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Children in Years and Knowledge young

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #61a (1740) Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: 1 Children in Years and Knowledge young, Your Parents Hope, your Parents Joy, Attend the Counsels of my Tongue, Let pious Thoughts your Minds employ. 2 If you desire a Length of Days, And Peace to crown your mortal State, Restrain your Feet from impious Ways, Your Lips from Slander and Deceit. 3 The Eyes of GOD regard his Saints, His Ears are open to their Cries; He sets his frowning Face against The Sons of Violence and Lies. 4 To humble Souls and broken Hearts GOD with his Grace is ever nigh; Pardon and Hope his Love imparts, When Men in deep Contrition lie. 5 He tells their Tears, he counts their Groans, His Son redeems their Souls from Death; His Spirit heals their broken Bones, They in his Praise employ their Breath. Scripture: Psalm 34:11-22 Languages: English

Prayer and Praise for eminent Deliverance

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #61b (1740) Topics: Tongue governed First Line: I'll bless the Lord from Day to Day Lyrics: 1 I'll bless the Lord from Day to Day; How good are all his Ways! Ye humble Souls that use to pray, Come, help my Lips to praise. 2 Sing to the Honour of his Name, How a poor Suff'rer cry'd, Nor was his Hope expos'd to Shame, Nor was his Suit deny'd. 3 When threat'ning Sorrows round me stood, And endless Fears arose, Like the loud Billows of a Flood, Redoubling all my Woes; 4 I told the Lord my sore Distress, With heavy Groans and Tears; He gave my sharpest Torments ease, And silenc'd all my Fears. Pause: 5 [O Sinners, come and taste his Love, Come, learn his pleasant Ways, And let your own Experience prove The Sweetness of his Grace. 6 He bids his Angels pitch their Tents Round where his Children dwell; What Ills their heav'nly Care prevents No earthly Tongue can tell.] [7 O love the Lord, ye Saints of his; His Eye regards the Just; How richly blest their Portion is Who make the Lord their Trust! 8 Young Lions, pinch'd with Hunger roar And famish in the Wood; But GOD supplies his holy Poor With ev'ry needful Good.] Scripture: Psalm 34:1-10 Languages: English

Exhortations to Peace and Holiness

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #62 (1740) Topics: Tongue governed First Line: Come, Children, learn to fear the Lord Lyrics: 1 Come, Children, learn to fear the Lord And that your Days be long, Let not a false or spiteful Word Be found upon your Tongue. 2 Depart from Mischief, practise Love, Pursue the Works of Peace; So shall the Lord your Ways approve, And set your Souls at Ease. 3 His Eyes awake to guard the Just, His Ears attend their Cry; When broken Spirits dwell in Dust, The GOD of Grace is nigh. 4 What tho' the Sorrows here they taste Are sharp and tedious too, The Lord who saves them all at last, Is their Supporter now. 5 Evil shall smite the Wicked dead; But GOD secures his own, Prevents the Mischief when they slide, Or heals the broken Bone. 6 When Desolation, like a Flood, O'er the proud Sinner rolls, Saints find a Refuge in their God, For he redeem'd their Souls. Scripture: Psalm 34:11-22 Languages: English

Psalm 39 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.91 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Tongue governed First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time; Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. Some walk in honor's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more. What should I wish or wait for, then, From creatures earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

Psalm 39 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.92 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Tongue governed First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning hand. Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. Crushed as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. [This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous race Are vanity and smoke.] I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. But if my life be spared awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

Thus I resolv'd before the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P39a (1766) Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: 1 Thus I resolv'd before the Lord, "Now will I watch my Tongue, "Lest I let slip one sinful Word, "Or do my Neighbour Wrong." 2 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay With Men of Lives profane, I'll set a double Guard that Day, Nor let my Talk be vain. 3 I'll scarce allow my Lips to speak The pious Thoughts I feel, Lest Scoffers should th' Occasion take To mock my holy Zeal. 4 Yet if some proper Hour appear, I'll not be over-aw'd, But let the scoffing Sinners hear, That we can speak for GOD.. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English

Now in the galleries of his grace

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #569 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: Now in the galleries of his grace Appears the King, and thus he says, "How fair my saints are in my sight! My love how pleasant for delight!" Kind is thy language, sovereign Lord, There's heav'nly grace in every word; From that dear mouth a stream divine Flows sweeter than the choicest wine. Such wondrous love awakes the lip Of saints that were almost asleep, To speak the praises of thy name, And makes our cold affections flame. These are the joys he lets us know In fields and villages below; Gives us a relish of his love, But keeps his noblest feast above. In Paradise, within the gates, A higher entertainment waits Fruits new and old laid up in store, Where we shall feed, but thirst no more. Scripture: Song of Solomon 7:5-13 Languages: English

Who is this fair one in distress

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #570 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: [Who is this fair one in distress, That travels from the wilderness? And pressed with sorrows and with sins, On her beloved Lord she leans. This is the spouse of Christ our God, Bought with the treasure of his blood; And her request and her complaint Is but the voice of every saint.] "O let my name engraven stand Both on thy heart and on thy hand; Seal me upon thine arm, and wear That pledge of love for ever there. "Stronger than death thy love is known, Which floods of wrath could never drown; And hell and earth in vain combine To quench a fire so much divine. "But I am jealous of my heart, Lest it should once from thee depart; Then let thy name be well impressed As a fair signet on my breast. "Till thou hast brought me to thy home, Where fears and doubts can never come, Thy count'nance let me often see, And often thou shalt hear from me. "Come, my Beloved, haste away, Cut short the hours of thy delay; Fly like a youthful hart or roe Over the hills where spices grow." Scripture: Song of Solomon 8:5-7 Languages: English

God of the morning, at whose voice

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #571 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: God of the morning! at whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies. From the fair chambers of the east The circuit of his race begins, And, without weariness or rest, Round the whole earth he flies and shines. O like the sun may I fulfil Th' appointed duties of the day, With ready mind and active will March on and keep my heav'nly way. [But I shall rove and lose the race, If God, my sun, should disappear, And leave me in this world's wild maze, To follow every wand'ring star. Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Enlight'ning our beclouded eyes; Thy threat'nings just, thy promise sure, Thy gospel makes the simple wise.] Give me thy counsel for my guide, And then receive me to thy bliss; All my desires and hopes beside Are faint and cold compared with this. Scripture: Psalm 19:5 Languages: English

Thus far the Lord has led me on

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #577 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: Thus far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his power prolongs my days; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. Much of my time has run to waste, And I perhaps am near my home; But he forgives my follies past, He gives me strength for days to come. I lay my body down to sleep, Peace is the pillow for my head; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. In vain the sons of earth or hell Tell me a thousand frightful things My God in safety makes me dwell Beneath the shadow of his wings. [Faith in his name forbids my fear; O may thy presence ne'er depart! And in the morning make me hear The love and kindness of thy heart. Thus when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound.] Scripture: Psalm 4:8 Languages: English

Now in the heat of youthful blood

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #592 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: Now in the heat of youthful blood Remember your Creator God: Behold, the months come hast'ning on, When you shall say, "My joys are gone!" Behold, the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With endless curses on his head. The dust returns to dust again; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God, not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. Eternal King! I fear thy name; Teach me to know how frail I am; And when my soul must hence remove, Give me a mansion in thy love. Scripture: Ecclesiastes 12:1 Languages: English

Lo, the young tribes of Adam rise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #594 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: Lo! the young tribes of Adam rise, And through all nature rove Fulfil the wishes of their eyes, And taste the joys they love. They give a loose to wild desires; But let the sinners know The strict account that God requires Of all the works they do. The Judge prepares his throne on high, The frighted earth and seas Avoid the fury of his eye, And flee before his face. How shall I bear that dreadful day, And stand the fiery test? I give all mortal joys away, To be for ever blessed. Scripture: Ecclesiastes 11:9 Languages: English

Teach me the Measure of my Days

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P39b (1766) Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: 1 Teach me the Measure of my Days, Thou Maker of my Frame; I would survey Life's narrow Space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A Span is all that we can boast, An Inch or two of Time; Man is but Vanity and Dust; In all his Flow'r and Prime. 3 See the vain Race of Mortals move Like Shadows o'er the Plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the Noise is vain. 4 Some walk in Honour's gaudy Show, Some dig for golden Ore, They toil for Heirs they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From Creatures, Earth and Dust? They make our Expectations vain, And disappoint our Trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal Hope, My fond Desires recal; I give my mortal Int'rest up, And make my GOD my All. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

God of my Life, look gently down

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P39c (1766) Topics: Tongue governed Lyrics: 1 God of my Life look gently down, Behold the Pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy Throne, Nor dare dispute thy Will. 2 Diseases are thy Servants, Lord, They come at thy Command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning Hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble Cries, Remove thy sharp Rebukes; My Strength consumes, my Spirit dies, Through thy repeated Strokes. 4 Crush'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand, We moulder to the Dust; Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our Beauty's lost. 5 [This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a Sojourner below, As all my Fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear! 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last Remove, Thy Praise shall be my Business still, And Ill declare thy Love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

The Vanity of Man as mortal

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #72a (1740) Topics: Tongue governed First Line: Teach me the Measure of my Days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the Measure of my Days, Thou Maker of my Frame; I would survey Life's narrow Space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A Span is all that we can boast, An Inch or two of Time; Man is but Vanity and Dust In all his Flow'r and Prime. 3 See the vain Race of Mortals move Like Shadows o'er the Plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the Noise is vain. 4 Some walk in Honour's gaudy Show, Some dig for golden Ore, They toil for Heirs they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From Creatures, Earth and Dust? They make our Expectations vain, And disappoint our Trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal Hope, My fond Desires recal; I give my mortal Int'rest up, And make my GOD my All. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English

Sick-bed Devotion or, Pleading without Repining

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #72b (1740) Topics: Tongue governed First Line: God of my Life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my Life look gently down, Behold the Pains I feel. But I am dumb before thy Throne, Nor dare dispute thy Will. 2 Diseases are thy Servants, Lord, They come at thy Command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning Hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble Cries, Remove thy sharp Rebukes; My Strength consumes, my Spirit dies, Through thy repeated Strokes. 4 Crush'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand, We moulder to the Dust; Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our Beauty's lost. 5 [This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a Sojourner below, As all my Fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear! 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last Remove, Thy Praise shall be my Business still, And I'll declare thy Love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English