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Against all those that strive with me

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #XXXV (1767) Lyrics: 1 Against all those that strive with me, Assert my Right, and set me free! Be thou, O LORD! my sure Protection, And bring my Foes to thy Subjection. Put on thy Buckler and thy Shield; Stand up, O GOD, in my Defence; Bring forth thy Spear, and to my Soul, Say, "I am still thy Confidence." 2 Let them with sudden Shame be brought, Who have my Soul's Destruction sought; Let them who Mischief have devised, Be with Confusion soon surprised: Then shall they fly, dispers'd like Chaff Before the furious driving Wind; And from GOD's Minister of Wrath They, no where, shall a Refuge find. 3 But when, his dreadful Rage to shun, Thro' dark and slipp'ry Paths they run, The Angel of the LORD pursuing, Shall urge them on to speedy Ruin; Since unprovok'd by any Wrong, They laid for me their treach'rous Snare, And, for my harmless Soul, a Pit, Did without any Cause prepare. 4 Let them in Mischiefs be surpris'd, Which for my Soul they had devis'd; Their feet in their own Snares betrayed, So shall their Treach'ry be repayed; Whilst my glad Soul shall GOS's great Name, For this his kind Deliv'rance bless; And by His saving Health secur'd, Her grateful Joy in Songs express. Part II 5 My Bones shall say, from Anguish free, "Oh LORD! who can compare with thee? "Thou hast reliev'd the poor distressed, "And all their heavy Wrongs redressed," "Who sett'st the poor and helpless Man False Witnesses, with forg'd Complaints, Against my Honour have combin'd; And to my Charge unjustly laid. Such Things as I had ne'er design'd. 6 For all the Good for them I wrought, My Life they have with Malice sought; My Soul to Danger still betraying, My Kindnesses with Wrong repaying. But as for me, when they were sick, In Sack-cloth I sincerely mourn'd; I pray'd and fasted, but my Pray'r Again to my own Breast return'd. 7 Not to my Friends or Brethren dear, Could I have shewn more tender Care; Or for a Mother more deplored, Whose Loss can never be restored. How diff'rent did their Conduct prove, To me in Times of deep Distress; When they in Crouds together met, And did their savage Joy express? 8 The Rabble too, in num'rous Throngs, Came round, insulting me with Wrongs; With Flatt'rers, busy Scoffers joined, Against my Peace of Mind combined: But, LORD, how long wilt thou look on? Do thou on my Behalf appear! And save my guiltless Soul, which they, Like Beasts, would into Pieces tear. Part III 9 So I, before the World will raise, To thee, my GOD, loud Songs of Praise; Thy Name in great Assemblies blessing, My Thanks with humble Joy expressing: LORD, suffer not my causeless Foes, Who me do most unjustly hate; With open Joy, or secret Signs, To triumph in my sad Estate. 10 In framing Lies they never cease With wicked Hearts averse to Peace; Against the Just they have combined, Who are to Quiet still inclined: Nor with these private Arts content, They vent their Spite aloud to all, And say, "At last we have our Wish, "With Pleasure we behold him fall." 11 But thou, O Lord, who dost survey, Both them and me, keep not away; But let thy Servant be defended, And in his Innocence befriended: LORD! as my Heart has upright been, Let me thy Justice ever find; Nor let my cruel Foes obtain The Triumphs which they have design'd. 12 Oh let them not exulting say, "At length he is become our Prey; "Our fondest Wishes are compleated, There - there he lies by us defeated." Let such as in my Hurt rejoic'd, With Shame confus'd, their Faces hide; Dishonour be their Lot, who have Themselves against me magnified. 13 Whilst constant Blessings shall attend, On those who my just Cause befriend; By them, O LORD, shalt thou be praised, To thee shall all their Songs be raised: So shall my Tongue thy Judgments sing, Inspir'd with a grateful Joy; And chearful Hymns in Praise of thee, My GOD! shall all my Days employ. Topics: Description of Hyprocisy; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 35 Languages: English Tune Title: [Against all those that strive with me]

All blest the pure are

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PCXIXb (1742) Lyrics: [1 Part] Aleph 1 All blest the pure are in the way, Who in the Lord's law go. 2 Who keep his records blest are they, Whose whole heart seeks him too. 3 Yea, they do no iniquity, In his ways walking are 4 To keep thou hast commanded me Thy precepts with much care. 5 O that to keep thy statutes then, My ways were so direct! 6 Then shall I not be shamed when I all thy laws respect. 7 With upright heart I'll praise thee, when I learn thy judgments right. 8 I will observe thy statutes; then O do not leave me quite [2] Beth 9 By what may youth redress his way? Thy word by heeding tim 10 I sought thee with whole heart, me stray Let not thy precepts fro. 11 I hid thy word within my heart, Lest I should sin 'gainst thee. 12 O thou Jehovah blessed art, Thy statutes teach thou me. 13 I all the judgments of thy mouth Did with my lips declare. 14 More in thy records way my joys, Than in all riches are. 15 I'll on thy precepts muse, and still Mine eyes on thy ways set 16 Delight me in thy laws I will: I'll not thy word forget [3] Gimel 17 Grant to thy servant bounteously, To live thy word to keep: 18 Unveil mine eyes that I may see In thy law wonders deep. 19 On earth I am a sojourner: Hide not thy laws me fro. 20 My soul is broken with desire All times thy judgments to. 21 The proud accurst rebuk'd thou hast, Who from thy precepts swerve. 22 Reproach and scorn far from me cast, For I thy laws observe. 23 Against me princes sat, and spake, But on thy laws I mus'd. 24 Me glad thy testimonies make, My couns'lers I them us'd. [4] Daleth 25 Down to the dust my soul cleaves fast Revive me by thy word. 26 I shew'd my ways, me heard thou hast Teach me thy statutes Lord. 27 Learn me thy precepts way, and I Thy wonders will record. 28 My soul with grief doth melt away; Me strengthen by thy word. 29 From me the way of lying take, Thy law give graciously. 30 The way of truth my choice I make, Thy laws before me lay. 31 I to thy records cleaving stay; To shame Lord put not me. 32 I'll of thy precepts run the way, When thou my heart sett'st free. [5] He 33 Help me to know Lord thy laws way, I'll keep it to the end. 34 Instruct me, and I'll keep thy law; Yea with whole heart it tend. 35 In thy laws path make me to go: For I delight therein. 36 My heart unto thy records bow, And not to coveting. 37 From vain sights turn away mine eyes, Me quicken in thy way. 38 Unto thy servant ratify Thy word who feareth thee. 39 Turn from me the reproach I fear, For good thy judgments be. 40 Lo, I long for thy precepts dear, In thy truth quicken me. [6] Vau 41 Unto me come thy mercies all, Thy word's salvation, Lord. 42 And I my scorners answer shall, For I trust in thy word. 43 Truth's word quite take not from my mouth Who on thy judgments stay, 44 I'll constant keep thy law, in truth. Unto perpetual aye. 45 Then I will walk at liberty; For I thy precepts seek. 46 Nor blush when ev'n before kings I Shall of thy records speak. 47 Then in thy dearly lov'd commands My self delight I will. 48 To thy dear laws I'll lift my hands, And mind thy statutes still. [7] Zain 49 So to thy servant mind the word On which thou mad'st me rest. 50 Because thy word revives me, Lord, This glads me when distress'd. 51 The proud much scorn'd me, yet have I Not from thy laws declin'd. 52 Lord, I refresh'd my self when I Thy judgments old did mind. 53 Horror takes hold on me, because Vile men thy law forsake. 54 My song thy statutes in my house Of pilgrimage I make. 55 O Lord thy name I mind by night, And kept thy law have I. 56 This I obtained, for I kept right Thy precepts carefully. [8] Cheth 57 Choice portion mine, O Lord thou art, I said I'll keep thy word 58 I beg'd thy favour with whole heart, Grace promis'd me afford. 59 I turn'd my feet thy records to, In thinking on my ways. 60 I hastned, and thy laws to do I did not make delays. 61 The bands of wicked men rob'd me Yet left I not thy laws. 62 I'll rise at midnight to praise thee, Thy judgments just because. 63 All who thee fear, and keep thy word, Companion theirs am I. 64 Teach me thy laws, for earth's full, Lord, Of thy benignity. [9] Teth 65 To me thy servant, Lord, thou hast After thy word well done. 66 Teach thou me knowledge and good taste, For I thy laws trust on. 67 I stray'd before I was chastis'd, Thy word yet keep I now. 68 Thou art good, good thou dost likewise, Thy statutes make me know. 69 The proud against me forged lies; Thy laws I'll keep with might. 70 Their heart is fat become as grease, Thy law is my delight. 71 That so I might thy statutes learn, "Tis good I was chaitis'd. 72 Thy mouth's law above thousands I Of gold and silver priz'd. [10] Jod 73 I by thy hands am made and form'd Teach me thy laws to know. 74 Who fear thee joy when they me see, For I thy word trust to 75 Thy judgments righteous are I know, Thou right afflict'st me, Lord. 76 Thy grace let chear thy servant now, According to thy word. 77 Send me thy grace, that I may live; Thy law my joy I chuse. 78 Shame proud ones, who me causeless wrong, I'll on thy precepts muse. 79 Who fear thee and thy records know, Let them turn unto me. 80 Sound let my heart be in thy law, That sham'd I may not be. [11] Caph 82 Cast down my soul is for thy health; But on thy word I stay. 82 Mine eyes fail for thy word, when wilt Thou comfort me I say? 83 Thy law forget not I; altho' A bottle smoak'd I'm like. 84 What are thy servants days? when thou Wilt my pursuers strike? 85 The proud have digged pits for me Which do not thy law suit. 86 Truth all thy laws are, help, for me They causeless persecute. 87 Tho' they me nigh condum'd on earth, Thy laws forsake not I. 88 To keep the records of thy mouth, Let thy grace quicken me. [12] Lamed 89 Lord, aye thy word in heaven stands Thy truth for aye doth last. 90 Earth stablifh'd is by thy command, And still it standeth fast. 91 They stand this day as thou ordain'st For all thy servants be. 92 Were not thy law my joy, I'd fail'd In my adversity. 93 I'll not forget thy laws, whereby Thou life in me hast wrought. 94 I am thine own, O save thou me. For I thy records sought. 95 The wicked watch me, me to stay; But I thy precepts mind. 96 Of all perfection end I see: Thy law most large I find. [13] Mem 97 Most wond'rously I love thy law, My muse its all the day. 98 More wise thou mad'st me than my foes For thy law's with me aye. 99 More know I than my teachers, for My muse thy records are. 100 More wile than th' ancients I'm because Thy laws 1 keep with care. 101 My feet I draw from each ill way, That keep thy word I might. 102 Mov'd frcm thy judgments have not I, For thou me taught'st aright. 103 Most sweet I taste thy words, more to My mouth than honey they: 104 Much skill I get thy precepts thro', Thence hate I each false wau [14] Nun 1055 Now to my feet thy word's a lamp, And to my path a light. 106 Sworn have I, and will it perform, To keep thy judgments right. 107 I'm sore distress'd, Lord quicken me According to thy word. 108 My mouth's free ofF'ring own, I pray Teach me thy judgments, Lord. 109 My soul's still in my hand: yet I Have not thy laws forgot. 110 The vile laid snares for me; yet from Thy precepts err'd I not; 111 Thy records ever I possess, For glad my heart they do. 112 I bent my heart to do thy law, Always the end unto. [15] Sameth 113 Such thoughts as wav'ring are I hate, But love thy law do I. 114 My hiding place and shield thou art, I on thy word rely. 115 Depart from me lewd men, for keep My God's commands I must. 116 Support me by thy word to live: Me shame not of my trust. 117 Stay me, I shall be safe, and aye, With joy thy laws I'll eye. 118 Thou tread'st down from thy laws who stray, For their deceit's a lie. 119 Earth's lewd ones off as dross thou throw'st, Thy laws I love therefore, 120 My flesh doth quake for fear of thee: I dread thy judgments fore. [16] Ayn 121 I Judgment do and right, leave me To none who me distress: 122 Be surety for thy servants good, Lest proud ones me oppress. 123 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail. For thy just word also. 124 In mercy with thy servant deal, Thy statutes make me know. 125 To me thy servant skill afford: Thy records for to know. 126 It's time for thee to work, O Lord, For men thy law o'erthrow. 127 Therefore thy laws I love much more Than gold, yea finest gold. 128 All false ways hate I, therefore all Thy laws all right I hold. [17] Phe 129 For that thy, records wondrous be My soul them keeps with care. 130 The entrance of thy words gives light, Makes wise who simple are. 131 My mouth I open'd, and did pant In longing for thy law. 1132 As thou dost those who love thy name, See me, and mercy show. 133 My steps guide by thy word, o'er me O let not sin bear sway. 13A From man's oppression set me free, So I'll thy laws obey. 135 Thy face let on thy servant shine, Thy laws to learn me cause. 136 The water-floods flow from mine eyes, For men keep not thy laws. [18] Tsaddi 137 Thou Lord art righteous, and upright Thy judgments are also. 138 The records thou command'st are right, And very faithful too. 339 My zeal consumed me because Thy words my foes forget. 140 Thy word's moll pure: therefore thereon Thy servant's love is set. 141 Small I and flighted am: thy laws Forget yet do not I. 142 Thy justice is the same for aye, And thy laws verity. 143 Distress and anguish on me seiz'd, Thy laws my joys yet be. 144 Thy righteous records last for aye, That I may live, teach me. [19] Coph 145 Cry'd with whole heart I have, hear me, Lord keep thy laws I will. 146 1 cried have to thee, save me, And I'll thy laws fulfil: 147 The dawning I prevent and cry, Thy word 1 hoped on. 148 Mine eyes prevent the watch, that I Might muse thy word upon. 149 As thou art kind, my voice, Lord, hear, As just, so quicken me. 150 Who follow mischief they draw near, Far from thy law they be. 151 Jehovah thou art near, and all, Thy precepts truth are they. 152 I of thy records knew of old, Thou didst them found for aye. [20] Resh 153 Regard my trouble, and me free, For I thy law record. 154 Plead thou my cause, deliver me, Revive me by thy word. 166 Salvation's from the wicked far, For thy laws seek not they. 156 Great are thy mercies, Lord, revive Me in thy judgments way. 157 My troubles many and my foes ; Nought from thy laws I stept. 158 I sinners saw,and griev'd because Thy word they have not kept. 159 See how I love thy precepts, Lord, Revve me by thy grace. 160 Thy word from first is truth, and all Thy judgments just always. [21] Shin 161 Strong princes causeless me pursue, Thy word yet awes my mind. 162 Yea, in thy word I joy as one That doth great riches find. 163 I lying hate, and do abhor, But love thy law most dear. 164 Sev'n times a day I praise thee, for Thy judgments just which are. 165 Great peace have they who love thy law, And stumbhng-block have none. 166 Lord, I for thy salvation hope, And thy commands have done. 167 My soul thy testimonies keeps, My love to them is dear. 168 Thy rules and laws I kept, for all My ways before thee are. [22] Thau 169 To thee, Lord, let my cry come near, Wise by thy word make me. 170 Thee let my humble suit approach, Me by thy word set free. 171 Thy statutes when thou hast me taught, My lips praise utter shall. 172 Thy word my tongue shall forth resound, For just thy laws are all. 173 Thy precepts since I chosen have; O help me by thy might. 174 Thy saving health I long for Lord, Thy law is my delight. 175 Thy praise to show let my soul live, Thy judgments help me let 176 Thy servant seek like lost sheep stray'd, Thy laws Til not forget. Scripture: Psalm 119 Languages: English

Fulness in Christ

Author: James Relly Hymnal: PHSS1792 #CCXI (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: All fulness in the Lamb we view Lyrics: 1 All fulness in the Lamb we view; To look beside him, loss: He's only holy, just and true; All else is dung and dross. 2 There dwells in him, as stain'd with blood, Jehovah's pow'r and n ame; Greatly, from everlasting, God, Yea, when the slaughter'd Lamb. 3 In him we know the holy bride All gather'd into one; She looks out thro' his bleeding side, With all her beauties on. 4 In him we see God's heav'n, our earth, In perfect peace agree: This gives our one new man, its birth, And sets our nature free. 5 His purg'd humanity is our's, And in it now we prove A seat above the heav'nly pow'rs, Fix'd in the Father's love. 6 New heav'ns, new earth, we now possess; Beulah, that blessed field, Where dwells eternal righteousness; And God's our sun, and shield. 7 Here's nothing hurtful to destroy; The holy mountain's here; No curse, nor sin, for to annoy, No torment, guilt, or fear. 8 Of Jesus we will never cease To sing, as we began; In whom there dwells, in perfect peace, God, and his darling man. Topics: Attributes, Characters, Names, and Offices of Christ, from the New Testatment Scripture: Colossians 2:9 Languages: English

Bless God, my Soul,; Thou, Lord, alone

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CIV (1760) Lyrics: 1 Bless God, my Soul; thou, Lord, alone Possessest Empire without Bounds, With Honour Thou art crown'd, thy Throne Eternal Majesty surrounds. 2 With Light Thou dost thyself enrobe, And Glory for a Garment take; Heaven's Curtains stretch, beyond the Globe, Thy Canopy of State to make. 3 God builds on liquid Air, and forms His Palace Chambers in the Skies; The Clouds his Chariots are, and Storms The swift-wing'd Steeds with which he flies. 4 As bright as Flame, as swift as Wind, His Ministers Heaven's Palace fill, To have their sundry Tasks assign'd All proud to serve their Sov'reign's Will. 5,6 Earth on her Centre fix'd He set, Her Face with Waters overspread; Nor proudest Mountains dar'd as yet, To lift above the Waves their Head. 7 But when thy awful Face appear'd, Th' insulting Waves dispers'd; they fled, When once thy Thunder's Voice they heard, And by their Haste confess'd their Dread. 8 Thence up by secret Tracks they creep, And gushing from the Mountain's Side, Thro' Vallies travel to the Deep, Appointed to receive their Tide. 9 There hast thou fix'd the Ocean's Bounds, The threatning Surges to repel; That they no more o'erpass their Mounds, Nor to a second Deluge swell. Part II 10 Yet thence in smaller Parties drawn, The Sea recovers her lost Hills; And starting Springs from ev'ry Lawn, Surprize the Vales with plenteous Rills. 11 The Fields tame Beasts are thither led, Weary with Labour, faint with Drought; And Asses on wild Mountains bred, Have Sense to find these Currents out. 12 There shady Trees from scorching Beams, Yield Shelter to the feather'd Throng; They drink, and to the bounteous Streams Return the Tribute of their Song. 13 His Rains from Heav'n parch'd hills recruit, That soon transmit the liquid Store; 'Till Earth is burthen'd with her Fruit, And Nature's Lap can hold no more. 14 Grass, for our Cattle to devour, He makes the Growth of ev'ry Field; Herbs, for Man's Use of various Pow'r, That either Food or Physick yield. 15 With cluster'd Grapes he crowns the vine, To chear Man's Heart opprest with Cares, Give Oil that makes his Face to shine; And Corn, that wasted Strength repairs. Part III 16 The Trees of God, without the Care Or Art of Man, with Sap are fed; The Mountain Cedar looks as fair, As those in royal Gardens bred. 17 Safe in the lofty Cedar's Arm's The Wand'rers of the Air may rest; The hospitable Pine from Harms Protects the Stork, her pious Guest. 18 Wild Goats the craggy Rock ascend, Its tow'ring Heights their Fortress make, Whose Cells in labyrinths extend, Where feebler Creatures Refuge take. 19 The Moon's inconstant Aspect shows Th' appointed Seasons of the Year; Th' instructed Sun his Duty knows, His Hours to rise and disappear. 20,21 Darkness He makes the Earth to shroud, When Forest-Beasts securely stray; Young Lions roar their Wants aloud To Providence, that sends them Prey. 22 They range all Night, on Slaughter bent, 'Till summon'd by the rising Morn, To skulk in Dens with one Consent, The conscious Ravagers return. 23 Forth to the Tillage of the Soil, The Husbandman securely goes, Commencing with the Sun his Toil, With him returns to his Repose. 24 How various, Lord, thy Works are found; For which thy Wisdom we adore! The Earth is with thy Treasure crown'd, 'Till Nature's Hand can grasp no more. Part IV 25 But still, the vast unfathom'd Main Of Wonders a new Scene supplies, Whose Depths Inhabitants contain, Of ev'ry Form and ev'ry Size. 26 Full-freighted Ships from ev'ry Port, There cut their unmolested Way; Leviathan, whom there to sport Thou mad'st, his Compass there to play. 27 These various Troops of Sea and Land, In Sense of common Want agree: All wait on thy dispensing Hand, And have their daily Alms from Thee. 28 They gather what thy Stores disperse, Without their Trouble to provide: Thou op'st thy Hand, the Universe, The craving World is all supply'd. 29 Thou for a Moment hid'st thy Face, The num'rous Ranks of Creatures mourn: Thou tak'st their Breath, all Nature's Race Forthwith to Mother-Earth return. 30 Again thou send'st thy Spirit forth, T'inspire the Mass with vital Seed; Nature's restor'd, and Parent-Earth Smiles on her new-created Breed. 31 Thus through successive Ages stands Firm fix'd thy providential Care; Pleas'd with the Work of thy own Hands, Thou dost the Wastes of Time repair. 32 One Look of thine, one wrathful Look, Earth's panting Breast with Terror fills; One Touch from Thee, with Clouds of Smoak, In Darkness shrouds the proudest Hills. 33 In praising God, while He prolongs My Breath, I will that Breath employ; 34 And join Devotion to my Songs Sincere, as in Him is my Joy: 35 While Sinners from Earth's Face are hurl'd, My Soul, praise thou his holy Name, 'Till with my Song, the list'ning world Join Consort, and his Praise proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English

Bless GOD, my Soul, thou, LORD, alone

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CIV (1767) Lyrics: 1 Bless GOD, my Soul; thou, LORD, alone Possessest Empire without Bounds; With Honour thou art crown'd, thy Throne Eternal Majesty surrounds: With Light thou dost thyself enrobe, And Glory for a Garment take; Heav'n's Curtains stretch'd beyond the Globe, Thy Canopy of State to make. 2 GOD builds on liquid Air, and forms His Palace Chambers in the Skies; The Clouds his Chariots are, and Storms The swift-wing'd Steeds with which he flies: As bright as Flame, as swift as Wind, His Ministers Heaven's Palace fill; To have their sundry Tasks assign'd; All proud to serve their Sov'reign's Will. 3 Earth on her Centre fix'd, he set, Her Face with Waters overspread; Nor proudest Mountains dar'd as yet, To lift above the Waves their Head: But when thy awful Face appear'd, Th'insulting Waves dispers'd; they fled, When once thy Thunder's Voice they heard, And by their Haste confess'd their Dread. 4 Thence up by secret Tracks they creep, And gushing from the Mountain's side; Through Valleys travel to the Deep, Appointed to receive their Tide; There hast thou fix'd the Ocean's Bounds, The threat'ning Surges to repel; That they no more o'erpass their Mounds, Nor to a second Deluge swell. Part II 5 Yet thence in smaller Parties drawn, The Sea recovers her lost Hills; And starting Springs from ev'ry Lawn, Surprise the Vales with plenteous Rills: The Fields, tame Beasts are thither led, Weary with Labour, faint with Drought; And Asses on wild Mountains bred, Have Sense to find these Currents out. 6 There shady Trees from scorching Beams, Yield shelter to the feather'd Throng; They drink, and to the bounteous Stream, Return the Tribute of their Song: His Rains from Heav'n parch'd Jills recruit, That soon transmit the liquid Store; Till Earth is burthen'd with her Fruit, And Nature's Lap can hold no more. 7 Grass, for our Cattle to devour, He makes the Growth of ev'ry Field; Herbs, for Man's Use of various Pow'r, That either Food or Physick yield: With cluster'd Grapes he crowns the Vine, To chear Man's Heart, opprest with Cares; Give Oil that makes his Face to shine, And Corn that wasted Strength repairs. Part III 8 The Trees of God, without the Care, Or Art of Man, with Sap are fed; The Mountain Cedar looks as fair, As those in Royal Gardens bred: Safe in the lofty Cedar's Arms, The Wand'rers of the Air may rest; The hospitable Pine from Harms Protects the Stork, her pious Guest. 9 Wild Goats the craggy Rock ascend, Its tow'ring Heights their Fortress make; Whose Cells in labyrinths extend, Where feebler Creatures Refuge take: The Moon's inconstant Aspect shows Th'appointed Seasons of the Year; Th'instructed Sun his Duty knows, His Hours to rise and disappear. 10 Darkness he makes the Earth to shroud, When Forest Beasts securely stray; Young Lions roar their Wants aloud, To Providence, that sends them Prey: They range all Night, on Slaughter bent, 'Till summon'd by the rising Morn; To skulk in Dens, with one Consent, The conscious Ravagers return. 11 Forth to the Tillage of the Soil, The Husbandman securely goes; Commencing with the Sun his Toil, With him returns to his Repose: How various, LORD, thy Works are found, For which thy Wisdom we adore! The Earth is with thy Treasure crown'd, 'Till Nature's Hand can grasp no more. Part IV 12 But still, the vast unfathom'd Main, Of Wonders, a new Scene supplies; Whose Depths Inhabitants contain, Of ev'ry Form and ev'ry Size: Full-freighted Ships from ev'ry Port, There cut their unmolested Way; Leviathan, whom there to Sport Thou mad'st, his Compass there to play. 13 These various Troops of Sea and Land, In Sense of common Want agree; All wait on thy dispensing Hand, And have their daily Alms from thee: They gather what thy Stores disperse, Without their Trouble to provide: Thou op'st thy Hand, the Universe, The craving World is all supply'd. 14 Thou for a Moment hid'st thy Face, The num'rous Ranks of Creatures mourn; Thou tak'st their Breath, all Nature's Race, Forthwith to Mother Earth return: Again thou send'st thy Spirit forth, T'inspire the Mass with vital Seed; Nature's restor'd, and Parent Earth, Smiles on her new created Breed. 15 Thus through successive Ages stands, Firm fix'd thy providential Care; Pleas'd with the Work of thy own Hands, Thou dost the Wastes of Time repair: One Look of thine, one wrathful Look, Earth's panting Breast with Terror fills, One Touch from Thee, with Clouds of Smoke, In Darkness shrouds the proudest Hills. 16 In praising GOD, while he prolongs My Breath, I will that Breath employ; And join Devotion to my Songs, Sincere, as in Him is my Joy: While Sinners from Earth's Face are hurl'd, My Soul, praise thou his holy Name, 'Till with my Song, the list'ning World Join Concert, and his Praise proclaim. Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English Tune Title: [Bless God, my Soul, thou Lord, alone]

Blest is the Man, to whom the GOD of Heaven

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #XXXII (1767) Lyrics: 1 Blest is the Man, to whom the GOD of Heaven, All his Transgressions freely hath forgiven: Whose Guilt is cover'd, and shall not appear; At GOD's Tribunal to condemn him there. Thrice bless'd is he, who as he has transgressed, With contrite Heart hath all his Crimes confessed; To whom the LORD will not impute his Sin, And whose pure Soul from all Deceit is clean. 2 Whilst I concael'd my Sin, my heart was grieved, My Bones consuming could not be relieved; All Day, did I with Anguish roar; But no Complaints assuag'd my fretting Sore. Heavy, O LORD! thy Hand on me remain'd, And I was quite of vital Moisture drained; Like parched Lands, with Summer's Drought opprest, And equally by Day and Night distress'd. 3 But I no sooner had my Guilt disclosed, Than thy Forgiveness kindly interposed; I shew'd the Wound that tortur'd me within, And Mercy's healing Balm was poured in. Thus with Success Repentance shall be crowned, Whilst in the Flood the thoughtless Wretch is drowned: To those who seek, and would thy Pardon find, Thou art, O LORD! in mercy still inclin'd. Part II 4 Thy Mercies never fail, when I'm distressed, By thee, my haughty Foes are all suppressed: Thou art my Refuge, safe I will rejoice, And thee, my Saviour, praise with Heart and Voice. If then my safe Instructions you confide in, The sacred paths of Truth you will abide in; Your Progress I securely will direct, And with my watchful Eye your Ways protect. 5 Be ye like Men who Reason have attained, And not like those whose Fury must be reined; Behave not like th' ungovern'd Horse or Mule, But yield yourselves to Wisdom's sacred Rule, Sorrows on Sorrows ever multiplied, Are heap'd on those who have the LORD defied; While plenteous Mercy shall the Just surround, Who have in him their only Refuge found. 6 Then let the Saints be glad in GOD their Saviour; Rejoice, ye Righteous, in th' Almighty's Favour: Ye upright ones, your chearful Voices raise, In grateful Raptures sing JEHOVAH's Praise. Topics: Description of Fear and Service of the Lord; Description of Happiness of Man; Thanksgivings Forgivness of Sins Scripture: Psalm 32 Languages: English Tune Title: [Blest is the man, to whom the God of Heaven]

Defend me, Lord, from Shame

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XXXI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Defend me, Lord, from Shame, for still I trust in Thee: As Just and Righteous is thy Name, from Danger set me free. 2 Bow down thy gracious Ear, and speedy Succour send: Do Thou my stedfast Rock appear, to shelter and defend. 3 Since Thou, when Foes oppress, my Rock and Fortress art, To guide me forth from this Distress, thy wonted Help impart. 4 Release me from the Snare which they have closely laid; Since I, O God my Strength repair to Thee alone for Aid. 5 To Thee, the God of Truth, my Life, and all that's mine, (For Thou preserv'st me from my Youth,) I willingly resign. 6 All vain Designs I hate, of those that trust in Lies: And still my Soul, in ev'ry State, to God for Succour flies. Part II 7 Those Mercies Thou hast shown, I'll chearfully express; For Thou hast seen my Streights, and known my Soul in deep Distress. 8 When Keilah's treach'rous Race did all my Strength inclose, Thou gav'st my Feet a larger Space, to shun my watchful Foes. 9 Thy Mercy, Lord, display, and hear my just Complaint; For both my Soul and flesh decay, with Grief and Hunger faint. 10 Sad Thoughts my Life oppress; my Years are spent in Groans; My Sins have made my Strength decrease, and ev'n consum'd my Bones. 11 My Foes my Suff'rings mock'd; my Neighbours did upbraid; My Friends, at Sight of me, were shock'd, and fled, as Men dismay'd. 12 Forsook by all am I, as dead, and out of Mind; And like a shatter'd Vessel lie, whose Parts can ne'er be join'd. 13 Yet sland'rous Words they speak, and seem my Pow'r to dread; Whilst they together Counsel take, my guiltless Blood to shed. 14 But still my stedfast Trust, I on thy Help repose: That Thou, my God, art good and just, my Soul with Comfort knows. Part III 15 Whate'er Events betide, thy Wisdom times them all: Then, Lord, thy Servant safely hide from those that seek his Fall. 16 The Brightness of thy Face, to me, O Lord, disclose; And, as thy Mercies still increase, preserve me from my Foes. 17 Me from Dishonour save, who still have call'd on Thee; Let That, and Silence in the Grave, the Sinner's Portion be. 18 Do Thou their Tongues restrain; whose Breath in Lies is spent; Who false Reports, with proud Disdain, against the Righteous vent. 19 How great thy Mercies are to such as fear thy Name; Which Thou, for those that trust thy Care, dost to the World proclaim! 29 Thou keep'st them in thy Sight, from proud Oppressors free: From Tongues that do in Strife delight, they are preserv'd by Thee. 21 With Glory and Renown God's Name be ever bless'd; Whose Love is Keilab's well-fenc'd Town was wond'rously express'd! 22 I said, in hasty Flight, "I'm banish'd from thine Eyes:" Yet still Thou keptst me in thy Sight, and heardst my earnest Cries. 23 O! all ye Saints, the Lord with eager Love pursue; Who to the Just will Help afford, and give the Proud their Due. 24 Ye that on God rely, couragiously proceed; For He will yet your Hearts supply with Strength, in Time of Need. Scripture: Psalm 31 Languages: English

Do Thou, O God, in Mercy help

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LVI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Do Thou, O God, in Mercy help; for Man my Life pursues: To crush me with repeated Wrongs, he daily Strife renews. 2 Continually my spiteful Foes to ruin me combine: Thou seest, who sitt'st inthrone'd on high, what mighty Numbers join. 3 But, tho' sometimes surpriz'd by Fear (on Danger's first Alarm); Yet still for Succour I depend on thy almighty Arm. 4 God's faithful Promise I shall praise, on which I now rely: In God I trust, and, trusting Him, the Arm of Flesh defy. 5 They wrest my Words, and make 'em speak a Sense they never meant: Their Thoughts are all, with restless Spite, on my Destruction bent. 6 In close Assemblies they combine, and wicked Projects lay; They watch my Steps, and lie in wait to make my soul their Prey. 7 Shall such Injustice still escape? O righteous God, arise; Let thy just Wrath (too long provok'd) this impious Race chastise. 8 Thou numb'rset all my wand'ring Steps, since first compel'd to flee: My very Tears are treasur'd up, and register'd by Thee. 9 When therefore I invoke thy Aid, my Foes shall be oe'rthrown; For I am well assur'd, that God my righteous Cause will own. 10,11 I'll trust God's Word, and so despise the Force that Man can raise: 12 To Thee, O God, my Vows are due; to Thee I'll render Praise. 13 Thou hast retriev'd my Soul from Death, and Thou wilt still secure The Life Thou hast so oft preserv'd, and make my Footsteps sure: That thus, protected by thy Pow'r, I may this Light enjoy: And in the Service of my God my lengthen'd Days employ. Scripture: Psalm 56 Languages: English

For ever blest be God the Lord

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXLIV (1760) Lyrics: 1 For ever blest be God the Lord, Who does his needful Aid impart, At once both Strength and Skill afford To wield my Arms with warlike Art. 2 His Goodness is my Fort and Tow'r, My strong Deliv'rance and my Shield; In him I trust, whose matchless Pow'r Makes to my Sway fierce Nations yield. 3 Lord, what's in Man, that thou should'st love Such tender Care of him to take? What in his Offspring could Thee move Such great Account of him to make? 4 The Life of Man does quickly fade, His Thoughts but empty are and vain; His Days are like a flying Shade, Of whose short Stay no Signs remain. 5 In solemn State, O God, descend, Whilst Heav'n its lofty Head inclines; The smoaking Hills asunder rend, Of thy Approach the awful Signs. 6 Discharge thy dreadful Lightning round, And make thy scatter'd Foes retreat; Them with thy pointed Arrows wound, And their Destruction soon compleat. 7.8 Do Thou, O Lord, from Heav'n engage Thy boundless Pow'r my Foes to quell, And snatch me from the stormy Rage Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell. Fight Thou against my foreign Foes, Who utter Speeches false and vain; Who tho' in solemn Leagues they close, Their sworn Engagements ne'er maintain. 9 So I to Thee, O King of Kings, In joyful Hymns my Voice shall raise, And Instruments of various Strings Shall help me thus to sing thy Praise. 10 "God does to Kings his Aid afford, "To them his sure Salvation sends; "'Tis He that from the murd'ring Sword, "His Servant David still defends." 11 Fight Thou against my foreign Foes, Who utter Speeches false and vain; Who tho' in solemn Leagues they close, Their sworn Engagements ne'er maintain. 12 Then our young Sons like Trees shall grow, Well planted in some fruitful Place; Our Daughters shall like Pillars show, Design'd some Royal Court to grace. 13 Our Garners fill'd with various Store, Shall us and ours with Plenty feed, Our Sheep increasing more and more, Shall thousands and ten thousands breed. 14 Strong shall our lab'ring Oxen grow, Nor in their constant Labour faint; Whilst we no War nor Slav'ry know, And in our Streets hear no Complaint. 15 Thrice happy is that Peoples Case, Whose various Blessing thus abound: Who God's true Worship still embrace, And are with his Protection crown'd. Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English

For ever bless'd be GOD, the LORD

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CXLIV (1767) Lyrics: 1 For ever bless'd be GOD, the LORD, Who does his needful Aid impart, At once both Strength and Skill afford To wield my Arms with warlike Art; He is my Fort, my Tow'r and shield, And makes fierce Nations to me yield. 2 LORD, what's in Man that thou should'st love, Of him such tender Care to take? What in his Offspring could thee move, Such great Account of him to make? Man's Thoughts are vain, his Life doth fade, And passeth like a flying Shade. 3 In solemn State, O GOD, descend, Whilst Heav'n it's lofty Head inclines; The smoking Hills in sunder rend, Of thy Approach the awful Signs, With Lightnings fierce thy foes defeat, With Arrows make their Fall compleat. 4 Do thou, O LORD, from Heav'n engage Thy boundless Pow'r my Foes to quell; And snatch me from the stormy Rage Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell; From Foes, whose Speeches all are vain, Whose right Hand Wickedness maintain. 5 So I to thee, O King of Kings, In new-made Hymns my Voice shall raise, And Instruments of various Strings Shall help me thus to sing thy Praise, "GOD does to Kings his Succour send, "His Servant David he'll defend." 6 Fight thou against my foreign Foes, Who utter Speeches false and vain; Who, though in solemn Leagues they close, Their sworn Engagements ne'er maintain; Our Sons shall then like Fruit-Trees grow, Our Daughters like fair Pillars show. 7 Our Garners fill'd with various Store, Shall us and ours with Plenty feed; Our Sheep, encreasing more and more, Shall Thousands and Ten thousands breed; Strong shall our lab'ring Oxen grow, Whilst we no War or Slav'ry know. 8 Our Wealth shall never feel Decay, No Sorrow in our Streets be found; Our Days in Peace shall glide away, Whilst we in ev'ry Good abound; Thrice happy is that Peoples Case, Whose various Blessing thus abound: Who GOD's true Worship still embrace. Topics: Description of Happiness of Man; Description of Misery and Vanity of human Life; Prayers When percecuted; Thanksgivings For Victories Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English Tune Title: [For ever bless'd be God, the Lord]