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O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.LV (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears;,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hopes in God.
3 What inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings;
I’d fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To ’scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
7 By morning light I’ll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Support for the Afflicted and tempted Soul Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d767 (1833) Hymnal Title: Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P55a (1847) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist Languages: English
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
God, our Refuge
Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P55a (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Languages: English
God, our Refuge
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P55a (1857) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist Languages: English
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Church Psalmody #P55.2 (1831) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmody Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Church Psalmody #P55b (1843) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmody Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes #366 (1856) Hymnal Title: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
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.) #106 (1786) Hymnal Title: 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.) First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with every breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily; Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
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.) #99 (1786) Hymnal Title: 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.) First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with every breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily; Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #106 (1787) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with every breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily; Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #99 (1790) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with every breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 O were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days. Topics: Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily; Afflicted supported; Daily Devotion; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LVa (1785) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O GOD, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in GOD.
3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty GOD, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 GOD shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #123 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge! hear my cries,
"Behold my flowing tears;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is levell'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 O were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings;
I'd fly, and make a long remove,
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call
Can save me here as well.
Pause;
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain;
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Manual of Christian Psalmody #P55b (1832) Hymnal Title: Manual of Christian Psalmody Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Melodies of the Church #d734 (1832) Hymnal Title: Melodies of the Church Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: My Little Singing Book #d49 (1843) Hymnal Title: My Little Singing Book Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Parish Psalmody #d577 (1844) Hymnal Title: Parish Psalmody
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Parish Psalmody #d590 (1848) Hymnal Title: Parish Psalmody
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
Author: Watts Hymnal: Plymouth Collection #a794 (1863) Hymnal Title: Plymouth Collection
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
Author: Watts Hymnal: Plymouth Collection of Hymns and Tunes; for the use of Christian Congregations #794 (1855) Hymnal Title: Plymouth Collection of Hymns and Tunes; for the use of Christian Congregations
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, and Approved by the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of America #P55a (1830) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, and Approved by the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of America
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Social, Private and Public Worship #d598 (1848) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Social, Private and Public Worship
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Social, Private and Public Worship in the Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. #d611 (1843) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Social, Private and Public Worship in the Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
God, our Refuge
Author: Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #94 (1875) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Scripture: Psalm 55
God, our Refuge
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns for Public worship, Containing All the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts ... #d659 (1835) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns for Public worship, Containing All the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts ...
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Psalm 55
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.124 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics:
O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
"Behold my flowing tears;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
Their rage is leveled at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
With inward pain my heart-strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
O were I like a feathered dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.
I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days.
Topics: Temptations support under them; Afflicted and tempted, supported; Daily Devotion; Devotion daily; Prosperity dangerous; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Worship daily Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Psalm 55
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship #P55.1 (1835) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for Christian Use and Worship #P55.1 (1845) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns, for Christian Use and Worship
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Support for the afflicted and tempted soul
Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) #P55a (1834) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of the German Reformed Church, in the United States of America. (2nd ed.) First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Support for the afflicted and tempted soul
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns #P55b (1872) Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Support for the afflicted and tempted soul
Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #114 (1791) Hymnal Title: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pains my heartstrings wound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 O were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted soul
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Hymnal: Psalms #55a (1793) Hymnal Title: Psalms First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pains my heart=strings wound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings;
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: Spurgeon's Own Hymn Book #55 (2019) Hymnal Title: Spurgeon's Own Hymn Book
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
Hymnal: Temple Melodies #115 (1851) Hymnal Title: Temple Melodies
O God, my refuge! hear my cries
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn and Tune Book #794 (1858) Hymnal Title: The Baptist Hymn and Tune Book
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book, in Two Parts #d419 (1825) Hymnal Title: The Baptist Hymn Book, in Two Parts
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, our refuge, hear our cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist #P55a (1840) Hymnal Title: The Christian Psalmist
O God, our refuge, hear our cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist; or, Watts' Psalms and Hymns #P55a (1840) Hymnal Title: The Christian Psalmist; or, Watts' Psalms and Hymns
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, My Refuge, Hear My Cries
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4870 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1. O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2. Their rage is leveled at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hopes in God.
3. With inward pain my heart-strings sound,
I groan with every breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4. O were I like a feathered dove,
And innocence had wings,
I’d fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5. Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6. Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To ’scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
7. By morning light I’ll seek His face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask His grace,
Nor will He long deny.
8. God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If He command their aid.
9. I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon His Word,
That saints shall never fall.
10. My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread His praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days. Languages: English Tune Title: BURFORD
O God, My Refuge, Hear My Cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #369 (1835) Hymnal Title: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Catechism, Confession of Faith, and Liturgy, of the Reformed Dutch Church in North America #P55a (1839) Hymnal Title: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Catechism, Confession of Faith, and Liturgy, of the Reformed Dutch Church in North America
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Doctrinal Standards and Liturgy of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church in North America #P55.I (1860) Hymnal Title: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Doctrinal Standards and Liturgy of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church in North America
O God, my Refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns #P55a (1814) Hymnal Title: The Psalms and Hymns
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LVa (1780) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Behold my flowing tears;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is levell'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in GOD.
3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 O were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desart go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty GOD on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask his grace;
Nor will he long deny.
8 GOD shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the LORD,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain;
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
O GOD, my Refuge, hear my Cries
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P55a (1766) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David Lyrics: 1 O GOD, my Refuge, hear my Cries,
Behold my flowing Tears;
For Earth and Hell my Hurt devise,
And triumph in my Fears.
2 Their Rage is levell'd at my Life,
My Soul with Guilt they load,
And fill my Thoughts with inward Strife
To shake my Hope in GOD.
3 With inward Pain my Heart-strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry Breath;
Horror and Fear beset me round
Amongst the Shades of Death.
4 O were I like a feather'd Dove,
And Innocence had Wings;
I'd fly, and make a long Remove
From all these restless Things.
5 Let me to some wild Desart go,
And find a peaceful Home,
Where Storms of Malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain Intentions all
To 'scape the Rage of Hell!
The mighty GOD, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By Morning-Light I'll seek his Face,
At Noon repeat my Cry;
The Night shall hear me ask his Grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 GOD shall preserve my Soul from Fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten Thousand Angels must appear,
If he command their Aid.
9 I cast my Burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My Courage rests upon his Word,
That Saints shall never fall.
9 My highest Hopes shall not be vain,
My Lips shall spread his Praise;
While cruel and deceitful Men
Scarce live out Half their Days. Topics: Daily Devotion; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Temptations support under them Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English
O GOD, my Refuge, hear my Cries
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #100 (1740) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David First Line: O GOD, my Refuge, hear my Cries Lyrics: 1 O GOD, my Refuge, hear my Cries,
Behold my flowing Tears;
For Earth and Hell my Hurt devise,
And triumph in my Fears.
2 Their Rage is levell'd at my Life,
My Soul with Guilt they load,
And fill my Thoughts with inward Strife,
To shake my Hope in GOD.
3 With inward Pain my Heart-strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry Breath;
Horror and Fear beset me round
Amongst the Shades of Death.
4 O were I like a feather'd Dove,
And Innocence had Wings;
I'd fly, and make a long Remove,
From all these restless Things.
5 Let me to some wild Desart go,
And find a peaceful Home;
Where Storms of Malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain Intentions all
To 'scape the Rage of Hell!
The mighty GOD, on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
Pause.
7 By Morning-Light I'll seek his Face,
At Noon repeat my Cry;
The Night shall hear me ask his Grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 GOD shall preserve my Soul from Fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten Thousand Angels must appear,
If he command their Aid.
9 I cast my Burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My Courage rests upon his Word,
That Saints shall never fall.
9 My highest Hopes shall not be vain,
My Lips shall spread his Praise;
While cruel and deceitful Men
Scarce live out Half their Days. Topics: Daily Devotion; Support for the afflicted and tempted; Temptations support under them Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English
Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #55 (1789) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hopes in God.
3 What inward pains my heart-strings wound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings;
I’d fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To ’scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
7 By morning light I’ll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes can not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days.
Part II.
11 Let sinners take their course,
And chuse the road to death;
But in the worship of my God
I'll spend my daily breath.
12 My thoughts address his throne,
When morning brings the light;
I'll seek his blessing ev'ry noon,
And pay my vows at night.
13 Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God,
While sinners perish in surprise,
Beneath thine angry rod.
14 Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,
They neither fear, nor trust thy name,
Nor learn to do thy will.
15 But I with all my cares
Will lean upon the Lord;
I'll cast my burdens on his arm,
And rest upon his word.
16 His arm shall well sustain
The children of his love;
The ground on which their safety stands,
No earthly power can move.
Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. #55a (1842) Hymnal Title: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D.
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psaltery #d191 (1845) Hymnal Title: The Psaltery
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
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