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Fools in their Hearts believe and say

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P14a (1766) Topics: Wickedness of Man 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 prophane 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

By Nature all Men are Sinners

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #23 (1740) Topics: Wickedness of Man First Line: Fools in their Hearts believe and say Lyrics: First Part: 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 prophane, 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

High in the Heav'ns, eternal GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P36a (1766) Topics: Wickedness of Man Lyrics: 1 High in the Heav'ns, eternal GOD, Thy Goodness in full Glory shines; Thy Truth shall break thro' every Cloud That veils and darkens thy Designs. 2 For ever firm thy Justice stands, As Mountains their Foundations keep; Wise are the Wonders of thy Hands, Thy Judgments are a mighty Deep. 3 Thy Providence is kind and large, Both Man and Beast thy Bounty share; The whole Creation is thy Charge, But Saints are thy peculiar Care. 4 My GOD! how excellent thy Grace, Whence all our Hope and Comfort springs? The Sons of Adam in Distress Fly to the Shadow of thy Wings. 5 From the Provisions of thy House We shall be fed with sweet Repast; There Mercy like a River flows, And brings Salvation to our Taste. 6 Life, like a Fountain rich and free, Springs from the Presence of the Lord; And in thy Light our Souls shall see The Glories promis'd in thy Word. Scripture: Psalm 36:5-9 Languages: English

While Men grow bold in wicked Ways

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P36b (1766) Topics: Wickedness of Man Lyrics: 1 While Men grow bold in wicked Ways, And yet a GOD they own, My Heart within me often says, "Their Thoughts believe there's none." 2 Their Thoughts and Ways at once declare (Whate'er their Lips profess) GOD hath no Wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek his Grace. 3 What strange Self-flatt'ry blinds their Eyes? But there's a hast'ning Hour, When they shall see with sore Surprize The Terrors of thy Pow'r. 4 Thy Justice shall maintain its Throne, Tho' Mountains melt away; Thy Judgments are a World unknown, A deep unfathom'd Sea. 5 Above these Heav'n's created Rounds, Thy Mercies, Lord, extend: Thy Truth out-lives the narrow Bounds, Where Time and Nature end. 6 Safety to Man thy Goodness brings, Nor overlooks the Beast; Beneath the Shadow of thy Wings Thy Children chuse to rest. 7 [From Thee, when Creature-Streams run low. And mortal Comforts die, Perpetual Springs of Life shall flow, And raise our Pleasures high. 8 Tho' all created Light decay, And Death close up our Eyes, Thy Presence makes eternal Day, Where Clouds can never rise.] Scripture: Psalm 36:1-9 Languages: English

Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P51b (1766) Topics: Wickedness of Man Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin; And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the Man whose guilty Fall Corrupts the Race, and taints us All. 2 Soon as we draw our Infant-Breath, The Seeds of Sin grow up for Death; Thy Law demands a perfect Heart; But we're defil'd in ev'ry Part. 3 [Great GOD, create my Heart a new, And form my Spirit pure and true; O make me wise betimes, to spy My Danger and my Remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy Face; My only Refuge is thy Grace: No outward Forms can make me clean; The Leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding Bird, nor bleeding Beast, Nor Hyssop-Branch, nor sprinkling Priest, Nor running Brook, nor Flood, nor Sea, Can wash the dismal Stain away. 6 Jesus, my GOD, thy Blood alone Hath Pow'r sufficient to attone; Thy Blood can make me white as Snow; No Jewish Types could cleanse me so. 7 While Guilt disturbs and breaks my Peace, Nor Flesh nor Soul hath Rest or Ease, Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning Voice, And make my broken Bones rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

The Perfections and Providecn of God; or, General Providence, and Special Grace

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #65a (1740) Topics: Wickedness of Man First Line: High in the Heav'ns, eternal GOD Lyrics: 1 High in the Heav'ns, eternal GOD, Thy Goodness in full Glory shines; Thy Truth shall break thro' every Cloud That veils and darkens thy Designs. 2 For ever firm thy Justice stands, As Mountains their Foundations keep; Wise are the Wonders of thy Hands, Thy Judgments are a mighty Deep. 3 Thy Providence is kind and large, Both Man and Beast thy Bounty share; The whole Creation is thy Charge, But Saints are thy peculiar Care. 4 My GOD! how excellent thy Grace, Whence all our Hope and Comfort springs; The Sons of Adam in Distress Fly to the Shadow of thy Wings. 5 From the Provisions of thy House We shall be fed with sweet Repast; There Mercy like a River flows, And brings salvation to our Taste. 6 Life, like a Fountain rich and free, Springs from the Presence of the Lord; And in thy Light our Souls shall see The Glories promis'd in thy Word. Scripture: Psalm 36:5-9 Languages: English

Practical Atheism expos'd; or, The Being and Attributes of God asserted

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #65b (1740) Topics: Wickedness of Man First Line: While Men grow bold in wicked Ways Lyrics: 1 While Men grow bold in wicked Ways, And yet a GOD they own, My Heart within me often says, "Their Thoughts believe there's none." 2 Their Thoughts and Ways at once declare, (Whate'er their Lips profess) GOD hath no Wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek his Grace. 3 What strange Self-flatt'ry blinds their Eyes! But there's a hast'ning Hour, When they shall see with sore Surprize The Terrors of thy Pow'r. 4 Thy Justice shall maintain its Throne, Tho' Mountains melt away; Thy Judgments are a World unknown, A deep, unfathom'd Sea. 5 Above the Heav'n's created Rounds, Thy Mercies, Lord, extend; Thy Truth out-lives the narrow Bounds Where Time and Nature end. 6 Safety to Man thy Goodness brings, Nor overlooks the Beast; Beneath the Shadow of thy Wings Thy Children chuse to rest. 7 [From Thee, when Creature-Streams run low. And mortal Comforts die, Perpetual Springs of Life shall flow, And raise our Pleasures high. 8 Tho' all created Light decay, And Death close up our Eyes, Thy Presence makes eternal Day, Where Clouds can never rise.] Scripture: Psalm 36:1-9 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #96b (1740) Topics: Wickedness of Man First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the Man whose guilty Fall Corrupts the Race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our Infant-breath, The Seeds of Sin grow up for Death: Thy Law demands a perfect Heart, But we're defil'd in ev'ry Part. 3 [Great GOD, create my Heart a new, And form my Spirit pure and true; O make me wise betimes, to spy My Danger and my Remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy Face; My only Refuge is thy Grace: No outward Forms can make me clean, The Leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding Bird, nor bleeding Beast, Nor Hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling Priest, Nor running Brook, nor Flood, nor Sea, Can wash the dismal Stain away. 6 Jesus, my GOD, thy Blood alone Hath Pow'r sufficient to atone; Thy Blood can make me white as Snow, No Jewish Types could cleanse me so. 7 While Guilt disturbs and breaks my Peace, Nor Flesh nor Soul hath Rest nor Ease, Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning Voice, And make my broken Bones rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

Psalm 14 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.28 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Wickedness of man First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power? Great God! appear to their surprise; Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 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. 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

Psalm 51 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.118 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Wickedness of man First Line: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? My crimes are great, but not surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace: Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English