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Now Let Our Lips with Holy Fear

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4631 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. Now let our lips with holy fear And mournful pleasure sing The sufferings of our great high priest, The sorrows of our king; He sinks in floods of deep distress, How high the waters rise! While to His heavenly Father’s ear He sends perpetual cries. 2. “Hear me, O Lord, and save Thy Son, Nor hide Thy shining face; Why should Thy favorite look like one Forsaken of Thy grace? With rage they persecute the man That groans beneath Thy wound, While for a sacrifice I pour My life upon the ground. 3. “They tread my honor to the dust, And laugh when I complain; Their sharp insulting slanders add Fresh anguish to my pain. All my reproach is known to Thee, The scandal and the shame; Reproach has broke my bleeding heart, And lies defiled my name. 4. “I looked for pity, but in vain; My kindred are my grief: I ask my friends for comfort round, But meet with no relief. With vinegar they mock my thirst, They give me gall for food; And sporting with my dying groans, They triumph in my blood. 5. Shine into my distressèd soul, Let Thy compassion save; And though my flesh sink down to death, Redeem it from the grave. I shall arise to praise Thy name, Shall reign in worlds unknown; And Thy salvation, O my God, Shall seat me on Thy throne. Languages: English Tune Title: FIRST MODE MELODY

Now let our Lips with holy Fear

Hymnal: Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scriptural Collection #LXXXVI (1765) Lyrics: 1 Now let our Lips with holy Fear And mournful Pleasure sing The Suff'rings of our great High-Priest, the Sorrows of our King. 2 He sinks in Floods of deep Distress; how high the Waters rise! While to his heav'nly Father's Ear he sends perpetual Cries. 3 "Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son, "nor hide thy shining Face; "Why should thy Favourite look like one "forsaken of thy Grace? 4 "With Rage they persecute the Man "that groans Beneath thy Wound, "While for a Sacrifice I pour "my Life upon the Ground. 5 "They tread my Honour to the Dust, "and laugh when I complain; "Their sharp insulting Slanders add "fresh Anguish to my Pain. 6 "All my Reproach is known to Thee, "the Scandal and the Shame; "Reproach has broke my bleeding Heart, "and Lies defil'd my Name. 7 "I lookt for Pity, but in vain; "my Kindred are my Grief: "I ask my Friends for Comfort round, "but meet with no Relief. 8 "With Vinegar they mock my Thirst, "they give me Gall for Food; "And sporting with my dying Groans, "they triumph in my Blood. 9 "Shine into my distressed Soul, "let thy Compassion save; "And tho' my Flesh sink down to Death, "redeem it from the Grave. 10 "I shall arise to praise thy Name, "shall reign in Worlds unknown; "And thy Salvation, O my God, "shall seat me on thy Throne. Scripture: Mark 15:23-24 Languages: English

Now let our lips with holy fear

Hymnal: Songs of Zion #24 (1821) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Now let our lips with holy fearAnd mournful pleasure singThe sufferings of our great High Priest,The sorrows of our King.He sinks in floods of deep distress;How high the waters rise!While to his heavenly Father's earHe sends perpetual cries.2. "Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,Nor hide thy shining face;Why should thy favorite look like oneForsaken of thy grace?"With rage they persecute the manThat groans beneath thy wound,While for a sacrifice I pourMy life upon the ground.3. "They tread my honor to the dust,And laugh when I complain;Their sharp insulting slanders addFresh anguish to my pain."All my reproaches known to thee,The scandal and the shame;Reproach has broke my bleeding heart,And lies defiled my name. Tune Title: CALVARY NEW

Now let our Lips with holy Fear

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P69b (1766) Lyrics: 1 Now let our Lips with holy Fear And mournful Pleasure sing The Suff'rings of our great High-Priest, The Sorrows of our King. 2 He sinks in Floods of deep Distress; How high the Waters rise! While to his heav'nly Father's Ear He sends perpetual Cries. 3 "Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son, "Nor hide thy shining Face; "Why should thy Fav'rite look like one "Forsaken of thy Grace? 4 "With Rage they persecute the Man "That groans beneath thy Wound, "While for a Sacrifice I pour "My Life upon the Ground. 5 "They tread my Honour to the Dust, "And laugh when I complain; "Their sharp insulting Slanders add "Fresh Anguish to my Pain. 6 "All my Reproach is known to Thee, "The Scandal and the Shame; "Reproach has broke my bleeding Heart, "And Lies defil'd my Name. 7 "I look'd for Pity, but in vain; "My Kindred are my Grief; "I ask my Friends for Comfort round, "But meet with no Relief. 8 "With Vinegar they mock my Thirst, "They give me Gall for Food, "And sporting with my dying Groans, "They triumph in my Blood. 9 "Shine into my distressed Soul, "Let thy Compassion save; "And though my Flesh sink down to Death, "Redeem it from the Grave. 10 "I shall arise to praise thy Name, "Shall reign in Worlds unknown, "And thy Salvation, O my GOD, "Shall seat me on thy Throne." Topics: Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ his death and resurrection; Christ his obedience and death; Christ his sufferings and kingdom; Christ his sufferings for our salvation; Christ his Zeal and Reproaches; Exaltation of Christ to the Kingdom; Glorification Glory of God in our Salvation; Jehovah reigns; Sabbath Sacrifice; Salvation by Christ Scripture: Psalm 69:14-21 Languages: English

Now let our lips with holy fear

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #148 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Now let our lips with holy fear And mournful pleasure sing The suff'rings of our great high priest, The sorrows of our king. 2 He sinks in floods of deep distress; How high the waters rise! While to his heav'nly Father's ear He sends perpetual cries. 3 'Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son, 'Nor hide thy shining face; 'Why should thy fav'rite look like one 'Forsaken of thy grace. 4 'With rage they persecute the man 'That groans beneath thy wound, 'While for a sacrifice I pour 'My life upon the ground. 5 'They tread my honor to the dust, 'And laugh when I complain; 'Their sharp insulting slanders add 'Fresh anguish to my pain. 6 'All my reproach is known to thee, 'The scandal and the shame; 'Reproach has broke my bleeding heart, 'And lies defil'd my name. 7 'I look'd for pity, but in vain; 'My kindred are my grief: 'I ask my friends for comfort round, 'But meet with no relief. 8 'With vinegar they mock my thirst; 'They give me gall for food: 'And, sporting with my dying groans, 'They triumph in my blood. 9 'Shine into my distressed soul, 'Let thy compassion save; 'And tho' my flesh sink down to death, 'Redeem it from the grave. 10 'I shall arise to praise thy name, 'Shall reign in worlds unknown; 'And thy salvation, O my God, 'Shall seat me on thy throne.' Scripture: Psalm 69:14-21 Languages: English