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Vain Man on foolish Pleasures bent

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P107c (1766) Topics: Church restored by prayer; Colonies Planted; Creation and Providence; Deliverance from shipwreck; Drunkard and Glutton; Intemperance pardoned; Isreal punished and pardoned; Isreal saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Isreal Travels in the Wilderness; Luxury pardoned; Mariners Psalm; Mercies recorded; Nation blest and punished; New-England Psalm; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Providence recorded; Saints conducted to heaven; Saints punished and pardoned; Seaman's Song; Weather Lyrics: 1 Vain Man, on foolish Pleasures bent, Prepares for his own Punishment; What Pains, what loathsome Maladies From Luxury and Lust arise! 2 The Drunkard feels his Vitals waste; Yet drowns his Health to please his Taste; Till all his active Pow'rs are lost, And fainting Life draws near the Dust. 3 The Glutton groans, and loaths to eat, His Soul abhors delicious Meat; Nature, with heavy Loads opprest, Would yield to death to be releas'd. 4 Then how the frighted Sinners fly To GOD for Help with earnest Cry! He hears their Groans, prolongs their Breath, And saves them from approaching Death. 5 No Med'cines could effect the Cure So quick, so easy, or so sure; The deadly Sentence GOD repeals, He sends his sov'reign Word and heals. 6 O may the Sons of Men record The wond'rous Goodness of the Lord! And let their thankful Off'rings prove How they adore their Maker's Love. Scripture: Psalm 107 Languages: English

Would you behold the Works of God

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P107d (1766) Topics: Church restored by prayer; Colonies Planted; Creation and Providence; Deliverance from shipwreck; Drunkard and Glutton; Intemperance pardoned; Isreal punished and pardoned; Isreal saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Isreal Travels in the Wilderness; Luxury pardoned; Mariners Psalm; Mercies recorded; Nation blest and punished; New-England Psalm; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Providence recorded; Saints conducted to heaven; Saints punished and pardoned; Seaman's Song; Weather Lyrics: 1 Would you behold the Works of God, His Wonders in the World abroad, Go with the Mariners, and trace The unknown Regions of the Seas. 2 They leave their native Shores behind, And seize the Favour of the Wind; Till GOD commands, and Tempests rise That heave the Ocean to the Skies. 3 Now to the Heav'ns they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful Deeps again; What strange Affrights young Sailors feel, And like a staggering Drunkard reel! 4 When Land is far, and Death is nigh, Lost to all Hope, to GOD they cry; His Mercy hears the loud Address, And sends Salvation in Distress. 5 He bids the Winds their Wrath asswage, The furious Waves forget their Rage; 'Tis calm; and Sailors smile to see The Haven where they wish'd to be. 6 O may the Sons of Men record The wond'rous Goodness of the Lord! Let them their private Off'rings bring, And in the Church his Glory sing. Scripture: Psalm 107 Languages: English

Thy Works of Glory, mighty Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P107e (1766) Topics: Church restored by prayer; Colonies Planted; Creation and Providence; Deliverance from shipwreck; Drunkard and Glutton; Intemperance pardoned; Isreal punished and pardoned; Isreal saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Isreal Travels in the Wilderness; Luxury pardoned; Mariners Psalm; Mercies recorded; Nation blest and punished; New-England Psalm; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Providence recorded; Saints conducted to heaven; Saints punished and pardoned; Seaman's Song; Weather Lyrics: 1 Thy Works of Glory, mighty Lord, Thy Wonders in the Deeps, The Sons of Courage shall record, Who trade in floating Ships. 2 At thy Command the Winds arise, And swell the tow'ring Waves; The Men astonish'd mount the Skies, And sink in gaping Graves. 3 [Again they climb the watry Hills, And plunge in Deeps again; Each like a tott'ring Drunkard reels, And finds his Courage vain. 4 Frighted to hear the Tempest roar, They pant with flutt'ring Breath, And hopeless of the distant Shore, Expect immediate Death.] 5 Then to the Lord they raise their Cries; He hears the loud Request, And orders Silence through the Skies, And lays the Floods to rest. 6 Sailors rejoice to lose their Fears, And see the Storm allay'd: Now to their Eyes the Port appears; There let their Vows be paid. 7 'Tis GOD, that brings them safe to Land; Let stupid Mortals know That Waves are under his Command, And all the Winds that blow. 8 O that the Sons of Men would praise The Goodness of the Lord! And those that see thy wond'rous Ways, Thy wond'rous Love record. Scripture: Psalm 107 Languages: English

When God provok'd with daring Crimes

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P107f (1766) Topics: Church restored by prayer; Colonies Planted; Creation and Providence; Deliverance from shipwreck; Drunkard and Glutton; Intemperance pardoned; Isreal punished and pardoned; Isreal saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan; Isreal Travels in the Wilderness; Luxury pardoned; Mariners Psalm; Mercies recorded; Nation blest and punished; New-England Psalm; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Providence recorded; Saints conducted to heaven; Saints punished and pardoned; Seaman's Song; Weather Lyrics: 1 When God provok'd with daring Crimes, Scourges the Madness of the Times, He turns their Fields to barren Sand, And dries the Rivers from the Land. 2 His Word can raise the Springs again, And make the wither'd Mountains green, Send show'ry Blessings from the Skies, And Harvests in the Desarts rise. 3 [Where nothing dwelt but Beasts of Prey, Or Men as fierce and wild as they, He bids th' Opprest and Poor repair, And builds them Towns and Cities there. 4 They sow the Fields, and Trees they plant, Whose yearly Fruit supplies their Want; Their Race grows up from fruitful Stocks, Their Wealth increases with their Flocks. 5 Thus they are blest; but if they sin, He lets the heathen Nations in; A savage Crew invades their Lands, Their Princes die by barb'rous Hands. 6 Their captive Sons expos'd to Scorn, Wander unpity'd and forlorn; The Country lies unfenc'd, untill'd, And Desolation spreads the Field. 7 Yet if the humbled Nation mourns, Again his dreadful Hand he turns; Again he makes their Cities thrive, And bids the dying Churches live.] 8 The Righteous, with a joyful Sense, Admire the Works of Providence; And Tongues of Atheists shall no more Blaspheme the GOD that Saints adore. 9 How few with pious Care record These wond'rous Dealings of the Lord; But wise Observers still shall find The Lord is holy, just, and kind. Scripture: Psalm 107 Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord: 'Tis good to raise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147a (1766) Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Britain's happiness; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God great and good; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Persecutions of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and Grace promised; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Rain from heaven; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'Tis good to raise Our Hearts and Voices in his Praise; His Nature and his Works invite To make this Duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers Nations to his Name; His Mercy melts the stubborn Soul, And makes the broken Spirit whole. 3 He form'd the Stars, those heav'nly Flames; He counts their Numbers, calls their Names; His Wisdom's vast, and knows no Bound, A Deep where all our Thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his Might; And all his Glories infinite: He crowns the Meek, rewards the Just, And treads the Wicked to the Dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his Clouds all round the Sky; There he prepares the fruitful Rain, Nor lets the Drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the Grass the Hills adorn; And cloaths the smiling Fields with Corn; The Beasts with Food his Hands supply, And the young Ravens when they cry. 7 What is the Creature's Skill or Force, The sprightly Man, the warlike Horse, The nimble Wit, the active Limb? All are too mean Delights for him. 8 But Saints are lovely in his Sight; He views his Children with Delight; He sees their Hope, he knows their Fear; And looks and loves his Image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147b (1766) Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Britain's happiness; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God great and good; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Persecutions of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and Grace promised; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Rain from heaven; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD, And make his Honours known abroad; He bid the Ocean round thee flow; Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so. 2 Thy Children are secure and blest; Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest; He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat, And adds his Blessing to their Meat. 3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter Rains; His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends, And thus the springing Corn defends. 4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground; His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound: Where is the Man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful Cold? 5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow; The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow; But he hath nobler Works and Ways To call the Britons to his Praise. 6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown, His Gospel through the Nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his Word To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

With Songs and Honours sounding loud

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147c (1766) Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Britain's happiness; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God great and good; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Persecutions of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and Grace promised; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Rain from heaven; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence Lyrics: 1 With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the Heav'ns he spreads his Cloud, And Waters veil the Sky. 2 He sends his Show'rs of Blessings down To chear the Plains below; He makes the Grass the Mountains crown, And Corn in Vallies grow. 3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat, He hears the Ravens cry; But Man who tastes his finest Wheat, Should raise his Honours high. 4 His steady Counsels change the Face Of the declining Year; He bids the Sun cut short his Race, And wint'ry Days appear. 5 His hoary Frost, his fleecy Snow, Descend and clothe the Ground; The liquid Streams forbear to flow, In icy Fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful Stores on high He pours the rattling Hail, The Wretch that dares this GOD defy Shall find his Courage fail. 7 He sends his Word, and melts the Snow, The Fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer Gales to blow, And bids the Spring return. 8 The changing Wind, the flying Cloud, Obey his mighty Word; With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English

The Glory of God in Creation and Providence

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.) #183 (1786) Topics: Creation and Providence; God his creation and providence; Praise for creation and providence; Providence in air, earth, and sea; Spring and Summer; Works of creation and providence; Creation and Providence; God his creation and providence; Praise for creation and providence; Providence in air, earth, and sea; Spring and Summer; Works of creation and providence First Line: My soul, thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread; Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; Clouds are his chariot when he flies On winged storms a-cross the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are flaming fires; And swift as thought their armies move To bear his vengeance or his love. 4 The world’s foundation by his hand Is pois'd and shall forever stand; He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd by the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bound, And in their channels walk their round; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the chrystal fountains flow, And cheer the vallies as they go; There gentle herds their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. Pause I. 9 God from his cloudy cistern pours On the parch'd earth enriching showers; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; With herbs for man of various power, To nourish nature, or to cure. 11 What noble fruit the vines produce! The olive yields in shining juice; Our hearts are cheer'd with generous wine, His gifts proclaim his love divine. 12 His bounteous hands our table spread, He fills our cheerful stores with bread; While food our vital strength imparts, Let daily praise inspire our hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately cedar stands Rais'd in the forest by his hands; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; And at the airy mountain’s foot, The feebler creatures make their cell; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring ask their meat from God; But when the morning-beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes; The night was made for his repose: Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill! And every land thy riches fill: Thy wisdom round the world we see, This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wandering in the paths below. 20 There ships divide their watery way, And flocks of scaly monsters play; The huge Leviathan resides, And fearless sports amid the tides. Pause III. 21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thy word, And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22 While each receives his different food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good: Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice and praise in different forms. 23 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And dying to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign: Life, breath and spirit, all are thine. 24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 25 His works the wonders of his might, Are honour'd with his own delight: How awful are his glorious ways! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet; Thy praises shall my breath employ Till it expire in endless joy. 28 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory bury'd with their dust, I to my God, my heavenly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English

The Glory of God in Creation and Providence

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #183 (1790) Topics: Creation and Providence; God his creation and providence; Praise for creation and providence; Providence in air, earth, and sea; Spring and Summer; Works of creation and providence; Creation and Providence; God his creation and providence; Praise for creation and providence; Providence in air, earth, and sea; Spring and Summer; Works of creation and providence First Line: My soul, thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread; Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; Clouds are his chariot when he flies On winged storms a-cross the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are flaming fires; And swift as thought their armies move To bear his vengeance or his love. 4 The world’s foundation by his hand Is pois'd and shall forever stand; He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd by the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bound, And in their channels walk their round; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the chrystal fountains flow, And cheer the vallies as they go; There gentle herds their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. Pause I. 9 God from his cloudy cistern pours On the parch'd earth enriching showers; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; With herbs for man of various power, To nourish nature, or to cure. 11 What noble fruit the vines produce! The olive yields a pleasing juice; Our hearts are cheer'd with generous wine, His gifts proclaim his love divine. 12 His bounteous hands our table spread, He fills our cheerful stores with bread; While food our vital strength imparts, Let daily praise inspire our hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately cedar stands Rais'd in the forest by his hands; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; And at the airy mountain’s foot; The feebler creatures make their cell; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring ask their meat from God; But when the morning beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes; The night was made for his repose: Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill! And every land thy riches fill: Thy wisdom round the world we see, This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wandering in the paths below. 20 There ships divide their watery way, And flocks of scaly monsters play; The huge Leviathan resides, And fearless sports amid the tides. Pause III. 21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thy word, And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22 While each receives his different food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good: Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice and praise in different forms. 23 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And dying to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign: Life, breath and spirit, all are thine. 24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 25 His works the wonders of his might, Are honour'd with his own delight: How awful are his glorious ways! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet; Thy praises shall my breath employ Till it expire in endless joy. 28 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory bury'd with their dust, I to my God, my heavenly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English

The Glory of God in Creaton and Providence

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #186b (1740) Topics: God his Creation and Provdence; Praise for creation and providence; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Works of creation and providence First Line: My Soul thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My Soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial Rays He in full Majesty appears And, like a Robe his Glory wears. 2 The Heav'ns are for his Curtains spread, Th' unfathomed Deep he makes his Bed; Clouds are his Chariot when he flies On winged Storms across the Skies. 3 Angels, whom his own Breath inspires, His Ministers, are flaming Fires; And swift as Thought their Armies move, To bear his Vengeance or his Love. 4 The World's Foundations by his Hand Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand; He binds the Ocean in his Chain, Lest it should drown the Earth again. 5 When Earth was cover'd with the Flood, Which high above the Mountains stood, He thunder'd, and the Ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed Bed. 6 The swelling Billows know their Bound, And in their Channels walk their Round; Yet thence convey'd by secret Veins, They spring on Hills and drench the Plains. 7 He bids the Crystal Fountains flow; And chear the Vallies as they go; Tame Heifers there their Thirst allay, And for the Stream wild Asses bray. 8 From pleasant Trees which shade the Brink, The Lark and Linnet light to drink Their Songs the Lark and Linnet raise, And chide our Silence in his Praise. Pause I 9 GOD from his cloudy Cistern pours On the parch'd Earth enriching Show'rs: The Grove, the Garden, and the Field, A Thousand joyful Blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy Food arise, And gives the Cattle large Supplies: With Herbs for Man, of various Pow'r, To nourish Nature, or to cure. 11 What noble Fruit the Vines produce! The Olive yields a shining juice; Our Hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous Wine, With inward Joy our Faces shine. 12 O bless his Name, ye Britons, fed With Nature's chief Supporter, Bread; While Bread your vital Strength imparts, Serve him with Vigour in your Hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately Cedar stands, Rais'd in the Forest by his Hands; Birds to the Boughs for Shelter fly, And build their Nests secure on high. 14 To craggy Hill ascends the Goat; And at the airy Mountain's Foot The feebler Creatures make their Cell; He gives them Wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the Sun his circling Race, Appoints the Moon to change her Face; And when thick Darkness veils the Day, Calls out wild Beasts to hunt their Prey. 16 Fierce Lions lead their Young abroad, And, roaring, ask their Meat from GOD; But when the Morning-Beams arise, The savage Beast to Covert flies. 17 Then Man to daily Labour goes; The Night was made for his Repose; Sleep is thy Gift, that sweet Relief From tiresome Toil and wasting Grief. 18 How strange thy Works! how great thy Skill! And ev'ry Land thy Riches fill: Thy Wisdom round the World we see; This spacious Earth is full of Thee. 19 Nor less thy Glories in the Deep, Where Fish in Millions swim and creep With wond'rous Motions, swift or slow, Still wand'ring in the Paths below. 20 There Ships divide their watry Way, And Flocks of scaly Monsters play; There dwells the huge Leviathan, And foams and sports in Spite of Man. Pause III 21 Vast are thy Works, Almighty Lord, All Nature rests upon thy Word, And the whole Race of Creatures stands, Waiting their Portion from thy Hands. 22 While each receives his diff'rent Food, Their chearful Looks pronounce it good: Eagles and Bears, and Whales and Worms, Rejoice and praise in diff'rent Forms. 23 But when thy Face is hid, they mourn, And dying, to their Dust return; Both Man and Beast their Souls resign; Life, Breath and Spirit, all is thine. 24 But thou canst breathe on Dust again, And fill the World with Beasts and Men; A Word of thy creating Breath Repairs the Wastes of Time and Death. 25 His Works, the Wonders of his Might, Are honour'd with his own Delight; How awful are his glorious Ways! The Lord is dreadful in his Praise. 26 The Earth stands trembling at thy Stroke, And at thy Touch the Mountains smoke; Yet humble Souls may see thy Face, And tell their Wants to sov'reign grace. 27 In Thee my Hopes and wishes meet, And make my Meditations sweet; Thy Praises shall my Breath employ, Till it expire in endless Joy. 28 While haughty Sinners die accurst, Their Glory bury'd with their Dust, I to my GOD, my heav'nly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English