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Precious Bible! what a treasure

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #29 (1812) Meter: Irregular Scripture: Psalm 19:10 Languages: English
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Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #44 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 62:5 Lyrics: 1 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will, Tumultuous passions all be still; Nor let a murm'ring thought arise; His ways are just, his councils wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals; But tho' his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heav'n, and earth, and air, and sea, He executes his firm decree; And by his saints it stands confest, That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat; And 'midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. Languages: English
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When first the God of boundless grace

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #48 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 85:10 Lyrics: 1 When first the GOD of boundless grace Disclos'd his kind design, To rescue our apostate race From mis'ry, shame, and sin; 2 Quick, through the realms of light and bliss, The joyful tidings ran; Each heart exulted at the news, That GOD would dwell with man. 3 Yet 'midst their joys they paus'd awhile And asked with strange surprise, "But how can injur'd justice smile; "Or look with pitying eyes? 4 ["Will the Almighty deign again "To visit yonder world; "And hither bring rebellious men, "Whence rebels once were hurl'd? 5 "Their tears, and groans, and deep distress "Aloud for mercy call; "But ah! must truth and righteousness "To mercy victims fall?" 6 So spake the friends of GOD and man, Delighted, yet surpris'd; Eager to know the wond'rous plan, That wisdom had devis'd.] 7 The Son of GOD attentive heard, And quickly thus reply'd, "In me let mercy be reve'd, "And justice satisfy'd. 8 "Behold! my vital blood I pour, "A sacrifice to GOD; "Let angry justice now no more "Demand the sinner's blood." 9 He spake, and heaven's high arches rung, With shouts of loud applause; "He dy'd," the friendly angels sung, Nor cease their rapturous joys. Languages: English
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Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #49(94) (1812) Meter: Irregular Scripture: Psalm 89 Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song; The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue: Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy free mercy I could not live here; Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair: But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Whene'er I mistake, thy kind mercy begins To melt me and then I can mourn for my sins; And, led by the Spirit to Jesus's blood, My sorrows are dry'd and my strength is renew'd. 4 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart; Dissolv'd by thy sun-shine, I fall to the ground And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 5 Thy mercy is endless, most tender and free; No sinner need doubt, since 'tis given to me; No merit will buy it, nor fears stop its course; Good works are the fruits of its freeness and force. 6 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell; 'Twas Jesus my friend when he hung on the tree, That open'd the channel of mercy for me. 7 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And covenant love of thy crucified Son; All praise to the Spirit whose witness divine Seals mercy and pardon, and righteousness MINE. Languages: English
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With one consent let all the earth

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #16 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 100 Lyrics: 1 With one consent let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise; Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, And sing before Him songs of praise. 2 Convinc'd that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed; We, whom he chooses for his own, The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 3 O enter then his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises bless. 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. Languages: English
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Great former of this various frame

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #60 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 102:25-28 Lyrics: 1 Great former of this various frame, Our souls adore thine awful name; And bow and tremble while thy praise, The Ancient of eternal days. 2 Thou, Lord, with unsurprised survey, Saw'st nature rising yesterday; And, as to-morrow, shall thine eye See earth and stars in ruin lie. 3 Beyond an angel's vision bright, Thou dwell'st in self-existent light; Which shines with undiminish'd ray, While suns and worlds in smoke decay. Pause. 4 Our days a transient period run, And change with every circling sun; And, in the firmest state we boast, A moth can crush us into dust. 5 But let the creature fall around: Let death consign us to the ground; Let the last general flame arise, And melt the arches of the skies, 6 Calm as the summer's ocean, we Can all the wreck of nature see, While grace secures us an abode, Unshaken as the throne of God. Languages: English
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When all thy mercies, O my God

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #62 (1812) Scripture: Psalm 103:1-5 Languages: English
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Ye sons of men, with joy record

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #56 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 107:31 Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the LORD; And let his power and goodness sound Thro' all your tribes the earth around. 2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, Those spacious fields of brilliant light; Where sun and moon and planets roll, And stars, that glow from pole to pole. 3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd, Its herbs and flowers, its fruits and shade; Peopled with life of various forms, Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns; That band remotest nations joins, And on each wave his goodness shines. 5 But O! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns incarnate love, God's only Son, in flesh array'd, For man a bleeding victim made. 6 Thither my soul with rapture soar There in the land of praise adore; The theme demands an angel's lay, Demands an everlasting day. Languages: English
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How precious is the book divine

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #28 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:105 Lyrics: 1 How precious is the book Divine, By inspiration given! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears; Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, thro' all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. Languages: English
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The joyful morn, my God, is come

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #2 (1812) Meter: Irregular Scripture: Psalm 122 Lyrics: 1 The joyful morn, my God, is come That calls me to thy honored dome Thy presence to adore: My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend, And tread the hallow'd floor. 2 Hither from Judah's utmost end, The Heaven protected tribes ascend; Their offerings hither bring: Here eager to attest their joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ And hail th'immortal king. 3 Be Peace implor'd by each on Thee, O Sion, while with bended knee To Jacob's God we pray: How bless'd who calls himself thy friend! Success his labor shall attend, And safety guard his way. 4 O may'st thou, free from hostile fear, Nor the loud voice of tumult hear, Nor war's wild waste deplore; May plenty nigh thee take her stand, And in thy courts with lavish hand, Distribute all her store. 5 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail, How can my tongue, O Sion, fail To bless thy lov'd abode? How cease the zeal that in me glows, Thy good to seek, whose walls inclose The mansions of my God? Languages: English

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