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I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #XXX (1760) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord, who did'st thy Pow'r employ To raise my drooping Head, and check my Foes insulting Joy. 2,3 In my Distress I cry'd to Thee, who kindly didst relieve, And from the Grave's expecting Jaws my hopeless Life retrieve. 4 Thus to his Courts, ye Saints of his, with Songs of Praise repair; With me commemorate his Truth, and providential Care. 5 His Wrath has but a Moment's Reign; His Favour no Decay: Your Night of Grief is recompens'd with Joy's returning Day. 6 But I, in prosp'rous Days, presum'd no suddent Change I fear'd: Whilst in my Sun-shine of Success no low'ring Cloud appear'd. 7 But soon I found thy Favour, Lord, my Empire's only Trust; For when thou hidd'st thy Face, I saw my Honour laid in Dust. 8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd, my Error I confess'd; And thus with supplicating Voice, thy Mercy's Throne address'd: 9 "What Profit is there in my Blood, "congeal'd by Death's cold Night? "Can silent Ashes speak thy Praise, "thy wond'rous Truth recite? 10 "Hear me, O Lord! in Mercy hear; "thy wonted Aid extend: "Do Thou send Help, on whom alone "I can for Help depend." 11 'Tis done! Thou hast my mournful Scene to Songs and Dances turn'd; Invested me in Robes of State, who late in Sack-cloth mourn'd. 12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing thy Praise in grateful Verse; And, as thy Favours endless are, thy endless Praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord

Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #XXX (1793) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord, who didst thy pow'r employ To raise my drooping head, and check my foe's insulting joy. 2, 3 In my distress I cry'd to thee, who kindly didst relieve, And from the grave's expecting jaws my hopeless life retrieve. 4 Thus to his courts ye saints of his, with songs of praise repair; With me commemorate his truth, and providential care. 5 His wrath has but a moment's reign, his favour no decay; Your night of grief is recompens'd with joy's returning day. 6 But I, in prosp'rous days, presum'd; no sudden change I fear'd; Whilst in my sunshine of success no low'ring cloud appear'd. 7 But soon I found thy favour, Lord, my empire's only trust; For when thou hidd'st thy face, I saw my honour laid in dust. 8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd my error I confess'd; And thus with supplicating voice, thy mercy's throne address'd: 9 "What profit is there in my blood, "congeal'd by death's cold night? "Can silent ashes speak thy praise, "thy wond'rous truth recite? 10 "Hear me, O Lord; in mercy hear; "thy wonted aid extend; "Do thou send help, on whom alone "I can for help depend." 11 'Tis done! thou hast my mournful scene to songs and dances turn'd; Invested me in robes of state, who late in sackcloth mourn'd. 12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing thy praise in grateful verse; And, as thy favours endless are, thy endless praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #54 (1754) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord, who didst thy Pow'r employ To raise my drooping Head, and check my Foes insulting Joy. 2,3 In my Distress I cry'd to Thee, who kindly dist relieve, And from the Grave's expecting Jaws my hopeless Life retrieve. 4 Thus to his Courts, ye Saints of His, with Songs of Praise repair; With me commemorate his Truth, and providential Care. 5 His Wrath has but a Moment's Reign; His Favour no Decay: Your Night of Grief is recompens'd with Joy's returning Day. 6 But I, in prosp'rous Days, presum'd; no suddent Change I fear'd: Whilst in my sun-shine of Success no low'ring Cloud appeard. 7 But soon I found thy Favour, Lord, my Empire's only Trust; For when thou hidd'st thy Face, I saw my Honour laid in Dust. 8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd, my Error I confess'd; And thus with supplicating Voice, thy Mercy's Throne address'd: 9 "What Profit is there in my blood, "congeal'd by Death's cold Night? "Can silent Ashes speak thy praise, "thy wond'rous Truth recite? 10 "Hear me, O Lord; in mercy hear; "thy wonted Aid extend: "Do Thou send Help, on whom alone "I can for Help depend." 11 'Tis done! Thou hast my mournful Scene to Songs and Dances turn'd; Invested me in Robes of State, who late in Sack-cloth mourn'd. 12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing thy Praise in grateful Verse; And, as thy Favours endless are, thy endless Praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms with occasional hymns (Charleston hymnal) #P.XI (1792) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord, Who didst thy pow'r employ To raise my drooping head from death, And fill my soul with joy. 2 In my distress I cry'd to thee, Who kindly didst relieve, And from the grave's expecting jaws My hopeless life retrieve. 3 Thus to his courts, ye saints of his, With songs of praise repair; With me commemorate his truth, And providential care. 4 His wrath has but a moment's reign, His favour no decay; Your night of grief is recompens'd With joy's returning day. 5 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing Thy praise in grateful verse; And, as thy favours endless are, Thy endless praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30:1-5 Languages: English