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Psalm 119 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.265 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Converse with God First Line: To thee, before the dawning light Lyrics: To thee, before the dawning light My gracious God, I pray; I meditate thy name by night, And keep thy law by day. My spirit faints to see thy grace, Thy promise bears me up; And while salvation long delays, Thy word supports my hope. Seven times a day I lift my hands, And pay my thanks to thee; Thy righteous providence demands Repeated praise from me. When midnight darkness veils the skies, I call thy works to mind; My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance find. Scripture: Psalm 119 Languages: English

Let him embrace my Soul, and prove

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXVI (1766) Topics: Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering Lyrics: 1 Let him embrace my Soul, and prove Mine Int'rest in his heav'nly Love; The Voice that tells me, Thou art mine, Exceeds the Blessings of the Vine. 2 On Thee th' anointing Spirit came, And spreads the Savour of thy Name; That Oil of Gladness and of Grace, Draws Virgin Souls to meet thy Face. 3 Jesus, allure me by thy Charms, My Soul shall fly into thine Arms! Our wand'ring Feet, our Favours bring To the fair Chambers of the King. [4 Wonder and Pleasure tunes our Voice, To speak thy Praises and our Joys; Our Mem'ry keeps this Love of thine Beyond the Taste of richest Wine.] 5 Though in ourselves deform'd we are, And black as Kedar Tents appear, Yet when we put thy Beauties on, Fair as the Courts of Solomon. [6 While at his Table sits the King, He loves to see us smile and sing: Our Graces are our best Perfume, And breathe like Spikenard round the Room.] 7 As Myrrh new bleeding from the Tree, Such is a dying Christ to me; And while he makes my Soul his Guest, My Bosom, Lord, shall be thy Rest. [8 No Beams of Cedar, or of Fir, Can with thy Courts on Earth compare; And here we wait until thy Love Raise us to nobler Seats above.] Scripture: Song of Solomon 1:2-5 Languages: English

Thou, whom my Soul admires above

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXVII (1766) Topics: Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering Lyrics: 1 Thou, whom my Soul admires above All earthly joy, and earthly Love, Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know Where doth thy sweetest Pasture grow? 2 Where is the Shadow of that Rock, That from the Sun defends thy Flock? Fain would I feed among thy Sheep, Among them rest, among them sleep. 3 Why should thy Bride appear like one That turns aside to Paths unknown? My constant Feet would never rove, Would never seek another Love. [4 The Footsteps of thy Flock I see; Thy sweetest Pastures here they be; A wond'rous Feast thy Love prepares, Bought with thy Wounds, & Groans & Tears. 5 His dearest Flesh he makes my Food, And bids me drink his richest Blood: Here to these Hills my Soul will come, Till my Beloved lead me home. Scripture: Song of Solomon 1:7 Languages: English

Behold the Rose of Sharon here

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXVIII (1766) Topics: Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering Lyrics: 1 Behold the Rose of Sharon here, The Lillies which the Vallies bear; Behold the Tree of Life that gives Refreshing Fruit and healing Leaves. 2 Amongst the Thorns so Lilies shine; Amongst wild Gourds the noble Vine, So in mine Eyes my Saviour proves, Amidst a Thousand meaner Loves. 3 Beneath his cooling Shade I sat, To shield me from the burning Heat; Of heav'nly Fruit he spreads a Feast, To feed my Eyes, and please my Taste. [4 Kindly he brought me to the Place Where stands the Banquet of his Grace; He saw me faint, and o'er my Head The Banner of his Love he spread. 5 With living Bread, and gen'rous Wine, He cheers this sinking Heart of mine; And op'ning his own Heart to me, He shows his Thoughts how kind they be.] 6 O never let my Lord depart, Lie down, and rest upon my Heart; I charge my Sins not once to move, Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my Love. Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:2-7 Languages: English

The Voice of my Beloved sounds

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXIX (1766) Topics: Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering Lyrics: 1 The Voice of my Beloved sounds, Over the Rocks and rising Grounds; O'er Hills of Guilt and Seas of Grief, He leaps, he flies to my Relief. 2 Now through the Vsle of Flesh I see With Eyes of Love he looks at me; Now in the Gospel's clearest Glass He shews the Beauties of his Face. 3 Gently He draws my Heart along, Both with his Beauties and his Tongue; Rise, saith my Lord, make haste away, No mortal Joys are worth thy Stay. 4 The Jewish win'try State is gone, The Mists are fled, the Spring comes on, The sacred Turtle Dove we hear Proclaim the new, the joyful Year. 5 "Th' immortal Vine of heavenly Root Blossoms, and buds, and gives her Fruit, Lo, we are come to taste the Wine; Our Souls rejoice, and bless the Vine. 6 And when we hear our Jesus say, Rise up, my Love, make haste away! Our Hearts would fain out-fly the Wind, And leave all earthly Loves behind. Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:8-13 Languages: English

Hark! the Redeemer, from on high

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXX (1766) Topics: Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering Lyrics: [1 Hark! the Redeemer, from on high Sweetly invites his Fav'rites nigh; From Caves of Darkness and of Doubt, He gently speaks and calls us out. 2 My Dove, who hidest in the Rock, Thine Heart almost with Sorrow broke, Lift up thy Face, forget thy Fear, And let thy Voice delight mine Ear. 3 Thy Voice to me sounds ever sweet, My Graces in thy Count'nance meet; Though the vain World thy Face despise, 'Tis bright and comely in mine Eyes.] [4 Dear Lord, our thankful Heart receives The Hope thine Invitation gives; To thee our joyful Lips shall raise The Voice of Prayer and of Praise.] [5 I am my LOVE's, and he is mine; Our Hearts, our Hopes, our Passions join; Nor let a Motion, nor a Word, Nor Thought, arise to grieve my Lord. 6 My Soul to Pastures fair he leads, Amongst the Lilies where he feeds; Amongst the Saints (whose Robes are white, Wash'd in his Blood) is his delight. 7 'Till the Day break, and Shadows flee, 'Till the sweet dawning Light I see, Thine Eyes to me-ward often turn, Nor let my Soul in Darkness mourn. 8 Be like a Hart on Mountains green, Leap o'er the Hills of Fear and Sin; Nor Guilt, nor Unbelief divide My Love, my Saviour, from my Side.] Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:14-17 Languages: English

Often I seek my Lord by Night

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXXI (1766) Topics: Church Conversing with Christ viz. seeking, finding, calling, answering Lyrics: 1 Often I seek my Lord by Night, Jesus, my Love, my Soul's Delight; With warm Desire and restless Thought, I seek him oft, but find him not. 2 Then I arise, and search the Street, Till I my Lord, my Saviour meet; I ask the Watchmen of the Night, Where did you see my Soul's Delight? 3 Sometimes I find him in my Way, Directed by a heav'nly Ray; I leap for Joy to see his Face, And hold him fast in my Embrace. [4 I bring him to my Mother's Home, Nor does my Lord refuse to come To Sion's sacred Chambers, where My Soul first drew the vital Air. 5 He gives me there his bleeding Heart, Pierc'd for my sake with deadly Smart; I give my Soul to him, and there Our Loves their mutual Tokens share.] 6 I charge you, all ye earthly Toys, Approach not to disturb my Joys; Nor Sin, nor Hell, come near my Heart, Nor cause my Saviour to depart. Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:1-5 Languages: English

Far from my Tho'ts vain World be gone

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XV (1766) Topics: Delight in Converse with Christ Lyrics: 1 Far from my Tho'ts vain World be gone, Let my religious Hours alone: Fain would my Eyes my Saviour see, I wait a Visit, Lord, from Thee. 2 My Heart grows warm with holy Fire, And kindles with a pure Desire: Come, my dear Jesus, from above, And feed my Soul with heav'nly Love. [3 The Trees of Life immortal stand, In flour'shing Rows, at thy Right Hand, And in sweet Murmurs, by their Side, Rivers of Bliss perpetual glide. 4 Haste then, but with a smiling Face, And spread the Table of thy Grace; Bring down a Taste of Fruit divine, And cheer my Heart with sacred Wine. 5 Blest Jesus, what delicious Fare! How sweet thy Entertainments are! Never did Angels taste above, Redeeming Grace and dying Love. 6 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine, In Thee thy Father's Glories shine; Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, That Eyes have seen, or Angels known. Languages: English

Lord, what a Heav'n of saving Grace

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XVI (1766) Topics: Delight in Converse with Christ Lyrics: 7 Lord, what a Heav'n of saving Grace Shines through the beauties of thy Face, And lights our Passions to a Flame! Lord, how we love thy charming Name! 8 When I can say, My God is mine! When I can feel thy Glories shine, I tread the World beneath my Feet, And all that Earth calls Good or Great. 9 While such a Scene of sacred Joys Our raptur'd Eyes and Souls employs; Here we could sit, and gaze away, A long, an everlasting Day. 10 Well, we shall quickly pass the Night, To the fair Coasts of perfect Light; Then shall our joyful Senses rove O'er the dear Object of our Love. [11 There shall we drink full Draughts of bliss, And pluck new Life from heav'nly Trees: Yet now and then, dear Lord, bestow A drop of Heav'n on Worms below. 12 Send Comforts down from thy Right Hand, While we pass through this barren Land, And in thy Temple let us see A Glimpse of Love, a Glimpse of Thee.] Languages: English

Early, my GOD, without Delay

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P63a (1766) Topics: Converse with God Lyrics: 1 Early, my GOD, without Delay, In haste to seek thy Face; My thirsty Spirit faints away Without thy chearing Grace. 2 So Pilgrims on the scorching Sand, Beneath a burning Sky, Long for a cooling Stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy glory and thy Pow'r Thro' all thy Temples shine; My GOD, repeat that heav'nly Hour, That Vision so divine. 4 Not all the Blessings of a Feast Can please my Soul so well, As when thy richer Grace I taste, And in thy Presence dwell. 5 Not Life itself, with all her Joys, Can my best Passions move, Or rise so high my chearful Voice, As thy forgiving Love. 6 Thus till my last expiring Day, I'll bless my GOD and King; Thus will I lift my Hands to pray, And tune my Lips to sing. Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English