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Psalm 89 Part 5

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.187 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Yet, saith the Lord, if David's race Lyrics: "Yet," saith the Lord, "if David's race, The children of my Son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace, And tempt mine anger down; "Their sins I'll visit with the rod And make their folly smart; But I'll not cease to be their God, Nor from my truth depart. "My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind And what eternal love hath spoke Eternal truth shall bind. "Once have I sworn (I need no more) And pledged my holiness, To seal the sacred promise sure To David and his race. "The sun shall see his offspring rise And spread from sea to sea, Long as he travels round the skies To give the nations day. "Sure as the moon that rules the night His kingdom shall endure, Till the fixed laws of shade and light Shall be observed no more. Scripture: Psalm 89:30-52 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Part 6

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.188 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Remember, Lord, our mortal state Lyrics: Remember, Lord, our mortal state, How frail our life! how short the date! Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death'? Lord, while we see whole nations die, Our flesh and sense repine and cry, "Must death for ever rage and reign? Or hast thou made mankind in vain? "Where is thy promise to the just? Are not thy servants turned to dust?" But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. That glorious hour, that dreadful day, Wipes the reproach of saints away, And clears the honor of thy word: Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Last Part

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.189 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Think, mighty God, on feeble man Lyrics: Think, mighty God, on feeble man; How few his hours! how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly, or power to save? Lord, shall it be for ever said, "The race of man was only made For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves, and turned to clay? Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? Hast thou not promised to thy Son And all his seed a heav'nly crown? But flesh and sense indulge despair: For ever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. For ever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward For all their toil, reproach, and pain: Let all below and all above Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English

Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.190 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Through every age, eternal God Lyrics: Through every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was thy throne ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. Long hadst thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned to a man; And long thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, "Return, ye sinners, to your dust." [A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream, An empty tale, a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour.] [Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. But O how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the power that strikes us dead.] Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Psalm 90 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.191 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Our God, our help in ages past Lyrics: Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. Thy word commands our flesh to dust, "Return, ye sons of men:" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. [The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. Like flowery fields the nations stand Pleased with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower's hand Lie with'ring ere 'tis night.] Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. Scripture: Psalm 90:1-5 Languages: English

Psalm 90 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.192 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Lord, if thine eye surveys our faults Lyrics: Lord, if thine eye surveys our faults, And justice grows severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, And burns beyond our fear. Thine anger turns our frame to dust; By one offence to thee Adam with all his sons have lost Their immortality. Life, like a vain amusement, flies, A fable or a song; By swift degrees our nature dies, Nor can our joys be long. 'Tis but a few whose days amount To threescore years and ten; And all beyond that short account Is sorrow, toil, and pain. [Our vitals with laborious strife Bear up the crazy load, And drag those poor remains of life Along the tiresome road.] Almighty God, reveal thy love, And not thy wrath alone; O let our sweet experience prove The mercies of thy throne! Our souls would learn the heav'nly art T' improve the hours we have, That we may act the wiser part, And live beyond the grave. Scripture: Psalm 90:8-12 Languages: English

Psalm 90 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.193 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Return, O God of love, return Lyrics: Return, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place: How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face? Let heav'n succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease, And in proportion to our tears So make our joys increase. Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. Then shall we shine before thy throne In all thy beauty, Lord; And the poor service we have done Meet a Divine reward. Scripture: Psalm 90:13-17 Languages: English

Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.194 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month, and every day, 'Tis mould'ring back to dust. Our moments fly apace, Nor will our minutes stay; Just like a flood, our hasty days Are sweeping us away. Well, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight; We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

Psalm 144 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.323 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: For ever blessed be the Lord Lyrics: For ever blessed be the Lord, My Savior and my shield; He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care, Instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me through the war. A friend and helper so divine Does my weak courage raise; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine, And his shall be the praise. Scripture: Psalm 144:1-2 Languages: English

Psalm 144 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.324 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Frailty of man First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the dust. O what is feeble, dying man, Or any of his race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace? That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And mountains tremble at his frown, How wondrous is his love! Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English