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 (Corr. and enl.)

Editor: Joel Barlow
Publisher: Barlow and Babcock (Printer), Hartford, Conn., 1785
Denomination: Congregationalist Churches
Language: English
Notes: Psalms, Doxologies (D), and Hymns (H) are numbered separately.
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CXXVIaWhen God restor'd our captive stateTextPage Scan
CXXVIbWhen God reveal'd his gracious nameTextPage Scan
CXXVIIaIf God succeed not, all the costTextPage Scan
CXXVIIbIf God to build the house denyTextPage Scan
CXXVIIIO happy man, whose soul is fill'dTextPage Scan
CXXIXUp from my youth, may Israel sayTextPage Scan
CXXXaOut of the deeps of long distressTextPage Scan
CXXXbFrom deep distress and troubled thoughtsTextPage Scan
CXXXIIs there ambition in my heart?TextPage Scan
CXXXIIaWhere shall we go to seek and findTextPage Scan
CXXXIIbNo sleep nor slumber to his eyesTextPage Scan
CXXXIIIaLo, what an entertaining sightTextPage Scan
CXXXIIIbBlest are the sons of peaceTextPage Scan
CXXXIIIcHow pleasant 'tis to seeTextPage Scan
CXXXIVYe that obey th' immortal KingTextPage Scan
CXXXVaPraise ye the Lord, exalt his nameTextPage Scan
CXXXVbGreat is the Lord, exalted highTextPage Scan
CXXXVcAwake, ye saints: To praise your KingTextPage Scan
CXXXVIaGive thanks to God, the sovereign LordTextPage Scan
CXXXVIbGive thanks to God most highTextPage Scan
CXXXVIcGive to our God immortal praiseTextPage Scan
CXXXVIIAlong the banks where Babel's current flowsTextPage Scan
CXXXVIIIWith all my powers of heart and tongueTextPage Scan
CXXXIXaLord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'TextPage Scan
CXXXIXb'Twas from thy hand, my God, I cameTextPage Scan
CXXXIXcMy God, what inward grief I feelTextPage Scan
CXXXIXdIn all my vast concerns with theeTextPage Scan
CXXXIXeWhen I with pleasing wonder standTextPage Scan
CXXXIXfLord, when I count thy mercies o'erTextPage Scan
CXLProtect us, Lord, from fatal harmTextPage Scan
CXLIMy God, accept my early vowsTextPage Scan
CXLIITo God I made my sorrows knownTextPage Scan
CXLIIIMy righteous Judge, my gracious GodTextPage Scan
CXLIVaFor ever blessed be the LordTextPage Scan
CXLIVbLord, what is man, poor feeble manTextPage Scan
CXLIVcHappy the city, where their sonsTextPage Scan
CXLVaMy God, my King, thy various praiseTextPage Scan
CXLVbLong as I live I'll bless thy nameTextPage Scan
CXLVcSweet is the memory of thy graceTextPage Scan
CXLVdLet every tongue thy goodness speakTextPage Scan
CXLVIaPraise ye the Lord, my heart shall joinTextPage Scan
CXLVIbI'll praise my Maker with my breathTextPage Scan
CXLVIcPraise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raiseTextPage Scan
CXLVIIaLet Zion praise the mighty GodTextPage Scan
CXLVIIbWith songs and honours sounding loudTextPage Scan
CXLVIIIaYe tribes of Adam, joinTextPage Scan
CXLVIIIbLoud Hallelujahs to the LordTextPage Scan
CXLVIIIcLet every creature joinTextPage Scan
CXLIXAll ye that love the Lord, rejoiceTextPage Scan
CLIn God's own house pronounce his praiseTextPage Scan
D.ITo God the Father, God the SonTextPage Scan
D.IILet God the Father, and the SonTextPage Scan
D.IIIThe God of mercy be adoredTextPage Scan
D.IVYe angels round the throneTextPage Scan
D.VNow to the great and sacred threeTextPage Scan
D.VITo God the Father's throneTextPage Scan
H.IBehold the glories of the LambTextPage Scan
H.IIBehold, the grace appears!TextPage Scan
H.IIINaked as from the earth we cameTextPage Scan
H.IVLet every mortal ear attendTextPage Scan
H.VHow beauteous are their feetTextPage Scan
H.VIWho shall the Lord's elect condemnTextPage Scan
H.VIIOh, let me hear my Saviour sayTextPage Scan
H.VIIIHosanna to the royal SonTextPage Scan
H.IXBlest be the everlasting GodTextPage Scan
H.XBehold what wondrous graceTextPage Scan
H.XIJehovah speaks — let Israel hear!TextPage Scan
H.XIIYe sons of Adam, vain and youngTextPage Scan
H.XIIINow in the heat of youthful bloodTextPage Scan
H.XIVVain are the hopes, the sons of menTextPage Scan
H.XVNot all the outward forms on earthTextPage Scan
H.XVINor eye hath seen nor ear hath heardTextPage Scan
H.XVIIDeceiv'd by subtle snares of hellTextPage Scan
H.XVIIILord, how secure my conscience layTextPage Scan
H.XIXThus saith the first, the great, commandTextPage Scan
H.XXThe potter moulds the pliant clayTextPage Scan
H.XXIThe law by Moses cameTextPage Scan
H.XXIIChrist and his cross are all our themeTextPage Scan
H.XXIIIThus saith the mercy of the LordTextPage Scan
H.XXIVWith joy we meditate the graceTextPage Scan
H.XXVSaints, at your heavenly Father's wordTextPage Scan
H.XXVIBehold how sinners disagreeTextPage Scan
H.XXVIISo let our lips and lives expressTextPage Scan
H.XXVIIILet Pharisees of high esteemTextPage Scan
H.XXIXHad I the tongues of Greeks and JewsTextPage Scan
H.XXXMy thoughts on awful subjects rollTextPage Scan
H.XXXIWhy should we mourn departing friendsTextPage Scan
H.XXXIIOnce more, my soul, the rising dayTextPage Scan
H.XXXIIIDread Sovereign, let my evening songTextPage Scan
H.XXXIVWelcome, sweet day of restTextPage Scan
H.XXXVStoop down, my thoughts, which use to riseTextPage Scan
H.XXXVIHow short and hasty is our lifeTextPage Scan
H.XXXVIICome, holy Spirit, heavenly DoveTextPage Scan
H.XXXVIIIThe great Redeemer's goneTextPage Scan
H.XXXIXWith holy fear, and humble songTextPage Scan
H.XLHow vain are all things here below!TextPage Scan
H.XLITime, what an empty vapor 'tis!TextPage Scan
H.XLIISing to the Lord ye heavenly hosts TextPage Scan
H.XLIIIHark, from the tombs, a doleful soundTextPage Scan
H.XLIVBlest morning, whose young, dawning raysTextPage Scan

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