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Great God, Indulge My Humble Claim

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2021 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Great God, indulge my humble claim, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose Thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2. Thou great and good, Thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am Thine by sacred ties; Thy son, Thy servant, bought with blood. 3. With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look, As travelers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water brook. 4. With early feet I love t’appear Among Thy saints, and seek Thy face; Oft have I seen Thy glory there, And felt the power of sovereign grace. 5. Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste, Nor all the joys our senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my cheerful passions so. 6. My life itself without Thy love No taste of pleasure could afford; ’Twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banished from the Lord. 7. Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of Thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 8. I’ll lift my hands, I’ll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days. Languages: English Tune Title: HAGERSTOWN

Great God, Indulge My Humble Claim

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #23 (1972) Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; General Worship Scripture: Psalm 63:1 Languages: English Tune Title: HAGERSTOWN

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Mennonite Hymnal #35 (1969) Topics: God Adoration and Praise Scripture: Psalm 63 Tune Title: HAGERSTOWN

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #63 (1789) Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am thine by sacred ties; Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands For thee I long, to thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water brook. 4 With early feet I love t' appear Among thy saints, and seek thy face; Oft have I seen thy glory there, And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace. 5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our taste, No pleasures that to sense belong, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise so high my cheerful song. 6 My life itself without thy love No taste of pleasure could afford; 'Twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. 7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And bless the remnant of my days. Part II. 9 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 10 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r Thro' all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heav'nly hour That vision so divine. 11 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 12 Thus till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and king; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. Part III 13 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 14 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy pow'r and glory to behold, And feel thy quick'ning grace. 15 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy watchful providence, My cheerful hope relies. 16 The shadow of thy wings My soul in Fafety keeps; I follow where my father leads, And he supports my steps. Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Great GOD, indulge my humble Claim

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P63c (1766) Lyrics: 1 Great GOD, indulge my humble Claim, Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest; The Glories that compose thy Name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise, Thou art my Father and my GOD; And I am thine by sacred Ties; Thy Son, thy Servant, bought with Blood 3 With Heart, and Eyes, and lifted Hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look, As Travellers in thirsty Lands Pant for the cooling Water-brook. 4 With early Feet I love t' appear Among thy Saints, and seek thy Face, Oft have I seen thy Glory there, And felt the Pow'r of Sov'reign Grace. 5 Not Fruits nor Wines that tempt our Taste, Nor all the Joys our Senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my chearful Passion so. 6 My Life itself without thy Love No Taste of Pleasure could afford; 'Twould but a tiresome Burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. 7 Amidst the wakeful Hours of Night, When busy Cares afflict my Head, One Thought of Thee gives new Delight, And adds Refreshment to my Bed. 8 I'll lift my Hands, I'll raise my Voice, While I have Breath to pray or praise; This Work shall make my Heart rejoice, And spend the Remnant of my Days. Topics: Converse with God; Longing after God; Lord's Day Morning; Love of God better than life; Meditation; Midnight thoughts; Worship absence from it Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Author: Dr. Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #439 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim, Be Thou my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose Thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, Thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am Thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, Thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With fainting heart, and lifted hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look; As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4 Should I from Thee, my God, remove, Life could no lasting bliss afford: My joy, the sense of pardoning love; My guard, the presence of my Lord. 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And fill the circle of my days. Topics: Adoption Joy of; Christian Servant; The Christian Life Aspiration and Prayer; God Goodness of; Fatherhood of God; Goodness of God; God Father, our ; God Wisdom of; Wisdom God's; Water, Living Of Life ; Joy Of Adoption; Servant The Christian ; Life Water of; Longing For God; Heart Fainting; Invitations, Gospel Languages: English Tune Title: MAINZER

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #439 (1899) Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim: Be Thou my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose Thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, Thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am Thine by sacred ties, Thy child and servant, bought with blood. 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, For Thee I long, for Thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4 E'en life itself, without Thy love, No lasting pleasures can afford: Yea, 'twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banished from Thee, Lord. 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice Throughout the remnant of my days. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; God Faithfulness of; God Goodness of; Law of God; Portion God, the believer's Languages: English Tune Title: WELLS

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #LXXXVII (1791) Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim; Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest, The glories that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father, and my God! And I am thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look; As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water brook. 4 Even life itself, without thy love, No lasting pleasure can afford; Yea, 'twould a tiresome burthen prove, If I were banish'd srom thee, Lord! 5 I'll raies my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days. Topics: Petition Languages: English

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #LXXXVII (1788) Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim; Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest! The glories that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God! And I am thine by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look; As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4 Even life itself, without thy love, No lasting pleasure can afford; Yea, 'twould a tiresome burthen prove, If I were banish'd from thee, Lord! 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days. Topics: Petition Languages: English

Great God, indulge my humble claim

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #LXXXVII (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim; Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest! The glories that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father, and my God! And I am thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4 Even life itself, without thy love, No lasting pleasure can afford; Yea, 'twould a tiresome burthen prove, If I were banish'd from thee, Lord! 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days. Topics: Petition Languages: English