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Amidst Thy Wrath, Remember Love

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #38 (2023) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Amidst Thy wrath remember love; restore Thy servant, LORD; nor let a father’s chast'ning prove like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart: my flesh is sorely pressed; between the sorrow and the smart my spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, and o’er my head are gone; too heavy they for me to bear, too hard for me to atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, my head still bending down; and I go mourning all the day beneath my Father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weak, and broken sore, none of my pow'rs are whole; the inward anguish makes me roar, the anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to Thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear; and every sigh, and every groan is noticed by Thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; my God will hear me cry, my God will bear my spirit up, when Satan bids me die. 8 My foot is ever apt to slide, my foes rejoice to see't; they raise their pleasure and their pride when they supplant my feet. 9 But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee, and grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak my graces be, and beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, and be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation haste, before Thy servant die! Topics: Confession and Propitiation Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English Tune Title: CRIMOND
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Amidst Thy Wrath Remember Love

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #304 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Amidst Thy wrath remember love, Restore Thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2. Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely pressed; Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. 3. My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. 4. My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father’s frown. 5. Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my powers are whole: The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. 6. All my desire to Thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by Thine ear. 7. Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry; My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. 8. My foot is ever apt to slide, My foes rejoice to see’t; They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. 9. But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10. My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before Thy servant die. Languages: English Tune Title: PARKER
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Amidst thy Wrath remember Love

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns #B.I (1737) Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy Wrath remember Love, Restore thy Servant, Lord! Nor let a Father's Chast'ning prove Like an Avenger's Sword! 2 My Sins a heavy Burden are, And o'er my Head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too great for me t' atone. 3 My Thoughts are like a trouble Sea, My Head still bending down: And I go mourning all the Day, Father, beneath thy Frown. 4 All my desire to thee is known, Thine Eye counts every Tear, And every Sigh and every Groan, Is notic'd by thine Ear. 5 Thou art my God, my only Hope; O hearken to my cry; O bear my fainting Spirits up, When Satan bids me die. 6 Lord, I confess my Guilt to thee, I grieve for all my Sin; My helpless Impotence I see, And beg Support divine. 7 O God, forgive my Follies past; Be thou for ever nigh; O Lord of my Salvation, haste, And save me, or I die! Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Amidst thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #38 (1789) Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father’s chast'ning prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’ atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father’s frown. 5 Lord I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my pow'rs are whole; My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee are known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, And ev'ry sigh and ev'ry groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation haste, Before thy servant die. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Amidst thy Wrath remember Love

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P38 (1766) Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy Wrath remember Love, Restore thy Servant Lord, Nor let a Father's Chast'ning prove Like an Avenger's Sword. 2 Thine Arrows stick within my Heart, My Flesh is sorely prest; Between the Sorrow and the Smart, My Spirit finds no Rest. 3 My Sins a heavy Load appear, And o'er my Head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t' attone. 4 My Thoughts are like a troubled Sea, My Head still bending down; And I go mourning all the Day, Beneath my Father's Frown. 5 Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my Pow'rs are whole; The inward Anguish makes me roar, The Anguish of my Soul. 6 All my Desire to Thee is known, Thine Eye counts ev'ry Tear, And ev'ry Sigh and ev'ry Groan, Is notic'd by thine Ear. 7 Thou art my GOD, my only Hope; My GOD will hear my Cry; My GOD will bear my Spirit up, When Satan bids me die. 8 [My Foot is ever apt to slide, My Foes rejoice to see't; They raise their Pleasure and their Pride, When they supplant my Feet. 9 But I'll confess my Guilt to Thee, And grieve for all my Sin; I'll mourn how weak my Graces be, And beg Support divine. 10 My GOD, forgive my Follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my Salvation haste, Before thy Servant die. Topics: Confession of Sin, Repentance and Pardon; Desertion and Distress of Soul; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Health prayed for; Jehovah; Prayer for Repentance and Pardon Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Amidst thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #86 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love; Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest: Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t' atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my father's frown. 5 Lord, I am weak, and broken sore, None of my pow'rs are whole; The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear; And ev'ry sigh, and ev'ry groan, Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. 8 [My foot is ever apt to slide, My foes rejoice to see 't; They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. 9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin; I'll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die!] Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English
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Amidst thy wrath, remember love

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P38 (1857) Languages: English
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Amidst thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, and Approved by the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of America #P38 (1830)

Amidst Thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: Spurgeon's Own Hymn Book #38 (2019)
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Amid Thy Wrath Remember Love

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms of Grace #38a (2022) First Line: Amid Thy wrath, remember love Lyrics: 1 Amidst Thy wrath, remember love; Restore Thy servant, LORD; Nor let a Father’s chast'ning prove; Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely pressed; Between the sorrow and the dart my spirit finds no rest. 3 LORD, I am weak and broken sore, None of my pow'rs are whole; The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. 4 All my desire to Thee is known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, And ev'ry sigh and ev'ry groan; Is noticed by Thine ear. 5 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry; My God will bear my spirit up; When Satan bids me die. 6 But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak my graces be; And beg support divine. 7 My God, forgive my follies past; And be forever nigh; O LORD of my salvation, haste; Before Thy servant die. Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English Tune Title: GRÄFENBERG

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