And all our notes are faint. XIII. Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, Our feeble notes inspire; Till in thy blissful courts above, We join the heav'nly choir. Languages: English

Humble Worship

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #37 (1760) First Line: Great King of kings, eternal God Lyrics: I. Great King of kings, eternal God, Shall mortal creatures dare to raise Their songs to thy supreme abode, And join with angels in thy praise? II. The brightest Seraph veils his face; And low before thy dazling throne, With prostrate homage all confess Thou art the infinite unknown. III. Man, ah how far remov'd below, Wrapt in the shades of gloomy night: His brightest day can only show A few faint streaks of distant light. IV. But see, the bright, the morning-star! His beams shall chase the shades away; His beams, resplendent from afar, Sweet promise of immortal day! V. To him, our longing eyes we raise, Our guide to thee, the great unknown, Thro' him, O may our humble praise Accepted rise before thy throne. Languages: English

Praise for National Peace

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #38 (1760) First Line: Great Ruler of the earth and skies Lyrics: I. Great Ruler of the earth and skies, A word of thine almighty breath Can sink the world, or bid it rise: Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. II. When angry nations rush to arms, And rage and noise, and tumult reign, And war resounds its dire alarms, And slaughter spreads the hostile plain; III. Thy sov'reign eye looks calmly down, And marks the their course, and bounds their pow'r; Thy word the angry nations own, And noise and war are heard no more. IV. Then peace returns with balmy wing, (Sweet peace! with her what blessings fled!) Glad plenty laughs, the vallies sing, Reviving commerce lifts her head. V. Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, All move subservient to thy will; And peace and war await thy word, And thy sublime decrees fulfill. VI. To thee we pay our grateful songs, Thy kind protection still implore: O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, Confess thy goodness and adore. Scripture: Psalm 46:9 Languages: English

The Voice of the Creatures

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #40 (1760) First Line: There is a God, all nature speaks Lyrics: I. There is a God, all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies: See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When the first beams of morning rise: II. The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. III. Diffusing life, his influence spreads, And health and plenty smile around, And fruitful fields, and verdant meads, Are with a thousand blessings crown'd. IV. Almighty goodness, pow'r divine, The fields and verdant meads display; And bless the hand which made them shine, With various charms profusely gay. V. For man and beast, here daily food In wide diffusive plenty grows; And there, for drink, the crystal flood In streams sweet winding, gently flows. VI. By cooling streams, and soft'ning show'rs, The vegetable race are fed, And trees, and plants, and herbs, and flow'rs, Their Maker's bounty smiling spread. VII. The flow'ry tribes, all blooming, rise Above the faint attempts of art: Their bright, inimitable dyes Speak sweet conviction to the heart. VIII. Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of the God, And bow before him, and adore. Languages: English

A Rural Hymn

Hymnal: PSCD_v1 #42 (1760) First Line: To your creator God Lyrics: I. To your Creator God, Your great preserver, raise, Ye creatures of his hand, Your highest notes of praise: Let ev'ry voice Proclaim his pow'r, His name adore, And loud rejoice. II. Let all creation join To pay the tribute due; Ye meaner ranks begin, And man shall learn of you: Let nature raise From ev'ry tongue, A gen'ral song Of grateful praise. III. Ye num'rous fleecy flocks, Far-spreading o'er the plain, With gentle artless voice Assist the humble strain: To give you food, He bids the field Its verdure yield; Extensive good. IV. Ye herds of larger size, Who feed in meads below, Resound your Maker's praise In each responsive low: You wait his hand; The herbage grows, The riv'let flows, At his command. V. Ye feather'd warblers come, And bring your sweetest lays, And tune the sprightly song To your Creator's praise: His work you are; He tun'd your voice, And you rejoice Beneath his care. VI. Ye trees, which form the shade, Or bend the loaded bough With fruits of various kinds, Your Maker's bounty shew: From him you rose, Your vernal suits And autumn fruits, His hand bestows. VII. Ye lovely, verdant fields, In all your green array, Though silent, speak his praise, Who makes you bright and gay: While we in you, With future bread Profusely spread, His goodness view. VIII. Ye flow'rs, which blooming shew A thousand beauteous dyes, Your sweetest odours breathe, A fragrant sacrifice, To him, whose word Gave all your bloom, And sweet perfume; All-bounteous Lord! IX. Ye rivers, as you flow, Convey your Maker's name, (Where'er you winding rove) On ev'ry silver stream: Your cooling flood, His hand ordains To bless the plains; Great spring of good! X. Ye winds, that shake the world With tempests on your wing, Or breathe in gentler gales, To waft the smiling spring; [p.46] Proclaim abroad, (As you fulfill His sov'reign will) The pow'rful God. XI. Ye clouds, or fraught with show'rs, Or ting'd with beauteous dyes, That pour your blessings down, Or charm our gazing eyes; His goodness speak, His praise declare, As through the air You shine or break. XII. Thou source of light and heat, Bright sov'reign of the day, Dispensing blessings round, With all-diffusive ray; From morn to night, With ev'ry beam, Record his name, Who made thee bright. XIII. Fair regent of the night, With all thy starry train, Which rise in shining hosts, To gild the azure plain; Wtih countless rays Declare his name, Prolong the theme, Reflect his praise. XIV. Let ev'ry creature join To celebrate his name, And all their various pow'rs Assist th'exalted theme. Let nature raise From ev'ry tongue, A gen'ral song Of grateful praise. XV. But oh! from human tongues Should nobler praises flow; And ev'ry thankful heart, With warm devotion glow: Your voices raise, Ye highly blest Above the rest; Declare his praise. XVI. Assist me, gracious God, My heart, my voice inspire; Then shall I grateful The universal choir: Thy grace can raise My heart, my tongue, And tune my song To lively praise. Languages: English