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Psalm XXX
Appears in 2 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 30 First Line: Thee, Lord, my thankful soul would bless Lyrics:
I. Thee, Lord, my thankful soul would bless,
Thee all my pow'rs adore;
Thy hand has rais'd me from distress,
My foes rejoice no more.
II. O Lord, my God, oppress'd with grief,
To thee I breath'd my cry;
Thy mercy brought divine relief,
And wip'd my tearful eye.
III. Thy mercy chas'd the shades of death,
And snatch'd me from the grave;
O may thy praise employ that breath
Which mercy deigns to save.
IV. Come, O ye saints, your voices raise
To God in grateful songs;
And let the mem'ry of his grace,
Inspire your hearts and tongues.
V. His frown, what mortal can sustain?
But soon his anger dies;
His life-restoring smile again
Returns, and sorrow flies.
VI. Her deepest gloom when sorrow spreads,
And light and hope depart,
His smile celestial morning sheds,
And joy revives the heart.
VII. Beneath thy kind protecting arm
How did my soul rejoice!
And fondly hop'd no future harm
Should ever shock my joys.
VIII. Lord,'twas thy favour fix'd my rest;
Thy shining face withdrew,
And troubles fill'd my anxious breast,
And pain'd my soul anew.
IX. Again to thee, O gracious God,
I rais'd my mournful eyes;
To thee I spread my woes abroad,
With supplicating cries.
X. What glory can my death afford?
In the dark grave confin'd,
Shall senseless dust adore the Lord,
Or call thy truth to mind?
XI. Hear, O my God, in mercy hear,
Attend my plaintive cry;
Be thou, my gracious helper, near,
And bid my sorrows fly.
XII. Again I hear thy voice divine,
New joys exulting bound;
My robes of mourning I resign,
And gladness girds me round.
XIII. Then let my utmost glory be
To raise thy honours high;
Nor let my gratitude to thee
In guilty silence die.
XIV. To thee, my gracious God, I raise
My thankful heart and tongue;
O be thy goodness and thy praise
My everlasting song.
Psalm XXX
Dance with the Spirit
Author: Jim Strathdee Appears in 2 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 30:1-11 First Line: Dance with the Spirit early in the mornin' Topics: Response; Children Shorter Songs; Christian Year Pentecost; Discipleship; Holy Spirit; Journey; Justice; Kingdom; Service Music Gathering; Service Music Offering; Service Music Sending Forth Used With Tune: [Dance with the Spirit early in the mornin']
Dance with the Spirit
Dicsérlek Uram tégedet
Appears in 2 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 30 Used With Tune: [Dicsérlek Uram tégedet]
Dicsérlek Uram tégedet
I'll Thee extol, O Lord, on high
Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 30 Lyrics: 1. I'll Thee extol, O Lord, on high.
Who rais'd me, when distress'd;
Who check'd my Foes insulting Joy,
And all their Hopes suppress'd.
2. O Lord, my God, I cry'd to Thee;
And thou did'st heal, and save.
3. Thou from the Pit my Soul hast freed,
And kept me from the Grave.
4. Sing to the Lord, O ye his Saints,
Your grateful Thanks express;
While you, with me, commemorate
His rest'ral Holiness.
5. His Anger but a Moment lasts,
Life from his Favour springs;
If Night be fill'd with Grief, and Tears,
With Joy the Morning sings.
6. Flush'd with Success, I fondly said,
"I shall unmov'd abide.
7. Thy Favour, Lord, confirm'd my State,
Thou hid'st, and Comforts dy'd.
8. Then, Lord, to Thee I cry'd; to Thee
My earnest Suit I made.
9. "What Profit is there in my Blood,
"When in the Grave I'm laid?
"Shall there my Dust thy Praise proclaim?
"Or glorious Truths declare?
10. Hear, Lord, and on me Mercy have,
And for my Help appear.
11. Thou heard'st; and to o'erflowing Joy,
My former Mourning turn'd;
With Gladness thou hast girt me round,
Who late in Sackcloth mourn'd.
12. To this Intent, my Tongue may sing,
Incessantly thy Praise;
O Lord, my God, my Thanks to Thee,
I'll render all my Days.
I'll Thee extol, O Lord, on high
O Lord, I'll Thee extol with Praise
Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 30 Lyrics: 1. O Lord, I'll Thee extol with Praise,
Who me above my Foes did'st raise;
And their insulting Joy restrain.
2. O Lord, my God, in my Distress;
My Pray'r to Thee I did address;
And thou hast heal'd my Grief, and Pain.
3. Thou, Lord, did'st from the Grave revive,
And keep my fainting Soul alive;
Lest to the Pit I should go down.
4. O ye his Saints, sing to the Lord
With thankfull Hearts; while ye record
The Truth, and Goodness, he has shown.
5. He Anger but a Moment keeps,
His Favour's Life; if Ev'ning weeps,
The rising Sun returns with Joy.
6. When with Success I prospered,
My foolish Heart grew vain, and said,
"No Change shall e'er my State annoy.
7. But, Lord, I was convinc'd e'er long,
Thy Favour made my Mountain strong;
Thou hid'st thy Face, and Comforts dy'd.
8. Then, Lord, I humbly Thee address'd,
My Pride, and Folly, I confess'd;
And thus with Supplication cry'd.
9. What profit is there in my Blood,
If to the Grave descend I shou'd?
Can there my Mouth thy Praises Sing?
Or can my Dust thy Truth declare?
30. Have Mercy on me, Lord, and hear,
And timely Succours to me bring.
11. Then, to a Dance, my Mourning, hast
Thou turn'd, and off my Sackcloth cast;
And round with Gladness girded me;
12. To th' End, my Tongue may sing thy Praise,
And not be silent; all my Days,
My God, I will give Thanks to Thee.
O Lord, I'll Thee extol with Praise
Wake, My Soul
Author: Madeleine Forell Marshall; Friedrich R. L. von Canitz, 1654-1699 Meter: 8.4.7.8.4.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 30:4-12 First Line: Wake, my soul, with all things living Topics: Comfort and Assurance; Eternal Life; Morning; Prayer; Year B Advent 1; Year B Epiphany 6; Year B Proper 8; Year C Easter 3; Year C Proper 5 Used With Tune: HAYDN
Wake, My Soul
Told of God's favor
Author: Richard Leach Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 30 First Line: Told of God's favor, told of God's purpose Topics: Church Year Advent Used With Tune: BORDY
Told of God's favor
In hymns of praise will I employ my tongue
Appears in 1 hymnal Scripture: Psalm 30 Lyrics: 1 In hymns of praise will I employ my tongue;
My tuneful harp shall answer to the song.
To thee, O Lord; for, when with pain distrest,
And foes around their cruel joy exprest,
Me in the evil day didst thou sustain,
My foes indulg'd their impious hopes in vain.
2 Struck with die dire disease, to thee I cried;
Nor was, O God, thy healing hand denied;
3 For from the dreary horrors of the grave,
When he implor'd, didst thou thy servant save,
His soul, just hov'ring o'er the pit retrieve,
And gav'st again, in joyous health to live.
4 O all ye saints, his gracious goodness sing;
Display his praises on the trembling firing;
5 For but a moment his dread anger lives,
While life, his quick-returning favour gives;
And, tho' the night in sighs, in tears, you spend,
The dawning morn will all your sorrows end.
6 Surpriz'd with my success, elate with pride,
Big with my empty self, I fondly cried;
"Strong in my happiness, my foes I dare,
"Nor open force, nor secret fraud, I fear."
7 By heav'n supported, like a mountain firm,
That braves the thunder, and disdains the storm,
Did I the angry bolts of fate deride,
And wrapt my heart in arrogance and pride;
But soon the folly of my ways I found,
Lost thy support, and felt a killing wound.
8 'Twas then my reason to my soul return'd;
In deep repentance I my madness mourn'd;
For thy forgiveness humbly sued, O Lord,
My guilt acknowledg'd, and thy aid implor'd.
9 "What profit is there (said I) in my blood?
"Justly thy vengeance has my crimes pursued.
"But can the dead thy wondrous works proclaim?
"Can dull, can ashes, celebrate thy name?
10 "O hear me, hear me, and thy mercy shew;
"Redeem my soul from death, my life from woe,"
11 Nor vainly did I pray; thy mercy heard;
My fainting soul in all her sorrows chear'd,
My grief to joy, my tears to laughter turn'd;
No more I languish'd, and no more I mourn'd.
12 Therefore thy goodness will I constant sing,
And to thy glorious name attune the string;
Therefore in hymns harmonious I'll display
Thy clemency; thy love, from day to day.
In hymns of praise will I employ my tongue
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