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

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.) #14 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors 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 abused 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 controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance 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 spite. 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. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #14 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors 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 abused 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 controul? Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance 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 spite. 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. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #17b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors 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 abused 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 controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance 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 spite. 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. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

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

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #17b (1787) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors 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 abused 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 controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance 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 spite. 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. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

The all-seeing God

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.) #246 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #246 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is their. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God they'er both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #262 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #262 (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

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.) #247 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #247 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saweth the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English