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Prayer heard, and saints saved; or, Pride, atheism and oppression punished

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #23 (1791) First Line: Why doth the Lord depart so far Lyrics: 1 Why doth the Lord depart 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 laws? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And slight the righteous cause. 3 They cast 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'n 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 Heathens felt thy sword, And perish'd from thy land. 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause thine ear to hear; Accept the vows thy children pay, And free thy saints from 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

God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #24 (1791) First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love, Why do my foes insult and cry, "Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove, To distant woods or mountains fly." 2 If government be once destroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? 3 The Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne, His eyes surveys the world below; To him all mortal things are known, His eye-lids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far, To prove their love, and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear? His soul abhors their wicked ways. 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Sulpherous flames of wasting death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom, with his angry breath. 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English

The saints safety and hope in evil times; or, sins of the tongue complained of - viz. blasphemy, falsehood, etc.

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #25 (1791) First Line: Almighty God, appear and save! Lyrics: 1 Almighty God, appear and save! For vice and vanity prevail: The godly perish in the grave – The just depart – the faithful fail. 2 The whole discourse, when crouds are met, Is fill'd with trifles loose and vain; Their lips are flatt'ry and deceit, And their proud language is profane. 3 But lips that with deceit abound, Shall not maintain their triumph long: The God of vengeance will confound The flattering and blaspheming tongue. 4 Yet shall our words be free, they cry; "Our tongues shall be controul'd by none: "Where is the Lord, will ask us why? "Or say, our lips are not our own? 5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppress'd, And hears th' oppressor's haughty strain, Will rise to give his children rest, Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 6 Thy word, O Lord, though often try'd, Void of deceit shall still appear; Not silver, sev'n times purify'd From dross and mixture, shines so clear. 7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour Defend the from danger and surprise; Though when the vilest men have power, On every side oppressors rise. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

Complaint of a general corruption of manners; or, the promise and signs of Christ's coming to judgment

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #26 (1791) First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion looses ground; The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatt'rer’s part; With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own, they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of pow'r and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold; 6 Is not thy chariot hast'ning on? Hast thou not given the sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make th' oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free. 8 Thy word, like silver sev'n times try'd, Through ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

Complaint under the temptation of the devil

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #27 (1791) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throughs his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste, before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace, Whence all my comforts spring: I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

By nature all men are sinners

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #28a (1791) First Line: Fools, in their hearts, believe and say 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 profane 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

The folly of persecutors

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #28b (1791) First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise; 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

Characters of a saint, or a citizen of Zion; or The qualifications of a Christian

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #29 (1791) First Line: Who shall inhabit in thy hill Lyrics: 1 Who shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace? 2 The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker’s promis'd grace And follows his commands. 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue: Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong. 4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And tho' to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never wrong the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heav'n secure. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English

Religion and justice, goodness and truth; or, duties to God and man; or, the qualifications of a Christian

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #30 (1791) First Line: Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place Lyrics: 1 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man who minds religion now, And humbly walk with God below. 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; Whose lips shall speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue: He hates to do his neighbor wrong. [3 Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vent it to his neighbor's hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honor'd in his eyes.] [4 Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears.] [5 He never deals in bribing gold; And mourns that justice should be sold: While others scorn and wrong the poor, Sweet Charity attends his door.] 6 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English

Confession of our poverty; and saints the best company, or, good works profit men not god

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #31a (1791) First Line: Preserve me, Lord, in time of need Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succour to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead; My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd How empty and how poor I am: My praise can never make thee bless'd, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others chuse the sons of mirth To give a relish to their wine, I love the men of heav'nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

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