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Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.190 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Through every age, eternal God Lyrics: Through every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was thy throne ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. Long hadst thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned to a man; And long thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, "Return, ye sinners, to your dust." [A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream, An empty tale, a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour.] [Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. But O how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the power that strikes us dead.] Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. Topics: Funeral psalm; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints rewarded at last; Frailty of man; Life short and feeble; Psalm for a funeral; Death the effect of sin; God eternal, and man mortal; Mortality and God's eternity; Old age death Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Psalm 91 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.195 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: He that hath made his refuge God Lyrics: He that hath made his refuge God Shall find a most secure abode, Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. Then will I say, "My God, thy power Shall be my fortress and my tower; I, that am formed of feeble dust, Make thine almighty arm my trust." Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare; Satan, the fowler, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. Just as a hen protects her brood From birds of prey that seek their blood, Under her feathers, so the Lord Makes his own arm his people's guard. If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire, God is their life; his wings are spread To shield them with a healthful shade. If vapors with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Isr'el is safe; the poisoned air Grows pure, if Isr'el's God be there. What though a thousand at thy side, At thy right hand ten thousand died, Thy God his chosen people saves Amongst the dead, amidst the graves. So when he sent his angel down To make his wrath in Egypt known, And slew their sons, his careful eye Passed all the doors of Jacob by. But if the fire, or plague, or sword, Receive commission from the Lord To strike his saints among the rest, Their very pains and deaths are blest. The sword, the pestilence, or fire, Shall but fulfil their best desire; From sins and sorrows set them free, And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. Topics: Angels guardian; Preservation in public dangers; Pestilence preservation in it; Safety in public dangers Scripture: Psalm 91:1-7 Languages: English

Psalm 92 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.197 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Sweet is the work, my God, my King Lyrics: Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing, To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound! My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels! how divine! Fools never raise their thoughts so high; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; Like grass they flourish, till thy breath Blast them in everlasting death. But I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart; And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex my eyes and ears no more; My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Topics: Saints rewarded at last; Church God's garden; Lord's day psalm; Psalm for the Lord's day Scripture: Psalm 92 Languages: English

Psalm 92 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.198 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand Lyrics: Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thine hand; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon with all its trees Yields such a comely sight as these. The plants of grace shall ever live; (Nature decays, but grace must thrive;) Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just, and true; None that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. Topics: Saints rewarded at last; Church God's garden; Lord's day psalm; Psalm for the Lord's day Scripture: Psalm 92:12-15 Languages: English

Psalm 93

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.199 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light Lyrics: Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The world, created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. Like floods, the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high! At thy rebuke the billows die. For ever shall thy throne endure; Thy promise stands for ever sure; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. Topics: God his power and majesty; God supreme governor; God eternal, and sovereigu, and holy; Jehovah reigns Scripture: Psalm 93 Languages: English

Psalm 95

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.206 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Come, let our voices join to raise Lyrics: Come, let our voices join to raise A sacred song of solemn praise; God is a sovereign King, rehearse His honors in exalted verse. Come, let our souls address the Lord, Who framed our natures with his word; He is our Shepherd; we the sheep His mercy chose, his pastures keep. Come, let us hear his voice today, The counsels of his love obey; Nor let our hardened hearts renew The sins and plagues that Isr'el knew. Isr'el, that saw his works of grace, Yet tempt their Maker to his face; A faithless, unbelieving brood, That tired the patience of their God. Thus saith the Lord: "How false they prove Forget my power, abuse my love! Since they despise my rest, I swear, Their feet shall never enter there." [Look back, my soul, with holy dread, And view those ancient rebels dead; Attend the offered grace today, Nor lose the blessing by delay. Seize the kind promise while it waits, And march to Zion's heav'nly gates: Believe, and take the promised rest; Obey, and be for ever blest.] Topics: Delaying sinners warned; Psalm before prayer; Psalm before sermon; Unbelief punished Scripture: Psalm 95:1-3 Languages: English

Psalm 97 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.209 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns Lyrics: He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns; Praise him in evangelic strains Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. Deep are his counsels, and unknown, But grace and truth support his throne; Though gloomy clouds his ways surround, Justice is their eternal ground. In robes of judgment, lo! he comes, Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs; Before him burns devouring fire; The mountains melt, the seas retire. His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day; Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh. Topics: Judgment day; God the judge; God his vengeance and compassion; Glory and grace promised; Grace and glory; Angels all subject to Christ; Jehovah reigns; Christ first and second coming, or his incarnation, kingdom, and judgment; Christ his majesty; God his majesty Scripture: Psalm 97:1-5 Languages: English

Psalm 97 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.210 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: The Lord is come; the heav'ns proclaim Lyrics: The Lord is come; the heav'ns proclaim His birth; the nations learn his name; An unknown star directs the road Of eastern sages to their God. All ye bright armies of the skies, Go, worship where the Savior lies; Angels and kings before him bow, Those gods on high and gods below. Let idols totter to the ground, And their own worshippers confound But Judah shout, but Zion sing, And earth confess her sovereign King. Topics: Judgment day; God the judge; God his vengeance and compassion; Glory and grace promised; Grace and glory; Angels all subject to Christ; Jehovah reigns; Christ first and second coming, or his incarnation, kingdom, and judgment; Christ his majesty; God his majesty Scripture: Psalm 97:6-9 Languages: English

Psalm 97 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.211 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Th' Almighty reigns exalted high Lyrics: Th' Almighty reigns exalted high O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky; Though clouds and darkness veil his feet, His dwelling is the mercy-seat. O ye that love his holy name, Hate every work of sin and shame; He guards the souls of all his friends, And from the snares of hell defends. Immortal light and joys unknown Are for the saints in darkness sown Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, And the bright harvest bless our eyes. Rejoice, ye righteous, and record The sacred honors of the Lord: None but the soul that feels his grace Can triumph in his holiness. Topics: Judgment day; God the judge; God his vengeance and compassion; Glory and grace promised; Grace and glory; Angels all subject to Christ; Jehovah reigns; Christ first and second coming, or his incarnation, kingdom, and judgment; Christ his majesty; God his majesty Scripture: Psalm 97 Languages: English

Psalm 100

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.217 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Lyrics: Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory sing. The Lord is God; 'tis he alone Doth life, and breath, and being give; We are his work, and not our own, The sheep that on his pastures live. Enter his gates with songs of joy, With praises to his courts repair; And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there. The Lord is good, the Lord is kind, Great is his grace, his mercy sure; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. Topics: Praise to our Creator Scripture: Psalm 100 Languages: English