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Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

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.) #31 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it 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 temptation 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 lightening, 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. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #31 (1790) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it 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 temptation 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 lightening, 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 forever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

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.) #35 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it 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 temptation 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 lightening, 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. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #35 (1787) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it 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 temptation 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 forever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Humble trust or, despair prevented

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCLXXXVII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Despair Prevented; Humble trust, or despair prevented First Line: Lord, didst thou die, but not for me? Lyrics: 1 Lord didst thou die, but not for me? Am I forbid to trust thy blood? Is not thy pardon rich and free, Seal'd in the kind atoning flood? 2 Who then shall drive my trembling soul From thee to regions of despair? Who has survey'd the sacred roll, And found my name not written there? 3 Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound, To limit mercy's sovereign reign: What other happy souls have found, I'll seek, nor shall I seek in vain. 4 I own my guilt, my sins confess; Can men or devils make them more? Of Crimes already numberless, Vain the attempt to swell the score. 5 Were the black list before my sight, While I remember thou hast dy'd, 'Twould only urge my speedier flight, To seek salvation at thy side. 6 Low at thy feet I'll cast me down, To thee reveal my guilt and fear; And—if thou spurn me from thy throne— I'll be the first who perish'd there. Languages: English

Presumption and despair

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCLXXI (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Presumption and despair First Line: I hate the tempter and his charms Lyrics: 1 I hate the tempter and his charms, I hate his flatt'ring breath; The serpent takes a thousand forms To cheat our souls to death. 2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, Or kills with slavish fear; And holds us still in wide extremes, Presumption or despair. 3 Now he persuades, "how easy 'tis "To walk the road to heav'n;" Anon he swells our sins, and cries, "They cannot be forgiv'n." 4 He bids young sinners "yet forbear "To think of God or death; "For prayer and devotion are "But melancholy breath." 5 He tells the aged, "they must die, "And 'tis too late to pray; "In vain for mercy now they cry, "For they have lost their day." 6 Thus he supports his cruel throne By mischief and deceit, And drags the sons of Adam down To darkness and the pit. 7 Almighty God, cut short his pow'r, Let him in darkness dwell; And, that he vex the earth no more, Confine him down to hell. Languages: English

Despair prevented by trust in God

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CLXXVII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Despair Prevented First Line: Lord, who shall drive my trembling soul Lyrics: 1 Lord who shall drive my trembling soul From trust in thee to dark despair? Who has survey'd the sacred roll, And found my name not written there? 2 Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound, To limit mercy's sov'reign reign: What other happy souls have found, O may I seek, now seek in vain! 3 I own my guilt, my sins confess; Can men or devils make them more? Of crimes already numberless, Vain the attempt to swell the score. 4 Were the blacklist before my sight, While I remember thou hast dy'd, 'Twill only urge my speedier flight, To seek salvation at thy side. 5 Low at thy feet I'll cast me down, To thee reveal my guilt and fear; And--if thou spurn me from thy throne, I'll be the first who perish'd there. Languages: English

Presumption and despair

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCLXXI (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Presumption and despair First Line: I hate the tempter and his charms Lyrics: 1 I hate the tempter and his charms, I hate his flatt'ring breath; The serpent takes a thousand forms To cheat our souls to death. 2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, Or kills with slavish fear; And holds us still in wide extremes, Presumption or despair. 3 Now he persuades, "how easy 'tis "To walk the road to heav'n;" Anon he swells our sins, and cries, "They cannot be forgiv'n." 4 He bids young sinners "yet forbear "To think of God or death; "For prayer and devotion are "But melancholy breath." 5 He tells the aged, "they must die, "And 'tis too late to pray; "In vain for mercy now they cry, "For they have lost their day." 6 Thus he supports his cruel throne By mischief and deceit, And drags the sons of Adam down To darkness and the pit. 7 Almighty God, cut short his pow'r, Let him in darkness dwell; And, that he vex the earth no more, Confine him down to hell. Languages: English

Despair prevented by trust in God

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CLXXVII (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Despair Prevented First Line: Lord, who shall drive my trembling soul Lyrics: 1 Lord who shall drive my trembling soul From trust in thee to dark despair? Who has survey'd the sacred roll, And found my name not written there? 2 Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound, To limit mercy's sov'reign reign: What other happy souls have found, O may I seek, now seek in vain! 3 I own my guilt, my sins confess; Can men or devils make them more? Of crimes already numberless, Vain the attempt to swell the score. 4 Were the blacklist before my sight, While I remember thou hast dy'd, 'Twill only urge my speedier flight, To seek salvation at thy side. 5 Low at thy feet I'll cast me down, To thee reveal my guilt and fear; And--if thou spurn me from thy throne, I'll be the first who perish'd there. Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptations overcome

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #30 (1740) Topics: Deliverance from despair First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my Strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my Strength, My Rock, my Tow'r, 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 op'ning 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; Then did his Grace appear 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 Deliv'rer 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 Conqu'ror still In all the Wars that Devils 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. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-6 Languages: English