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The Song of Moses

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #256 (1752) Scripture: Exodus 15 First Line: I'll sing the Triumphs of the Lord Lyrics: 1. I'll sing the Triumphs of the Lord, Who's glorious in Renown; The Horse, and him that rode thereon, He in the Sea hath thrown. 2. The Lord's my Strength, my Song, Defence, My God; for him I'll raise A Mansion; he my Father's God, I'll celebrate his Praise. 3. The Lord is the great God of War; Jehovah is his Name. 4. Proud Pharoah's glit'ring Cars, and Host, That to the Ravage came, In the Red Sea he cast; there were His chosen Captains drown'd. 5. The Depths o'er whelm'd them; like a Stone, They sank in the Profound. 6. The mighty Pow'r of thy Right-hand, O Lord, most glorious shows; Thy Right-hand, Lord, in Pieces dash'd The proud insulting Foes. 7. Excelling Greatness those o'er throw Against Thee who presum'd; Thou sendest forth thy flaming Wrath, Which them, as Chaff, consum'd. 8. Thy Nostril's Blast the Waters drove Together in an Heap; They stood upright, in the Mid-sea Congealed was the Deep. 9. The En'my cry'd, Pursue, o'ertake, I will the Spoil divide; I'll draw my Sword, and them destroy. Till Lust is satisfy'd. 10. But thou, with thy strong Wind, didst blow, The deep Sea o'er them spread; In mighty Waters down they sank, As if they had been Lead. 11. Who, Lord, 's like Thee, among the Gods? Thy Holiness exceeds In Glory; fearful is thy Praise, And wonderful thy Deeds. 12. Thou stretched'st out thy strong Right-hand, The Earth them swallow'd quite. 13. In Mercy thou led'st forth thy Flock, Which thou redeem'dst with Might: And thou did'st guide them, in thy Strength, Unto thine holy Hill. 14. Nations shall hear, and fear, and Dread Seize Palestina will. 15. Then Edom's Dukes shall be amaz'd, Moab's mighty Men be struck With Terror: Canaan's Hearts shall melt, As the dissolved Brook. 16. Thro' Fear, and Dread, of thy great Pow'r, Still, as a Stone, they'll ly: Until thy People, Lord, which thou Hast purchas'd, shall pass by. 17. Thou shalt conduct, and plant them, where Thy Mountain rears it's Head; The Place, for thy fix'd Residence, Which thou, O Lord, hast made: The chosen holy Place thine Hand, O Lord, hath settled fast. 18. Thy Reign, O thou eternal King! Forevermore shall last. 19. For Pharaoh's Chariots, Horse, and Men, Thro' Seas audacious went; And the returning Waves in Rage, The Lord upon them sent: But Isr'el's Race, a num'rous Host, Under divine Command, Walk'd thro' the Midst of dang'rous Seas, Securely on dry Land. Miriams Answer 21. Sing ye the Triumphs of the Lord, Who's glorious in Renown; The Horse, and him that rode thereon, He in the Sea hath thrown. Languages: English

Moses's Prophetick Song

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #258 (1752) Scripture: Deuteronomy 32 First Line: Let Heav'n's wide Arch, while I shall speak Lyrics: 1. Let Heav'n's wide Arch, while I shall speak, Give an attentive Ear: And hear, O Earth! th' important Truths My Mouth shall now declare. 2. As Rain from Heav'n, my Doctrine drops, My Speech, as Dew, distills; As gentle Rains on tender Herbs, And Show'rs on grassy Hills. 3. While I, Jehovah's glorious Name, Shall publish all abroad; With awful Reverence, ascribe Ye Greatness to our God. 4. A Rock, whose Work Perfection claims, His Ways all Judgment are; A God of Truth, unspotted pure, And just beyond compare. 5. But they themselves corrupted have., Their Spot's, they're not his Sons; They're a perverse, and crooked Race, A Race of wicked Ones. 6. Oh! foolish People, and unwise! Do' ye thus the Lord requite? Thy Father is he not, who bought. Thee made, and girt with Might? 7. Remember ancient Times, review The Ages past and gone; Thy Father ask, and Elders, they Will tell what God hath done. 8. When God the Nation's Lots assign'd, To Adam's Sons their Place; He set their Bounds with special Eye To Isr'el's num'rous Race. 9. Jehovah, for his Portion, doth His People high advance; Jacob he chose the special Lot Of his Inheritance. 10. In Sinai's Desert howling Waste, There found him the Most-High; He led, and taught, and kept him safe. As th' Apple of his Eye. 11. As th' Eagle flutters o'er her Young, And chears the feeble Things; Her Pinions spreads, and takes them up, And bears them on her Wings. 12. So did the Lord alone sustain, And lead them in his Care; And to assist him there wss none, No foreign God was there. 13. On Earth's high Places made him ride Rich, Fields supply his Want; To suck sweet Honey from the Rock, And Oyl from th' Adamant: 14. Butter of Kine, and Milk of Sheep, Fat Lambs of Bashaan's Brood, With Goats, and finest Wheat, to eat; And drink the Grapes pure Blood. 15. But Jesh'run waxed fat and kick'd; High pamper'd, and adorn'd. His Maker he forsook; the Rock Of his Salvation scorn'd. 16. His Jealousy provok'd they with Strange Gods, their fond Delights; And kindled up his burning Wrath, With their detested Rites. 17. To Idols, Devils, not to God, They Altars madly rear'd; To unknown, new and upstart Gods, Their Fathers never fear'd. 18. The Rock of Ages thee begat, Sure thou remember'st not; The God that form'd, and nourish'd thee, Thou vilely hast forgot. 19. When this Jebovah saw, their Deeds His just Abhorrence mov'd; Because a Provocation great His Sons, and Daughters, prov'd. 20. Therefore he said, I'll mark their End, From them I'll hide my Face; For they are froward Children grown, A very faithless Race. 21. Since they, with that which is not God, Have mov'd my Jealousy; My Anger greatly have provok'd With lying Vanity; Their Rage I'll with a People move, Who're only so in Name; And with a foolish Nation I Their Anger will enflame. 22. A Fire is kindled in my Wrath, Which down to Hell shall burn; The Earth's Encrease, and Mountains Base, Shall into Ashes turn. 23. I'll Loads of Mischief on them heap; My pointed Arrows spend. 24. Hunger to burn, and Heat devour, With bitter Deaths I'll send: I'll order Teeth of savage Beasts Their viral Blood to spill; The crawling Serpent of the Dust Shall them with Poison kill. 25. The Sword without. Terror within, Shall seize young Men, and Maids, And slay them, with the sucking Child, And Men of hoary Heads. 26. I said, that I would scatter them, In ev'ry distant Coast; Make their Remembrance among Men To be entirely lost. 27. But that I fear'd the Pride of Foes, Lest insolently they Behave; and our high Hand, not God, Hath done all this should say. 28. For they're a Nation void of Sense, Nor Wisdom's Rules attend. 29. Oh! were they wise, this understood, And thought on their last End. 30. How should One chace a Thousand? Two Ten Thousand put to Flight? Except their Rock had sold them Slaves, The Lord restrain'd their Might? 31. For their weak Rock can ne'er with our Almighty Rock compare; Our Enemies themselves must own, If they the Judges were. 32. Their Vine's of Sodom's vicious Stock, And from Gomorrah's Fields; Which brings forth nought but Grapes of Gall, And bitter Clusters yields. 33. There Wine's the Dragon's Poison, sell Venom of Asps congeal'd. 34. Is not this kept in Store with me; And with my Treasures seal'd. 35. Vengeance, and Recompence, are mine, They'll fall the Time decreed; Their woful Day is near at Hand, Their Mis'ry comes with Speed. 36. Yet God his People's Cause will plead, For's Servant Sake repent; When none shut up, and lest, he sees, And all their Strength is spent. 37. Then will he say, "Where are your Gods, "You look'd to for Defence? "Where's now your Rock of Strength, in whom "Ye plac'd your Confidence? 38. "Which on fat Sacrifices fed, "And crown'd with Wine the Board? "Now let them rise, Protection give, "And needed Help afford. 39. Know ye, that I, ev'n I am he, "No God with me I have; "I kill, revive, I wound, and heal, "None from my Hands can save. 40. "For I to Heav'n, my Throne above, "Lift up my Hand on high; "And solemnly I sware, as sure "As ever live do I. 41. "If I shall whet my glit'ring Sword, "And hold on Judgment lay; "I'll render Veng'ance to my Foes, "My Haters I'll repay. 42. "I'll make my Sword devour their Flesh, "Mine Arrows drunk with Blood "Of slain, and Captives; on their Chiefs "Revenges I'll make good. 43. Ye Nations join his People's Joy; For he will on their Foe Revenge their Blood; but to his Land And People, Mercy show. Languages: English

The Song of Deborah

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #263 (1752) Scripture: Judges 5 First Line: Praise ye the Lord, who hath aveng'd Lyrics: 1.Praise ye the Lord, who hath aveng'd His Isr' el, on their haughty Foes; When the brave People freely did Their Lives, for Liberty, expose. 3. Hear, O ye Kings, Princes give Ear, Whilst I to great Jehovah sing; In sacred Numbers shout the Praise Of ISr'els God, th' almighty King. 4. When God from Mount Seir march'd in State, And turn'd from Edom's lofty Tow'rs, Th' Earth shook, the Heav'ns in Thunders dropt, The Clouds pour'd down their rapid Show'rs. 5. The Mountains flam'd, and melting flow'd, Nor could Jehovah's Presence bear; So Sinai unknown Terrors felt, When Isr'el's God was present there. 6. In Shangar's Anath's valiant Son, And famous Jael's former Days, The Roads, by Trav'lers were untrod; Who fearful, walk'd thro' secret Ways. 7. The Villages were broken up, Their Lands uncultivate were lay'd; Untill I Deborah was rais'd And Mother in God's Isr'el made. 8. New Gods their sickly Fancies chose, Fierce Wars their Gates invaded then; Was Shield, or Spear, in Isr'el's Tents Seen among Forty Thousand Men? 9. My Heart is set on Isr'el's Chiefs, Who offer'd of their own Accord, Bravely to join, and head the Troops In Battle: Blessed be the Lord. 10. Sing ye that on white Asses ride. And now secure in Judgment sit. Ye Trav'lers join the sacred Song, Who safely go where ye think fit. 11. Ye that from th' Archer's Noise are freed, Lurking at ev'ry watering Place, Jehovah's righteous Doings, now May there rehearse, in Songs of Praise: The truely gracious Actions he To Isr'els Villages hath shown; That now the People of the Lord, Safe to their Borders, may go down. 12. Wake Deb'rah, wake, excite thy Pow'rs, His Fame, in sacred Hymns, to spread; Rise, Barak, thou Abinoam's Son, Thy captiv'd Foes, in Triumph, lead. 13. Thus Carman's Nobles he reduc'd, And put beneath his Remnant's Feet; The Lord, to my Dominion, forc'd Their mighty Captains to submit. 14. From Ephraim's Mount there came aRoot, Which with fierce Amalek emgag'd. Benjamin follow'd close, and join'd His Forces, where the Battle rag'd. From Machir's Stock, renown'd of old, There come great Captains, famous Men; And Zebulun sent such as knew To weild the Sword, and use the Pen. 15. The noble Lords of Isachar To Deborah their Forces led; On Foot they march'd down to the Vale, With gallant Barak at their Head. But Reuben seperate remain'd, Distant in Mind, much more than Parts; The Conduct of which potent Tribe Made great Impressions on our Hearts. 16. Did'st fear the losing of thy Sheep, That thou among the Sheepfolds stay'd? Thee, has the Bleating of thy Flocks, To base Neutrality betray'd? Truly thy Conduct, Reuben, who So wholly seperate remained; And would not join so good a Cause, Our Hearts has griev'd, thy Glory stain'd. 17. So beyond Jordan, Gilead stay'd: And why did Dan in Ships abide? While Ashur clung to his Sea Shore, To hide in Creeks, or curb the Tide. 18. But Zehulun, and Naphtali, Were ready, for the publick Good, In the high Places of the Field, To risk their Lives, and spend their Blood. 19. Confederate Kings of Canaan came, With Jabin join'd, and for him sought, In Tannach, by Megiddo's Stream; But lost the Booty which they fought. 20. They fought from Heav'n, th' marshal'd Stars, Each active in their stated Course, Exert their Influence, and fought; Against proud Sis'ra bent their Force. 21. The River Kishon swept them off; That ancient River, here well known A Brook, now to a River swol'n: Thou, O my Soul, hast Strength trod down? 22. The fierce Rencounters of their Horse, In hasty Flight, each other wound; Their Speed is stop'd, they tumbling cast Their mighty Riders to the Ground. 23. Curse Meroz, said God's Angel, Curse All bitterly to her belong; For they refus'd to help the Lord, To aid his Arms against the strong. 24. Bless'd Jael Kenite Heber's Wife, Shall be above all Women-kind; Her Fame, beyond her Sex, shall spread, In ev'ry Tent, to ev'ry Wind. 25. He Water ask'd; to quench his Thirst, She gave him Milk, beyond his Wish: She brought forth Butter to regale, And serv'd him in a lordly Dish. 26. She took the Tent Nail in her Hand, Her Right-hand seiz'd the Hammer fast; Thro' Sis'ra's Temples drove the Spike, And then cut off his Head at last. 27. He started, stagger'd, in a Maze, He fell, down at her Feet lay spread; Close at her Feet he bow'd, he fell, There where he bow'd, he fell down dead. 28. His Mother thro' the Window look'd, And cry'd, impatient for her Son, Why does his Chariot stay so long? Why do the Wheels so slowly run? 29. Her prudent Ladies answer'd her; Yea, eager, she herself reply'd, 30. Have they not sped? and now a Prey, To each a Maid or two, divide? Is n't Sis'ra choosing, from the Spoils, Rich Robes, which beauteous Colours deck, Of Needle Work, on either Side, Fit to adorn the Conqu'rour's Neck? 31. So, Lord, may all thine Enemies In Ruin sink, and perish quite: But those that love Thee, like the Sun Be when he marcheth in his Might. Languages: English

Thrice blest the Man, who ne'er thinks fit

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #1 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 1 Lyrics: 1 Thrice blest the Man, who ne'er thinks fit To walk as wicked Men advise; To stand in Sinners Way, nor sit With those who God, and Man, despise. 2. Whose pious Soul directs his Way By sacred Writ, his sweet Delight, Thro' all the Labours of the Day; And meditates thereon by Night. 3. As planted Trees, by Rivers Sides, Yield timely Fruit, a vast Encrease; So in fresh Verdure he abides, And God his handy work will bless. 4. But those that spurn at sacred Laws, Shall no such Favour with him find; For God will blast them, and their Cause, And whirl, as Chaff, before the Wind. 5 However, in the Judgment Day The Wicked shall not stand the Light; Mix wit the Righteous shall not they, Nor any formal Hypocrite. 6. The Lord, who now with Pleasure view, Will then applaud, the just Man's Way; But who his Name and Word abuse, Shall feel his Wrath, and melt away. Languages: English

Why do the Heathen furious rage

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #2 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 2 Lyrics: 1 Why do the Heathen furious rage, And in such Tumults join? Why do the People madly storm, And such vain Schemes design? 2 The Gentile Kings unite their Strength, And Israel's Priests contrive; Against the Lord they bend their Force, Against his CHRIST they strive. 3 "Come say they, let us break their Bands "Shall we them Homage pay; "We'll ne'er submit to their hard Yoke, "We'll cast their Cords away. 4 But he that sits in Heav'n, beholds, With a disdainful Smile; The Lord, their feeble Strength derides, Their Malice, and their Guile. 5 Then, in his Wrath, he'll speak aloud. And thunder in their Ears; While hov'ring Vengeance fills their Souls, With dreadful vexing Fears. 6 "Know, mine anointed King, I've fix'd "On Zion's sacred Plot; 7 " 'Tis my Decree; thou art my Son, "This Day I Thee begot. 8 "Ask me, I'll give the Heathen Tribes "For thine Inheritance; "Thro' utmost Bounds of Earth, thy Sway "Shall gloriously advance. 9 "Thou shalt them crush, who dare rebel, "As with an Iron Rod; "Them, as a Potter's Vessel, dasht, "In Pieces spread abroad. 10 Be wise, now, O ye Kings, and hear. Earth's Judges, his mild Voice: 11 Serve ye the Lord with Fear, before Him tremble, and rejoice. 12 Kiss ye the Son, lest flaming Wrath You in your Way surprize; His Wrath's but kindling yet: they're blest Whose Trust on him relies. Languages: English

Why do the Heathen madly rage

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #3 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 2 Lyrics: 1. Why do the Heathen madly rage. And in assembled Tumults join? Why do rash People thus engage, And such vain fruitless Schemes design? 2. Kings of the Earth their Force unite, And Rulers their deep Plots contrive; Against the Lord they vent their Spite, Against his CHRIST they boldly strive. 3 Come, say they, let us break their Bands, "Shall we our Homage to them pay? "We'll ne'er be Slaves to their Commands, "We'll cast their servile Cords away. 4. But he who sits enthron'd on high, Beholds with a disdainful Smile; The Lord who rules above the Sky, Derides their Strength, their Rage, and Guile. 5. Then to them, in his Wrath, he speaks. While Vengeance in his Thunder rowls; His hot Displeasure on them breaks, And sore Vexation fills their Souls. 6. "Know ye, that I have fix'd the Throne, "Of mine anointed King most sure, "On Zion's sacred Hill alone; "There it forever stands secure. 7 "This is the firm Decree I've made, " 'Tis past in Heav'n, and changeth not; "Thou art my Son, (Jehovah said) " This very Day I Thee begot. 8. "Ask, now, my Son, I'll freely give; "Inherit thou the Heathen Lands; "Thro' utmost Bounds of Earth receive "Subjection to thy just Commands. 9. "Thou shalt them crush, who dare oppose, "As with a massy Iron Rod; "Thou shalt in Pieces dash thy Foes, "As Potters Vessels spread abroad. 10. Be wise, now, O ye Kings, and hear. Ye Judges of the Earth, his Voice: 11. Serve ye the Lord with inward Fear, Before him tremble, and rejoice. 12. Kiss ye the Son, lest in the Way Ye perish, when his Anger glows; Lest kindling Wrath your Crimes repay, Bless'd all in him their Trust repose. Languages: English

O Lord, my Troublers great are grown

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #4 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 3 Lyrics: 1. O Lord, my Troublers great are grown. And many up against me rise, 2. They say, his Soul is left alone. And God all Help to him denies. 3. But thou, Lord, art a Shield to me, And thy Defence is round me spread; Thou art my Glory; I shall see Thee high, in Honour, raise my Head. 4. When, heretofore, my humble Pray'r To God I made, in like Distress, He, from his holy Hill, did hear My Voice, and all my Fears suppress. 5. I then could lay me down, and take My quiet Sleep, secure by Night; And in the Morning safe awake, O Lord, supported by thy Might. 6. Why should I then, be now afraid; Or of thy timely Help despair? Tho', round encamp'd about me, laid, Ten Thousands of the People are. 7. Now rise, O Lord, my God, me save; For all my Foes have felt thy Stroak Full in the Face; and by Thee have The Teeth of wicked Men been broke. 8. Salvation to the Lord alone. As his peculiar Right, pertains; On those thou chusest for thine own. Thy Blessing ever sure remains. Languages: English

O God, my Righteousness who art

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #5 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 4 Lyrics: 1. O God, my Righteousness who art, Whene'er I call, give Ear; Thou hast enlarg'd me when distress'd, Have Mercy, now, and hear. 2. Ye Sons of Men, how long will ye My Glory turn to Shame? How long will ye love Vanity And me with Lyes defame? 3. But know, the Lord hath set apart The Godly for his own ; The Lord will hear, when unto him, I make my humble Moan. 4. Then stand in Awe, and do not sin. But commune with thy Heart, While resting on thy Bed, and learn Contentment's noble Art. 5. Offer to God pure Sacrifice, Free from all conscious Blame; Then confidently put your Trust Upon Jehovah's Name 6. While many Worldlings eager cry. Who'l cause us Good to see? The chearing Light, Lord, of thy Face, Let on us lifted be. 7. Then wilt thou fill my Heart with Joy, More lasting, and divine. Than they can boast, whose fruitful Years Encrease their Corn and Wine. 8. Therefore I'll lay me down in Peace, And sweet Repose will take; For me in Confidence to dwell Thou, Lord, alone, do'st make. Languages: English

Unto my Words, O Lord, give Ear

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #6 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 5 Lyrics: 1. Unto my Words, O Lord, give Ear; My secret Meditation weigh; 2. My mournful Cry, in Mercy, hear; My King, my God, to Thee I'll pray. 3. Soon as the op'ning Morn's begun, My humble Voice, thou, Lord, shalt hear; To Thee, I'll, with the rising Sun, Lift up mine Eyes, and make my Pray'r. 4. Thou, Lord, in Sin hast no Delight; Neither shall Evil dwell with Thee; 5. Nor wicked Fools stand in thy Sight; Thou hat'st who work Iniquity. 6. Thou surely wilt them all destroy, That raise, and spread, pernicious Lies; The Lord abhors such as employ Themselves in Blood, and Guile devise. 7. But I, thro' thine abundant Grace, Again shall to thy House repair; And now, towards thy holy Place, I look, and worship, in thy Fear. 8. Lord, lead me in thy Righteousness, My spiteful Foes observant grow ; Make plain, and right, before my Face, The Way in which I ought to go. 9. For in their Mouth, no Faith they have, Their inward Part's perversly wrong; Their Throat is like an open Grave; They basely flatter with their Tongue. 10. Their secret Guilt, O Lord, detect, By their own Counsels let them fall; Them, for their many Crimes reject For they are harden'd Rebels all. 11. Let those rejoice that trust in Thee, And loud, with Shouts, their Joy proclaim; For thou wilt their Protection be; Let them rejoice that love thy Name. 12. For thou, O Lord, to righteous Men, Wilt make thy Blessing to extend; As with a Shield, thy Favour, them Shall, round on ev'ry Side defend. Languages: English

O Lord, when thou do'st me rebuke

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #7 (1752) Scripture: Psalm 6 Lyrics: 1. O Lord, when thou do'st me rebuke. Let not thine Anger rise; Nor thy Displeasure Fury grow. When thou do'st me chastise. 2. Have Mercy upon me, O Lord, Weakness my Strength restrains; O Lord, my Health, and Ease restore; My Bones are rack'd with Pains. 3. My Griefs, so many, and so great. They e'en distract my Mind ; But, Lord how long shall I endure, E'er I Relief shall find. 4. In Pity, now, O Lord return, Raise my dejected Soul; And for thy tender Mercy's Sake, O save, and make me whole. 5. If I to Death's dark Vault descend, There none record thy Name; For who can in the silent Grave, With Thanks, thy Praise proclaim? 6. Weary, and faint with Groans, I make The Bed on which I lay. Each Night, to swim with flowing Tears; And bathe my Couch by Day. 7. Continual Grief has quite consum'd The Vigour of mine Eyes; They're waxed dim, and old, because Of all mine Enemies. 8. But now, vile Men depart from me. Nor in vain Plots rejoice; Because the Lord will sure regard. My Tears, and mournful Voice. 9. God, who of old heard my Request, My present Suit will hear; The Lord will graciously receive, And answer, all my Prayer. 10. Then shall my Foes be cloath'd with Shame, With sore Vexation fraught; Yea, blush, and rage, to see their Schemes, To sudden Ruin brought. Languages: English