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Psalm 37 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.87 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why do the wealthy wicked boast Lyrics: Why do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay; The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. His alms with lib'ral heart he gives Amongst the sons of need; His mem'ry to long ages lives, And blessed is his seed. His lips abhor to talk profane, To slander or defraud; His ready tongue declares to men What he has learned of God. The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide; Led by the Spirit and the word, His feet shall never slide. When sinners fall, the righteous stand, Preserved from every snare; They shall possess the promised land, And dwell for ever there. Topics: End of the righteous and wicked; Punishment of sinners; Saints and sinner's end; Sinner and saint's portion; Portion of saints and sinners; Poor charity to them; Death of saints and sinners; Reproach removed; Prayer and faith of persecuted saints; Charity to the poor; Envy and unbelief cured; Fretfulness discouraged; Patience under persecutions; Prosperous sinners cursed; Religion in words and deeds; Saints patience and world's hatred; Sinner hatred and saint's patience; Unbelief and envy cured; World's hatred and saint's patience Scripture: Psalm 37:16 Languages: English

Psalm 37 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.88 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: My God, the steps of pious men Lyrics: My God, the steps of pious men Are ordered by thy will; Though they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still. The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves; He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves. The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home; He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. The haughty sinner have I seen, Nor fearing man nor God, Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. And lo! he vanished from the ground, Destroyed by hands unseen; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found Where all that pride had been. But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend; True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. Topics: End of the righteous and wicked; Punishment of sinners; Saints and sinner's end; Sinner and saint's portion; Portion of saints and sinners; Poor charity to them; Death of saints and sinners; Reproach removed; Prayer and faith of persecuted saints; Charity to the poor; Envy and unbelief cured; Fretfulness discouraged; Patience under persecutions; Prosperous sinners cursed; Religion in words and deeds; Saints patience and world's hatred; Sinner hatred and saint's patience; Unbelief and envy cured; World's hatred and saint's patience Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English

Psalm 38

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.89 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics: Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword. Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely pressed; Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t' atone. My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father's frown. Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my powers are whole: The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by thine ear. Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry; My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. [My foot is ever apt to slide, My foes rejoice to see 't; They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. But I'll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin; I'll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die.] Topics: Health prayed for; Sick-Bed Devotion; Desertion and distress of soul; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved; Pardon and repentance prayed for; Prayer for repentance and pardon, etc; Repentance and prayer for pardon and strength; Strength repentance, and pardon prayed for Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English

Psalm 39 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.90 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thus I resolved before the Lord Lyrics: Thus I resolved before the Lord,- "Now will I watch my tongue; Lest I let slip one sinful word, Or do my neighbor wrong." And if I'm e'er constrained to stay With men of lives profane, I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel, Lest scoffers should th' occasion take To mock my holy zeal. Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be overawed, But let the scoffing sinners hear That I can speak for God. Topics: Devotion on a sick bed; Health prayed for; Sick-Bed Devotion; Tongue governed; Afflictions submission to them; Funeral psalm; Humility and submission; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Patience under afflictions; Pleading without repining; Prudence and zeal; Resignation; Submission to sickness; Vanity of man as mortal; Watchfulness over the tongue Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English

Psalm 39 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.91 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time; Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. Some walk in honor's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more. What should I wish or wait for, then, From creatures earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Topics: Devotion on a sick bed; Health prayed for; Sick-Bed Devotion; Tongue governed; Afflictions submission to them; Funeral psalm; Humility and submission; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Patience under afflictions; Pleading without repining; Prudence and zeal; Resignation; Submission to sickness; Vanity of man as mortal; Watchfulness over the tongue Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

Psalm 39 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.92 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning hand. Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. Crushed as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. [This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous race Are vanity and smoke.] I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. But if my life be spared awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Topics: Devotion on a sick bed; Health prayed for; Sick-Bed Devotion; Tongue governed; Afflictions submission to them; Funeral psalm; Humility and submission; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Patience under afflictions; Pleading without repining; Prudence and zeal; Resignation; Submission to sickness; Vanity of man as mortal; Watchfulness over the tongue Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

Psalm 40 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.93 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: I waited patient for the Lord Lyrics: I waited patient for the Lord, He bowed to hear my cry; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. He raised me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds released my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. I'll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. How many are thy thoughts of love! Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough, Their numbers to repeat. When I 'm afflicted, poor, and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. Topics: Deliverance by prayer; Deliverance from deep distress; Christ his incarnation and sacrifice; Incarnation and sacrifice of Christ; Sacrifice incarnation of Christ; Sacrifice; Surety and sacrifice Christ Scripture: Psalm 40:1-3 Languages: English

Psalm 40 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.94 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain Lyrics: Thus saith the Lord, "Your work is vain Give your burnt-offerings o'er; In dying goats, and bullocks slain, My soul delights no more." Then spake the Savior, "Lo, I'm here, My God, to do thy will; Whate'er thy sacred books declare, Thy servant shall fulfil. "Thy law is ever in my sight, I keep it near my heart; Mine ears are opened with delight To what thy lips impart." And see, the blest Redeemer comes, Th' eternal Son appears, And at th' appointed time assumes The body God prepares. Much he revealed his Father's grace, And much his truth he showed, And preached the way of righteousness Where great assemblies stood. His Father's honor touched his heart, He pitied sinners' cries, And, to fulfil a Savior's part, Was made a sacrifice. No blood of beasts on altars shed Could wash the conscience clean; But the rich sacrifice he paid Atones for all our sin. Then was the great salvation spread, And Satan's kingdom shook; Thus by the woman's promised seed The serpent's head was broke. Topics: Deliverance by prayer; Deliverance from deep distress; Christ his incarnation and sacrifice; Incarnation and sacrifice of Christ; Sacrifice incarnation of Christ; Sacrifice; Surety and sacrifice Christ Scripture: Psalm 40:6-9 Languages: English

Psalm 42 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.97 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find And taste the cooling brook. When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without control, "And where's your God at last?" 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. But why, my soul, sunk down so far Beneath this heavy load? Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God? Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove, For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Topics: Afflictions hope in them; Delight in God; Complaint of absence from public worship; Direction and hope; Hope and direction; Hope in afflictions; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved; Public worship, absence from it complained of; Worship absence from it Scripture: Psalm 42:1-5 Languages: English

Psalm 44

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.99 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics: Lord, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of power and grace, When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days. How thou didst build thy churches here, And make thy gospel known; Amongst them did thine arm appear, Thy light and glory shone. In God they boasted all the day, And in a cheerful throng Did thousands meet to praise and pray, And grace was all their song. But now our souls are seized with shame, Confusion fills our face, To hear the enemy blaspheme, And fools reproach thy grace. Yet have we not forgot our God, Nor falsely dealt with heav'n, Nor have our steps declined the road Of duty thou hast giv'n; Though dragons all around us roar With their destructive breath, And thine own hand has bruised us sore Hard by the gates of death. We are exposed all day to die As martyrs for thy cause, As sheep for slaughter bound we lie By sharp and bloody laws. Awake, arise, Almighty Lord, Why sleeps thy wonted grace? Why should we look like men abhorred Or banished from thy face? Wilt thou for ever cast us off, And still neglect our cries? For ever hide thine heav'nly love From our afflicted eyes? Down to the dust our soul is bowed, And dies upon the ground; Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their powers confound. Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Savior and our God; We plead the honors of thy name, The merits of thy blood. Topics: Persecuted saints their prayer and faith; Persecutors complained of; Patience under persecutions Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English