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Will GOD for ever cast us off?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P74 (1766) Topics: Persecutors complained of Lyrics: 1 Will GOD for ever cast us off? His Erath for ever smoak Against the People of his Love, His little chosen Flock? 2 Think of the Tribes so dearly bought With their Redeemer's Blood; Nor let thy Sion be forgot, Where once thy Glory stood. 3 Lift up thy Feet and march in Haste, Aloud our Ruin calls; See what a wide and fearful Waste Is made within thy Walls. 4 Where once thy Churches pray'd and sang, Thy Foes profanely roar; Over thy Gates their Ensigns hang, Sad Tokens of their Pow'r. 5 How are the Seats of Worship broke? They tear the Buildings down, And he that deals the heaviest Stroke, Procures the chief Renown. 6 With Flames they threaten to destroy Thy Children in their Nest; Come, let us burn at once, they cry, The Temple and the Priest. 7 And still, to heighten our Distress, Thy Presence is withdrawn; Thy wonted Signs of Pow'r and Grace, Thy Pow'r and Grace are gone. 8 No Prophet speaks to calm our Woes, But all the Seers mourn; There's not a Soul amongst us knows The Time of thy Return. Pause. 9 How long, eternal GOD, how long Shall Men of Pride blaspheme? Shall Saints be made their endless Song, And bear immortal Shame? 10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear Thine holy Name profan'd? And still thy Jealousy forbear, And still withold thine Hand? 11 What strange Deliv'rance hast thou shown In Ages long before? And now no other GOD we own, No other GOD adore. 12 Thou didst divide the raging Sea By thy resistless Might, To make thy Tribes a wond'rous Way, And then secure their Flight. 13 Is not the World of Nature thine, The Darkness and the Day? Didst thou not bid the Morning shine, And mark the Sun his Way? 14 Hath not thy Pow'r form'd every Coast, And set the Earth its Bounds? With Summer's Heat and Winter's Frost, In their perpetual Rounds? 15 And shall the Sons of Earth and dust That sacred Pow'r blaspheme? Will not thy Hand that form'd 'em first Avenge thine injure'd Name? 16 Think on the Cov'nant thou hast made, And all thy Words of Love; Nor let the Birds of Prey invade, And vex thy mourning Dove. 17 Our Foes would triumph in our Blood, And make our Hope their Jest; Plead thy own Cause, Almighty GOD, And give thy Children Rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English

The Church's Complaint on Persecution

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #78 (1740) Topics: Persecutors complained of First Line: Lord, we have heard thy Works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy Works of old, Thy Works of Pow'r and Grace; When to our Ears our Fathers told The Wonders of their Days. 2 How thou didst build thy Churches here, And make thy Gospel known; Amongst them did thine Arm appear, Thy Light and Glory shone. 3 In GOD they boasted all the Day, And in a chearful Throng Did Thousands meet to praise and pray, And Grace was all their Song. 4 But now our Souls are seiz'd with Shame, Confusion fills our Face, To hear the Enemy blaspheme, And Fools reproach thy grace. 5 Yet have we not forgot our GOD, Nor falsely dealt with Heav'n, Nor have our Steps declin'd the Road Of Duty thou hast giv'n. 6 Tho' Dragons all around us roar, With their destructive Breath, And thine own Hand has bruis'd us sore Hard by the Gates of Death. Pause. 7 We are expos'd all Day to die As Martyrs for thy Cause, As Sheep for Slaughter, bound we lie By sharp and bloody Laws. 8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord, Why sleeps thy wonted Grace? Why should we look like Men abhorr'd Or banish'd from thy Face? 9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off, And still neglect our Cries? For ever hide thine heav'nly Love From our afflicted Eyes? 10 Down to the Dust our soul is bow'd, And dies upon the Ground; Rise for our Help, rebuke the Proud, And all their Pow'rs confound. 11 Redeem us from perpetual Shame, Our Saviour and our GOD: We plead the Honours of thy Name, The Merits of thy Blood. Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English

Great Shepherd of thine Israel

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P80 (1766) Topics: Persecutors complained of Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the Cherubs dwell, And lead the Tribes, thy chosen Sheep, Safe through the Desart and the Deep. 2 Thy Church is in the Desart now, Shine from on high, and guide us through; Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 3 Great GOD, whom heav'nly Hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray? And wait in vain thy kind Return? How long shall thy fierce Anger burn? 4 Instead of Wine and chearful Bread, Thy Saints with their own Tears are fed: Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Pause I. 5 Hast thou not planted with thy Hands A lovely Vine in Heathen Lands? Did not thy Power defend it round, And heav'nly Dews enrich the Ground? 6 How did the spreading Branches shoot, And bless the Nations with the Fruit? But now dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning Vine, that lovely Tree. 7 Why is its Beauty thus defac'd? Why hast thou laid her Fences waste? Strangers and Foes against her join, And ev'ry Beast devours the Vine. 8 Return, Almighty GOD, return; Nor let thy bleeding Vineyard mourn; Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Pause II. 9 Lord, when this Vine in Canaan grew, Thou wast its Strength and Glory too! Attack'd in vain by all its Foes, 'Till the fair Branch of Promise rose. 10 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David's Stock, from Jacob's Root; Himself a noble Vine, and we The lesser Branches of the Tree. 11 'Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand Girt with thy Strength at thy Right-Hand; Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest With Pow'r and Grace above the rest. 12 O! for his Sake attend our Cry, Shine on thy Churches, lest they die; Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English

And will the GOD of Grace

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P83 (1766) Topics: Persecutors complained of Lyrics: 1 And will the GOD of Grace Perpetual Silence keep; The GOD of Justice hold his Peace, And let his Vengeance sleep? 2 Behold, what cursed Snares The Men of Mischief spread: The Men that hate thy Saints and Thee Lift up their threat'ning Head. 3 Against thy hidden Ones Their Counsels they employ, And Malice, with her watchful Eye Pursues them to destroy. 4 The Noble and the Base Into thy Pastures leap; The Lion and the stupid Ass Conspire to vex thy Sheep. 5 "Come let us join, they cry, "To root them from the Ground, "Till not the Name of Saints remain, "Nor Mem'ry shall be found." 6 Awake, Almighty GOD, And call thy Wrath to Mind; Give them like Forests to the Fire, Or Stubble to the Wind. 7 Convince their Madness, Lord, And make them seek thy Name; Or else their stubborn Rage confound, That they may die in Shame. 8 Then shall the Nations know That glorious dreadful Word, JEHOVAH is thy Name alone, And thou the Sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English

O GOD! to whom Revenge belongs

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P94a (1766) Topics: Persecutors deliverance from them Lyrics: 1 O GOD! to whom Revenge belongs, Proclaim thy Wrath aloud; Let sov'reign Pow'r redress our Wrongs, Let Justice smite the Proud. 2 They say, The Lord nor sees nor hears; When will the Fools be wise? Can he be deaf, who form'd their Ears? Or blind, who made their Eyes? 3 He knows their impious Thoughts are vain, And they shall feel his Pow'r; His Wrath shall pierce their Souls with Pain In some surprising Hour. 4 But if thy Saints deserve Rebuke, Thou hast a gentler Rod; Thy Providences and thy Book Shall make them know their GOD. 5 Blest is the Man thy Hands chastise, And to his Duty draw; Thy Scourges make thy Children wise When they forget thy Law. 6 But GOD will ne'er cast off his Saints, Nor his own Promise break; He pardons his Inheritance For their Redeemer's Sake. Scripture: Psalm 94:1-2 Languages: English

Who will arise and plead my Right

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P94b (1766) Topics: Persecutors deliverance from them Lyrics: 1 Who will arise and plead my Right Against my num'rous Foes, While Earth and Hell their Force unite, And all my Hopes oppose? 2 Had not the Lord, my Rock, my Help, Sustain'd my fainting Head, My Life had now in Silence dwelt, My Soul amongst the Dead. 3 Alas! my sliding Feet! I cry'd. Thy Promise was my Prop; Thy Grace stood constant by my Side, Thy Spirit bore me up. 4 While Multitudes of mournful Thoughts Within my Bosom roll, Thy boundless Love forgives my Faults, Thy Comforts chear my Soul. 5 Pow'rs of Iniquity may rise, And frame pernicious Laws; But GOD my Refuge, rules the Skies, He will defend my Cause. 6 Let Malice vent her Rage aloud, Let bold Blasphemers scoff; The Lord our GOD shall judge the Proud, And cut the Sinners off. Scripture: Psalm 94:16-23 Languages: English

Up from my Youth, may Isr'el say

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P129 (1766) Topics: Persecutors punished Lyrics: 1 Up from my Youth, may Isr'el 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 not destroy'd my Life. 3 Their cruel Plow had torn my Flesh With Furrows long and deep, Hourly they vex'd my Wounds afresh, Nor let my Sorrows sleep. 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 Sion 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 Projects die. 7 [What though they flourish tall and fair, They have no Root beneath; Their Growth shall perish in Despair, And lie despis'd in Death.] 9 [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. 9 It springs and withers on the Place; No Traveller bestows A word of Blessing on the Grass, Nor minds it as he goes.] Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English

The Church pleading with GOD under sore Persecutions

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #132 (1740) Topics: Persecutors complained of First Line: Will GOD for ever cast us off? Lyrics: 1 Will GOD for ever cast us off? His Erath for ever smoak Against the People of his Love, His little chosen Flock? 2 Think of the Tribes so dearly bought With their Redeemer's Blood; Nor let thy Sion be forgot, Where once thy Glory stood. 3 Lift up thy Feet and march in Haste, Aloud our Ruin calls; See what a wide and fearful Waste Is made within thy Walls. 4 Where once thy Churches pray'd and sang, Thy Foes profanely roar; Over thy Gates their Ensigns hang, Sad Tokens of their Pow'r. 5 How are the seats of Worship broke? They tear the Buildings down, And he that deals the heaviest stroke, Procures the chief Renown. 6 With Flames they threaten to destroy Thy Children in their Nest; Come, let us burn at once, they cry, The Temple and the Priest. 7 And still, to heighten our Distress, Thy Presence is withdrawn; Thy wonted Signs of Pow'r and Grace, Thy Pow'r and Grace are gone. 8 No Prophet speaks to calm our Woes, But all the seers mourn; There's not a Soul amongst us knows The Time of thy Return. Pause. 9 How long, eternal GOD, how long Shall Men of Pride blaspheme? Shall Saints be made their endless Song, And bear immortal Shame? 10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear Thine holy Name profan'd? And still thy Jealousy forbear, And still with-hold thine Hand? 11 What strange Deliv'rance hast thou shown In Ages long before? And now no other GOD we own, No other GOD adore. 12 Thou didst divide the raging Sea By thy resistless Might, To make thy Tribes a wond'rous Way, And then secure their Flight. 13 Is not the World of Nature thine, The Darkness and the Day? Didst thou not bid the Morning shine, And mark the Sun his Way? 14 Hath not thy Pow'r form'd every Coast, And set the Earth its Bounds? With Summer's Heat and Winter's Frost, In their perpetual Rounds? 15 And shall the Sons of Earth and dust That sacred Pow'r blaspheme; Will not thy Hand that form'd 'em first Avenge thine injur'd Name? 16 Think on the Cov'nant thou hast made, And all thy Words of Love; Nor let the Birds of Prey invade, And vex thy mourning Dove. 17 Our Foes would triumph in our Blood, And make our Hope their Jest; Plead thy own Cause, Almighty GOD, And give thy Children Rest. Scripture: Psalm 74 Languages: English

The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, The Vineyard of GOD wasted

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #142 (1740) Topics: Persecutors complained of First Line: Great Shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the Cherubs dwell, And lead the Tribes, thy chosen Sheep, Safe through the Desart and the Deep. 2 Thy Church is in the Desart now, Shine from on high, and guide us through; Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 3 Great GOD, whom heav'nly Hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray? And wait in vain thy kind Return? How long shall thy fierce Anger burn? 4 Instead of Wine and chearful Bread Thy Saints with their own Tears are fed: Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Pause I. 5 Hast thou not planted with thy Hands A lovely Vine in Heathen Lands? Did not thy Power defend it round, And heav'nly Dews enrich the Ground? 6 How did the spreading Branches shoot, And bless the Nations with the Fruit? But now dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning Vine, that lovely tree. 7 Why is its Beauty thus defac'd? Why hast thou laid her Fences waste? Strangers and Foes against her join, And ev'ry Beast devours the Vine. 8 Return, Almighty GOD, return; Nor let thy bleeding Vineyard mourn; Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Pause II. 9 Lord, when this Vine in Canaan grew, Thou wast its Strength and Glory too! Attack'd in vain by all its Foes, 'Till the fair Branch of Promise rose. 10 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David's Stock, from Jacob's Root; Himself a noble Vine, and we The lesser Branches of the Tree. 11 'Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand Girt with thy Strength at thy Right-Hand; Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest With Pow'r and Grace above the rest. 12 O! for his Sake attend our Cry, Shine on thy Churches, lest they die; Turn us to Thee, thy Love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English

All ye that love the Lord, rejoice

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P149 (1766) Topics: Persecutors punished Lyrics: 1 All ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your Songs be new; Amidst the Church with cheerful Voice His later Wonders shew. 2 The Jews, the People of his Grace, Shall their Redeemer sing; And Gentile Nations join the Praise, While Sion owns her King. 3 The Lord takes Pleasure in the Just, Whom Sinners treat with Scorn: The Meek that lie despis'd in Dust Salvation shall adorn. 4 Saints should be joyful in their King, E'en on a dying Bed: And like the Souls in Glory sing, For GOD shall raise the Dead. 5 Then his high Praise shall fill their Tongues, Their Hands shall wield the Sword: And Vengeance shall attend their Songs, The Vengeance of the Lord. 6 When Christ the Judgment Seat ascends, And bids the World appear, Thrones are prepar'd for all his Friends, Who humbly lov'd him here. 7 Then shall they rule with Iron Rod Nations that dar'd rebel; And join the Sentence of their GOD On Tyrants doomed to Hell. 8 The Royal Sinners bound in Chains New Triumphs shall afford: Such Honour for the Saints remains; Praise ye, and love the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 149 Languages: English