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Pardoning Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #234a (1790) Topics: Distress relieved; Distress relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts,
To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries:
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.
2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.
3 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and wish for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display!
4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain:
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Pardoning Grace
Pardoning Grace
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.) #248 (1786) Topics: Distress relieved; Distress relieved First Line: Out of the deeps of long distress Lyrics: 1 Out of the deeps of long distress,
The borders of despair,
I sent my cries to seek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
2 Great God, should thy severer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,
No mortal flesh could stand.
3 But there are pardons with my God,
For crimes of high degree!
Thy Son has bought them with his blood,
To draw us near to thee.
4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord,
With strong desires I wait;
My soul, invited by thy word
Stands watching at thy gate.]
5 [Just as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning skies,
Watch the first beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes;
6 So waits my soul to see thy grace
And more intent than they,
Meets the first openings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day.]
7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust,
Let Israel seek his face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous is his grace.
8 There’s full redemption at his throne,
For sinners long enslav'd;
The great Redeemer is his son:
And Israel shall be sav'd. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Pardoning Grace
Pardoning Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248 (1787) Topics: Distress relieved; Distress relieved First Line: Out of the deeps of long distress Lyrics: 1 Out of the deeps of long distress,
The borders of despair,
I sent my cries to seek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
2 Great God, should thy severer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,
No mortal flesh could stand.
3 But there are pardons with my God,
For crimes of high degree!
Thy Son has bought them with his blood,
To draw us near to thee.
4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord,
With strong desires I wait;
My soul, invited by thy word
Stands watching at thy gate.]
5 [Just as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning skies,
Watch the first beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes;
6 So waits my soul to see thy grace
And more intent than they,
Meets the first openings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day.]
7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust,
Let Israel seek his face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous is his grace.
8 There’s full redemption at his throne,
For sinners long enslav'd;
The great Redeemer is his son:
And Israel shall be sav'd. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Pardoning Grace
Pardoning Grace
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.) #249a (1786) Topics: Distress relieved; Distress relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts,
To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries:
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.
2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.
3 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and wish for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display!
4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain:
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Pardoning Grace
Pardoning Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249a (1787) Topics: Distress relieved; Distress relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts,
To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries:
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.
2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.
3 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and wish for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display!
4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain:
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Pardoning Grace
Psalm 51 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.121 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Distress relieved First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics:
Lord, I would spread my sore distress
And guilt before thine eyes;
Against thy laws, against thy grace,
How high my crimes arise!
Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell,
And crush my flesh to dust,
Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well,
And earth must own it just.
I from the stock of Adam came,
Unholy and unclean;
All my original is shame,
And all my nature sin.
Born in a world of guilt, I drew
Contagion with my breath;
And as my days advanced, I grew
A juster prey for death.
Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul
With thy forgiving love;
O make my broken spirit whole,
And bid my pains remove.
Let not thy Spirit quite depart,
Nor drive me from thy face;
Create anew my vicious heart,
And fill it with thy grace.
Then will I make thy mercy known
Before the sons of men;
Backsliders shall address thy throne,
And turn to God again.
Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English
Psalm 51 Part 1
Psalm 130
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.298 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Distress relieved First Line: Out of the deeps of long distress Lyrics:
Out of the deeps of long distress,
The borders of despair,
I sent my cries to seek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
Great God, should thy severer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,
No mortal flesh could stand.
But there are pardons with my God
For crimes of high degree;
Thy Son has bought them with his blood,
To draw us near to thee.
[I wait for thy salvation, Lord,
With strong desires I wait;
My soul, invited by thy word,
Stands watching at thy gate.]
[Just as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning skies,
Watch the first beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes;
So waits my soul to see thy grace,
And, more intent than they,
Meets the first openings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day.]
[Then in the Lord let Isr'el trust,
Let Isr'el seek his face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous is his grace.
There's full redemption at his throne
For sinners long enslaved;
The great Redeemer is his Son,
And Isr'el shall be saved.]
Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Psalm 130
Psalm 130
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.299 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Distress relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics:
From deep distress and troubled thoughts
To thee, my God, I raised my cries;
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.
But thou hast built thy throne of grace
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope and love, as well as fear.
As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long, and wish for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display?
My trust is fixed upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain;
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son;
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done.
Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English
Psalm 130
A Song of Deliverance from great distress
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #73 (1740) Topics: Deliverance from deep distress First Line: I waited patient for the Lord Lyrics: 1 I waited patient for the Lord,
He bow'd to hear my Cry;
He saw me resting on his Word,
And brought Salvation nigh.
2 He rais'd me from a horrid Pit,
Where mourning long I lay,
And from my Bonds releas'd my Feet,
Deep Bonds of miry Clay.
3 Firm on a Rock he made me stand,
And taught my chearful Tongue
To praise the Wonders of his Hand,
In a new thankful Song.
4 I'll spread his Works of Grace abroad;
The Saints with Joy shall hear;
And Sinners learn to make my GOD
Their only Hope and fear.
5 How many are thy Thoughts of Love!
Thy Mercies, Lord, how great!
We have not Words nor Hours enough,
Their numbers to repeat.
6 When I'm afflicted, poor and low,
And light and peace depart,
My God beholds my heavy woe,
And bears me on his Heart. Scripture: Psalm 40:1-5 Languages: English
A Song of Deliverance from great distress
Orignal and actual Sin confessed and pardoned
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #98 (1740) Topics: Distress relieved First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore Distress 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 Shouldst thou condemn my Soul to Hell,
And crush my Flesh to Dust,
Heav'n would approve thy Vengeance well,
And Earth must own it just.
3 I from the Stock of Adam came,
Unholy and unclean;
All my Original is Shame,
And all my Nature Sin.
4 Born in a World of Guilt, I drew
Contagion with my Breath;
And as my Days advanc'd, I grew
A juster Prey for Death.
5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and chear my Soul
With thy forgiving Love;
O make my broken Spirit whole,
And bid my Pains remove.
6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart,
Nor drive me from thy Face;
Create anew my vicious Heart,
And fill it with thy Grace.
7 Then will I make thy Mercy known
Before the Sons of Men;
Backsliders shall address thy Throne,
And turn to GOD again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English
Orignal and actual Sin confessed and pardoned
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