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Psalm 55

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.124 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: O God, my refuge, hear my cries, "Behold my flowing tears; For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. Their rage is leveled at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. With inward pain my heart-strings sound, I groan with ev'ry breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. O were I like a feathered dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home; Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God on whom I call, Can save me here as well. By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry; The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear, If he command their aid. I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Temptations support under them; Afflicted and tempted, supported; Daily Devotion; Devotion daily; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English

Psalm 56

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.126 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O Thou whose justice reigns on high Lyrics: O Thou whose justice reigns on high, And makes th' oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is thy word. In God most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I fear what flesh can do, The offspring of the dust. They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults; Mischief doth all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts. Shall they escape without thy frown? Must their devices stand? O cast the haughty sinner down, And let him know thy hand. God counts the sorrows of his saints, Their groans affect his ears; Thou hast a book for my complaints, A bottle for my tears. When to thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear and flee; So swift is prayer to reach the sky, So near is God to me. In thee, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise; I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word, How righteous all thy ways!" Thou hast secured my soul from death, O set thy pris'ner free! That heart and hand, and life and breath, May be employ'd for thee. Topics: Falsehood and oppression, deliverance from them; Prayer and faith of persecuted saints; Deliverance from oppression and falsehood Scripture: Psalm 56 Languages: English

Psalm 60

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.129 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, hast thou cast the nation off? Lyrics: Lord, hast thou cast the nation off? Must we for ever mourn? Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath? Shall mercy ne'er return? The terror of one frown of thine Melts all our strength away; Like men that totter drunk with wine, We tremble in dismay. Great Britain shakes beneath thy stroke And dreads thy threat'ning hand; O heal the island thou hast broke, Confirm the wav'ring land. Lift up a banner in the field For those that fear thy name; Save thy beloved with thy shield, And put our foes to shame. Go with our armies to the fight, Like a confed'rate God; In vain confed'rate powers unite Against thy lifted rod. Our troops shall gain a wide renown By thine assisting hand 'Tis God that treads the mighty down, And makes the feeble stand. Topics: Psalm for soldiers; Day of humiliation for disappointments in war; Humiliation-day for disappointment; War disappointments therein Scripture: Psalm 60:1-5 Languages: English

Psalm 63 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.132 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Early, my God, without delay Lyrics: Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace. So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. I've seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision so divine. 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. Not life itself, with all her joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 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. Topics: Meditation; Lord's Day Morning; Morning of a sabbath; Delight in God; Seeking God; Longing after God; Worship absence from it; Converse with God; Love of God better than life; Midnight thoughts; Worship public Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5 Languages: English

Psalm 63 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.133 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: 'Twas in the watches of the night Lyrics: 'Twas in the watches of the night I thought upon thy power, I kept thy lovely face in sight Amidst the darkest hour. My flesh lay resting on my bed, My soul arose on high: "My God, my life, my hope," I said, "Bring thy salvation nigh." My spirit labors up thine hill, And climbs the heav'nly road; But thy right hand upholds me still, While I pursue my God. Thy mercy stretches o'er my head The shadow of thy wings; My heart rejoices in thine aid, My tongue awakes and sings. But the destroyers of my peace Shall fret and rage in vain; The tempter shall for ever cease, And all my sins be slain. Thy sword shall give my foes to death, And send them down to dwell In the dark caverns of the earth, Or to the deeps of hell. Topics: Meditation; Lord's Day Morning; Morning of a sabbath; Delight in God; Seeking God; Longing after God; Worship absence from it; Converse with God; Love of God better than life; Midnight thoughts; Worship public Scripture: Psalm 63:6-10 Languages: English

Psalm 65 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.138 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee Lyrics: Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee; There shall our vows be paid: Thou hast an ear when sinners pray; All flesh shall seek thine aid. Lord, our iniquities prevail, But pard'ning grace is thine; And thou wilt grant us power and skill To conquer every sin. Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face, Give them a dwelling in thine house, To feast upon thy grace. In answ'ring what thy church requests Thy truth and terror shine, And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfil thy kind design. Thus shall the wond'ring nations see The Lord is good and just; And distant islands fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord, When signs in heav'n appear; But they shall learn thy holy word, And love as well as fear. Topics: Prayer heard; Providence in air, earth, and sea; God his being, attributes, and providence; Gentiles church; Blessings of the country; God of nature and grace; Praise and prayer public; Praise for rain; Prayer and praise, public; Psalm for husbandmen; Public prayer and praise; Rain from heaven; Seasons of the year; Spring and summer; Spring of the year; Summer; Weather Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English

Psalm 65 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.139 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand Lyrics: 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal power; The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. Thy morning light and ev'ning shade Successive comforts bring; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flowers adorn the spring. Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heav'n, earth, and air, are thine; When clouds distil in fruitful showers, The Author is divine. Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around With wat'ry treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. Topics: Prayer heard; Providence in air, earth, and sea; God his being, attributes, and providence; Gentiles church; Blessings of the country; God of nature and grace; Praise and prayer public; Praise for rain; Prayer and praise, public; Psalm for husbandmen; Public prayer and praise; Rain from heaven; Seasons of the year; Spring and summer; Spring of the year; Summer; Weather Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English

Psalm 65 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.140 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King Lyrics: Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King, Who makes the earth his care; Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, And bids the grass appear. The clouds, like rivers raised on high, Pour out at thy command Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. The softened ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring; The valleys rich provision yield, And the poor lab'rers sing. The little hills, on every side, Rejoice at falling showers; The meadows, dressed in all their pride, Perfume the air with flowers. The barren clods, refreshed with rain, Promise a joyful crop; The parching grounds look green again, And raise the reaper's hope. The various months thy goodness crowns; How bounteous are thy ways! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy praise. Topics: Prayer heard; Providence in air, earth, and sea; God his being, attributes, and providence; Gentiles church; Blessings of the country; God of nature and grace; Praise and prayer public; Praise for rain; Prayer and praise, public; Psalm for husbandmen; Public prayer and praise; Rain from heaven; Seasons of the year; Spring and summer; Spring of the year; Summer; Weather Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English

Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.141 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise; With melody of sound record His honors and your joys. Say to the Power that shakes the sky, "How terrible art thou! Sinners before thy presence fly, Or at thy feet they bow." [Come, see the wonders of our God, How glorious are his ways! In Moses' hand he puts his rod, And cleaves the frighted seas. He made the ebbing channel dry, While Isr'el passed the flood There did the church begin their joy, And triumph in their God.] He rules by his resistless might: Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war? O bless our God, and never cease; Ye saints, fulfil his praise; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. Lord, thou hast proved our suff'ring souls, To make our graces shine; So silver bears the burning coals, The metal to refine. Through wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways, We march at thy command; Led to possess the promised place By thine unerring hand. Topics: Hearing of prayer and salvation; Prayer heard; Grace tried by afflictions; Afflictions trying our graces; God governing power and goodness; Praise for hearing prayer; Saints tried and preserved; Trial of our graces by afflictions Scripture: Psalm 66 Languages: English

Now shall my solemn vows be paid

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.142 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Now shall my solemn vows be paid To that Almighty Power, That heard the long requests I made In my distressful hour. My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known; Come, ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders he has done. When on my head huge sorrows fell, I sought his heav'nly aid; He saved my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. If sin lay covered in my heart, While prayer employed my tongue, The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. But God (his name be ever blest) Has set my spirit free; Nor turned from him my poor request, Nor turned his heart from me. Topics: Hearing of prayer and salvation; Prayer heard; Grace tried by afflictions; Afflictions trying our graces; God governing power and goodness; Praise for hearing prayer; Saints tried and preserved; Trial of our graces by afflictions Scripture: Psalm 66:13-20 Languages: English