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Since I have placed my trust in God

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #19 (1754) Lyrics: 1 Since I have plac'd my Trust in God, a Refuge always nigh, Why should I, like a tim'rous Bird, to distant Mountains fly? 2 Behold, the Wicked bend their Bow, and ready fix their Dart; Lurking in Ambush to destroy the Man of upright Heart. 3 When once the firm Assurance fails, which publick Faith imparts, 'Tis time for Innocence to fly from such deceitful Arts. 4 The Lord hath both a Temple here, and righteous Throne above; Where he surveys the Sons of Men, and how their Counsels move. 5 If God, the Righteous, whom he loves, for Trial, does correct; What must the sons of Violence, whom he abhors, expect? 6 Snares, Fire, and Brimstone, on their Heads, shall in one Tempest show'r; This dreadful Mixture his Revenge into their cup shall pour. 7 The righteous Lord will righteous Deeds, with signal Favour grace; And to the upright Man disclose the Brightness of his Face. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English

Since godly Men decay, O Lord

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #20 (1754) Lyrics: 1 Since godly Men decay, O Lord, do thou my Cause defend; For scarce these wretched Times afford one just and faithful Friend. 2 One Neighbour now can scarce believe, what t'other does impart; With flatt'ring Lips they all deceive, and with a double Heart. 3 But Lips that with Deceit abound, can never prosper long; God's righteous Vengeance will confound the proud blaspheming tongue. 4 In vain those foolish Boasters say, "Our Tongues are, sure, our own; "With doubtful Words we'll still betray, "and be controul'd by none 5 For God, who hears the suff'ring Poor, and their Oppression knows, Will soon arise, and give them Rest, in spite of all their Foes. 6 The Word of God shall still abide, and void of Falshood be, As is the Silver, sev'n times try'd, from drossy Mixture free. 7 The Promise of his aiding Grace shall reach its purpos'd End; His Servants from this faithless Race he ever shall defend. 8 Then shall the Wicked be perplex'd, nor know which Way to fly; When those whom they despis'd and vex'd, shall be advanc'd on high. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English

How long wilt thou forget me, Lord?

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #21 (1754) Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? must I forever mourn? How long wilt thou withdraw from me, Oh, never to return? 2 How long shall anxious Thoughts my Soul, and Grief my Heart oppress? How long my Enemies insult, and I have no Redress? 3 O, hear! and to my longing Eyes restore thy wonted Light; And suddenly, or I shall sleep in everlasting Night. 4 Restore me, lest they proudly boast 'twas their own Strength o'ercame; Permit not them that vex my soul, to triumph in my shame. 5 Since I have always plac'd my Trust beneath thy mercy's Wing, Thy saving health will come, and then my Heart with Joy shall spring; 6 Then shall my song, with praise inspir'd, to thee, my God, ascend, Who, to thy Servant in Distress, such Bounty didst extend. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English

Sure, wicked fools must needs suppose

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #22 (1754) Lyrics: 1 Sure, wicked Fools must needs suppose, That God is nothing but a Name: Corrupt and lewd their Practice grows, No Breast is warm'd with holy Flame. 2 The Lord look'd down from Heav'n's high Tow'r And all the sons of Men did view, To see if any own'd his Pow'r'; If any Truth or Justice knew. 3 But all, he saw, were gone aside, All were degen'rate grown, and base: None took Religion for their Guide, Not one of all the sinful Race. But can these workers of Deceit Be all so dull and senseless grown, That they, like Bread, my People eat, And God's Almighty Pow'r disown? 5 How will they tremble then for Fear, When his just Wrath shall them o'ertake! For, to the righteous, God is near, And never will their Cause forsake. 6 Ill Men, in vain, with Scorn expose the Methods which the Good pursue; Since God a Refuge is for those Whom his just eyes with Favour view. 7 Would he his saving Pow'r employ, To break his People's servile Band; Then Shouts of universal Joy Shall loudly eccho through the Land. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English

Lord, who's the happy Man, that may

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #23 (1754) Lyrics: 1 Lord, who's the happy Man, that may to thy blest Courts repair; Not, Stranger-like, to visit them, but to inhabit there? 2 'Tis he, whose ev'ry Thought, and Deed by Rules of Virtue moves; Whose gen'rous Tongue disdains to speak the Thing his Heart disproves. 3 Who never did a Slander forge, his Neighbour's Fame to wound; Nor hearken to a false Report, by malice whisper'd round. 4 Who vice, in all its Pomp and Pow'r, can treat with just Neglect; And Piety, tho' cloath'd in Rags, religiously respect. Who to his plighted vows and Trust has ever firmly stood; And tho' he promise to his Loss, he makes his Promise good. 5 Whose Soul in Usury disdains his Treasure to employ; Whom no Rewards can ever bribe, the Guiltless to destroy. The Man, who by this steady Course has Happiness ensur'd, When Earth's Foundation shakes, shall stand, by Providence secur'd. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English

Protect me from my cruel Foes

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #24 (1754) Lyrics: 1 Protect me from my cruel Foes, and shield me, Lord, from Harm; Because my Trust I still repose on thy Almighty Arm. 2 My Soul all Help but thine does slight, all Gods but Thee disown; Yet can no Deeds of mine requite, the Goodness thou hast shown. 3 But those that strictly virtuous are, and love the Thing that's right, To favour always, and prefer, shall be my chief Delight. 4 How shall their Sorrows be increas'd, who other gods adore! Their bloody Off'rings I detest, their very Names abhor. 5 My Lot is fall'n in that blest Land, where God is truly known; He fills my cup with lib'ral Hand; 'tis He supports my Throne. 6 In Nature's most delightful Scene my happy Portion lies; The Place of my appointed Reign all other Lands outvies. 7 Therefore my Soul shall bless the Lord, whose Precepts give me Light, And private Counsel still afford, in sorrow's dismal Night. 8 I strive each Action to approve to His all-seeing Eye; No Danger shall my Hopes remove, because He still is nigh. 9 Therefore my Heart all Grief defies, my Glory does rejoice; My Flesh shall rest, in Hopes to rise, wak'd by His pow'rful voice. 10 Thou, Lord, when I resign my Breath, my Soul from Hell shalt free; Nor let thy Holy One in Death the least Corruption see. 11 Thou shalt the Paths of Life display, that to thy Presence lead; Where Pleasures dwell without Allay, and Joys that never fade. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

To my just Plea, and sad Complaint

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #26 (1754) Lyrics: 1 To my just Plea, and sad Complaint, attend, O righteous Lord, And to my Pray'r, as 'tis unfeign'd, a gracious Ear afford. 2 As in thy Sight I am approv'd, so let my Sentence be; And with impartial Eyes, O Lord, my upright Dealing see. 3 For thou hast search'd my Heart by Day, and visited by Night; And, on the strictest Trial, found its secret Motions right. Nor shall thy Justice, Lord, alone my Heart's Designs acquit; For I have purpos'd, that my tongue shall no Offence commit. 4 I know what wicked Men would do, their Safety to maintain; But me thy just and mild Commands from bloody Paths restrain. 5 That I may still, in spite of Wrongs, my Innocence secure, O, guide me in thy righteous Ways, and make my Footsteps sure. 6 Since heretofore I ne'er in vain to Thee my Pray'r address'd; O! now, my God, incline thine Ear to this my just Request. The Wonders of thy Truth and Love in my Defence engage, Thou whose Right-hand preserves thy Saints from their Oppressors Rage. Part II 8.9 O! keep me in thy tend'rest Care; Thy sheltring wings stretch out, To guard me safe from savage Foes, that compass me about; 10 O'ergrown with Luxury, inclos'd in their own Fat they lie; And with a proud blaspheming Mouth both God and Man defie. 11 Well may they boast; for they have now my Paths encompass'd round; their Eyes at watch, their Bodies bow'd and couching on the Ground. 12 In Posture of a Lion set, when greedy of his Prey; Or a young Lion, when he lurks within a covert Way. 13 Arise, O Lord, defeat their Plots, their swelling Rage controul: From wicked Men, who are thy Sword, deliver thou my soul: 14 From worldly Men, thy sharpest Scourge, whose Portion's here below; who, fill'd with earthly Stores, aspire no other Bliss to know. 15 Their Race is num'rous, that partake their Substance while they live; Their Heirs survive, to whom they may the vast Remainder give. 16 But I, in Uprightness, thy Face shall view without Controul; And, waking, shall its Image find reflected in my Soul. Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English

No Change of Times shall ever shock

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #28 (1754) Lyrics: 1 No Change of Times shall ever shock 2 My firm Affection, Lord, to Thee; For Thou hast always been my Rock, A Fortress and Defence to me. Thou my Deliv'rer art, my God; My Trust is in thy mighty Pow'r; Thou art my Shield from Foes abroad, At home my Safeguard and my Tow'r. 3 To Thee I will address my Pray'r, (To whom all Praise we justly owe:) So shall I, by thy watchful Care, Be guarded from my treach'rous foe. 4, 5 By Floods of wickedd Men distress'd, With deadly Sorrows compass'd round, With dire infernal Pangs oppress'd, In Death's unweildy Fetters bound. 6 To Heaven I made my mournful Pray'r, To God address'd my humble Moan; Who graciously inclin'd his Ear, and heard me from his lofty Throne. Part II 7 When God arose, to take my Part, The conscious Earth did quake for Fear; From their firm Posts the Hills did start, Nor could his dreadful Fury bear. 8 Thick Clouds of Smoke dispers'd abroad, Ensigns of Wrath, before Him came; Devouring Fire around hi glow'd, That Coals were kindled at its Flame. 9 He left the beauteous Realms of Light, Whilst Heav'n bow'd down its awful Head: Beneath his Feet substantial Night Was, like a sable Carpet, spread. 10 The Chariot of the King of Kings, Which active Troops of Angels drew, On a strong Tempest's rapid Wings, With most amazing Swiftness, flew. 11, 12 Black watry mists and Clouds conspir'd With thickest Shades, His Face to veil; But at His Brightness soon retir'd, And fell in Show'rs of Fire and Hail. 13 Thro' Heav'n's wide Arch a thund'ring Peal, God's angry Voice, did loudly roar; While Earth's sad Face with Heaps of Hail, And Flakes of Fire, was cover'd o'er. 14 His sharpen'd Arrows round He threw, Which made his scatter'd Foes retreat; Like Darts his nimble Light'nings flew, And quickly finish'd their Defeat. 15 The Deep it's secret Stores disclos'd, The World's Foundations naked lay; By his avenging Wrath expos'd, Which fiercely rag'd that dreadful Day. Part III 16 The Lord did on my side engage; From Heav'n, his Throne, my Cause upheld; And snatch'd me from the furious Rage Of threat'ning Waves, that proudly swell'd. 17 God His resistless Pow'r employ'd. My strongest Foes Attempts to break; Who else with Ease had soon destroy'd The weak Defence that I could make. 18 Their subtle Rage had near prevail'd, When I distress'd and friendless lay; But still when other succours fail'd, God was my firm Support and Stay. 19 From Dangers that enclos'd me round, He brought me forth, and set me free; From some just Cause His Goodness found, That mov'd him to delight in me. 20 Because in me no Guilt remains, God does His gracious help extend: My Hands are free from bloody Stains; Therefore the Lord is still my Friend. 21, 22 For I His Judgments kept in Sight, In His just Paths have always trod; I never did his Statutes slight, Nor loosely wander'd from my God. Part IV 25, 26 Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous Ways To various Paths of human Kind; They who for Mercy merit Praise, With Thee shall wond'rous Mercy find. Thou to the Just shalt Justice show; The Pure thy Purity shall see; Such as perversly chuse to go, Shall meet with due Returns from Thee. 27, 28 That He the humble Soul will save, And crush the Haughty's boasted Might, In me the Lord an Instance gave, Whose Darkness he has turn'd to Light. 29 On his firm Succour I rely'd, And did o'er num'rous Foes prevail; Nor fear'd, whilst He was on my side, The best defended Walls to scale. 30 For God's Designs shall still succeed; His word will bear the utmost Test: He's a strong Shield to all that need, And on his sure Protection rest. 31 Who then deserves to be ador'd, But God, on whom my Hopes depend? Or who, except the mighty Lord, Can with resistless Pow'r defend? Part V 32, 33 'Tis God that girds my Armour on, And all my just Designs fulfils; Through Him, my Feet can swiftly run, And nimbly climb the steepest Hills. 34 Lessons of War from Him I take, And manly Weapons learn to wield; Strong Bows of Steel with Ease I break, Forc'd by my stronger Arms to yield. 35 The Buckler of His saving Health Protects me from insulting Foes: His Hand sustains me still; my Wealth And Greatness from His Bounty flows. 36 My Goings He enlarg'd abroad, Till then to narrow Paths confin'd; And, when in slipp'ry Ways I trod, The Method of my Steps design'd. 37 Through Him I num'rous Hosts defeat, And flying Squadrons captive take; Nor from my fierce Pursuit retreat, Till I a final Conquest make. 38 Cover'd with Wounds, in vain they try Their vanquish'd Heads again to rear: Spite of their boasted Strength, they lie Beneath my Feet, and grovel there. 39 God, when fresh Armies take the Field, Recruits my Strength, my Courage warms: He makes my strong Opposers yield, Subdu'd by my prevailing Arms. 40 Thro' Him, the Necks of prostrate Foes My conqu'ring Feet in Triumph press: Aided by Him, I root out those Who hate and envy my Success. 41 With loud complaints all Friends they try'd; But none was able to defend: At length to God for Help they cry'd; But God would no Assistance lend. 42 Like flying Dust, which Winds pursue, Their broken Troops I scatter'd round: Their slaughter'd Bodies forth I threw, Like loathsome Dirt, that clogs the Ground. Part VI 43 Our factious Tribes, at Strife till now, By God's Appointment, me obey; The Heathen to my Sceptre bow, And foreign Nations own my Sway. 44 Remotest Realms their Homage send, When my successful name they hear; Strangers for my commands attend, Charm'd with Respect, or aw'd by Fear. 45 All to my summons tamely yield, Or soon in Battle are dismay'd; For stronger Holds they quit the Field, And still in strongest Holds afraid. 46 Let the eternal Lord be prais'd, The Rock on whose Defence I rest! O'er highest Heav'ns His Name be rais'd, Who me with His Salvation bless'd! 47 'Tis God that still supports my Right; His just Revenge my Foes pursues; 'Tis He, that, with resistless Might, Fierce Nations to my Yoke subdues. 48 My universal Safeguard He! From whom my lasting Honours flow; He made me great, and set me free From my remorseless bloody Foe. 49 Therefore, to celebrate his Fame, My grateful Voice to Heav'n I'll raise; And Nations, Strangers to his Name, Shall thus be taught to sing his Praise: 50 "God to his King Deliv'rance sends, "Shews his Anointed signal Grace: "His Mercy evermore extends "To David, and his promis'd Race." Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English

The Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #34 (1754) Lyrics: 1 The Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord, which that alone can fill; The Firmament and Stars express their great Creator's Skill. 2 The Dawn of each returning Day, fresh Beams of Knowledge brings; From darkest Night's successive rounds divine Instruction springs. 3 Their pow'rful language to no Realm or Region is confin'd; 'Tis Nature's Voice, and understood alike by all Mankind. 4 Their Doctrine does its sacred Sense through Earth's Extent display; Whose bright contents the circling Sun does round the World convey. 5 No Bridegroom for his Nuptials dress'd, has such a chearful Face: No Giant does like him rejoice, to run his glorious Race. 6 From East to West, from West to East, his restless Course he goes; And, through his Progress, chearful Light, and vital Warmth bestows. Part II 7 God's perfect Law converts the Soul, reclaims from false Desires; With sacred wisdom His sure Word the Ignorant inspires. 8 The Statutes of the Lord are just, and bring sincere Delight; His pure commands in search of Truth assist the feeblest Sight. 9 His perfect Worship here is fix'd, on sure Foundations laid: His equal Laws are in the Scales of Truth and Justice weigh'd: 10 Of more Esteem than golden Mines, or Gold refin'd with Skill; More sweet than Honey, or the Drops that from the Comb distil. 11 My trusty Counsellors they are, and friendly Warnings give: Divine Rewards attend on those who by thy Precepts live. 12 But what frail Man observes how oft he does from Virtue fall! O, cleanse me from my secret Faults, thou God that know'st them all. 13 Let no presumptuous Sin, O Lord, Dominion have o'er me; That, by thy Grace preserv'd, I may the great Transgression flee. 14 So shall my Pray'r and Praises be with thy Acceptance blest; And I secure, on thy Defence, my Strength and Saviour, rest. Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English

The Lord to thy request attend

Hymnal: NVPD1754 #36 (1754) Lyrics: 1 The Lord to thy Request attend, and hear thee in distress; the Name of Jacob's God defend, and grant thy arms success. 2 To aid thee from on High repair, and Strength from Sion give; 3 Remember all thy Off'rings there; thy Sacrifice receive. 4 To compass thy own Heart's Desire thy counsels still direct; May kindly all Events conspire to bring them to Effect. 5 To thy Salvation, Lord, for Aid, we chearfully repair, With Banners in thy Name display'd; "The Lord accept thy Pray'r." 6 Our Hopes are fix'd, that now the Lord our Sov'reign will defend; From Heav'n resistless Aid afford, and to his Pray'r attend. 7 Some trust in Steeds for War design'd, on Chariots some rely; Against them all, we'll call to mind the Pow'r of God most High. 8 But, from their Steeds and Chariots thrown, behold them, thro' the Plain, Disorder'd, broke, and trampled down, whilst firm our Troops remain. 9 Still save us, Lord, and still proceed our rightful Cause to bless; Hear, King of Heav'n, in Times of Need, the Pray'rs that we address. Scripture: Psalm 20 Languages: English