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God of grace and God of glory
Author: Harry Emerson Fosdick (1878-1969) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #648a (2013) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Scripture: Psalm 49:1-9 Topics: Church Ministry; Conflict; Courage; Endurance; Nation and Society; Proper 13 Year C; Wisdom Languages: English Tune Title: NEANDER (UNSER HERRSCHER)
God of grace and God of glory
God of grace and God of glory
Author: Harry Emerson Fosdick (1878-1969) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #648b (2013) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Scripture: Psalm 49:1-9 Topics: Church Ministry; Conflict; Courage; Endurance; Nation and Society; Proper 13 Year C; Wisdom Languages: English Tune Title: WESTMINSTER ABBEY
God of grace and God of glory
God of grace and God of glory
Author: Harry Emerson Fosdick, 1878-1969 Hymnal: Singing the Faith #682 (2011) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Scripture: Psalm 49:1-12 Topics: Conflict, Suffering and Doubt; Life and Unity in the Church Languages: English Tune Title: RHUDDLAN
God of grace and God of glory
Lord, we confess our numerous faults
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #188 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 49 Lyrics:
[Lord, we confess our num'rous faults,
How great our guilt has been!
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,
And all our lives were sin.
But, O my soul! for ever praise,
For ever love his name,
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.]
['Tis not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done;
But we are saved by sovereign grace
Abounding through his Son.]
'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin;
'Tis by the water and the blood
Our souls are washed from sin.
'Tis through the purchase of his death
Who hung upon the tree,
The Spirit is sent down to breathe
On such dry bones as we.
Raised from the dead we live anew;
And, justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,
And see our Father's face.
Languages: English
Lord, we confess our numerous faults
He Brought Me Out
Author: Rev. H. J. Zelley; H. L. G. Hymnal: Burning Bush Songs No. 1 #17 (1902) Scripture: Psalm 49:1-3 First Line: My heart was distressed ’neath Jehovah’s dread frown Refrain First Line: He brought me out of the miry clay Languages: English Tune Title: [My heart was distressed ’neath Jehovah’s dread frown]
He Brought Me Out
He Brought Me Out
Author: Rev. H. J. Zelley; H. L. G. Hymnal: Pentecostal Jewels #52 (1945) Scripture: Psalm 49:1-3 First Line: My heart was distressed 'neath Jehovah's dread frown Refrain First Line: He brought me out of the miry clay Languages: English Tune Title: [My heart was distressed 'neath Jehovah's dread frown]
He Brought Me Out
He Brought Me Out
Author: Rev. H. J. Zelley; H. L. G. Hymnal: Soul Stirring Songs #98 (1918) Scripture: Psalm 49:1-3 First Line: My heart was distressed 'neath Jehovah's dread frown Refrain First Line: He brought me out of the miry clay Tune Title: [My heart was distressed 'neath Jehovah's dread frown]
He Brought Me Out
Psalm 49 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.109 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics:
Why doth the man of riches grow
To insolence and pride,
To see his wealth and honors flow
With every rising tide?
[Why doth he treat the poor with scorn,
Made of the self-same clay,
And boast as though his flesh was born
Of better dust than they?]
Not all his treasures can procure
His soul a short reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.
[Life is a blessing can't be sold,
The ransom is too high;
Justice will ne'er be bribed with gold,
That man may never die.]
He sees the brutish and the wise,
The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,
And hasten to the grave.
Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,-
My house shall ever stand
And that my name may long abide,
I'll give it to my land."
Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost,
How soon his memory dies!
His name is written in the dust
Where his own carcass lies.
This is the folly of their way;
And yet their sons, as vain,
Approve the words their fathers say,
And act their works again.
Men void of wisdom and of grace,
If honor raise them high,
Live like the beast, a thoughtless race,
And like the beast they die.
[Laid in the grave like silly sheep,
Death feeds upon them there,
Till the last trumpet break their sleep
In terror and despair.]
Topics: Resurrection of the saints; Death of saints and sinners; Despair and hope in death; Hope and despair in death; Envy and unbelief cured; Prosperous sinners cursed; Mortality of man; Death and pride; Death and the resurrection; Life and riches, their vanity; Pride and death; Resurrection and death; Riches Their Vanity; Vanity of life and riches Languages: English
Psalm 49 Part 1
Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life & Riches
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLIXa (1780) Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics: 1 Why doth the man of riches grow
To insolence and pride,
To see his wealth and honors flow
With every rising tide.
2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn,
Made of the self same clay,
And boast as tho' his flesh was born
Of better dust than they?]
3 Not all his treasures can procure,
His soul a short reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.
4 [Life is a blessing can't be sold,
The ransom is too high;
Justice will ne'er be bribed with gold,
That man may never die.]
5 He sees the brutish and the wise,
The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,
And hasten to the grave.
6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,
"My house shall ever stand:
"And that my name may long abide,
"I'll give it to my land."
7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost,
How soon his memory dies!
His name is written in the dust
Where his own carcase lies.
Pause.
8 This is the folly of their way,
And yet their sons as vain;
Approve the words their fathers say,
And act their works again.
9 Men void of wisdom and of grace,
If honor raise them high,
Live like the beast, a tho'tless race,
And like the beast they die.
10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep,
Death feeds upon them there,
Till the last trumpet break their sleep,
In terror and despair.] Languages: English
Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life & Riches
Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life and Riches
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XLIXa (1785) Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics: 1 Why doth the man of riches grow
To insolence and pride,
To see his wealth and honours flow
With every rising tide?
2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn,
Made of the self-same clay,
And boast as tho' his flesh was born
Of better dust than they?]
3 Not all his treasures can procure
His soul a short reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.
4 Eternal life can ne'er be sold,
The ransom is too high;
Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold,
That man may never die.]
5 He sees the brutish and the wise,
The timorous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,
And hasten to the grave.
6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,
"My house shall ever stand;
"And that my name may long abide,
"I'll give it to my land.
7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost,
How soon his memory dies!
His name is written in the dust,
Where his own body lies.]
Pause.
8 This is the folly of their way;
And yet their sons as vain
Approve the words their fathers say,
And act their works again.
9 Men void of wisdom and of grace,
Tho' honour raise them high,
Live like the beast, a thoughtless race,
And like the beast they die.
10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep,
Death triumphs o'er them there,
Till the last trumpet breask their sleep,
And wakes them in despair. Languages: English
Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life and Riches
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