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The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #249 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249 (1790) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #266a (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #266a (1787) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #247 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #247 (1790) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saweth the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #263 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #263 (1787) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his Image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #260 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: When I with pleasing Wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing Wonder stand, And all my Frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy Work I own thy Hand Thus built my humble Clay. 2 Thy Hand my Heart and Reins possest, Where unborn Nature grew; Thy Wisdom all my Features trac'd, And all my Members drew. 3 Thine Eye with nicest Care survey'd The Growth of ev'ry Part; 'Till the whole Scheme thy Thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy Art. 4 Heav'n, earth, and sea, and Fire, and Wind, Shew me thy wond'rous Skill But I review myself, and find Diviner Wonders still. 5 Thy awful Glories round me shine, My Flesh proclaims thy Praise; Lord, to thy Works of Nature join Thy Miracles of Grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #257 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came, A Work of such a curious Frame In me thy fearful Wonders shine, And each proclaims thy Skill divine. 2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs survey, Which yet in dark Confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Formed by the Model of thy Book. 3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd, And what thy sov'reign Counsels fram'd, The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart, Was copy'd with unerring Art. 4 At last, to shew my Maker's Name, GOD stamp'd his Image on my Frame, And in some unknown Moment join'd The finish'd Members to the Mind. 5 There the young Seeds of Thought began, And all the Passions of the Man: Great GOD, our infant Nature pays Immortal Tribute to thy Praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on Life's busy Stage, Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the Ocean o'er, And count each Sand that makes the Shore, Before my swiftest Thoughts could trace The num'rous Wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my Heart are still imprest, With these I give my Eyes to Rest; And at my waking Hour I find GOD and his Love possess my Mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #246 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #246 (1790) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is their. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God they'er both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #248a (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #248b (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248a (1790) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248b (1790) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #250a (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #250a (1790) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #262 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #262 (1787) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #264 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #264 (1787) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #265 (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #265 (1787) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #266b (1786) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #266b (1787) Topics: Nature of Man; Nature of Man First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.318 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. Thy hand my heart and reins possessed Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features traced, And all my members drew. Thine eye with nicest care surveyed The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copied by thy art. Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, Show me thy wondrous skill But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. Thy aweful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

When I with pleasing wonder stand

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #57 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. Thy hand my heart and reins possessed Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features traced, And all my members drew. Thine eye with nicest care surveyed The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copied by thy art. Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, Show me thy wondrous skill But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. Thy aweful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Deep in the dust before Thy throne

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #89 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Deep in the dust before Thy throne, Our guilt and our disgrace we own; Great God! we own the unhappy name Whence sprang our nature and our shame. 2 But whilst our spirits, filled with awe, Behold the terrors of Thy law, We sing the honors of Thy grace, That sent to save our ruin'd race. 3 We sing Thine everlasting Son, Who join'd our nature to His own; The second Adam, from the dust Raises the ruins of the first. 4 Where sin did reign, and death abound, There have the sons of Adam found Abounding life; there glorious grace Reigns through the Lord our righteousness. Languages: English

When I with pleasing Wonder stand

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139e (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing Wonder stand, And all my Frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy Work I own thy Hand Thus built my humble Clay. 2 Thy Hand my Heart and Reins possest, Where unborn Nature grew; Thy Wisdom all my Features trac'd, And all my Members drew. 3 Thine Eye with nicest Care survey'd The Growth of ev'ry Part; 'Till the whole Scheme thy Thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy Art. 4 Heav'n, Earth, and Sea, and Fire and Wind, Shew me thy wond'rous Skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner Wonders still. 5 Thy awful Glories round me shine, My Flesh proclaims thy Praise; Lord, to thy Works of Nature join Thy Miracles of Grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.315 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of man First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #56 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139b (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came, A Work of such a curious Frame; In me thy fearful Wonders shine, And each proclaims thy Skill divine. 2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs survey, Which yet in dark Confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Formed by the Model of thy Book. 3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd, And what thy sov'reign Counsels fram'd, The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart, Was copy'd with unerring Art. 4 At last, to shew my Maker's Name, GOD stamp'd his Image on my Frame, And in some unknown Moment join'd The finish'd Members to the Mind. 5 There the young Seeds of Thought began, And all the Passions of the Man, Great GOD, our infant Nature pays Immortal Tribute to thy Praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing Age I've acted on Life's busy Stage, Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the Ocean o'er, And count each Sand that makes the Shore, Before my swiftest Thoughts could trace The num'rous Wonders of thy Grace. 8 These on my Heart are still imprest, With these I give my Eyes to Rest; And at my waking Hour I find GOD and his Love possess my Mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Lord, I would spread my sore distress

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #88 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before Thine eyes; Against Thy laws, against Thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 3 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With Thy forgiving love; And make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 4 Let not Thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from Thy face; Create anew my sinful heart, And fill it with Thy grace. Languages: English

Buried in shadows of the night

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #90 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Buried in shadows of the night, We lie till Christ restores the light; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. 2 Our very frame is mix'd with sin; His Spirit makes our natures clean; Such virtues from His suff'rings flow, At once to cleanse and pardon too. 3 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, Binding his slaves in heavy chains; He sets the prisoners free, and breaks The iron bondage from our necks. 4 Poor, helpless worms in Thee possess Grace, wisdom, power and righteousness; Thou art our mighty all, and we Give our whole selves, O Lord, to Thee. Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.314 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of man First Line: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through Lyrics: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through, Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning lips they break. Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. Or from thy dreadful glory run? If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.316 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of man First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane Take thy tremendous name in vain. Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me. Lord, search my soul, try every thought; Though my own heart accuse me not Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? O turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.317 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.319 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee! Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

Lord! thou hast search'd and seen me thro'

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #10 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through, Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning lips they break. Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. Or from thy dreadful glory run? If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

In all my vast concerns with thee

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #11 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sin has a thousand treacherous arts

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #91 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Sin has a thousand treacherous arts To practise on the mind; With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young; And while the heedless wretch believes, She makes his fetters strong. 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, And gives a fair pretence; But cheats the soul of heavenly things, And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair Grew the forbidden food; Our mother took the poison there, And tainted all her blood. Languages: English

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #92 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of Man, corrupt Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine! 2 But, oh, their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. 3 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain, Their songs of softest harmony Are but a prelude to their pain. 4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood; Lord, ’tis enough that Thou art mine, My life, my portion and my God. Languages: English

Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139a (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand, On every Side I find thy Hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast, Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service, and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into Day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes; Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

My GOD, what inward Grief I feel

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139c (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 My GOD, what inward Grief I feel When impious Men transgress thy Will! I mourn to hear their Lips profane Take thy tremendous Name in vain. 2 Does not my Soul detest and hate The Sons of Malice and Deceit? Those that oppose thy Laws and Thee, I count them Enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my Soul, try ev'ry Thought; Though my own Heart accuse me not Of walking in a false Disguise, I beg the Trial of thine Eyes. 4 Doth secret Mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown Sin? O turn my Feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect Way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

In all my vast Concerns with Thee

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139d (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 In all my vast Concerns with Thee, In vain my Soul would try To shun thy Presence, Lord, or flee The Notice of thine Eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding Sight surveys My Rising and my Rest; My public Walks, my private Ways, And Secrets of my Breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within; And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word, He knows the Sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and high! Where can a Creature hide? Within thy circling Arms I lie, Beset on ev'ry Side. 5 So let thy Grace surround me still, And like a Bulwark prove, To guard my Soul from ev'ry Ill, Secur'd by sov'reign Love. Pause 6 Lord, where shall guilty Souls retire, forgotten and unknown? In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire, In Heav'n thy glorious Throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital Breath, To 'scape the Wrath divine, Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death, And make the Grave resign. 8 If, wing'd with Beams of Morning Light, I fly beyond the West, Thy Hand, which must support my Flight, Would soon betray my Rest. 9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night, Those flaming Eyes that guard thy Law Would turn the Shades to Light. 10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour, Are both alike to Thee: O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139f (1766) Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er, They strike me with Surprize; Not all the Sands that spread the Shore To equal Numbers rise. 2 My Flesh with Fear and Wonder stands, The Product of thy Skill; And hourly Blessings from thy Hands Thy Thoughts of Love reveal. 3 These on my Heart by Night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the Hour that ends my Sleep Still find my Thoughts with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English

The All-Seing GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #256 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand On every Side I find thy Hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast! Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes: Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, And Grace try'd; or, The Heart-searching God

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #258 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: My GOD, what inward Grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My GOD, what inward Grief I feel When impious Men transgress thy Will! I mourn to hear their Lips profane Take thy tremendous Name in vain. 2 Does not my Soul detest and hate The Sons of Malice and Deceit? Those that oppose thy Laws and Thee, I count them Enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my Soul, try ev'ry Thought; Though my own Heart accuse me not Of walking in a false Disguise, I beg the Trial of thine Eyes. 4 Doth secret Mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown Sin? O turn my Feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect Way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

GOD is every where

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #259 (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: In all my vast Concerns with Thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast Concerns with Thee, In vain my Soul would try To shun thy Presence, Lord, or flee The Notice of thine Eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding Sight surveys My Rising and my Rest, My public Walks, my private Ways, And Secrets of my Breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within; And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word He knows the Sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and High! Where can a Creature hide? Within thy circling Arms I lye, Beset on ev'ry Side. 5 So let thy Grace surround me still, And like a Bulwark prove, To guard my Soul from ev'ry Ill, Secur'd by sov'reign Love. Pause 6 Lord, where shall guilty Souls retire, forgotten and unknown? In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire, In Heav'n thy glorious Throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital Breath, To 'scape the Wrath Divine, Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death, And make the Grave resign. 8 If wing'd with Beams of Morning Light, I fly beyond the West, Thy Hand, which must support my Flight, Would soon betray my Rest. 9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night, Those flaming Eyes that guard thy Law Would turn the Shades to Light. 10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour Are both alike to Thee; O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

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