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From lowest Depths of Woe

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXX (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 From lowest Depths of Woe, To GOD I sent my Cry; LORD, hear my mournful Voice, And graciously reply: Should'st thou severely judge, Who can the Trial bear? But Pardon is with thee, That Men thy name should fear. 2 My Soul with Patience waits, And trusts in thee, O LORD; My Hopes are built upon Thy never-failing Word: My longing Eyes look out, For thy enliv'ning Ray; Just as the Morning-Watch Looks for the dawning Day. 3 Let Israel trust in GOD; No Bounds his Mercy knows; The Source and Spring from whence Eternal Succour flows. Whose friendly Streams, to us, Supplies in Want convey; A healing Stream to cleanse And wash our Guilt away. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: [From lowest Depths of Woe]

From Shame and Insult set me free

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXI (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 From Shame and Insult set me free, For still, O LORD, I trust in thee; Once more your kind Assistance lend, Once more thy Servant's Cause defend: As just and righteous is thy Name, So let me now thy Favour claim. 2 Bow down, O LORD! thy gracious Ear, Do thou my stedfast Rock appear; To me some speedy Succour send, My Soul for Danger to defend: Hear thou my Voice, when I complain, And still my righteous Cause maintain. 3 Since thou'rt my Rock, and Foes oppress, Oh lead me out of this Distress, Thy wonted Help, my GOD, impart, For thou, my Strength and Fortress art: To thee alone I look for Aid, To shun the Snares, my Foes have laid. 4 Thou GOD of Mercy, Love and Truth! Who hast preserv'dst me from my Youth; My Life, my Soul, and all that's mine, To thee I willingly resign: To thee my Soul for Succour flies, For those I hate, who trust in Lies. Part II 5 Thy Name, Oh GOD! I'll ever bless, And still in chearful Songs express, The Mercies thou to me hast shewn; For Thou hast seen my straits, and known What gloomy Sorrows gather round, What rising Fears my Soul confund. 6 Whene'er thou saw'st my watchful Foes, Did in their Wiles my Strength enclose, Thou gav'st my Feet a larger Space, To fly from all their treach'rous Race; And shun the secret hidden Snare, Which for my Soul, they did prepare. 7 Thy Mercy, LORD, again display, For both my Soul and Flesh decay, Attend, O GOD, the just Complaint, Which I, with Grief and Hunger faint, With feeble Voice to thee address: Oh hear the Cries of my Distress! 8 Sad Thoughts my drooping Life oppress, My Sins have made my Strength decrease; My Years are spent in wasting Groans; Which e'en consume away my Bones; My foul Offences, to my View, Are ever rising fresh and new. Part III 9 My Foes at all my Suff'rings mock'd, My Friends at Sight of me were shock'd; My Neighbours chiefly did upbraid, They look'd at me as Men dismay'd; And when they did my Anguish see, With one Consent they fled from me. 1o Forsook by all my Friends am I, As one that's dead and out of mind; And like a shatter'd Vessel lie, Whose broken Parts can ne'er be join'd; No one to comfrt me appears, To ease my Grief or sooth my Cares. 11 Against me sland'rous Words they speak, Whilst they together Counsel take; They strive my guiltless Blood to shed, And yet they seem my Pow'r to dread; But still my Soul thy Goodness knows, And will her Hopes on thee repose. 12 Whatever strange Events betide, Thy Wisdom , LORD! will time them all; Thy Servant then in Safety hide From those who daily seek his Fall: O render all their Malice vain, Nor let my Foes their Will obtain. 13 The Brightness of thy glorious Face, To me, O righteous GOD, disclose, And as thy mercies still increase, Preserve me from my cruel Foes; Do thou in Mercy set me free From those who strive to ruin me. Part IV 14 Thy Servant from Dishonour save, Who still hath plac'd his Trust in thee; Let that, and Silence in the Grave, The Sinner's wretched Portion be: Do thou their lying Lips restrain; Who treat the Just with proud Disdain. 15 How great thy tender Mercies are To such as fear thy holy Name; Which, LORD, thou dost for them prepare, Who spread abroad thy glorious Fame: The Sons of Men thy Love shalt see, To those who put their Trust in thee. 16 Thou keep'st them ever in thy Sight, From all their proud Oppressors free; From Tongues that do in Strife delight, They are preserv'd still by thee; Thy Saints shall find thy Friendship sure, And in thy Temple rest secure. 17 With Glory and with great Renown. God's holy Name be ever bless'd; Whose Love is Keilab's well-fenc'd Town, To me was wond'rously express'd; For he was then my Strength and Tow'r, To guard me from assailing Pow'r. 18 Dismay'd with Fear, in hasty Flight, I said, "I'm banish'd from thine Eyes;" Yet still thou keptst me in thy Sight, And didst accept my earnest Cries; In Mercy thou didst bend thine Ear, And listen to my humble Pray'r. 19 O then, let all the Saints, the LORD With never-ending Love pursue, Who to the Just will Help afford, And surely give the Proud their Due: Courageously on God rely, Who will your Hearts with Strength supply. Topics: Prayers When percecuted; Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Scripture: Psalm 31 Languages: English Tune Title: [From shame and insult set me free]

Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LV (1767) Tune Key: d minor Lyrics: 1 Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth, And listen when to thee I pray; Nor from thy humble Suppliant turn, Thy glorious Face, O LORD, away; Do thou bow down thy gracious Ear, Whilst I my mournful Case declare. 2 Hark, how the Foe insults aloud, And how my fierce Oppressors rage; Whose sland'ring Tongues against my Fame, With growing Malice still engage. My Soul's with trembling Fears distress'd, My Heart with Horror quite oppress'd. 3 How often wish I then, that I The Dove's swift soaring Wings could get; That I might take my speedy Flight, And find out some secure Retreat: Then would I through wild Desarts stray, 'Till this fierce Storm had pass'd away. 4 Destroy, O LORD, their ill Designs, Do thou their Counsels soon divide; For through the City my griev'd Eyes, Have nought but Strife and Rapine spy'd: Within her Walls they walk their round, Where Grief and Mischief still is found. 5 Whoe'er through every Part shall roam, Shall ever fresh Disorders meet; Deceit and Guile their constant Posts, Have still maintain'd in ev'ry Street: Daily their wicked Plots encrease, Their treach'rous Actions never cease. 6 'Twas not my open Foe profess'd Who these severe Reflections made; For then I could with Ease have borne, The many bitter Things he said: And when he did against me rise, Have hid from his malicious Eyes. 7 But 'twas ev'n thou, my Guide my Friend, Whom tend'rest Love to me did join; Whose sweet Advice I valued most, Whose Pray'rs were always mix'd with mine: Ev'n thou, whose Converse I approv'd, My Bosom Friend, whom most I lov'd. 8 Sure Vengeance, equal to their Crimes, Such faithless Traitors must surprise; And sudden Death requite those Ills, Which they with wickedly Hearts devise: But GOD shall in my Aid appear, And Night and Day my Voice shall hear. 9 GOD has releas'd my Soul from those, That did against my Life contend; And made a num'rous Host of Friends, At length my righteous Cause defend: The LORD my mournful Voice shall hear, And punish those who know no Fear. 10 Whom can I trust, if faithless Men, With secret Treachery devise To ruin me, their peaceful Friend, And basely break the strongest Ties: 21 Tho' soft and melting are their Words, Their Hearts with War and Strife abound, Their Words though smooth like Daggers wound. and yet like Swords they wound. 11 Do thou, my Soul, on GOD depend, And he shall thy Life sustain; He aids the Just, whom to supplant, The Wicked ever strive in vain: My Foes shall all untimely die; Whilst I for Health on GOD rely. Topics: Description of Hyprocisy; Prayers When betrayed by false friends; Prayers When surrounded by Enemies; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English Tune Title: [Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth]

God is our Refuge in Distress

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLVI (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 GOD is our Refuge in Distress, A present Help when Dangers press; On him for Safety we reyl'd, And in his Strength we will confide: Tho' Earth were from her Centre tost, And Mountains in the Ocean lost; Or lofty Hills from their Abode, Torn Piece-Meal by the roaring Flood. 2 Let angry Waves together roll'd, Rage on with Fury uncontroul'd; We will not fear, whilst we depend On GOD, who is our constant Friend: A gentler Stream that ever flows, And Joy to all around bestows, The City of our Lord shall fill, The City where he's worship'd still. 3 God dwells in Sion, whose strong Tow'rs Shall mock th'Assault of earthly Pow'rs, And his Almighty Aid is nigh, To those who on his Strength rely. In Tumults when the Heathen rag'd, And Kingdoms War against us wag'd, In Thunders loud his Voice was heard, And soon their Forces disappear'd. Part II 4 The LORD of Hosts conducts our Arms, Our Tow'r of Refuge in Alarms; Our Fathers Guardian he hath been, And we his tender Love have seen. Come see what Pow'r he hath display'd, His People ne'er shall be dismay'd; For them he hath these Wonders wroght, And on the Earth Destruction brought. 5 Abroad he hath his Vengeance hurl'd, And aw'd to Peace the jarring World; He doth destroy the Spear and Bow, And into Flames their Chariots throw: With Rev'rence be the LORD address'd; The Earth her Sov'reign hath confess'd; The Heathen shall his Pow'r obey, And yield to his Almighty Sway. 6 The God of Hosts, conducts our Arms, Our Tow'r of Refuge in Alarms, Our Father's Guardian he hath been, And we his wond'rous Love have seen. Topics: Description of Confidence of Believers in Dangers Scripture: Psalm 46 Languages: English Tune Title: [God is our refuge in distress]

Had not the Lord, may Israel say

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXIV (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 Had not the LORD, may Israel say, Been kindly pleas'd to interpose; Had he not then espous'd our Cause, When furious Men against us rose; Their Wrath rag'd without Countroul; Their Spite and Pride o'erwhelm'd our Soul. 2 But prais'd be our eternal LORD, Who did deliver us that Day; Nor to their savage Jaws gave up Our threat'ned Lives an easy Prey. Their Mouths were open to devour; But he redeem'd us by his Pow'r. 3 Our Soul is like a Bird escap'd From out the subtle Fowler's Net; The Snare is broke, their Hopes are cross'd, And we at Liberty are set: Therefore our Trust is in his Name, Whose Hand both Heav'n and Earth did frame. Topics: Thanksgivings For Victories Scripture: Psalm 124 Languages: English Tune Title: [Had not the Lord, may Israel say]

He's bless'd whose tender Care

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLI (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 He's bless'd whose tender Care, Relieves the Poor distress'd, When Troubles gather round, The LORD shall give him Rest; His Life with Blessings crown'd, The LORD shall sure prolong; And check the Will of those, Who seek to do him Wrong. 2 If he, in low Estate, Oppress'd with Sickness lie, The LORD will Comfort send, And inward Strength supply; Secure of this, to GOD, I thus my Pray'r address'd, "LORD, heal my wounded Soul, "For I have much trasgress'd!" 3 My Foes, with sland'ring Words, Attempt to wound my Fame; "When shall he die," say they, "And Men forget his Name?" Suppose they Visits make, 'Tis all but empty Show; They gather Mischief then, And vent it when they go. 4 With Whispers, such as these, To hurt me they devise, "His Doom a length is come, "He's fall'n, no more to rise." My own familiar Friend, On whom I most rely'd, Has me, whose Guest he was, With open Scorn defy'd. 5 But thou, my wretched State, In Mercy, LORD, regard, And raise me up, that they May meet their just Reward. Thou suffer'st not my Foes, To triumph in my Fall. Therefore I know thine Ear, Is open when I call. 6 My Life thou dost secure, From Danger and Disgrace; And thou shalt set me still, Before thy glorious Face: Let therefore Israel's LORD From Ages to Age be blest, And all the People's Joy With loud Amen's exprest Topics: Description of Blessings promised to the Pious and Charitable; Description of Hyprocisy; Prayers When betrayed by false friends; Prayers When sick; Prophecies Of Judas, the Traitor Scripture: Psalm 41 Languages: English Tune Title: [He's bless'd whose tender care]

How good and pleasant must it be

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCII (1767) Tune Key: a minor Lyrics: 1 How good and pleasant must it be To thank the LORD most high; And with repeated Hymns of Praise, His Name to magnify: With ev'ry Morning's early Dawn, His Goodness to relate; And of his constant Truth, each Night The glad Effects repeat. 2 To ten string'd Instruments we'll sing, With tuneful Psalt'ries join'd, And to the Harp, with solemn Sounds, For sacred Use design'd: For through thy wond'rous Works, O Lord, Thou mak'st my Heart rejoice; The Thoughts of them shall make me glad, And shout with chearful Voice. 3 How wond'rous are thy Works, O LORD! How deep are thy Decrees! Whose winding Tracks, in Cecret laid, No stupid Sinner sees: He little thinks, when wicked Men, Like Grass, look fresh and gay; How soon their short liv'd Splendor must, For ever pass away. 4 But thou, my GOD, art still most high; And all thy lofty Foes, Who thought they might securely sin, Shall be o'erwhelm'd with Woes: Whilst thou exalt'st my Sov'reign Pow'r, And mak'st it largely spread; And with refreshing Oil anoint'st My consecrated Head. 5 I soon shall see my stubborn Foes To utter Ruin brought; And hear the dismal End of those Who have against me fought: But righteous Men, like fruitful Palms, Shall make a glorious Show; As Cedars that on Lebanon In stately Order grow. 6 These planted in the House of GOD, Within his Courts shall thrive; Their Vigour and their Lustre both Shall in old Age revive. Thus will the LORD his Justice shew; And GOD, my strong Defence, Shall due Rewards to all the World Impartially dispense. Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Scripture: Psalm 92 Languages: English Tune Title: [How good and pleasant must it be]

How long shall I repine

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XIII (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 How long shall I repine? LORD, must I ever mourn? Hast thou withdrawn from me? And wilt thou ne'er return? How long shall anxious Thoughts My Heart with Grief oppress? How long my Foes insult, And I have no Redress? 2 Oh! to my longing Eyes Restore thy wonted Light; And soon, or I shall sleep In everlasting Night. Restore me, lest they boast 'Twas their own Strength o'ercame; Lest those who vex my Soul, Should triumph in my shame. 3 Since I my Trust have plac'd Beneath thy Mercy's Wing, Thy Help will come, and then My Heart with Joy shall sing: Then shall my Song, inspir'd, To thee, my GOD, ascend, Who to thy Soul, distress'd, Such Bounty didst extend. Topics: Prayers When surrounded by Enemies Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English Tune Title: [How long shall I repine]

How long shall thy fierce Anger burn

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXIV (1767) Tune Key: d minor Lyrics: 1 How long shall thy fierce Anger burn, LORD, wilt thou never more return? How long withdraw thy Face, From us thy chosen Race? Think on the Tribes thou hast redeem'd, On Sion's Mount, by thee esteem'd, The Land that is thine own, Where once thy Glory shone. 2 Lift up thy Feet, and them destroy, Who would thy holy Place annoy; For where thy Servants pray, Their Banners they display, Amidst the Work the Artists wrought, And to such great Perfection brought; They dreadful Havock make, And with their Hammers break. 3 Thy holy Church they burnt with Flame, Tho' consecrated to thy Name; Thine House they did surround, And level to the Ground. Thy Tokens, LORD, no me see; Our Prophets from Destruction flee, Nor dost thou let us know, The End of this our Woe. and what escap'd the Flame, Has been profan'd, and quite defac'd, Part II 4 But, LORD, how long must we submit? How long, O GOD, wilt thou permit, Th'insulting foe to boast; And shall thy Name be lost? Why dost thou on thy patient Breast, Let thy Right-Hand so calmly rest, When Vengeance should o'erthrow. The bold insulting Foe. 5 Thou, as our King, hast often fought, And for us great Deliv'rance wrought; Thou didst the Sea divide, And quell the Monster's Pride. Resistless Pow'r thou didst employ, The fierce Leviathan destroy. Then vanquish'd let him lay, To savage Beasts a Prey. 5 The solid Rock thou didst divide, And soon gush'd out the cooling Tide, And Waters ceas'd to flow, To let thy People go. Thou didst create both Day and Night, The Sun and every feebler Light; The Summer's sultry Shine, And Winter's Cold are thine. Part III 7 Remember, LORD, thy People's Shame, How foolish Men blaspheme thy Name, Thy Turtle-Dove restore, Nor quite forget the Poor. LORD, make thy atient Promise good; The Land is fill'd with men of Blood: Cloath not the Poor with Shame, But let them bless thy Name. 8 Arise, O GOD! thy Cause maintain, For Fools each Day thy Name profane; Thy daring Foes encrease, Make thou their Triumphs cease. Topics: Prayers Of the Church for her Deliverance in Persecution Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English Tune Title: [How long shall thy fierce Anger burn]

In thee I put my steadfast trust

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXI (1767) Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 In thee I put my stedfast Trust, LORD, let me not be put to Shame; Incline thine Ear, and save my Soul, For great and righteous is thy Name: To thee, for Help I will resort, For thou art still my Rock and Fort. 2 From cruel and ungodly Men, Protect my Soul and set me free; For thou my early Youth till now, My constant Hope hath been in thee: Thy Care did safely guard my infant Days, And brought me forth to sing thy Praise. 3 While some on me with Wonder gaze, Thy Hand unseen supports me still; Thy Honour therefore, and thy Praise, My Mouth with grateful Joy shall fill: Then cast me not, O LORD, away, Tho' Strength and Vigour should decay. 4 My Foes against my Fame, and me, With never ceasing Malice speak; Against my Soul they lay their Snares, And mutual Council daily take: "On GOD, say they, he did rely; 'Now take him whilst no Help is nigh." 5 But thou, my GOD, withdraw not far, On thee for speedy Help I call; To Shame and Ruin bring my Foes, Who seek with Craft to work my Fall: And I, who still on thee depend, My Time to come in Praise will spend: Part II 6 Thy righteous Acts and saving Health, My Mouth shall evermore declare; Unable yet to sum them all, Tho' counted o'er with utmost Care: LORD, in thy Strength I will go on, And trust thy Righteousness alone. 7 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my Youth, To bless and praise thy glorious Name; And ever since thy wond'rous Works Have been with Joy my constant Theme. On them I will with Pleasure dwell, And to the world thy Goodness tell. 8 Then now forsake me not, when I With Age am grey and feeble grown; 'Till I to these and future Times, Thy Strength and mighty Pow'r have shown, For I thy Mercy will proclaim, And spread abroad thy glorious Name. 9 How high thy Justice soars, O GOD! How very great and wond'rous are The mighty Works which Thou hast done? O LORD! who can with Thee compare? Altho' thy Hand hath me oppress'd, Yet shall my Woes be all redress'd. 10 Thro' thee, my Time to come, shall be With growing Pow'r and Greatness crown'd; And me who dismal Years have past, Thy lasting comforts shall surround: Therefore my Harp and Voice I'll raise, To Jacob's GOD, in Songs of Praise. 11 Then grateful Joy shall fill my Mouth And chearful Hymns employ my Voice; My thankful Soul, by thee redeem'd, Shall in thy Strength and Pow'r rejoice; My tongue thy Justice shall proclaim, Because thou brought'st my Foes to Shame, Topics: Prayers Of the Old and Afflicted; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 71 Languages: English Tune Title: [In thee I put my stedfast trust]