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Sin and Forgiveness

Appears in 31 hymnals Topics: Prayer Complaint in First Line: How blest is he whose trespass Lyrics: 1 How blest is he whose trespass Hath freely been forgiv'n, Whose sin is wholly covered Before the sight of heav'n. Blest he to whom Jehovah Imputeth not his sin, Who hath a guileless spirit, Whose heart is true within. 2 While I kept guilty silence, My strength was spent with grief, Thy hand was heavy on me, My soul found no relief; But when I owned my trespass, My sin hid not from Thee, When I confessed transgression, Then Thou forgavest me. 3 So let the godly seek Thee In times when Thou art near; No whelming floods shall reach them Nor cause their hearts to fear. In Thee, O Lord, I hide me, Thou savest me from ill, And songs of Thy salvation My heart with rapture thrill. Scripture: Psalm 32 Used With Tune: RUTHERFORD

Complaint in sickness; or, diseases healed

Appears in 41 hymnals Topics: Complaint of sickness; Complaint of sickness First Line: In anger, Lord, do not chastise Lyrics: 1 In anger, Lord, do not chastise, Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thine awful wrath arise Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppress'd, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? My eyes consum'd with grief: How long, my GOD, how long, before Thine hand afford relief. 5 He hears his mourning children speak, He pities all our groans, And saves us for his mercy’s sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath: For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6

A prayer of the afflicted

Appears in 64 hymnals Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face, But answer, lest I die; Hast thou not built a throne of grace, To hear when sinners cry? 2 My days are wasted like the smoke Dissolving in the air; My strength is dry'd, my heart is broke, And sinking in dispair. 3 My spirits flag like withering grass Burnt with excessive heat: In secret groans my minutes pass, And I forget to eat. 4 As on some lonely building’s top, The sparrow tells her moan, Far from the tents of joy and hope I sit and grieve alone. 5 My soul is like a wilderness Where beasts of midnight howl; Where the sad raven finds her place, And where the screaming owl. 6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears Dwell in my troubled breast; While sharp reproaches wound my ears, Nor give my spirit rest. 7 My cup is mingled with my woes, And tears are my repast; My daily bread, like ashes grows Unpleasant to my taste. 8 Sense can afford no real joy To souls that feel thy frown; Lord ’twas thy hand advanc'd me high Thy hand hath cast me down. 9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear; And life’s declining light Grows faint as evening-shadows are, That vanish into night. 10 But thou forever art the same, O my eternal God; Ages to come shall know thy name, And spread thy works abroad. 11 Thou wilt arise, and show thy face, Nor will my Lord delay, Beyond th’ appointed hour of grace, That long expected day. 12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry, And by mysterious ways, Redeems the prisoners, doom'd to die, And fills their tongues with praise. Scripture: Psalm 102:20-21

Temptations in Sickness overcome

Appears in 36 hymnals Topics: Complaint of sickness; Complaint of sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and chear my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6

Prayer heard, and saints saved; or pride, atheism and oppression punished

Appears in 51 hymnals Topics: Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc..; Complaint of Pride, Atheism, Oppression, etc.. First Line: Why doth the Lord depart so far? Lyrics: 1 Why doth the Lord depart so far? And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress? 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy laws? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And slight the righteous cause. 3 They cast thy judgements from their sight, And then insult the poor, They boast in their exalted height, That they shall fall no more. 4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand, Attend our humble cry; No enemy shall dare to stand, When God ascends on high. Pause. 5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say with foolish pride, The God of heaven will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's side. 6 But thou forever art our Lord; And powerful is thine hand, As when the Heathens felt thy sword, And perish'd from thy land. 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause thine ear to hear; Accept the vows thy children pay, And free thy saints from fear. 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess, They are but earth and dust. Scripture: Psalm 10

Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church lives

Appears in 50 hymnals Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: It is the Lord our Saviour's hand Lyrics: 1 It is the Lord our Saviour's hand Weakens our strength amidst the race; Disease and death at his command Arrest us, and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our sun go down at noon; Thy years are one eternal day, And must thy children die so soon? 3 Yet in the midst of death and grief This thought our sorrow should assuage; "Our Father and our Saviour live; "Christ is the same through every age." 4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid; Heaven is the building of his hand; This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade; And all be chang'd at his command. 5 The starry curtains of the sky, Like garments, shall be laid aside: But still thy throne stands firm on high, Thy church forever must abide. 6 Before thy face thy church shall live; And on thy throne thy children reign; This dying world shall they survive, And the dead saints be rais'd again. Scripture: Psalm 102:23-28

Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

Appears in 67 hymnals Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heavenly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11

The contrite heart

Author: Cowper Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 126 hymnals Topics: Complaint Of stupidity in hearing and prayer First Line: The Lord will happiness divine Lyrics: 1 The Lord will happiness divine On contrite hearts bestow; Then tell me, gracious God, is mine A contrite heart or no? 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel; If aught is felt, 'tis only pain To find I cannot feel. 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd To love thee, if I could; But often feel another mind, Averse to all that's good. 4 My best desires are faint and few, I fain would strive for more; But when I cry, "my strength renew," Seem weaker than before. 5 Thy saints are comforted I know And love thy house of prayer; I sometimes go where others go, But find no comfort there. 6 O make this heart rejoice or ache; Decide this doubt for me; And, if it be not broken, break, And heal it, if it be. Scripture: Isaiah 57:15

Let Sion and her Sons rejoice

Appears in 155 hymnals Topics: Complaint general Lyrics: 1 Let Sion and her Sons rejoice, Behold the promis'd Hour; Her GOD hath heard her mourning Voice, And comes t' exalt his Pow'r. 2 Her Dust and Ruins that remain, Are precious in our Eyes; Those Ruins shall be built again, And all that Dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem And stand in Glory there; Nations shall bow before his Name, And Kings attend with Fear. 4 He sits a Sov'reign on his Throne, With Pity in his Eyes; He hears the dying Pris'ners' Groan And sees their Sighs arise. 5 He frees the Souls condemn'd to Death, And when his Saints complain, It shan't be said, "That praying Breath "Was ever spent in vain." 6 This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long Record; That Ages yet unborn may read, And trust, and praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 102:13-21

Lord, how secure muy Conscience was

Appears in 129 hymnals Topics: Complaint of indwelling Sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, how secure my Conscience was, And felt no inward Dread! I was alive without the Law, And thought my Sins were dead. 2 My Hopes of Heav'n were firm and bright, But since the Precept came, With a convincing Pow'r and Light, I find how vile I am. [3 My Guilt appear'd but small before, Till terribly I saw How Perfect, Holy, Just, and Pure, Was thine eternal Law. 4 Then felt my Soul the heavy Load; My Sins reviv'd again I had provok'd a dreadful God, And all my Hopes were slain.] 5 I'm like a helpless Captive sold, Under the Pow'r of Sin; I cannot do the Good I would, Nor keep my Conscience clean. 6 My God, I cry with ev'ry Breath For some kind Pow'r to save, To break the Yoke of Sin and Death, And thus redeem the Slave. Scripture: Romans 5:8-9