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Yet God Is Good To Israel

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13676 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: e minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Yet God is good to Israel, To each pure-hearted one. With me, my steps had nearly slipped, My feet were almost gone. 2 For I was envious, and grudged The foolish ones to see, When I perceived the wicked men Enjoyed prosperity. 3 Because their strength continues firm; Their death from bands is free. They are not toiled like other men, Nor plagued, as others be. 4 Their pride doth therefore like a chain, Encompass them about; And, as a garment, violence Doth cover them throughout. 5 Their eyes stand out with fat, they have More than their hearts could wish. They are corrupt; their talk of wrong Both lewd and lofty is. 6 They set their mouth against the heav’ns In their blaspheming talk; And their reproaching tongue at large Throughout the earth doth walk. 7 His people, therefore, oftentimes Look back, and turn about; And in abundance unto them The waters are poured out. 8 And thus they say, "How can it be That God these things doth know?" Or, Can there in the Highest be Knowledge of things below? 9 Behold, how these, the wicked ones, Do prosper at their will In worldly things; how they increase In wealth and riches still! 10 I verily have sought in vain My heart to purify; And vainly also washed my hands In innocence have I. 11 For daily, and all day throughout, Great plagues I suffered have; Yea, every morning I anew Did chastisement receive. 12 If in this manner foolishly To speak I would intend, Thy children’s generation then Behold I should offend. 13 When I this thought to know, it was Too hard a thing for me; Till to God’s holy place I went, Then I their end did see. 14 Them set upon a slippery place Assuredly Thou hast; And suddenly didst Thou, O Lord, Them to destruction cast. 15 How in a moment suddenly To ruin brought are they! With fearful terrors utterly They are consumed away. 16 E’en like an empty dream when one From sleeping doth arise; So Thou, when Thou awakest, Lord, Their image shalt despise. 17 Thus grieved within me was my heart, And me my reins oppressed: So rude was I, and ignorant, And in Thy sight a beast. 18 Yet not withstanding this, O Lord, I ever am with Thee: Thou hast me held by my right hand, And still upholdest me. 19 With Thy good counsel while I live, Thou wilt me safely guide; And into glory afterward Receive me to abide. 20 O whom have I in heavens high But Thee, O Lord, alone? And in the earth whom I desire Besides Thee there is none. 21 My flesh and heart do faint and fail, But God my heart sustains; The strength and portion of my heart He evermore remains. 22 For, lo, they that are far from Thee Forever perish shall; And as for those who from Thee stray Thou hast destroyed them all. 23 But surely it is good for me That I draw near to God: In God I trust, that all Thy works I may declare abroad. Languages: English Tune Title: CRIMOND

In Thy Great Indignation, Lord

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13682 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: g minor First Line: In Thy great indignation, Lord, Lyrics: 1 In Thy great indignation, Lord, Do Thou rebuke me not; Nor on me lay Thy chastening hand, In Thy displeasure hot. 2 For in me fast Thine arrows stick, Thy hand doth press me sore; And in my flesh there is no health, Nor soundness any more. 3 This grief I have because Thy wrath Is forth against me gone; And in my bones there is no rest, For sin that I have done. 4 Because gone up above my head My great transgressions be; And, as a weighty burden, they Too heavy are for me. 5 My wounds are putrid and corrupt; My folly makes it so. I troubled am, and much bowed down; All day I mourning go. 6 For a disease which loathsome is So fills my loins with pain, That in my weak and weary flesh No soundness doth remain. 7 So feeble and infirm am I, And broken am so sore, That, through disquiet of my heart, I have been made to roar. 8 O Lord, all that I do desire Is still before Thy eye; And of my heart the secret groans Not hidden are from Thee. 9 My heart doth pant incessantly, My strength doth quite decay; As for my eyes, their wonted light Is from me gone away. 10 My lovers and my friends do stand At distance from my sore; And they do stand aloof who were Kinsmen and kind before. 11 Yea, they who seek my life lay snares; And they who would me wrong Have spoken mischief, and deceits Imagined all day long. 12 But as one deaf, I did not hear, I suffered all to pass; And as a dumb man I became, Whose mouth not opened was. 13 As one that hears not, in whose mouth Are no reproofs at all: For, Lord, I hope in Thee, my God Will hear me when I call. 14 Because I said, "Hear me, lest they Rejoice o’er me with pride; And o’er me magnify themselves, Because my foot doth slide." 15 For I am near to halt, my grief Is still before my eye; I will declare my sin, and grieve For my iniquity. 16 But yet my foes are full of life, My enemies are strong; And they are greatly multiplied Who hate and would me wrong. 17 And they for good who render ill, As en’mies me withstood; They are my bitter foes because I follow what is good. 18 Forsake me not, O Lord; my God, Far from me never be. O Lord, Thou my salvation art, In haste give help to me. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR

En La Noche Los Pastores Velan

Author: Anónimo Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13684 Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: En la noche los pastores a sus ovejitas velan Lyrics: 1 En la noche los pastores a sus ovejitas velan; Angeles del cielo alaban, ángeles del cielo cantan. Pastorcitos, id, pastorcitos, ya, Coro; A adorar al Niño, a adorar al Niño, Que en Belén está, que en Belén está. 2 Del oriente, unos magos siguen la brillante estrella; Quieren ofrecer regalos, traen muy valiosos dones. Magos, hoy venid; magos, hoy llegad, [Coro] 3 Con alegre reverencia en la bella noche buena, Los cristianos hoy alaban, los cristianos todos cantan. Pueblos, hoy venid; pueblos, hoy llegad, [Coro] Languages: Spanish Tune Title: [En la noche los pastores a sus ovejitas velan]

Tho' Scorners Thee Defy

Author: John Berridge Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13692 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: g minor First Line: Tho’ scorners Thee defy Lyrics: 1 Tho’ scorners Thee defy, And proud blasphemers roar, Thy throne, O Jesus, God most high, Endureth evermore! 2 Thine hands a scepter hold, Which only God can grasp; Which wisdom swayed all times of old, And truth and mercy clasp. 3 Thou lovest righteousness, And will uphold its seat, And daring sinners, great or less, Shall perish at Thy feet. 4 Thy subject I would be, And willing made by grace, A servant waiting here on Thee, Till called to see Thy face. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. BRIDE

Let Wanton Men Beware

Author: John Berridge Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13699 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: a minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Let wanton men beware, How Jesus they despise; In awful pomp He will appear, Descending from the skies! 2 His trumpet will proclaim The Judge, the Judge is near! And earth will melt with fervent flame And seas dry up with fear! 3 A shouting heavenly host Around Him will be ranged; The dead will hear and start up first And then the quick be changed. 4 Ye wise and favored few, Who lodge at mercy’s gate, Oh, keep the Savior well in view, And for His coming wait. 5 And hear, ye foolish men, Who talk with impious breath, And glory in a life unclean: Such mirth will end in death. 6 Your bitter sad remorse No tongue can truly tell, If Jesus once pronounce His curse, And sink you down to hell. 7 Oh, thoughtless men, be wise, Before it be too late, From sleep awake, from sin arise, And knock at mercy’s gate. Languages: English Tune Title: ABER

My Home

Author: James Korris Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13703 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: Far from my native land Lyrics: 1 Far from my native land, In solitude I roam; Nor do I find a resting place That I can call my own. 2 Out on life’s troubled sea, Dark waters round me roll; Increasing fears that sometimes rise, Bring sorrow to my soul. 3 Is there no other land? No other scenes of joy? No rock on which my feet shall stand And find more sure employ? 4 Yes, there’s another land, Where sorrows are unknown; And on its shores I soon shall stand, And Heav’n shall be my home. 5 Cease, cease, my troubled soul; This storm will soon be past And, when my weary toils are o’er, I’ll wear a crown at last. Languages: English Tune Title: AYLESBURY

Thou, Sore Oppressed

Author: Victor von Strauß und Torney; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13706 Tune Key: f minor First Line: Thou, sore oppressed, the Sabbath rest Lyrics: 1 Thou, sore oppressed, the Sabbath rest In yon still grave art keeping; All Thy labor now is done, Past is all Thy weeping. 2 The strife is o’er, naught hurts Thee more: The heart at last has slumbered That in conflict sore for us Bore our sins unnumbered. 3 Thou awful tomb, once filled with gloom, How blessèd and how holy Art thou now, since in the grave Slept the Savior lowly! 4 How calm and blest the dead now rest Who in the Lord departed: All their works do follow them, Yea, they sleep glad-hearted! 5 O lead us Thou to rest e’en now With all who, surely anguished ’Neath the burden of their sins, Long in woe have languished. Languages: English Tune Title: [Thou, sore oppressed, the Sabbath rest]

Courage, My Sorely Tempted Heart!

Author: Justus H. Böhmer; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13709 Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 Courage, my sorely tempted heart! Break through thy woes, forget their smart; Come forth, and on thy Bridegroom gaze, The Lamb of God, the Fount of grace; Here is Thy place! 2 His arms are open, thither flee! There rest and peace are waiting thee, The deathless crown of righteousness, The entrance to eternal bliss; He gives thee this! 3 Then combat well, of naught afraid, For this His follower thou art made: Each battle teaches thee to fight, Each foe to be a braver knight, Armed with His might. 4 If storms of fierce temptation rise, Unmoved we’ll face the frowning skies; If but the heart is true indeed, Christ will be with us in our need, His own could bleed. 5 I flee away to Thy dear cross, For hope is there for every loss, Healing for every wound and woe, There all the strength of love I know And feel its glow. 6 Before the Holy One I fall, The eternal Sacrifice for all; His death has freed us from our load, Peace on the anguished soul bestowed, Brought us to God. 7 Thy word hath still its glorious powers, The noblest chivalry is ours; O Thou, for whom to die is gain, I bring Thee here all; oh, deign to Accept and reign. 8 How then should I go mourning on? I look to Thee—my fears are gone, With Thee is rest that cannot cease, For Thou has wrought us full release, And made our peace. Languages: English Tune Title: GREGOR'S 54TH METRE

Weep, Zion, Weep

Author: Christian Latrobe, 1758-1836; John Worthington, 1725-1790 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13710 Tune Key: f minor First Line: Weep, Zion, weep, in death’s deep sleep Lyrics: 1 Weep, Zion, weep, in death’s deep sleep Your king His head has bowèd; Closèd are those lips, whence late Truth and mercy flowèd. 2 In strains of woe our songs shall flow; What love is here displayèd; See God’s dear and only Son To a tomb conveyèd. 3 Yet, O rejoice with heart and voice, Soon will He rise most glorious; And at the right hand of God Seat Himself victorious. Languages: English Tune Title: [Weep, Zion, weep, in death’s deep sleep]

The Lord Is In His Holy Place

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13770 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: f minor Lyrics: 1 The Lord is in His holy place, And from His throne on high, He looks upon the human race With omnipresent eye. 2 He proves the righteous, marks their path; In Him the weak are strong; But violence provokes His wrath, The Lord abhorreth wrong. 3 God on the wicked will rain down His brimstone, fire, and snares; The gloom and tempest of His frown— This portion shall be theirs. 4 The righteous Lord will take delight Alone in righteousness; The just are pleasing in His sight, The humble He will bless. Languages: English Tune Title: BURFORD