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Dear Lord, behold our sore Distress

Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Complaint of Desertion and Temptation Lyrics: 1 Dear Lord! behold our sore Distress; Our Sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine Arm of conqu'ring Grace, And let thy Foes be slain. [2 The Lion with his dreadful Roar Affrights thy feeble Sheep: Reveal the Glory of thy Pow'r, And chain him to the Deep. 3 Must we indulge a long Despair? Shall our Petitions die? Our Mournings never reach thine Ear, Nor Tears affect thine Eye?] 4 If thou despise a mortal Groan, Yet hear a Saviour's Blood; An Advocate so near the Throne Pleads and prevails with God. 5 He brought the Spirit's pow'rful Sword To slay our deadly Foes; Our Sins shall die beneath thy Word, And Hell in vain oppose. 6 How boundless is our Father's Grace, In Height, and Depth, and Length! He makes his Son our Righteousness, His Spirit is our Strength.

Rejoice in God, the word commands

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 17 hymnals Topics: The Complaint under Darkness Lyrics: 1 Rejoice in God, the word commands, And fain would I obey; Yet still my spirit lingering stands, While doubts impede my way. 2 How can my soul exult for joy, Which feels this load of sin? And how can praise my tongue employ, While darkness reigns within? 3 Whence should my lips give rapture birth, When I no rapture feel? Or how should notes of heavenly mirth, Sound from a breast of steel? 4 If falling tears and rising sighs, In triumph share a part; Then, Lord, behold these streaming eyes, And search this bleeding heart! 5 My soul forgets to use her wings; My harp neglected lies; For sin has broken all its strings, And guilt shuts out my joys. 6 The power, the sweetness, of thy voice, Alone my heart can move; Make me in Christ my Lord rejoice, And melt my soul to love.

God is the Hope of the Helpless

Appears in 49 hymnals Topics: Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body; Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body First Line: To God I made my sorrows known Lyrics: 1 To God I made my sorrows known, From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his throne I pour'd out all my grief. 2 My soul was overwhelm'd with woes, My heart began to break; My God, who all my burdens knows, Beholds the way I take. 3 On every side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone, While friends and strangers past me by Neglected or unknown. 4 Then did I raise a louder cry, And call'd thy mercy near, "Thou art my portion when I die, "Be thou my refuge here." 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes who vex me know I've an almighty Friend. 6 From my sad prison set me free, Then shall I praise thy name, And holy men shall join with me, Thy kindness to proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 142

Psalm 13

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 64 hymnals Topics: Complaint desertion; Complaint of temptation First Line: How long, O Lord, shall I complain Lyrics: How long, O Lord, shall I complain, Like one that seeks his God in vain? Canst thou thy face for ever hide, And I still pray, and be denied? Shall I for ever be forgot, As one whom thou regardest not Still shall my soul thine absence mourn, And still despair of thy return? How long shall my poor troubled breast Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed? And Satan, my malicious foe, Rejoice to see me sunk so low? Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Before my death conclude my grief: If thou withhold thy heav'nly light, I sleep in everlasting night. How will the powers of darkness boast, If but one praying soul be lost! But I have trusted in thy grace, And shall again behold thy face. Whate'er my fears or foes suggest, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; My heart shall feel thy love, and raise My cheerful voice to songs of praise. Scripture: Psalm 13

The Saints Safety and Hope in evil Times; or, Sins of the Tongue complained of, viz. Blasphemy, Falshood, etc.

Appears in 14 hymnals Topics: Complaint of quarellsome Neighbors; Complaint Pride, Atheisim, Oppression, etc. First Line: Lord, if thou dost not soon appear Lyrics: 1 Lord, if thou dost not soon appear, Virtue and truth will fly away; A faithful Man amongst us here Will scarce be found, if thou delay. 2 The whole Discourse, when Neighbors meet, 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 flatt'ring 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 oppresst, 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, tho' often try'd, Void of Deceit shall still appear; Not Silver seven Times purify'd From Dross and Mixture, shines so clear. 7 Thy Grace shall in the darkest Hour Defend the holy Soul from Harm; Tho' when the vilest Men have Power, On ev'ry Side will Sinners swarm. Scripture: Psalm 12

Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace

Appears in 47 hymnals Topics: Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors; Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120

Complaint and Hope under great Pain

Author: Dr. Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 41 hymnals Topics: Complaint and hop in sickness First Line: Lord, I am paine'; but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are thy ways of providence, While they who love thee groan; Thy reasons lies conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'erburthen'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While every groan my father hears, And every tear he sees. 5 [How shall I glorify my God In bonds of grief confin'd? Damp'd is my vigor, while this clod Hands heavy on my mind.] 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand With peace upon its wings? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings.

The Victory of Faith

Appears in 22 hymnals Topics: Prayer Complaint in First Line: How long wilt Thou forget me Scripture: Psalm 13 Used With Tune: [How long wilt Thou forget me]

An Outpouring of a Burdened Heart

Appears in 272 hymnals Topics: Prayer Complaint in First Line: O Thou God of my salvation Scripture: Psalm 88:7-9 Used With Tune: [O Thou God of my salvation]

The Cross of Calvary

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 5 hymnals Topics: Afflictions Complaint of; Prayer Complaint in First Line: My God, My God, I cry to Thee Lyrics: 1 My God, My God, I cry to Thee; O why hast Thou forsaken Me? Afar from Me, Thou dost not heed, Though day and night for help I plead. 2 But Thou art holy in Thy ways, Enthroned upon Thy people's praise; Our fathers put their trust in Thee, Believed, and Thou didst set them free. 3 They cried, and, trusting in Thy Name, Were saved, and were not put to shame; But in the dust My honor lies, While all reproach and all despise. 4 My words a cause for scorn they make, The lip they curl, the head they shake, And, mocking, bid Me trust the Lord Till He salvation shall afford. 5 My trust on Thee I learned to rest When i was on My mother's breast; From birth Thou art My God alone, Thy care My life has ever known. 6 O let Thy strength and presence cheer, For trouble and distress are near; Be Thou not far away from Me, I have no source of help but Thee. 7 Unnumbered foes would do Me wrong, They press about Me, fierce and strong, Like beasts of prey their rage they vent, My courage fails, My strength is spent. 8 Down unto death Thou leadest Me, Consumed by thirst and agony; With cruel hate and anger fierce My helpless hands and feet they pierce. 9 While on My wasted form they stare, The garments torn from Me they share, My shame and sorrow heeding not, And for My robe they cast the lot. 10 O Lord, afar no longer stay; O Thou My helper, haste, I pray; From death and evil set Me free; I live, for Thou didst answer Me. 11 I live and will declare Thy fame Where brethren gather in Thy Name; Where all Thy faithful people meet, I will Thy worthy praise repeat. Scripture: Psalm 22 Used With Tune: HEBRON