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See, gracious God, before thy throne

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXV (1790) Topics: For a Public Fast Lyrics: 1 See, gracious God, before thy throne Thy mourning people bend 'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone, Our humble hopes depend. 2 Tremendous judgements from thy hand Thy dreadful power display; Yet mercy spares this guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 Why is America thus spar'd, Ungrateful as we are! O make thy awful warnings heard, While mercy cries, "Forbear." 4 Sinners regardless of thy frown, Their pleasures they require; And sink with gay indifference down, To everlasting fire. 5 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, By thy resistless grace; Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And humbly seek thy face. Languages: English

Show mercy Lord, reveal thy pow'r

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #CLII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: For a Fast-Day in time of War Lyrics: 1 Show mercy Lord, reveal thy pow'r: Turn thy afflicting hand; That much desired peace restore, To this, our wretched land. 2 We have offended thee, our God! Our crimes are very great; Sedition, war, and shedding blood, Deserves to be our fate. 3 Long have thine offers been deni'd; In vain thy calls have been; Well we deserve to be destroy'd, And perish in our sin. 4 Our enemies with all their hosts, Invade us ev'ry where; They trouble us in all our coasts And fill our land with fear. 5 What numbers of our fellow-men Become a prey to death; When in the field of battle slain, And there resign their breath. 6 Whilst others are swept off the stage, By various complaints, Which, in our guilty camps do rage' And hurries them from hence. 7 What sorrows, troubles, griefs and woes In ev'ry place abound; What numbers of our cruel foes Compass us all around. 8 We grieve to see the great distress, The present times have made; Poor widows, helpless, fatherless, Without support or aid. 9 Have mercy gracious God! we pray, Lord, hear the cries we make; O! cast us not from thee away, Spare us for Jesus' sake. Scripture: Jeremiah 15:1-7 Languages: English

Harvest

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXIX (1790) Topics: Fasts and Thanksgiving First Line: To praise thee ever bounteous Lord Lyrics: 1 To praise thee ever bounteous Lord, My soul, wake all thy powers: He calls, and at his voice come forth, The smiling harvest hours. 2 His cov'nant with the earth he keeps; My tongue, his goodness sing: Summer and winter know their time, His harvest crowns the spring. 3 Well pleas'd the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop: With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. 4 Thus teach me, gracious GOD, to sow The seeds of righteousness: Smile on my soul, and with thy beams The ripening harvest bless. 5 Then, in the last great harvest, I, Shall reap a glorious crop: The harvest shall be far exceed, What I have sown in hope. Languages: English

Thanksgiving for Victory

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXIII (1790) Topics: Fasts and Thanksgiving First Line: To thee, who reign'st supreme above Lyrics: 1 To thee, who reign'st supreme above, And reign'st supreme below, Thou God of wisdom, power, and love We our successes owe. 2 The thundering horse, the martial band Without thine aid were vain; And victory flies at thy command, To crown the bright campaign. 3 Thy mighty arm, unseen, was nigh, When we our foes assail'd; 'Tis thou hast rais'd our honours high, And o'er their hosts prevail'd. 4 To our young race will we proclaim, The mercies GOD has shown; That they may learn to bless thy name And choose him for their own. 5 Thus, while we sleep in silent dust, When threat'ning dangers come, Their Father's GOD shall be their trust, Their Refuge and their home. Languages: English

Thanksgiving for victory

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCVIII (1790) Topics: Fasts and Thanksgiving First Line: To thine Almighty arm we owe Lyrics: 1 To thine Almighty arm we owe The triumphs of the day; Thy terrors Lord, confound the foe, And melt their strength away. 2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail, And break united pow'rs, Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale The proudest of their tow'rs. 3 How have we chas'd them thro' the field, And trod them to the ground, While thy salvation was our shield, But they no shelter found. 4 In vain to idol Saints they cry, And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great so high, So pow'rful as our God. 5 The rock of Israel ever lives, His name be ever blest; 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives, And gives his people rest. Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English

When Abra'm, full of sacred awe

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXIV (1790) Topics: For a Public Fast Lyrics: 1 When Abra'm, full of sacred awe, Before Jehovah stood, And, with an humble fervent prayer, For guilty Sodom sued; 2 With what success, what wondrous grace, Was his petitions crown'd! The LORD would spare, if in the place Ten righteous men were found. 3 And could a single, holy Soul, So rich a boon obtain? Good God, and shall a nation cry, And plead with thee in vain? 4 Are not the righteous dear to thee, Now as in ancient times? Or does this sinful land exceed, Gomorrah in its crimes? 5 Still are we thine, we bear thy name, Here yet is thine abode; Long has thy presence bless'd our land, Forsake us not, O GOD. Languages: English

While o'er our guilty land, O Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #H83 (1789) Topics: For a Public Fast in War Lyrics: 1 While o’er our guilty land, O Lord, We view the terrors of thy sword; Oh! whither shall the helpless fly? To whom but thee direct their cry? 2 The helpless sinner's cries and tears Are grown familiar to thine ears; Oft has thy mercy sent relief, When all was fear and hopeless grief. 3 On thee, our guardian God, we call, Before thy throne of grace we fall; And is there no deliv'rance there? And must we perish in despair? 4 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn; O spare our guilty country, spare The church which thou hast planted here. 5 We plead thy grace, indulgent God; We plead thy Son’s atoning blood; We plead thy gracious promises, And are they unavailing pleas? 6 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down On guilty lands in helpless woe; Let them prevail to save us too! Languages: English

National Judgments deprecated, and national Mercies pleaded

Author: President Davies Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCIX (1790) Topics: Fasts and Thanksgivings First Line: While o'er our guilty land, O Lord! Lyrics: 1 While o’er our guilty land, O Lord! We view the terrors of thy sword Oh! whither shall the helpless fly? To whom but thee direct their cry? 2 The helpless sinner's cries and tears, Are grown familiar to thine ears; Oft has thy mercy sent relief, When all was fear and hopeless grief. 3 On thee our guardian God, we call, Before thy throne of grace we fall; And is there no deliv'rance there? And must we perish in despair? 4 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn; O spare our guilty country, spare, The church which thou hast planted here. 5 We plead thy grace indulgent God; We plead thy Son’s atoning blood; We plead thy gracious promises, And are they unavailing pleas? 6 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down On guilty lands in helpless woe; Let them prevail to save us too. Scripture: Amos 3:1 Languages: English

National judgments deprecated, and national mercies pleaded

Author: President Davies Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXXVIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Fast day hymns First Line: While o'er our guilty land, O Lord Lyrics: 1 While o’er our guilty land, O Lord, We view the terrors of thy sword; Oh! whither shall the helpless fly; To whom but thee direct their cry? 2 The helpless sinner's cries and tears Are grown familiar to thine ears; Oft has thy mercy sent relief, When all was fear and hopeless grief. 3 On thee, our guardian God, we call, Before thy throne of grace we fall; And is there no deliverance there? And must we perish in despair? 4 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn; O spare our guilty country, spare The church which thou hast planted here. 5 We plead thy grace, indulgent God; We plead thy son’s atoning blood; We plead thy gracious promises, And are they unavailing pleas? 6 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down On guilty lands in helpless woe; Let them prevail to save us too. Scripture: Amos 3:1-6 Languages: English

Peace prayed for

Author: Beddome Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXXX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Fast day hymns First Line: On Britain, long a favor'd Isle Lyrics: 1 On Britain, long a favor'd Isle, Now o'erwhelmed with sin and shame, Deign, mighty God, once more to smile; The same thy power, thy grace the same. 2 Let peace descend with balmy wing, And all its blessings round her shed; Her liberties be well secur'd, And commerce raise its fainting head: 3 Let the loud cannon cease to roar, The warlike trump no longer sound; The din of arms be heard no more, Nor human blood pollute the ground. 4 Let hostile troops from their hands, The useless sword, the glittering spear; And join in friendship's sacred bands, Nor one dissentient voice be there. 5 Thus save, O Lord, a sinking land, Millions of tongues shall then adore, Resound the honors of thy name, From spread thy praise from shore to shore. Languages: English