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The Fall and Recovery of Man: Or, Christ and Satan at enmity

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #H.XVII (1785) Scripture: Genesis 3:1 First Line: Deceiv'd by subtle snares of hell Lyrics: 1 Deceiv'd by subtle snares of hell, Adam, our head, our father, fell; His unborn race receiv'd the wound, And heavy curses smote the ground. 2 Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord — But satan found a worse reward; "Let everlasting hatred be "Betwixt the woman's seed and thee. 3 "The woman's seed shall be my Son; "He shall destroy what thou hast done — "Shall break thy head — and only feel "Thy malice raging at his heel." 4 He spake — and bade four thousand years Roll on — at length his Son appears; Angels, with joy descend to earth, And sing the young Redeemer's birth. 5 Lo, by the sons of hell he dies! But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies, He gave their prince a fatal blow, And triumph'd o'er the powers below. Languages: English

Children devoted to God

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #H.XXIII (1785) Scripture: Genesis 17:7 First Line: Thus saith the mercy of the Lord Lyrics: 1 Thus saith the mercy of the Lord, "I'll be a God to thee; "I'll bless thy numerous race — and they "Shall be a seed for me." 2 Abra'm believ'd the promis'd grace, And gave his sons to God; But water seals the blessing now, That once was seal'd with blood. 3 Thus Lydia sanctify'd her house, When she receiv'd the word; Thus the believing jailor gave This houshold to the Lord. 4 Thus later saints, eternal king, Thine ancient truth embrace; To thee their infant offspring bring, And humbly claim the grace. Languages: English

Submission and Deliverance

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #H.XXV (1785) Scripture: Genesis 22:6 First Line: Saints, at your heavenly Father's word Lyrics: 1 Saints, at your heavenly Father's word, Give up your honours to the Lord; He shall restore what you resign, Or grant you blessings more divine. 2 So Abra'm with obedient hand, Led forth his son at God's command; The wood, the fire, the knife, he took, His arm prepar'd the dreadful stroke. 3 "Abra'm, forbear, the angel cry'd, "Thy faith is known, thy love is try'd; "Thy son shall live — and in thy race "Shall all the nations learn my grace." 4 Just in the last distressing hour Tie Lord displays delivering power; The mount of danger is the place Where we shall see surprising grace. Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #H.III (1785) Scripture: Job 1:21 First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis GOD that lifts our comforts high Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then; Let each rebellious sigh, Be silent at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, That strikes our comforts dead. Languages: English

The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #Ia (1785) Scripture: Psalm 1 First Line: Blest is the man who shuns the place Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man who shuns the place, Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat. 2 But in the statutes of the Lord, Has plac'd his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night. 3 [He like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state.] 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair Shall his Profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so the impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgement shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ the judge at his right-hand Appoints his saints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell. Languages: English

The Saint happy, the Sinner miserable

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #Ib (1785) Scripture: Psalm 1 First Line: The man is ever blest Lyrics: 1 The man is ever blest, Who shuns the sinners' ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place: 2 But makes the law of GOD His study and delight, Amidst the labours of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live, His works are heavenly fruit. 4 Not so th' ungoldy race, They no such blessings find: Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgement seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right-hand In full assembly meet? 6 He knows and he approves The ways the righteous go: But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. Languages: English

The Difference between the Righteous and the Wicked

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #Ic (1785) Scripture: Psalm 1 First Line: Happy the man, whose cautious feet Lyrics: 1 Happy the man, whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go, Who hates the place where Atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. 2 He loves t' employ his morning-light Among the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure pond'ring o'er the word. 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And heaven will shine with kindest beams, On ev'ry work his hands begin. 4 But sinners find their counsels cross'd; As chaff before the tempest flies; So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge with stern command Divides him to a different place. 6 "Strait is the way my saints have trod, "I bless'd the path, and drew it plain; "But you would chuse the crooked road; "And down it leads to endless pain. Languages: English

Christ Dying, Rising, Interceding, and Reignings

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 2 First Line: Maker and Sovereign Lord Lyrics: 1 [Maker and Sovereign Lord Of heaven and earth and seas, Thy providence confirms thy word, And answers thy decrees. 2 The things so long foretold By David are fulfill'd; When Jews and Gentiles join'd to slay Jesus, thine holy Child.] 3 Why did the Gentiles rage, And Jews, with one accord Join all their councils to destroy Th' Anointed of the Lord? 4 Rulers and kings agree To form a vain design; Against the Lord their powers unite, Against his Christ they join. 5 The Lord derides their rage, And will support his throne; He that hath rais'd him from the dead, Hath own'd him for his Son. Pause. 6 Now he's ascended high, To rule the subject earth; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heav'nly birth. 7 Beneath his sovereign sway The Gentile nations bend; Far as the world's remotest bounds, His kingdom shall extend. 8 The nations that rebel, Must feel his iron rod; He'll vindicate those honours well Which he receiv'd from God. 9 [Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at his throne; With trembling joy, ye people bow, To God's exalted Son. 10 If once his wrath arise, Ye perish on the place; Then blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace.] Languages: English

Christ's Death, Resurrection, and Ascension

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IIc (1785) Scripture: Psalm 2 First Line: Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? Lyrics: 1 Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? The Romans, why their swords employ? Against the Lord their powers engage, His dear Anointed to destroy? 2 "Come, let us break his bands, they say, "This man shall never give us laws;" And thus they cast his yoke away, And nail'd the Monarch to the cross. 3 But GOD, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controls; He'll smite their hearts with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4 "I will maintain the King I made "On Zion's everlasting hill, "My hand shall bring him from the dead, "And he shall stand your Sovereign still. 5 [His wond'rous rising from the earth Makes his eternal Godhead known; The Lord declares his heavenly birth: "This day have I begot my Son. 6 "Ascend, my Son, to my right-hand, "There thou shalt ask, and I bestow "The utmost bounds of heathen lands; "To thee their suppliant tribes shall bow."] 7 But nations that resist his grace Shall fall beneath his lifted rod; His arm shall crush the impious race, That dares provoke th' avenging GOD. Pause. 8 Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord the Lamb: Now to his feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name. 9 With humble love address the Son, Lest he grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, His love gives life above the sky. 10 His storms shall quell the stubborn foe, And sink his honours in the dust: Happy the souls, their God that know, And make his grace their only trust. Languages: English

Doubts and Fears suppressed; or, God our Defence from Sin and Satan

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IIIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 3 First Line: My God, how many are my fears? Lyrics: 1 My God how many are my fears? How fast my foes increase? Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 2 Thy lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in heaven, And all my growing sins appear Too great to be forgiven. 3 But thou, my glory, and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. 4 [I cry'd, and from his holy hill He bow'd a listening ear; I call'd my Father, and my GOD, And he subdued my fear. 5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I 'woke, and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose.] 6 What tho' the hosts of death and hell All arm'd against me stood; Terrors no more shall shake my soul; My refuge is my GOD. 7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, While I thy glory sing; My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And death has lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save; Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave. Languages: English

A Morning Psalm

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IIIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 3:1-5 First Line: O Lord, how many are my foes Lyrics: 1 O Lord, how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood? My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. 2 Tired with the burdens of the day, To thee I rais'd an evening cry: Thou heardst when I began to pray, And thine Almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid I laid me down and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustain'd me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong: He rais'd my Head to see the light, And makes his praise my morning song. Languages: English

Hearing of Prayer; or GOD our Portion, and Christ our Hope

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IVa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 4:1-4 First Line: O God of grace and righteousness Lyrics: 1 O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain: Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame; How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviours name? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside; He hears and pities their complaints, For the dear sake of Christ that died. 4 When our obedient bands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking Many say, "Who will bestow some earthly good? But, Lord, thy light and love we pray; Our souls desire this heavenly food. 6 Then shall my chearful powers rejoice At grace divine, and love so great; Nor will I change my happy choice For all their wealth and boasted state. Languages: English

An Evening Hymn

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IVb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 4:3-5 First Line: Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray; I am for ever thine; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, ’Tis sweet conversing on my bed, With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I’ll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. Languages: English

For the Lord's Day Morning

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #V (1785) Scripture: Psalm 5 First Line: Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear Lyrics: 1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my prayer To thee lift up mine eye. 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thine holy court, And worship in thy fear. 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet, In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty strait And plain before my face. Pause. 6 My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet astray; They flatter with a base design, To make my soul their prey. 7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust, And all his plots destroy; While those that in thy mercy trust, For ever shout for joy. 8 The men that love and fear thy name, Shall see their hopes fulfill'd; The mighty God will compass them With favour as a shield. Languages: English

Complaint in Sickness; or, Diseases healed

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 6 First Line: In Anger, Lord, do not chastise Lyrics: 1 In Anger, Lord, do not chastise. Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thine awful wrath arise Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppress'd, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? My eyes consum'd with grief? How long, my God, how long, before Thine hand afford relief? 5 He hears his mourning children speak, He pities all our groans, And saves us for his mercy’s sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath: For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Languages: English

Temptations in Sickness overcome

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 6 First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty GOD, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts, depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and chear my heart. Languages: English

God's Care of his People, and Punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VII (1785) Scripture: Psalm 7 First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my GOD: Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abus'd my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power control; Awake to judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my soul. Pause. 6 [Let sinners, and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just! 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spight. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the Lord. Languages: English

God's Sovereignty and Goodness; and Man's Dominion over the Creatures

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VIIIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 8 First Line: O Lord, our heavenly King Lyrics: 1 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondering eyes, And see the moon complete in light Adorn the darksome skies: 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, A-kin to dust and worms? 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so! Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And lord of all below. 5 Thine honours crown his head, While beasts, like slaves obey, And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. 6 How rich thy bounties are! And wondrous are thy ways: Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise. 7 From mouths of feeble babes And Sucklings, thou canst draw Surprizing honours to thy name, And strike the world with awe. 8 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine: Thy glories round the earth is spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.] Languages: English

Christ's Condescension and Glorification; or, God made Man

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VIIIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 8 First Line: O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great Lyrics: 1 O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name! The glories of thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. 2 When I behold your works on high, The moon that rules the night, The shining stars that grace the sky, Those moving worlds of light; 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou shouldst visit him with grace, And love his nature so? 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than the angels are, To save a dying worm. 5 [Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown, And men would not adore, Behold obedient nature own, His Godhead and his power. 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet, And fish, at his command, Bring their large shoals to Peter's net, Bring tribute to his hand. 7 These smaller glories of the Son, Shone through the fleshy cloud; Now we behold him on his throne, And men confess him GOD.] 8 Let him with majesty be crown'd, Who bow'd his head to death; And his eternal honours sound, From all things that have breath. 9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name! The glories of thy heavenly state Let the whole earth proclaim. Languages: English

The Hosanna of the Children; Or, Infants praising God

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VIIIc (1785) Scripture: Psalm 8:1-2 First Line: Almighty Ruler of the skies Lyrics: 1 Almighty Ruler of the skies, Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. 2 To thee the voices of the young, There sounding notes of honour raise; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy power assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground, To still the bold blasphemer's rage, And all their policies confound. 4 Children amidst thy temple throng To see their great Redeemer's face; The Son of David, is their song, And loud Hosannas fill the place. 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their breasts, While Jewish babes proclaim their King. Languages: English

Adam and Christ, Lords of the Old and New Creation

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #VIIId (1785) Scripture: Psalm 8:3-9 First Line: Lord, what was man when made at first Lyrics: 1 Lord, what was man, when made at first, Adam the Offspring of the dust, That thou shouldst set him and his race But just below an angel's place? 2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so, And make him lord of all below, Make every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet? 3 But O! what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state! What honours shall thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born? 4 See him below his angels made; Behold him number'd with the dead, To save a ruin'd world from sin; But he shall reign with power divine. 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all The mis'ries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Saviour's feet. Languages: English

Wrath and Mercy from the Judgement Seat

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IXa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 9:12 First Line: With my whole heart I'll raise my song Lyrics: 1 With my whole heart I'll raise my song, Thy wonders I'll proclaim; Thou sovereign judge of right and wrong Wilt put thy 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. Languages: English

The Wisdom and Equity of Providence

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #IXb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 9:12 First Line: When the great Judge supreme and just Lyrics: 1 When the great Judge supreme and just Shall once enquire 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 chearful 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, In snares that were their own. Pause. 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. Languages: English

Prayer heard, and Saints saved; or Pride, Atheism and Oppression punished

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #X (1785) Scripture: Psalm 10 First Line: Why doth the Lord depart so far 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 thy laws? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And slight the righteous cause. 3 They cast thy judgements 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. Pause. 5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say with foolish pride, "The GOD of Heaven will ne'er engage "To fight on Zion's Side. 6 But thou for ever art our Lord; And powerful 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. Languages: English

God loves the Righteous, and hates the Wicked

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XI (1785) Scripture: Psalm 11 First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love; Why do my foes insult and cry, "Fly like a timorous trembling dove, "To distant woods or mountains fly. 2 If government be once destroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress?) 3 The Lord in heaven 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 very soul abhors their wicked ways. 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Sulphureous 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. Languages: English

The Saint's Safety and Hope in evil Times: Or, Sins of the Tongue complained of, viz. Blasphemy, Falshood, etc.

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 12 First Line: Almighty God, appear and save! Lyrics: 1 Almighty GOD, appear and save! For vice and vanity prevail: The godly perish in the grave, The just depart, the faithful fail. 2 The whole discourse, when crouds are met, Is fill'd with trifles loose and vain; Their lips are flattery and deceit, And their proud language is profane. 3 But lips that with deceit abound Shall not maintain their triumph long; The God of vengeance will confound The flattering and blaspheming tongue. 4 "Yet shall our words be free, they cry; "Our tongues shall be control'd by none: "Where is the Lord will ask us why? "Or say, our lips are not our own? 5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppress'd, And hears th' oppressor's haughty strain, Will rise to give his children rest, Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often try'd, Void of deceit shall still appear; Not silver, seven times purify'd From dross and mixture, shines so clear. 7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour Defend the from danger and surprise; Tho' when the vilest men have power, On every side oppressors rise. Languages: English

Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; Or, The Promise and Signs of Christ's coming in Judgement

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 12 First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virutue fail 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 flatter'r’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 every side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 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 th' oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free." 8 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd, Thro' ages shall endure; The men that in thy truth confide Shall find thy promise sure. Languages: English

Complaint under the Temptation of Death

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIII (1785) Scripture: Psalm 13 First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My GOD, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly 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 my 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 sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring. I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Languages: English

By Nature all Men are Sinners

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIVa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 14 First Line: Fools in their hearts believe and say 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. Languages: English

The folly of Persecutors

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIVb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 14 First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power? 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 Oh that the joyful day were come, To finish our distress! When GOD shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. Languages: English

Character of a Saint; Or, A Citizen of Zion; Or, The Qualifications of a Christian

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 15 First Line: Who shall inhabit in thy hill 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 heaven secure. Languages: English

Religion and Justice, Goodness and Truth; or, duties to GOD and Man; or, the Qualifications of a Christian

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 15 First Line: Who shall ascend thy heavenly place Lyrics: 1 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man who minds religion now, And humbly walk with God below: 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; Whose lips shall speak the things they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbour wrong. 3 [Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honour'd in his eyes. 4 [Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears.] 5 [He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold: While others scorn and wrong the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. 6 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. Languages: English

Confession of our Poverty; and, Saints the best Company; or, Good Works profit Men, not GOD

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 16 First Line: Preserve me, Lord, in time of need Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succour 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 chuse the sons of mirth, To give a relish to their wine; I love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Languages: English

Christ's Allsufficiency

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 16 First Line: How fast their guilt and sorrows rise Lyrics: 1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. 2 My GOD provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name forever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. Languages: English

Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIc (1785) Scripture: Psalm 16 First Line: When God is nigh, my faith is strong Lyrics: 1 When GOD is nigh, my faith is strong, His arm is my almighty prop; Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue, My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious GOD, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to the throne above the sky. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow; And full discoveries of thy grace [Which we but tasted here below] Spread heavenly joys thro' all the place. Languages: English

The Death and Resurrection of Christ

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIe (1785) Scripture: Psalm 16 First Line: I set the Lord before my face Lyrics: 1 "I set the Lord before my face, "He bears my courage up; "My heart and tongue their joys express, "My flesh shall rest in hope. 2 "My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave "Where souls departed are; "Nor quit my body to the grave "To see corruption there. 3 "Thou wilt reveal the path of life, "And raise me to thy throne; "Thy courts immortal pleasure give, "Thy presence joys unknown. 4 [Thus, in the name of Christ the Lord, The holy David sung, And Providence fulfils the word Of his prophetic tongue. 5 Jesus, whom every saint adores, Was crucify'd and slain: Behold the tomb its prey restores, Behold he lives again. 6 When shall my feet arise and stand On heaven's eternal hills? There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles.] Languages: English

Support and Counsel from GOD without Merit

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVId (1785) Scripture: Psalm 16:1-8 First Line: Save me, O Lord, from every foe Lyrics: 1 Save me, O Lord, from every foe; In thee my trust I place, Though all the good that I can do Can ne'er deserve thy grace; 2 Yet if my God prolong my breath, The saints may still rejoice, The saints, the glory of the earth, The people of my choice. 3 Let heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 4 His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup; Much am I pleas'd with present good, But more rejoice in hope. 5 God is my portion and my joy; His counsels are my light: He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. 6 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye; Not death nor hell my hope shall move While such a friend is nigh. Languages: English

The Sinner's Portion and Saint's Hope; or, the Heaven of separate Souls, and the Resurection

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 17 First Line: Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine: but thy wilt prove My faith my patience and my love; When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below; ’Tis all the happiness they know, ’Tis all they seek; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life’s a dream, an empty show; But the bright world, to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 5 O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be nea,r and like my God; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound: Then burst the chains with sweet surprise And in my Saviour’s image rise. Languages: English

Portion of Saints and Sinners; or, Hope and Despair in Death

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 17:13-15 First Line: Arise, my gracious God Lyrics: 1 Arise, my gracious God, And make the wicked flee: They are but thy chastising rod To drive thy saints to thee. 2 Behold the sinner dies, His haughty words are vain; Here in this life his pleasure lies, And all beyond is pain. 3 Then let his pride advance, And boast of all his store; The LORD is my inheritance, My soul can wish no more. 4 I shall behold the face Of my forgiving God; And stand complete in righteousness, Wash'd in my Saviour's blood. 5 There's a new heaven begun When I awake from death, Drest in the likeness of thy Son, And draw immortal breath. Languages: English

Victory and Triumph over Temporal Enemies

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIId (1785) Scripture: Psalm 18 First Line: We love thee, Lord, and we adore Lyrics: 1 We love thee, Lord, and we adore, Now is thine arm reveal'd; Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower, Our bulwark and our shield. 2 We fly to our eternal Rock, And find a sure defence; His holy name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. 3 When God our leader shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms? The lightning of his spear? 4 He rides upon the winged wind, And angels in array In millions wait to know his mind, And swift as flames obey. 5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke Whole armies are dismay'd; His voice, his frown, his angry look Strikes all their courage dead. 6 He forms our generals for the field, With all their dreadful skill; Gives them his awful sword to wield, And makes their hearts of steel. 7 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest, For his own church's sake; The powers that give his people rest, Shall of his care partake. Languages: English

The Conquerors Song

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIIe (1785) Scripture: Psalm 18 First Line: To thine almighty arm we owe Lyrics: 1 To thine almighty arm we owe The triumphs of the day: Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, And melt their strength away. 2 'Tis by thy aid our troops prevail, And break united powers, Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale The proudest of their towers. 3 How have we chas'd them through the field, And trod them to the ground, While thy salvation was our shield, But they no shelter found! 4 In vain to idol saints they cry, And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great so high, So powerful as our God? 5 The God of Isr'el ever lives; His name be ever blest; 'Tis his own arm the victory gives, And gives his people rest. Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptations rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell With endless pains and sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his ear to my complaint; And prov'd his saving grace divine. 5 [With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing he rode; Awful, and bright as lightning, shone The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his Almighty breath; He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars the proud can wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to his mercy and his power. Languages: English

Sincerity proved and rewarded

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 18:20-26 First Line: Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere, Hast made thy truth and love appear: Before mine eyes I set thy laws, And thou hast own'd my righteous cause. 2 Since I have learn'd thy holy ways, I've walk'd upright before thy face; Or if my feet did e'er depart, Thy love reclaim'd my wandering heart. 3 What sore temptations broke my rest! What wars and strugglings in my breast! But through thy grace that reigns within, I guard against my darling sin. 4 That sin which close besets me still, That works and strives against my will; When shall thy spirit's sovereign power Destroy it, that it rise no more? 5 With an impartial hand, the Lord Deals out to mortals their reward: The kind and faithful souls shall find A God as faithful and as kind. 6 And men that love revenge shall know, God hath an arm of vengeance too. The just and pure, shall ever say, Thou art more pure, more just than they. Languages: English

Just are thy ways, and true thy word

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XVIIIc (1785) Scripture: Psalm 18:30-31 Lyrics: 1 Just are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode: Who is a God beside the Lord? Or where's a refuge like our God? 2 'Tis he that girds me with his might; Gives me his holy sword to wield; And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, and blessings crown his reign, The God of my salvation lives: The dark designs of hell are vain; While heavenly peace my Father gives. 4 Before the scoffers of the age, I will exalt my Father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints in Christ their head, Knows not a limit, nor an end. Languages: English

The Book of Nature and Scriptures

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIXa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 19 First Line: Behold the lofty sky Lyrics: 1 Behold the lofty sky Declares its maker God, And all the starry works on high Proclaim his power abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night Divinely teach his name. 3 In every different land Their general voice is known; They shew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye christian lands, rejoice, Here he reveals his word; We are not left to nature’s voice To bid us know the Lord. 5 His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes, He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. 6 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit, His promises forever sure, And his rewards are great. 7 [Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight, Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd So much allures the sight. 8 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my King, In my Redeemer’s name.] Languages: English

God's word most Excellent; Or, Sincerity and Watchfulness

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIXb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 19 First Line: Behold the morning sun Lyrics: 1 Behold the morning sun Begins his glorious way; His beams thro' all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes It spreads diviner light, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word! And all thy judgements just, Forever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given! Oh may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven! Pause. 5 I heard thy word with love, And I would fain obey; Send thy good spirit from above To guide me, lest I stray. 6 Oh who can ever find The errors of his ways? Yet with a bold presumptuous mind I would not dare transgress. 7 Warn me of every sin, Forgive my secret faults, And clense this guilty soul of mine, Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 8 While with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad; Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. Languages: English

The Books of Nature, and Scripture compared; Or, The Glory and Success of the Gospel

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIXc (1785) Scripture: Psalm 19 First Line: The heavens declare thy glory, Lord Lyrics: 1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy goodness shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest Till thro' the world thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness arise, Bless the dark world with heavenly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgements right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renew'd and sins forgiven, Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven. Languages: English

The Book of Nature and Scripture

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XIXd (1785) Scripture: Psalm 19 First Line: Great God, the heaven's well order'd frame Lyrics: 1 Great God, the heaven's well order'd frame Declares the glories of thy name: There thy rich works of wonder shine, A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear Of boundless power, and skill divine. 2 From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light, Lectures of heavenly wisdom read: With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need. 3 Yet their divine instructions run Far as the journeys of the sun, And every nation knows their voice: The sun, like some young bridegroom drest, Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. 4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, He smiles and speaks his maker GOD: All nature joins to shew thy praise: Thus God in ev'ry creature shines; Fair is the book of nature's lines, But fairer is thy book of grace. Pause. 5 I love the volumes of thy word; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 6 From the discoveries of thy law The perfect rules of life I draw: These are my study and delight; Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace past Appears so pleasing to the sight. 7 Thy threatnings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain: Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace And book of nature not in vain. Languages: English

Prayer and Hope of Victory

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XX (1785) Scripture: Psalm 20 First Line: Now may the God of power and grace Lyrics: 1 Now may the God of power and grace Attend the people’s humble cry! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliverance from on high. 2 The name of Jacob's God defends When bucklers fail and brazen walls; He from his sanctuary sends Succour and strength when Zion calls. 3 Well he remembers all our sighs, His love exceeds our best deserts; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. 4 In his salvation is our hope, And in the name of Israel's GOD Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our natives spread their flags abroad. 5 Some trust in horses train'd for war, And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts. 6 [O may the memory of thy name Inspire our armies for the fight! Our foes shall fall and die with shame, Or quit the field with shameful flight.] 7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, Now let our hopes be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song. Languages: English

National Blessings acknowledged

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #XXIa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 21 First Line: In thee great God, with songs of praise Lyrics: 1 In thee great God, with songs of praise, Our favour'd realms rejoice; And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heav'n their cheerful voice. 2 Thy sure defence, through nations round Hath spread our rising name, And all our feeble efforts crown'd With freedom and with fame. 3 In deep distress our injur'd land Implor'd thy power to save; For life we pray'd; thy bounteous hand The timely blessing gave. 4 Thy mighty arm, eternal Power, Oppos'd their deadly aim, In mercy swept them from our shore, And spread their sails with shame. 5 On thee, in want, in woe, in pain, Our hearts alone rely; Our rights thy mercy will maintain, And all our wants supply. 6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And still exalt thy fame; Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare, For thine Almighty name. Languages: English

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