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Up from my youth, may Isra'l say

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.CXXIX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Persecutors Punished Lyrics: 1 Up from my youth, may Isra'l say, Have I been nurs'd in tears; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage Of all the sons of strife; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But God preserv'd my life. 3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart Its painful wounds impress'd; Hourly they vex'd my fainting heart, Nor let my sorrows rest. 4 The Lord grew angry on his throne, And with impartial eye, Measur'd the mischiefs they had done, Then let his arrows fly. 5 How was their insolence surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints, Be blasted from the sky; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their prospects die. 7 [What tho' they flourish tall and fair, They have no root beneath; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 8 So corn that on the house-top stands, No hope of harvest gives; The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves.] Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English
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Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCIV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD, Thy Justice now disclose; Arise, thou Judge of all the Earth, And crush thy haughty Foes: How long, O LORD, shall sinful Men, Their solemn Triumphs make? How long their wicked Actions boast, And insolently speak? 2 Not only they thy Saints oppress, But unprovok'd, they spill The Widow's and the Stranger's Blood, And helpless Orphans kill: "And yet the LORD shall ne'er perceive, (Profanely thus they speak) "Nor any Notice of our Deeds, "The God of Jacob take." 8 At length, ye stupid Fools, your Wants Endeavour to discern; In Folly will you still proceed, And Wisdom never learn? Can he be deaf who form'd the Ear, Or blind who fram'd the Eye? Shall Earth's great Judge not punish those, Who his known Will defy? 4 He fathoms all the Thoughts of Men, To him their Hearts lie bare; His Eyes survey them all, and see How vain their Counsels are. Part II 5 Blest is the Man whom thou, O LORD, In Kindness dost chastise; And by thy sacred Rules to walk, Most lovingly advise: This Man shall Rest and Safety find. In Seasons of Distress; Whilst GOD prepares a Pit for those, That stubbornly transgress. 6 For GOD will never from his Saints His Favour wholly take; His own Possession and his Lot, He will not quite forsake: The World shall then confess thee just, On all that thou hast done; And those that choose thy upright Ways, Shall in those Paths go on. 7 Who will appear in my Behalf, When wicked Men invade? Or who, when Sinners would oppress, My righteous Cause shall plead? Long since had I in Silence slept, But that the LORD was near, To stay me when I slipt, when sad, My troubled Heart to chear. 8 Wilt thou, who art a GOD most just, Their sinful Throne sustain, Who make the Law a fair Pretence Their wicked Ends to gain? Against the Lives of righteous Men, They form their close Design; And Blood of Innocence to spill, In solemn League combine. 9 But my Defence is firmly plac'd In GOD the LORD most high: He is my Rock, to which I may For Refuge always fly: The LORD shall cause their ill Designs, On their own Heads to fall: He in their Sins shall cut them off, Our GOD shall slay them all. Scripture: Psalm 94 Languages: English Tune Title: [Vengeance belongs to thee, O God]
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When we, our wearied Lmbs to rest

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXXVII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 When we, our wearied Limbs to rest, Sat down by proud Euphrates Stream, We wept, with doleful Thoughts oppress'd, And Sion was our mournful Theme; Our Harps, that when with Joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful Parts to bear, With silent Strings neglected hung, On Willow-Tress that wither'd there. 2 Mean while our Foes, who all conspir'd To triumph in our slavish Wrongs, Music and Mirth of us requir'd, "Come, sing us one of Sion's Songs." How shall we tun our Voice to sing? Or touch our Harps with skilful Hands? Shall Hymns of Joy to GOD our King, Be sung by Slaves in foreign Lands? 3 O Salem, our once happy Seat! When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling Hand forget, The speaking Strings with Art to move. If I to mention thee forbear, Eternal Silence seize my Tongue. Or if I sing one chearful Aire, 'Till thy Deliv'rance is my Song. 4 Remember, LORD, how Edom's Race, In thy own City's fatal Day, Cry'd out, "Her stately Wills deface, "And with the Ground quite level lay." Proud Babel's Daughter, doom'd to be Of Grief and Woe the wretched Prey, Bless'd is the Man, who shall to thee, The Wrongs thou laid'st on us, repay. 5 Thrice bless'd, who with just Rage possess'd, And deaf to all the Parents Moans, Shall snatch thy Infants from the Breast, And dash their Heads against the Stones. Scripture: Psalm 137 Languages: English Tune Title: [When we, our wearied Limbs to rest]
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Brother, dear brother

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #X (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch First Line: Why dost thou now withdraw thy Presence, LORD! Lyrics: 1 Why dost thou now withdraw thy Presence, LORD! Why hidest thou thy Face in my Distress? Why wilt thou not thy wonted Aid afford, When Sorrows deep my trouble Soul oppress? Behold the Heathen, swell'd with Haughtiness, Have with deceitful Wiles the Poor annoyed; But in their Treach'ry let them be destroyed. 2 Triumphant they rejoice, with Pride elate, To see Success their ill Designs attend: And still the sordid Wretch, whom thou dost hate, With Insolence perversly they commend, And for supreme Authority contend: Their stubborn Minds all higher Pow'r disdaining, And in their Hearts no Thoughts of GOD retaining. 3 Oppressive Ways they eagerly pursue, And with contemptuous Scorn their Foes they slight; Because thy Judgments, tho' for ever true Are unobserv'd, and far above their Sight: Deluded, still they think their Actions right; And as thy Vengeance hath not yet distress'd them, They think no Troubles ever shall molest them. 4 Their Words are nought but Treach'ry and Deceit; Their Mouths with Curses fill'd and sland'rous Lies; The wicked Purposes they would compleat, Are always cover'd with a fair Disguise; Near publick Roads they lurk, that by Surprize The Poor and Innocent may be destroyed; Thus is their Art and Malice still employed. 5 Not watchful Lions, lurking in their Den, With greater Fierceness catch their heedless Prey Than these Deceivers take unwary Men; Or threat them, taken, with more Rage than they: Sometimes a deeming Homage they will pay, A humble Look and harmless Aspect wearing; Thus are the Poor deceiv'd, no Danger fearing. 6 They in their Hearts have said, "God hath forgot; "The LORD will not our wicked Actions see: "He doth not heed our deep designed Plot; "So shall the Innocent ensnared be." Arise, O LORD, the Poor from Danger free! Thy mighty Arm against thy Foes extending, Thy humble People from all Harm defending. 7 But why is GOD contemn'd by wicked Men? Because in Pride presumtuously they say, "The LORD regards us no; he never can "Call to account, and our Misdeeds repay:" But thou wilt try all those who go astray: And when the Poor and Orphans are distressed, They look to thee alone to be redressed. 8 Defenceless let the Evil-minded fall, While all their boasted Strength proves but in vain; Ev'n in their dark Designs destroy them all, Till none of all their num'rous Race remain: Thy just Dominion, LORD, assert again; That from thy chosen Land may be expelled, All those who have against thy Pow'r rebelled. 9 Thou always dost thos humble Suppliants hear, That prostrate fall before thy sacred Throne: Thou dost at first incline their Hearts to Pray'r, Then grantest what thy ask; for thou alone Canst help the Fatherless and Poor undone: So shall the earthly Tyrants be destroyed. Who have their Craft against thy Saints employed. Scripture: Psalm 10 Tune Title: [Why dost thou now withdraw thy presence, Lord]
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Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes Do Thou assert my Right, Oh set me free, my GOD, from those Who in Deceit delight; Since thou'rt my only Stay, Why mourn I all the Day? Why leav'st thou me in deep Distress, While daring Foes my Soul oppress? 2 Let me with Light and Truth be bless'd, O let them lead the Way, 'Till on thy holy Hill I rest, And in thy Temple pray; Fresh Altars then I'll raise To GOD; and Songs of Praise To him, who is my only Joy, Shall all my grateful Hours employ. 3 Why then cast down my Soul, and why So much oppress'd with Care? On GOD, thy GOD, for Aid rely, Who will thy State repair: On him alone depend, For he's thy surest Friend; And then his Praise thou yet shalt sing, Who is thy Health's eternal Spring. Scripture: Psalm 43 Languages: English Tune Title: [Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes]
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With my whole Heart I'll raise my Song

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P9a (1766) Topics: Persecutors deliverance from them Lyrics: 1 With my whole Heart I'll raise my Song, Thy Wonders I'll proclaim: Thou sov'reign Judge of Right and Wrong, Wilt put my Foes to Shame. 2 I'll sing thy Majesty and Grace; My God prepares his Throne, To judge the World in Righteousness, And make his Vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a Refuge prove For all the Poor opprest; To save the People of his Love, And give the Weary Rest. 4 The Men that know thy Name, will trust In thy abundant Grace; For thou hast ne'er forsook the Just, Who humbly seek thy Face. 5 Sing Praises to the Righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's Hill, Who executes his threat'ning Word, And doth his Grace fulfil. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English
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When the great Judge supreme and just

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P9b (1766) Topics: Persecutors deliverance from them Lyrics: 1 When the great Judge supreme and just, Shall once enquire for Blood, The humble Souls that mourn in Dust, Shall find a faithful GOD. 2 He from the dreadful Gates of Death Does his own Children raise; In Zion's Gates, with chearful Breath, They sing their Father's Praise. 3 His Foes shall fall with heedless Feet, Into the Pit they made: And Sinners perish in the Net That their own Hands have spread. 4 Thus by thy Judgment, mighty GOD, Are thy deep Counsels known; When Men of Mischief are destroy'd, The Snare must be their own. Pause. 5 The Wicked shall sink down to Hell; Thy Wrath devour the Lands That dare forget Thee, or rebel Against thy known Commands. 6 Tho' Saints to sore Distress are brought, And wait, and long complain, Their Cries shall not be still forgot, Nor shall their Hopes be vain. 7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy Seat, To judge and save the Poor; Let Nations tremble at thy Feet, And Man prevail no more. 8 Thy Thunder shall affright the Proud, And put their Hearts to Pain, Make 'em confess that thou art GOD, And they but feeble Men.] Scripture: Psalm 9:12-20 Languages: English
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Why doth the Lord stand off so far?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P10 (1766) Topics: Persecutors deliverance from them Lyrics: 1 Why doth the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal his Face, When great Calamities appear, And Times of deep Distress? 2 Lord, shall the Wicked still deride Thy Justice and thy Power? Shall they advance their Heads in Pride, And still thy Saints devour? 3 They put thy Judgments from their Sight, And then insult the Poor; They boast in their exalted Height, That they shall fall no more. 4 Arise, O GOD, lift up thine Hand, Attend our humble Cry; No Enemy shall dare to stand, When GOD ascends on high. Pause. 5 Why do the Men of Malice rage, And say, with foolish Pride, "The GOD of Heav'ns will ne'er engage "To fight on Zion's Side." 6 But thou for ever art our Lord, And pow'rful is thine Hand, As when the Heathen felt thy Sword, And perish'd from thy Land. 7 Thou wilt prepare our Hearts to pray, And cause thine Ear to hear; He hearkens what his Children say, And puts the World in Fear. 8 Proud Tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the Just; And mighty Sinners shall confess They are but Earth and Dust. Scripture: Psalm 10 Languages: English
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Fools in their Hearts believe and say

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P14a (1766) Topics: Persecutors their folly Lyrics: 1 Fools in their Hearts believe and say, "That all Religion's vain; There is no GOD that reigns on high, Or minds th' Affairs of Men." 2 From Thoughts so dreadful and prophane Corrupt Discourse proceeds; And in their impious Hands are found Abominable Deeds. 3 The Lord from his Celestial Throne Look'd down on Things below, To find the Man that sought his Grace, Or did his Justice know. 4 By Nature all are gone astray, Their Practice all the same; There's none that fears his Maker's Hand, There's none that loves his Name. 5 Their Tongues are us'd to speak Deceit, Their Slanders never cease; How swift to Mischief are their Feet; Nor know the Paths of Peace. 6 Such Seeds of Sin (that bitter Root) In ev'ry Heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner Fruit, Till Grace refine the Ground. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
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Are Sinners now so senseless grown

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P14b (1766) Topics: Persecutors their folly Lyrics: 1 Are Sinners now so senseless grown That they the Saints devour? And never worship at thy Throne, Nor fear thine awful Power? 2 Great GOD. appear to their Surprize, Reveal thy dreadful Name; Let them no more thy Wrath despise, Nor turn our Hope to Shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the Just, And yet our Foes deride, That we should make thy Name our Trust; Great GOD, confound their Pride. 4 O that the joyful Day were come To finish our Distress! When GOD shall bring his Children home, Our Songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English

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