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With my whole heart I'll raise my song

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.IX.I (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 9:1-5 Lyrics: 1 With my whole heart I’ll raise my song, Thy wonders I’ll proclaim; Thou sov'reign judge of right and wrong Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I’ll sing thy majesty and grace; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteousness, And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor oppress'd; To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men that know Thy name will trust In thy abundant grace; For thou hast ne’er forsook the just, Who humbly seek thy face. 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion’s Hill, Who executes his threat'ning word, Whose works his grace fulfil. Topics: Wrath and Mercy from the Judgment Seat Languages: English

When the great Judge, supreme and just

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.IX.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 9:6-13 Lyrics: 1 When the great Judge, supreme and just, Shall once inquire for blood; The humble souls that mourn in dust Shall find a faithful God. 2 He from the dreadful gates of death Does his own children raise; In Zion’s gates with cheerful breath, They sing their Father’s praise. 3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet, Into the pit they made; And sinners perish in the net That their own hands have spread. 4. Thus by thy judgment, mighty God, Are thy deep counsels known; When men of mischief are destroy'd, The snare must be their own. 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell; Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel Against thy known commands. 6 Though saints to sore distress are brought, And wait, and long complain, Their cries shall never be forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. 7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, To judge and save the poor; Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more. 8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put their hearts to pain, Make them confess, that thou art God, And they but feeble men.] Topics: The Wisdom and Equity of Providence Languages: English

Why doth the Lord depart so far

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.X (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 10 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 the laws? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And slight their righteous cause? 3 They cast thy judgments 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. 5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say with foolish pride, The God of heav'n will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's side? 6 But thou for ever art our Lord; And pow'rful 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. Topics: Prayer heard, and Saints saved Languages: English

My refuge is the God of love

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XI (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 11 Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love; Why do my foes insult and cry, Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove, To distant woods or mountains fly? 2 If government be all destroy'd, (This firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? 3 The Lord in heav’n has fix'd his throne, His eye surveys the world below: To him all mortal things are known; His eye-lids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far, To prove their love and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear? His soul abhors their wicked ways. 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Sulphurous flames of wasting death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom, with his angry breath. 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls Whose thoughts and actions are sincere, And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear. Topics: God loves the Righteous, and hates the Wicked Languages: English

Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 12 Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion loses ground! The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair, deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own," they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of pow'r and pride, And bears the sword in vain. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold,; When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold: 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on! Hast thou not given this sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free" 8 Thy word, like silver sev’n times try'd, Through ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Topics: Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners Languages: English

How long wilt thou conceal thy face?

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XIII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 13 Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal Thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav’nly rays That chase my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around mine eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death’s eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace Whence all my comforts spring: I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Topics: Complaint under the Temptation of the Devil Languages: English

Are sinners now so senseless grown

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XIV.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 14 Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise; Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust; Great God, confound their pride. 4 O that the joyful day were come To finish our distress! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. Topics: The Folly of Persecutors Languages: English

Fools, in their hearts believe and say

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XIV.I (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 14:1-6 Lyrics: 1 Fools, in their hearts believe and say, "That all religion’s vain, "There is no God that reigns on high, "Or minds th’affairs of men." 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane, Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord, from his celestial throne Look'd down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 4 By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same; There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand, There’s none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease; How swift to mischief are their feet: Nor know the paths of peace. 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 'Till grace refine the ground. Topics: By Nature all men are Sinners Languages: English

Who shall inhabit in thy hill

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XV (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 15 Lyrics: 1 Who shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace. 2 The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker’s promis'd grace, And follows his commands. 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbour wrong. 4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And tho' to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never wrong the poor; This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heav’n secure. Topics: Character of a Saint Languages: English

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

Hymnal: CHBC1816 #P.XVI.I (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 16:1-4 Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need; For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the songs of mirth To give a relish to their wine; I love the men of heav’nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Topics: Confession of our Poverty; and, Saints in the best Company Languages: English