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Where'er the Patriarch pitched his tent

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #39 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Genesis 12:2 Lyrics: Where'er the Patriarch pitch'd his tent, He built an altar to his God, And sanctified, where'er he went, With faith and prayer, the ground he trod. Through all the East, for riches famed, Heaven's gifts, he set his heart on none; Nor, when the dearest was reclaim'd, Withheld his son, his only son. Wherefore, in blessing, he was blest; Friendless, the friend of God became; Long-wandering, every where found rest; Long child-less, nations bear his name. Nor nations born of blood alone, The father of the faithful he; Where'er his promised seed is known, Faith's heirs are his posterity. My God, what Thou hast made my home, Let me Thy sanctuary make; My God, if call'd by Thee to roam, Glad may I all for Thee forsake. 40 Thy law, Thy Love, be my delight, Whate'er I do, or think, or am, Walking by faith, and not by sight, Like a true child of Abraham. Topics: Abraham's walk with God; God's blessing to Abraham Languages: English

O God, unseen, but not unknown

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #30 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Genesis 16:13 Lyrics: O God, unseen, but not unknown, Thine eye is ever fix'd on me; I dwell beneath Thy secret throne, Encompass'd by Thy Deity. Throughout this universe of space, To nothing am I long allied, For flight of time and change of place, My strongest, dearest bonds divide. 29 Parents I had, but where are they? Friends whom I knew, I know no more; Companions, once that cheer'd my way, Have dropp'd behind or gone before. Now I am one amidst a crowd Of life and action hurrying round; Now left alone,--for, like a cloud, They came, they went, and are not found. Even from myself sometimes I part: Unconscious sleep is nightly death, Yet surely by my couch Thou art, To prompt my pulse, inspire my breath. Of all that I have done and said, How little can I now recall: Forgotten things to me are dead; With Thee they live,--Thou know'st them all. Thou hast been with me from the womb, Witness to every conflict here; Nor wilt Thou leave me at the tomb, Before Thy bar I must appear. The moment comes-- the only one Of all my time to be foretold; Yet when, and how, and where, can none Among the race of man unfold:-- The moment comes, when strength shall fail, When, (health and hope and courage flown) I must go down into the vale And shade of death with Thee alone. 30 Alone with Thee!--in that dread strife Uphold me through mine agony, And gently be this dying life Exchanged for immortality. Then, when the unbodied spirit lands Where flesh and blood have never trod, And in the unveil'd presence stands, Of Thee, my Saviour and my God;-- Be mine eternal portion this, Since Thou wert always here with me, --That I may view Thy face in bliss, And be for evermore with Thee. Topics: Omniscience of God Languages: English

Let me go, the day is breaking

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #132 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Scripture: Genesis 32:26 Lyrics: Let me go, the day is breaking, Dear companions, let me go; We have spent a night of waking In the wilderness below; 135 Upward now I bend my way, Part we here at break of day. Let me go, I may not tarry, Wrestling thus with doubts and fears, Angels wait my soul to carry, Where my risen Lord appears; Friends and kindred, weep not so, If you love me let me go. We have travell'd long together, Hand in hand, and heart in heart, Both through calm and stormy weather, And 'tis hard, 'tis hard to part, Yet we must;--"Farewell!" to you; Answer, one and all, "Adieu!" 'Tis not darkness gathering round me, Which withdraws me from your sight; Walls of flesh no more can bound me, But, translated into light, Like the lark on mounting wing, Though unseen you hear me sing. Heaven's broad day hath o'er me broken, Far beyond earth's span of sky; I am dead;--nay, by this token, Know that I have ceased to die; Would you solve the mystery? Come up hither,--come and see! Topics: Heavenly longings Languages: English

Spring up, O well, sweet fountain, spring

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #56 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Numbers 21 Lyrics: Spring up, O well! sweet fountain, spring! And fructify the desert sand; Sing ye that drink; the waters sing, They dance along the, smiling land; With flowers adorn, with verdure bless, The waste and howling wilderness. Ho, every one that thirsts draw nigh, With sickness fainting, worn with toil; 61 Let him that hath no money buy, Buy milk and honey, wine and oil, The fourfold streams of Paradise, Priceless, because above all price. Come to the pools, ye lame and blind; Ye lepers, to this Jordan come; Sight, strength, and healing each may find; Approach the waves, ye deaf and dumb; Their joyful sound ye soon shall hear, And your own voice delight your ear. In every form the waters run, Rill, river, torrent, lake, and sea; Through every clime beneath the sun, Free as the air, as daylight free, Till earth's whole face the floods o'erweep, As ocean's tides the channel'd deep. As moved with mighty wings outspread, God's Spirit o'er the formless void, So be that Spirit's influence shed To new-create a world destroy'd; Till all that died through Adam's fall Revive in Christ, who died for all. Topics: Waters of life Languages: English

Sun, moon and stars, by day and night

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #342 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: 1 Samuel 3:8 Lyrics: Sun, moon and stars, by day and night, At God's commandment, give us light, And when we wake, and while we sleep, Their watch, like guardian angels, keep. The bright blue sky above our head, The soft green earth on which we tread, The ocean rolling round the land, Were made by God's almighty hand. Sweet flowers that hill and dale adorn, Fair fruit-trees, fields of grass and corn, The clouds that rise, the showers that fall, The winds that blow--God sends them all. The beasts that graze with downward eye, The birds that perch, and sing, and fly, The fishes swimming in the sea, God's creatures are as well as we. But us He form'd for better things;-- As servants of the King of kings, With lifted hands, and open face, And thankful hearts, to seek his grace. 364 Thus God loved man, and more than thus,-- He sent his Son to die for us, And now invites us, when we die, To come and live with Him on high. But we must live to Him below, For none but such to heaven will go;-- Lord Jesus, hear our humble prayer, And lead the little children there. Topics: Infant School Languages: English

I left the God of truth and light

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #171 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: 2 Samuel 12:13 Lyrics: I left the God of truth and light, I left the God who gave me breath, To wander in the wilds of night, And perish in the snares of death. Sweet was His service, and His yoke Was light and easy to be borne; Through all His bands of love I broke, I cast away His gifts with scorn. 174 I danced in folly's giddy maze, And drank the sea, and chased the wind; But falsehood lurk'd in all her ways, Her laughter left remorse behind. I dream'd of bliss in pleasure's bowers, While pillowing roses stayed my head; But serpents hiss'd among the flowers; I woke, and thorns were all my bed. In riches, when I sought for joy, And placed in sordid gain my trust, I found that gold was all alloy, And worldly treasure--fleeting dust. I woo'd ambition, climb'd the pole, And shone among the stars,--but fell, Headlong in all my pride of soul, Like Lucifer, from heaven to hell. Heart-broken, friendless, poor, cast down, Where shall the chief of sinners fly, Almighty Vengeance! from thy frown-- Eternal Justice! from thine eye? Lo, through the gloom of guilty fears, My faith discerns a dawn of grace; The Sun of Righteousness appears In Jesus' reconciling face. My suffering, slain, and risen Lord, In sore distress I turn to Thee, I claim acceptance on Thy word, My God! my God! forsake not me. Prostrate before the mercy seat, I dare not, if I would, despair; None ever perish'd at Thy feet, And I will lie for ever there. Topics: Backslider returning to God Languages: English

The wind that brake the rocks, and rent

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #198 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Scripture: 2 Kings 19:11-12 Lyrics: The wind that brake the rocks, and rent The mountains in its path; The earthquake and the fire that went Before the Lord in wrath, Came not as spoilers to the prey, But heralds to prepare His way. 201 Himself the still small voice made known, In all His power and grace; So be to me his mercy shown, Terror to love give place: Than will I hide my face, and stay To hear what God the Lord will say. Topics: Still small voice, the Languages: English

Few, few and evil are thy days

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #215 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Scripture: Job 14:1-3 Lyrics: Few, few and evil are thy days, Man, of a woman born; Peril and trouble haunt thy ways; Forth, like a flower at morn, The tender infant springs to light, Youth blossoms to the breeze, Age, withering age, is cropt ere night; Man like a shadow flees. 215 And dost thou look on such an one? Will God to judgment call A worm, for what a worm hath done Against the Lord of all? As fail the waters from the deep, As summer-brooks run dry, Man lieth down in dreamless sleep, His life is vanity. Man lieth down, no more to wake, Till yonder arching sphere Shall, with a roll of thunder, break, And nature disappear. O hide me, till Thy wrath be past, Thou who canst slay or save! Hide me, where hope may anchor fast, In my Redeemer's grave. Topics: Life and death and judgment Languages: English

O that I knew where I might find

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #177 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 23:3-4 Lyrics: O that I knew where I might find My righteous Judge's seat, To pour out all my troubled mind In prayer before His feet! Not with the thunder of Thy power Wouldst Thou against me plead; No, Thy good Spirit, in that hour, For me would intercede. For me, Thy Son Himself would pray, Thy well-beloved Son; Father! Thou couldst not turn away From Thine anointed One. Thine own unutterable grace, Thy love,--Thy love to me, Constrain me thus to seek Thy face, And cast my cares on Thee. 181 Hear, then the voice of my desire, My griefs, my fears behold; Search me and try me, as with fire, And bring me forth like gold. Lord! thou hast troubled my repose, Thy chastisements I feel; Thine hand hath touch'd my heart--it glows, It melts,--impress Thy seal. Stamp Thine own Image on my soul, Lift from the dust mine head; Lord! Thou hast wounded,--make me whole; Hast slain,--now raise the dead. Topics: Image of Christ; Peace of mind; Prayer for peace of mind Languages: English

O my soul! with all thy powers

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #47 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 3 Lyrics: O my soul! with all thy powers, Bless the Lord's most holy name; O my soul! till life's last hours, Bless the Lord, His praise proclaim; Thine infirmities He heal'd, He thy peace and pardon seal'd. He with loving-kindness crown'd thee, Satisfied thy mouth with good, From the snares of death unbound thee, Eagle-like thy youth renew'd: Rich in tender mercy He, Slow to wrath, to favour free. He will not retain displeasure, Though awhile He hide His face, Nor His God-like bounty measure By our merit, but His grace: As the heaven the earth transcends, Over us His care extends. 51 Far as east and west are parted, He our sins hath sever'd thus; As a father, loving-hearted, Spares his son, He spareth us; For He knows our feeble frame. He remembers whence we came. From eternity enduring, To eternity, the Lord, Still His people's bliss insuring, Keeps His covenanted word: Yea, with truth and righteousness, Children's children He will bless. As in heaven, His throne and dwelling, King on earth He holds His sway; Angels! ye in strength excelling, Bless the Lord, His voice obey: All His works beneath the pole Bless the Lord, with thee, my soul! Topics: God long-suffering of Languages: English

While many cry in nature's night

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #81 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 4 Lyrics: While many cry in nature's night Ah! who will show the way to bliss? Lord, lift on us thy saving light; We seek no other guide than this. Gladness Thy sacred presence brings, More than the joyful reaper knows; Or he who treads the grapes and sings While with new wine his vat o'erflows. 86 In peace I lay me down to sleep; Thine arm, O Lord! shall stay my head, Thine Angel spread his tent, and keep His midnight watch around my bed. Topics: Evening thoughts Languages: English

Mercy alone can meet my case

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #173 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 6:4 Lyrics: Mercy alone can meet my case; For mercy, Lord, I cry;-- Jesus! Redeemer! show thy face In mercy, or I die. Save me, for none beside can save; At thy command I tread, With failing step, life's stormy wave; The wave goes o'er my head. I perish, and my doom were just; But wilt thou leave me? No: I hold Thee fast, my hope, my trust, I will not let Thee go. Still sure to me Thy promise stands, And ever must abide; Behold it written on Thy hands, And graven in Thy side. To this, this only, will I cleave, Thy word is all my plea; Thy word is truth, and I believe: Have mercy, Lord, on me. Topics: Confession and repentance; Prayer for Divine mercy Languages: English

Thank and praise Jehovah's name

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #45 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 7 Lyrics: Thank and praise Jehovah's name For his mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. Let the ransom'd thus rejoice, Gather'd out of every land; As the people of his choice, Pluck'd from the destroyer's hand. 46 In the wilderness astray, Hither, thither, while they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way, Far from refuge, shelter, home; Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. To a pleasant land He brings, Where the vine and olive grow, Where from flowery hills the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. O that men would praise the Lord, For His goodness to their race; For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! They that mourn in dungeon-gloom, Bound in iron and despair, Sentenced to a heavier doom Than the pangs they suffer there;-- Foes and rebels once to God, They disdain'd His high control; Now they feel His fiery rod, Striking terrors through their soul. Wrung with agony, they fall To the dust, and, gazing round, Call for help;--in vain they call; Help, nor hope, nor friend are found. 47 Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. He restores their forfeit breath, Breaks in twain the gates of brass; From the bands and grasp of death, Forth to liberty they pass. O that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! Sinners, for transgression, see Sharp disease their youth consume, And their beauty, like a tree, Withering on an early tomb. Food is loathsome to their taste, And the eye revolts from light; All their joys to ruin haste, As the sunset into night. Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. He with health renews their frame, Lengthens out their number'd days, Let them glorify His name With the sacrifice of praise. 48 O that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! They that toil upon the deep, And, in vessels light and frail, O'er the mighty waters sweep, With the billow and the gale,-- Mark what wonders God performs, When He speaks, and, unconfined, Rush to battle all His storms, In the chariots of the wind. Up to heaven their bark is whirl'd On the mountain of the wave, Down as suddenly 'tis hurl'd To th' abysses of the grave. To and fro they reel and roll, As intoxicate with wine; Terrors paralyze their soul, Helm they quit, and hope resign. Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. Calm and smooth the surges flow, And where deadly lightning ran, God's own reconciling bow Metes the ocean with a span. 49 O that men would praise the Lord, For His goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! Topics: Deliverance from perils at sea; Deliverance from malignant disease; Deliverance from captivity; Deliverance in the wilderness; Deliverance of God's people Languages: English

Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #188 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 9:21 Lyrics: Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God! When humbled at Thy feet, I learn the lessons of Thy rod, Thy mercy, Lord, is sweet. For Thou dost not in wrath chastise, But when I go astray, "Return," a voice behind me cries, "Walk here;--this is the way." Impatient of Thine easy yoke, If heedless yet I roam, Some sharp affliction, with a stroke Of kindness, warns me home. That godly sorrow then I feel, Which nothing can control, Until the hand that wounded, heal, That bruised me, make me whole. As, at Thy word, the winds and waves From ocean-warfare cease; That word my soul from shipwreck saves, Thy presence brings me peace. "Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God!" 'Tis transport to repeat, When Thou hast thrown aside the rod, "Thy mercy, Lord, is sweet!" Topics: God's Mercy Languages: English

I love the Lord; He lent an ear

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #123 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 16 Lyrics: I love the Lord;--He lent an ear, When I for help implored; He rescued me from all my fear, Therefore I love the Lord. 125 Bound hand and foot with chains of sin, Death dragg'd me for his prey; The pit was moved to take me in, All hope was far away. I cried in agony of mind, "Lord, I beseech Thee, save:" He held me;--Death his prey resign'd, And Mercy shut the grave. Return, my soul, unto thy rest, From God no longer roam: His hand hath bountifally blest, His goodness call'd thee home. What shall I render unto Thee, My Saviour in distress, For all Thy benefits to me; So great and numberless? This will I do, for Thy love's sake, And thus Thy power proclaim, Salvation's sacred cup I'll take, And call upon Thy name. Thou God of covenanted grace! Hear and record my vow, While in Thy courts I seek Thy face, And at Thine altar bow. Henceforth myself to Thee I give, With single, heart and eye, To walk before Thee while I live, And bless Thee when I die. Topics: Redemption, gratitude for Languages: English

O take away this evil heart

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #281 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 16:4 Lyrics: O take away this evil heart; This heart of unbelief renew; So prone, so eager to depart From Thee, the living God and true. O crucify this carnal mind, 'Tis enmity, my God, to Thee; I cannot love Thee, till I find The mind that was in Christ in me. O sanctify this sinful soul; Health to the dying leper give; Thou, if Thou wilt, canst make me whole; Speak but the word, and I shall live. O disenthrall this captive will, (Free only when Thou mak'st it free,) That I may glory to fulfil Thy perfect law of liberty. 301 Then, though through life, a worm of earth, In death returning to the clod, I shall become, by second birth, An heir of heaven, a child of God. Languages: English

Return, my soul, unto thy rest

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #23 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 16:7 Lyrics: Return, my soul, unto thy rest, From vain pursuits and madd'ning cares, From lonely woes that wring thy breast, The world's allurements,--Satan's snares. Return unto thy rest, my soul, From all the wanderings of thy thought, From sickness unto death made whole, Safe through a thousand perils brought. Then to thy rest, my soul, return From passions every hour at strife; Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn, Lay hold upon eternal life. God is thy Rest,--with heart inclined To keep His Word, that Word believe; Christ is thy Rest,--with lowly mind. His light and easy yoke receive. Topics: Rest for the soul Languages: English

All ye gentiles, praise the Lord

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #87 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 17 Lyrics: All ye gentiles, praise the Lord, All ye lands, your voices raise; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord, for ever praise. For His truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of His right hand, Like His own eternity. Praise Him, ye who know his love, Praise Him from the depths beneath, Praise Him in the heights above; Praise your Maker all that breathe. Topics: Gentiles exhorted to praise God Languages: English

Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #15 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 19 Lyrics: Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare, The firmament displays Thy skill; The changing clouds, the viewless air, Tempest and calm Thy word fulfil; Day unto day doth utter speech, And night to night Thy knowledge teach. Though voice nor sound inform the ear, Well-known the language of their song, When one by one the stars appear, Led by the silent moon along, Till round the earth, from all the sky, Thy beauty beams on every eye. Waked by Thy touch, the shining sun Comes like a bridegroom from his bower, And, like a giant, glad to run His bright career with speed and power-- Thy flaming messenger, to dart Life through the depth of Nature's heart. While these transporting visions shine Along the path of Providence, Glory eternal, joy divine, Thy word reveals, transcending sense; My soul Thy goodness longs to see, Thy love to man, Thy love to me. Languages: English

Thy law is perfect, Lord of light

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #27 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 19 Lyrics: Thy law is perfect, Lord of light! Thy testimonies sure, The statutes of Thy realm are right, And thy commandments pure. Holy, inviolate Thy fear, Enduring as Thy throne: Thy judgments, chastening or severe, Justice and truth alone:-- More prized than gold,--than gold whose waste Refining fire expels; Sweeter than honey to my taste, Than honey from the cells. 26 Let these, O God! my soul convert; And make Thy servant wise; Let these be gladness to my heart, The day-spring to mine eyes. By these may I be warn'd betimes; Who knows the guilt within? Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes, Cleanse me from secret sin! So may the words my lips express, The thoughts that throng my mind, O Lord, my strength and righteousness! With Thee acceptance find. Topics: God's law Languages: English

Glad was my heart to hear

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #100 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 22 Lyrics: Glad was my heart to hear My old companions say, Come,--in the House of God appear, For 'tis an holy day. Our willing feet shall stand Within the temple-door, While young and old in many a band Shall throng the sacred floor. Thither the tribes repair, Where all are wont to meet, And joyful in the House of Prayer Bend at the Mercy-seat. Pray for Jerusalem, The city of our God; The Lord from Heaven be kind to them That love the dear abode. Within these walls may peace And harmony be found: Zion, in all thy palaces, Prosperity abound. 104 God scorns not humble things; These, though the proud despise, The children of the King of kings, Are training for the skies. May none who thus are taught, From glory be cast down, But all through faith and patience brought To an eternal crown. For friends and brethren dear, Our prayer shall never cease, Oft as they meet for worship here, God send his people peace. Topics: Church its peace and prosperity Languages: English

God in his temple let us meet

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #101 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 22:7-9 Lyrics: God in his temple let us meet: Low on our knees before Him bend, Here hath He fix'd his Mercy-seat, Here on his worship we attend. Arise into thy resting-place, Thou, and thine ark of strength, O Lord! Shine through the veil, we seek Thy face; Speak, for we hearken to Thy word. With righteousness Thy priests array; Joyful Thy chosen people be; Let those who teach, and hear, and pray, Let all be Holiness to Thee! Languages: English

The Lord is my Shepherd

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #40 (1854) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Scripture: Psalm 23 Lyrics: The Lord is my Shepherd, nor want shall I know; I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when opprest. Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, Since Thou art my guardian no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay; No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. In the midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er; With perfume and oil, Thou anointest my head; O! what shall I ask of Thy Providence more? Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! Still follow my steps, till I meet Thee above: 41 I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn, Thy kingdom of love. Topics: Good Shepherd Languages: English

Though I walk the downward shade

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #230 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 23:4 Lyrics: Though I walk the downward shade, Deepening through the vale of death, Yet I will not be afraid, But, with my departing breath, I will glory in my God, In my Saviour I will trust, Strengthen'd by His staff and rod, While this body falls to dust. 229 Soon on wings, on wings of love, My transported soul shall rise, Like the home-returning dove, Vanishing through boundless skies; Then, where death shall be no more, Sin nor suffering e'er molest, All my days of mourning o'er, In his presence I shall rest. Languages: English

Mercy and goodness, O my God

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #231 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 23:4-6 Lyrics: Mercy and goodness, O my God! Have follow'd me through all my days; Thy strengthening staff, and guiding rod, Upheld my steps, made straight my ways: Lord, till I reach thy holy hill, Goodness and mercy guard me still. And when I yield this mortal breath, My soul into Thy hands commend, And pass the vale and shade of death, Thy staff and rod my path attend: Mercy and goodness then shall be My song to all eternity. Topics: Death support in Languages: English

Lift up your heads, ye gates!

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #133 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 24 First Line: Lift up your heads, ye gates! and wide Lyrics: Lift up your heads, ye gates! and wide Your everlasting doors display; Ye angel-guards, like flames divide And give the King of Glory way. Who is the King of Glory?--He, The Lord, omnipotent to save; Whose own right arm, in victory Led captive death, and spoil'd the grave. Lift up your heads, ye gates! and high Your everlasting portals heave; Welcome the King of Glory nigh; Him must the heaven of heavens receive. Who is the King of Glory?--who? The Lord of Hosts;-behold His name; The kingdom, power, aad honour due, Yield Him, ye saints! with glad acclaim. Languages: English

One thing, with all my soul's desire

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #121 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 27 Lyrics: One thing, with all my soul's desire, I sought and will pursue; What Thine own Spirit doth inspire, Lord, for Thy servant do. Grant me within Thy courts a place, Among Thy saints a seat, For ever to behold Thy face, And worship at Thy feet. In Thy pavilion to abide, When storms of trouble blow, And in Thy tabernacle hide, Secure from every foe. "Seek ye My face-" without delay, When thus I hear Thee speak, My heart would leap for joy, and say, "Thy face, Lord, will I seek." Then leave me not, when griefs assail, And earthly comforts flee, When father, mother, kindred fail, My God, remember me. Oft had I fainted, and resign'd Of every hope my hold, But mine affections brought to mind Thy benefits of old. 124 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait; My soul, disdain to fear: The righteous Judge is at the gate, And thy redemption near. Topics: Seeking the Lord Languages: English

Out of the depths of woe

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #82 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 30 Lyrics: Out of the depths of woe, To Thee, O Lord! I cry; Darkness surrounds me, but I know That Thou art ever nigh. Then hearken to my voice, Give ear to my complaint; Thou bidst the mourning soul rejoice, Thou comfortest the faint. I cast my hope on Thee, Thou canst, Thou wilt forgive; Wert Thou to mark iniquity, Who in thy sight could live? Humbly on Thee I wait, Confessing all my sin; Lord, I am knocking at thy gate, Open and take me in. Like them, whose longing eyes Watch till the morning-star, (Though late and seen through tempests) rise, Heaven's portals to unbar:-- Like them I watch and pray, And though it tarry long, 87 Catch the first gleam of welcome day, Then burst into a song, Glory to God above! The waters soon will cease, For lo! the swift-returning dove Brings home the sign of peace. Though storms his face obscure, And dangers threaten loud, Jehovah's covenant is sure; His bow is in the cloud. Topics: Fervent supplication Languages: English

Yea, I will extol Thee

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #190 (1854) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D Scripture: Psalm 30 Lyrics: Yea, I will extol Thee Lord of life and light, For Thine arm upheld me, Turn'd my foes to flight; I implored Thy succour, Thou wert swift to save, Heal my wounded spirit, Bring me from the grave. 193 Sing, ye saints, sing praises! Call His love to mind, For a moment angry, But for ever kind; Grief may, like a stranger, Through the night sojourn, Yet shall joy, to-morrow, With the sun return. In my wealth I vaunted, "Nought shall move me hence; Thou hast made my mountain, Strong in Thy defence:"-- Then Thy face was hidden, Trouble laid me low, "Lord," I cried right humbly, "Why forsake me so?" "Would my blood appease Thee, In atonement shed? Can the dust give glory?-- Praise employ the dead? Hear me, Lord, in mercy, God my Helper, hear." --Long Thou didst not tarry, Help and health were near. Thou hast turn'd my mourning Into minstrelsy, Girded me with gladness, Set from thraldom free: Thee my ransom'd powers Henceforth shall adore, Thee, my great Deliverer, Laud for evermore. Topics: Deliverance from trouble Languages: English

Lord, for ever at Thy side

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #187 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 31 Lyrics: Lord, for ever at Thy side, Let my place and portion be; Strip me of the robe of pride, Clothe me with humility. Meekly may my soul receive All Thy Spirit hath reveal'd, Thou hast spoken;--I believe Though the prophecy were seal'd. Quiet as a weanèd child, Weanèd from the mother's breast, By no subtlety beguiled, On thy faithful word I rest. Saints! rejoicing evermore, In the Lord Jehovah trust; Him in all his ways adore, Wise, and wonderful, and just. Topics: Prayer for humility Languages: English

Searcher of hearts, to Thee are known

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #42 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 39 Lyrics: Searcher of hearts! to Thee are known The inmost secrets of my breast At home, abroad, in crowds, alone, Thou mark'st my rising and my rest, My thoughts far off, through every maze, Source, stream, and issue,--all my ways. How from Thy presence should I go, Or whither from Thy Spirit flee, Since all above, around, below, Exist in Thine immensity? If up to heaven I take my way, I meet Thee in eternal day. If in the grave I make my bed With worms and dust, lo! Thou art there; If, on the wings of morning sped, Beyond the ocean I repair, I feel Thine all-controlling will, And Thy right hand upholds me still. "Let darkness hide me," If I say, Darkness can no concealment be; Night on Thy rising shines like day; Darkness and light are one with Thee: For Thou mine embryo-form didst view, Ere her own babe my mother knew. In me Thy workmanship display'd, A miracle of power I stand, Fearfully, wonderfully made, And framed in secret by Thine hand: 43 I lived, ere into being brought, Through Thine eternity of thought. How precious are Thy thoughts of peace, O God, to me! how great the sum! New every morn, they never cease; They were, they are, and yet shall come, In number and in compass more Than ocean's sands or ocean's shore. Search me, O God! and know my heart; Try me, my inmost soul survey; And warn Thy servant to depart From every false and evil way; So shall Thy truth my guidance be To life and immortality. Topics: Omnipresence of God; Omniscience of God Languages: English

All hearts to Thee are open here

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #117 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 39:23-24 Lyrics: All hearts to Thee are open here; All our desires are known; And we are that which we appear To Thee, good Lord, alone. No eye of man can penetrate, Another's secret mind, Nor well discern his own estate, Naked, and poor, and blind. The entrance of Thy word gives light: Let it so shine within, That each may tremble at the sight Of his unbosom'd sin. 119 With godly sorrow make him grieve, Till hope spring out of grief, And,cry with tears, "Lord, I believe, Help Thou mine unbelief." Ah! then reveal Thy pard'ning love, To young, to old, to all, And raise Thy banish'd ones above The misery of their fall. As sinners to Thy house we came: As saints may we depart, In humbler, holier, happier frame Of soul, and mind, and heart. Topics: Omniscience of God; Word of God Languages: English

Lord, let my prayer like incense rise

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #77 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 41 Lyrics: Lord, let my prayer like incense rise, And when I lift my hands to Thee, As on the evening sacrifice Look down from heaven well-pleased on me. Set Thou a watch to keep my tongue, Let not my heart to sin incline; Save me from men who practise wrong, Let me not share their mirth and wine. But let the righteous, when I stray, Smite me in love,--his strokes are kind; His mild reproofs, like oil, allay The wounds they make, and heal the mind. Mine eyes are unto Thee, my God! Behold me humbled in the dust; I kiss the hand that wields the rod, I own thy chastisements are just. But O! redeem me from the snares With which the world surrounds my feet, Its riches, vanities, and cares, Its love, its hatred, its deceit. Topics: Prayer acceptance and guidance in Languages: English

As the hart, with eager looks

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #96 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 42 Lyrics: As the hart, with eager looks, Panteth for the water-brooks, 100 So my soul, athirst for Thee, Pants the loving God to see: When, O when, with filial fear, Lord, shall I to Thee draw near? Tears my food by night, by day, Grief consumes my strength away; While his craft the Tempter plies, "Where is now Thy God?" he cries; This would sink me to despair But I pour my soul in prayer. For, in happier times, I went, Where the multitudes frequent; I, with them, was wont to bring Homage to Thy courts, my King! I with them was wont to raise Festal hymns on holy days. Why art thou cast down, my soul! God, thy God, shall make thee whole: Why art thou disquieted? God shall lift thy fallen head; And his countenance benign Be the saving health of thine. Languages: English

Hear me, O Lord! in my distress

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #176 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 43 Lyrics: Hear me, O Lord! in my distress, Hear me in truth and righteousness; For, at Thy bar of judgment tried, None living can be justified. Lord! I have foes without, within, The world, the flesh, indwelling sin, Life's daily ills, temptation's power, And Satan roaring to devour. These, these, my fainting soul surround, My strength is smitten to the ground; Like those long dead, beneath their weight, Crush'd is my heart, and desolate. Yet in the gloom of silent thought, I call to mind what God hath wrought, Thy wonders in the days of old, Thy mercies great and manifold. Ah! then to Thee I stretch my hands, Like fainting streams through desert sands; I thirst for thee, as harvest plains, Parch'd by the summer, thirst for rains. O let me not thus hopeless lie Like one condemn'd at morn to die; But with the morning may I see Thy loving kindness visit me. 180 Teach me Thy will, subdue my own; Thou art my God, and Thou alone, By Thy good Spirit guide me still, Safe from all foes, to Zion's Hill. Release my soul from trouble, Lord, Quicken and keep me by Thy word; May all its promises be mine! Thou art my portion,--I am Thine. Topics: Faith trials of Languages: English

Come and behold the works of God

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #88 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Scripture: Psalm 46 Lyrics: Come, and behold the works of God, What desolations he will make; In vengeance when He wields His rod, The heathen rage, their kingdoms quake; 92 He utters forth His voice;--'tis felt; Like wax the world's foundations melt; The Lord of Hosts is in the field! The God of Jacob is our shield. Again He maketh wars to cease, He breaks the bow, unpoints the spear, And burns the chariot;--joy and peace In all His glorious march appear: Silence, O Earth! Thy Maker own; Ye gentiles, He is God alone; The Lord of Hosts is in the field, The God of Jacob is our shield. Topics: War and peace Languages: English

There is a river pure and bright

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #229 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 46 Lyrics: There is a river pure and bright, Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains, Where, in eternity of light, The City of our God remains. Built by the word of His command, With His unclouded presence blest, Firm as His throne, the bulwarks stand; There is our home, our hope, our rest. 228 Thither let fervent faith aspire; Our treasure and our heart be there: Oh! for a seraph's wing of fire! No,--on the mightier wings of prayer,-- We reach at once that last retreat, And, ranged among the ransom'd throng, Fall with the elders at His feet, Whose Name alone inspires their song. Ah! soon, how soon! our spirits droop; Unwont the air of heaven to breathe; Yet God, in very deed, will stoop, And dwell Himself with men beneath. Come to thy living temples, then, As in the ancient times appear; Let earth be Paradise again, And man, O God! thine image here. Topics: Heaven antepast of Languages: English

Heralds of creation! cry

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #12 (1854) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 48 Lyrics: Heralds of creation! cry,-- Praise the Lord, the Lord most high! Heaven and earth! obey the call, Praise the Lord, the Lord of all. For He spake, and forth from night Sprang the universe to light: He commanded,--Nature heard, And stood fast upon his word. Praise Him, all ye hosts above, Spirits perfected in love; Sun and Moon! your voices raise, Sing, ye stars! your Maker's praise. 13 Earth! from all thy depths below, Ocean's hallelujahs flow, Lightning, Vapour, Wind and Storm, Hail and Snow! His will perform. Vales and Mountains! burst in song; Rivers! roll his praise along; Clap your hands, ye Trees! and hail God, who comes in every gale. Birds! on wings of rapture soar, Warble at His Temple door, Joyful sounds from Herds and Flocks, Echo back, ye Caves and Rocks! Kings! your Sovereign serve with awe; Judges! own His righteous law; Princes! worship Him with fear; Bow the knee, all People! here. Let His truth by Babes be told, And His wonders by the old; Youths and maidens! in your prime, Learn the lays of heaven betime. High above all height His throne, Excellent His name alone; Him let all His works confess, Him let every Being bless. Topics: Creation all invites to worship God Languages: English

O God! Thou art my God alone

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #66 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 62 Lyrics: O God! Thou art my God alone; Early to Thee my soul shall cry, A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose Springs are dry. Oh! that it were as it hath been, When, praying in the holy place, Thy power and glory I have seen, And mark'd the footsteps of Thy grace! Yet through this rough and thorny maze, I follow hard on Thee, my God! Thine hand unseen upholds my ways, I safely tread where Thou hast trod. Thee, in the watches of the night, When I remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness light, Thy guardian wings are round my head. Better than life itself Thy love, Dearer than all beside to me; For whom have I in heaven above, Or who on earth, compared with Thee? 71 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, For all Thy mercy I will give; My soul shall still in God rejoice, My tongue shall bless Thee while I live. Topics: Prayer resolution in Languages: English

Thou, God, art a consuming fire

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #68 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 65:2 Lyrics: Thou, God, art a consuming fire, Yet mortals may find grace, From toil and tumult to retire, And meet Thee face to face. Though "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord!" Seraph to seraph sings, And angel-choirs, with one accord, Worship, with veiling wings;-- Though earth Thy footstool, heaven Thy throne, Thy way amidst the sea, Thy path deep floods, Thy steps unknown, Thy counsels mystery:-- Yet wilt Thou look on him who lies A suppliant at Thy feet; And hearken to the feeblest cries That reach Thy mercy-seat. Between the cherubim of old Thy glory was express'd; But God, through Christ, we now behold In flesh made manifest. Through Him who all our sickness felt, Who all our sorrows bare, Through Him in whom Thy fulness dwelt We offer up our prayer. 73 Touch'd with a feeling of our woes, Jesus, our High Priest, stands; All our infirmities He knows, Our souls are in His hands. He bears them up with strength divine, When at Thy feet we fall; Lord, cause, Thy face on us to shine Hear us,--on Thee we call. Topics: Prayer through Christ alone Languages: English

Lord, I have put my trust in Thee

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #220 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 71 Lyrics: Lord, I have put my trust in Thee, Turn not my confidence to shame; Thy promise is a rock to me, A tower of refuge is Thy name. 220 Thou hast upheld me from the womb; Thou wert my strength and hope in youth; Now trembling, bending o'er the tomb, I lean upon Thine arm of truth. Though I have long outlived my peers, And stand amid the world alone, (A stranger left by former years), I know my God,--by Him am known. Cast me not off in mine old age, Forsake me not in my last hour; The foe hath not foregone his rage, The lion ravins to devour. Not far, my God, not far remove: Sin and the world still spread their snares, Stand by me now, or they will prove Too crafty yet for my grey hairs. Me through what troubles hast Thou brought, Me with what consolations crown'd! Now be Thy last deliverance wrought, My soul in peace with Thee be found. Topics: Old Age Languages: English

Hail to the Lord's Anointed

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #267 (1854) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Psalm 72 Lyrics: Hail to the Lord's Anointed! Great David's greater Son; Hail in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. He comes with succour speedy, To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light; Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, Were precious in His sight. By such shall He be feared, While sun and moon endure, Beloved, obey'd, revered; For He shall judge the poor, 277 Through changing generations, With justice, mercy, truth, While stars maintain their stations Or moons renew their youth. He shall come down like showers, Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth: Before Him, on the mountains, Shall Peace, the herald, go; And Righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow. Arabia's desert-ranger To Him shall bow the knee, The Ethiopian stranger His glory come to see: With offerings of devotion, Ships from the Isles shall meet, To pour the wealth of ocean In tribute at His feet. Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring, All nations shall adore Him, His praise all people sing: For He shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar. For Him shall prayer unceasing, And daily vows ascend; 278 His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end: The mountain-dews shall nourish A seed in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish, And shake like Lebanon. O'er every foe victorious, He on His throne shall rest, From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-blest; The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His Name shall stand for ever, That Name to us is--Love. Languages: English

Fall down ye nations, and adore

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #266 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 72:11 Lyrics: Fall down ye nations, and adore Jehovah on His mercy-seat, Like prostrate seas on every shore, That cast their billows at your feet. Let hallelujahs to the skies, With ocean's everlasting sound, (The voice of many waters) rise, Day without night, as time goes round. Come from the east,--with gifts, ye kings, Gold, frankincense, and myrrh; Where'er the morning spreads her wings, Let man to God his vows prefer. Come from the west,--the bond, the free, His easy service make your choice; Ye isles of the Pacific Sea, Like halcyon-nests, in God rejoice. Come from the south;--through desert sands, A highway for the Lord prepare; Let Ethiopia stretch her hands, And Libya pour her soul in prayer. Come from the north;--let Europe raise In all her languages one song; Give God the glory, power, and praise, That to His holy name belong. For He hath bow'd the heavens above, And at His feet the mountains flow'd; 276 He came;--but not in wrath;--in love, To make with men His pure abode. With smiles, O earth! thy Maker meet; Nations, before your Saviour fall; Redemption is in him complete, The Gospel now is preach'd to all. Topics: Christ's universal reign Languages: English

In time of tribulation

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #185 (1854) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Psalm 77 Lyrics: In time of tribulation, Hear, Lord, my feeble cries, With humble supplication To Thee my spirit flies: 188 My heart with grief is breaking, Scarce can my voice complain; Mine eyes, with tears kept waking, Still watch and weep in vain. The days of old, in vision, Bring vanish'd bliss to view; The years of lost fruition Their joys in pangs renew; Remember'd songs of gladness, Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, And stir desponding thought. Hath God cast off for ever? Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy, never Shall I presume to share? Hath He His loving-kindness Shut up in endless wrath? No;--this is my own blindness, That cannot see His path. I call to recollection The years of His right hand, And, strong in His protection, Again through faith I stand: Thy deeds, O Lord! are wonder, Holy are all Thy ways, The secret place of thunder Shall utter forth Thy praise. Thee, with the tribes assembled, O God! the billows saw; 189 They saw Thee, and they trembled, Turn'd, and stood still with awe: The clouds shot hail--they lighten'd, The earth reel'd to and fro; The fiery pillar brighten'd The gulph of gloom below. Thy way is in great waters, Thy footsteps are not known; Let Adam's sons and daughters Confide in Thee alone: Through the wild sea Thou leddest Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the waves Thou treadest, And Thy redeem'd pass o'er. Topics: Despondency corrected; Past and present Languages: English

Lord, Thou hast been Thy people's rest

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #46 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Scripture: Psalm 90 Lyrics: Lord, Thou hast been Thy people's rest, Through all their generations; Their refuge when by troubles prest, Their hope in tribulations: Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth, Or ever Thou hadst form'd the earth, Art God from everlasting. Our life is like the transient breath, That tells a mournful story; Early or late, stopt short by death;-- And where is all our glory? Our days are threescore years and ten, And if the span be lengthened then, Their strength is toil and sorrow. Lo Thou hast set before Thine eyes All our misdeeds and errors; Our secret sins from darkness rise At Thine awakening terrors: Who shall abide the trying hour? Who knows the thunder of Thy power? We flee unto Thy mercy. 50 Lord, teach us so to mark our days, That we may prize them duly; So guide our feet in Wisdom's ways, That we may love Thee truly: Return, O Lord! our griefs behold, And with Thy goodness, as of old, O satisfy us early. Topics: Time, life, and man past, present, future Languages: English

Call Jehovah thy salvation

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #145 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Scripture: Psalm 91 Lyrics: Call Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath the Almighty's shade, In his secret habitation Dwell, and never be dismay'd: There no tumult shall alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare, Guile nor violence can harm thee In eternal safeguard there. From the sword at noon-day wasting, From the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defence; Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow, Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. Only with thine eyes the anguish Of the wicked thou shalt see, When by slow disease they languish, When they perish suddenly: 149 Thee, though winds and waves be swelling, God, thine hope, shall bear through all; Plague shall not come nigh thy dwelling, Thee no evil shall befall. He shall charge his angel legions, Watch and ward o'er thee to keep; Though thou walk through hostile regions, Though in desert wilds thou sleep: On the lion vainly roaring, On his young, thy foot shall tread, And, the dragon's den exploring, Thou shalt bruise the Serpent's head. Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of His protection He will shield thee from above: Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save, Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. Topics: God guards his people; Omnipotence of God Languages: English

The Lord is King: upon His throne

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #41 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Scripture: Psalm 92 Lyrics: The Lord is King:--upon His throne, He sits in garments glorious: Or girds for war His armour on, In every field victorious: The world came forth at his command; Built on His word its pillars stand; They never can be shaken. The Lord was King ere time began, His reign is everlasting: When high the floods in tumult ran, Their foam to heaven up-casting, He made the raging waves His path; The sea is mighty in its wrath, But God on high is mightier. Thy testimonies, Lord, are sure; Thy realm fears no commotion; Firm as the earth, whose shores endure The eternal toil of ocean: And Thou with perfect peace wilt bless Thy faithful flock;--for holiness Becomes Thine house for ever. Topics: God Majesty of; Testimonies of God Languages: English

Sing a new song unto the Lord

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #201 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 96:1-2 Lyrics: Sing a new song unto the Lord; His mercies, every morning new, His truth and faithfulness record; Give to our God the glory due. God is the Lord; around His throne In heaven, adoring seraphim, And ransom'd saints, ascribe alone All power, might, majesty, to Hiin. On earth His church impregnable, Built on the rock of ages, stands, And yet, against the gates of hell, Shall send salvation through all lands. Thou, by whose word the worlds were made, In wisdom and in goodness framed, By every creature be obey'd, By every tongue Thy praise proclaim'd. Let Britain's children, most of all Beholden for their lot of grace, Rejoice to hear their Saviour's call, And seek their heavenly Father's face. So the new song we now begin Shall never cease while we have breath, Through Him who suffer'd for our sin, And by His death abolish'd death. Topics: Church glorious and impregnable Languages: English

How beautiful the sight

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #199 (1854) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 133 Lyrics: How beautiful the sight Of brethren who agree In friendship to unite, And bonds of charity! 'Tis like the precious ointment, shed O'er all his robes, from Aaron's head. 'Tis like the dews that fill The cups of Hermon's flowers; Or Zion's fruitful hill, Bright with the drops of showers, When mingling odours breathe around, And glory rests on all the ground. For there the Lord commands Blessings, a boundless store, From His unsparing hands-- Yea, life for evermore; Thrice happy they who meet above To spend eternity in love. Topics: Brotherly Love Languages: English

To us the voice of Wisdom cries

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: MSPH #29 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Proverbs 8 Lyrics: To us the voice of Wisdom cries, Hearken, ye children, and be wise; Better than gold the fruit I bear, Rubies to me may not compare, Happy the man who daily waits To hear me, watching at my gates; Wretched is he who scorns my voice, Death and destruction are his choice. To them that love me I am kind; And those who seek me early find; My Son, give me thine heart,--and learn Wisdom from folly to discern. 28 The Lord possess'd me, ere of old, His hand the firmament unroll'd; Before He bade the mountains stand, Or pour'd the ocean round the land. Rejoicing then before his throne, From everlasting I was known; Rejoicing still, as in His sight, With men on earth is my delight. Mark, the beginning of my law, --Fear ye the Lord with sacred awe; Mark the fulfilment of the whole, Love ye the Lord with all your soul. We hear, we learn; may we obey; Jesus, the life, the truth, the way, Wisdom and righteousness, we see, Grace and salvation all in Thee. Topics: Wisdom Languages: English

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