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Psalm 116 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.254 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Thanks public, for private mercies First Line: What shall I render to my God Lyrics: What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. Among the saints that fill thine house My off'rings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God! How dear thy servants in thy sight! How precious is their blood! How happy all thy servants are! How great thy grace to me! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. Now I am thine, for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose move Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 116:12-19 Languages: English

Psalm 118 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.258 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Thanks public, for private mercies First Line: The Lord appears my helper now Lyrics: The Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid What all the sons of earth can do, Since heav'n affords its aid. 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. Like bees, my foes beset me round, A large and angry swarm; But I shall all their rage confound By thine almighty arm. 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice! Like angry bees, they girt me round; When God appears they fly; So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze and die. Joy to the saints and peace belongs; The Lord protects their days: Let Isr'el tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. Scripture: Psalm 118:6-15 Languages: English

Psalm 118 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.260 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Thanks public, for private mercies First Line: Behold the sure foundation-stone Lyrics: Behold the sure foundation-stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. Chosen of God, to sinners dear, And saints adore the name; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain; Yet on this Rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise; 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. Scripture: Psalm 118:22-23 Languages: English

Psalm 118 Part 4

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.261 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Thanks public, for private mercies First Line: This is the day the Lord hath made Lyrics: This is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. Today he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell; Today the saints his triumphs spread, And all his wonders tell. Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son; Help us, O Lord; descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes in God his Father's name To save our sinful race. Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise; The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. Scripture: Psalm 118:24-26 Languages: English

Psalm 118

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.262 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Thanks public, for private mercies First Line: See what a living stone Lyrics: See what a living stone The builders did refuse; Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son; Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. The work, O Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. This is the glorious day That our Redeemer made; Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, Let all the church be glad. Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood; Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God. We bless thine holy word, Which all this grace displays; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. Scripture: Psalm 118:22-27 Languages: English

Psalm 118

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.263 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Thanks public, for private mercies First Line: Lo! what a glorious corner-stone Lyrics: Lo! what a glorious corner-stone The Jewish builders did refuse; But God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envy and the Jews. Great God, the work is all divine, The joy and wonder of our eyes; This is the day that proves it thine, The day that saw our Savior rise. Sinners, rejoice; and saints, be glad; Hosanna, let his name be blest; A thousand honors on his head, With peace, and light, and glory rest! In God's own name he comes to bring Salvation to our dying race; Let the whole church address their King With hearts of joy and songs of praise. Scripture: Psalm 118:22-27 Languages: English

Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #XXXI (1789) Topics: Blessings temporal and spiritual Thanks for Mercies, temporal and spiritual Lyrics: 1 Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid our souls adore. 2 The living tribes of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air, The meanest flies, the smallest worms Almighty pow'r declare. 3 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord, In all thy works appear; And, O! let man thy praise record, Man, thy distinguish'd care! 4 From thee the breath of life he drew; That breath thy pow'r maintains; Thy tender mercy, ever new, His brittle frame sustains. 5 Yet nobler favors claim his praise; Of reason's light possess'd; By revelation's brightest rays, Still more divinely bless'd. 6 Thy providence, his constant guard, When threat'ning woes impend; Or will th' impending dangers ward, Or timely succours lend. 7 On us that providence has shone, With gentle, smiling rays: O, may our lips and lives make known Thy goodness and thy praise! Languages: English

Loud be thy name ador'd

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #LXII (1789) Topics: The Gospel Dispensation Thanks to God of Blessings in Christ Lyrics: 1 Loud be thy name ador'd, Thy titles spread abroad, Of Christ our glorious Lord, The Father and the God; Thro' such a Son thy church's head, O'er worlds unknown thine honours spread. 2 Ten thousand gifts of love From thee thro' him descend, And bear our souls above, To joys that never end; Sustain'd by God, to heaven they soar And thro' the road his arm adore. 3 Then thousand songs of praise Shall for thy mercies rise, And thro' eternal day, Shall echo round the skies; New shouts we'll give, and loud proclaim, The glories of thy sacred name. Languages: English

O come, let us sing to the Lord a new song

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #CLXI (1789) Topics: Public Thanksgiving for national Blessings Thanks for National Protection Lyrics: 1 O come, let us sing to the Lord a new song, And praise him to whom all our praises belong! While we enter his temple with gladness and joy, Let a psalm of thanksgiving our voices employ! O come, to his name let us joyfully sing! For the Lord is a great and omnipotent King; By his word were the heavens and the host of them made, And of the round world the foundations he laid. 2 He stilleth the waves of the boisterous sea, And the tumults of men, more outrageous than they; Thy goodness, O Lord! let the people confess, Whom wars do not waste, nor proud tyrants oppress, And devoutly contemplate thy wonderful ways, Thou who turnest the fierceness of men to thy praise! Then our lands in due season shall yield their increase, And the Lord give his people the blessings of peace. Languages: English

Praise to God, immortal praise

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #XV (1789) Topics: Creation, Preservation, and temporal Blessings Thanks to God for his bounteous Provision Lyrics: 1 Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days! Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ; 2 For the blessings of the field; For the stores the gardens yield; For the vine's exalted juice; For the gen'rous olive's use. 3 Flocks, that whiten all the plain; Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain; Clouds, that drop their fatt'ning dews; Suns, that temp'rate warmth diffuse; 4 All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o’er the smiling land; All that lib'ral autumn pours, From her rich, o'erflowing stores. 5 These to thee, great God, we owe; Source, whence all our blessings flow: And for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. Languages: English