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Long Have I Sat Beneath the Sound

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3714 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Long have I sat beneath the sound Of Thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of Thy Word! 2. Oft I frequent Thy holy place And hear almost in vain; How small a portion of Thy grace My memory can retain! 3. My dear Almighty, and my God, How little art Thou known By all the judgments of Thy rod, And blessings of Thy throne! 4. How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joys above! How few affections there! 5. Great God! Thy sovereign power impart To give Thy Word success; Write Thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn Thy grace. 6. Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. Languages: English Tune Title: SILOAM

Long have I sat beneath the sound

Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Book #53 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Long have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of Thy Word! 2 My Hope, my Portion, and my God, How little art Thou known By all the judgments of Thy rod, And blessings of Thy throne! 3 How cold and feeble is my love How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joys above! How few affections there! 4 Great God, Thy sovereign power impart To give Thy Word success; Write Thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn Thy grace. 5 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. Topics: Worship; Worship Public Worship; Sexagesima Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: ABRIDGE

Long have I sat beneath the sound

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #451 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: Long have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word! Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain; How small a portion of thy grace My memory can retain! [My dear Almighty, and my God, How little art thou known By all the judgments of thy rod, And blessings of thy throne!] How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joys above! How few affections there! Great God! thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success; Write thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn thy grace. [Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die.] Topics: Afflictions hope in them; Hope in darkness; Afflictions very great; Comfort from ancient providences; Israel saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Melancholy and hope; Patience in darkness; Providence recorded; Remembrance of former deliverances Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English