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Psalm 50

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.117 (1806) Topics: Judgment day; Sinner and saint's portion; God the judge; Hypocrites and hypocrisy; Sins of tongue; Formal worship; Obedience better than sacrifice; Professions false; Saints rewarded at last First Line: The God of glory sends his summons forth Lyrics: The God of glory sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations and awakes the north; From east to west the sovereign orders spread, Through distant worlds and regions of the dead: The trumpet sounds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. No more shall atheists mock his long delay; His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day: Behold, the Judge descends; his guards are nigh; Tempests and fire attend him down the sky. When God appears, all nature shall adore him; While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. "Heav'n, earth, and hell, draw near; let all things come To hear my justice, and the sinner's doom; But gather first my saints," the Judge commands, "Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands." When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion And shout, ye saints; he comes for your salvation. "Behold, my cov'nant stands for ever good, Sealed by th' eternal Sacrifice in blood, And signed with all their names; the Greek, the Jew, That paid the ancient worship or the new." There's no distinction here; join all your voices, And raise your heads, ye saints, for heav'n rejoices. "Here," saith the Lord, "ye angels, spread their thrones And near me seat my fav'rites and my sons: Come, my redeemed, possess the joys prepared Ere time began; 'tis your divine reward." When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion; And shout, ye saints; he comes for your salvation "I am the Savior, I th' Almighty God, I am the Judge: ye heav'ns, proclaim abroad My just eternal sentence, and declare Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear." When God appears, all nature shall adore him; While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. "Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer, and profane, Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain: Thou hypocrite, once dressed in saints' attire, I doom the painted hypocrite to fire." Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. "Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain Without the flame of love; in vain the store Of brutal off'rings, that were mine before." Earth is the Lord's, all nature shall adore him; While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. "If I were hungry, would I ask thee food? When did I thirst, or drink thy bullocks' blood? Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, Flocks, herds, and fields and forests where they feed." All is the Lord's, he rules the wide creation; Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation. "Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows? Are my eyes charmed thy vestments to behold, Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?" God is the Judge of hearts, no fair disguises Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. "Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope to please A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these, While, with my grace and statutes on thy tongue, Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong?" Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. "In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends; Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends; While the false flatt'rer at my altar waits, His hardened soul divine instruction hates." God is the Judge of hearts, no fair disguises Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. "Silent I waited with long-suff'ring love; But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove? And cherish such an impious thought within, That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin?" See, God appears; all nature joins t' adore him; Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him. "Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul; Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear Thy bleeding heart, and no deliv'rer near." Judgment concludes; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Awake before this dreadful morning rise; Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works amend, Fly to the Savior, make the Judge your friend: Then join the saints, wake every cheerful passion; When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English

Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.190 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 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 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. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Psalm 90 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.191 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 First Line: Our God, our help in ages past Lyrics: Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. Thy word commands our flesh to dust, "Return, ye sons of men:" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. [The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. Like flowery fields the nations stand Pleased with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower's hand Lie with'ring ere 'tis night.] Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. Scripture: Psalm 90:1-5 Languages: English

Psalm 90 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.192 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 First Line: Lord, if thine eye surveys our faults Lyrics: Lord, if thine eye surveys our faults, And justice grows severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, And burns beyond our fear. Thine anger turns our frame to dust; By one offence to thee Adam with all his sons have lost Their immortality. Life, like a vain amusement, flies, A fable or a song; By swift degrees our nature dies, Nor can our joys be long. 'Tis but a few whose days amount To threescore years and ten; And all beyond that short account Is sorrow, toil, and pain. [Our vitals with laborious strife Bear up the crazy load, And drag those poor remains of life Along the tiresome road.] Almighty God, reveal thy love, And not thy wrath alone; O let our sweet experience prove The mercies of thy throne! Our souls would learn the heav'nly art T' improve the hours we have, That we may act the wiser part, And live beyond the grave. Scripture: Psalm 90:8-12 Languages: English

Psalm 90 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.193 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 First Line: Return, O God of love, return Lyrics: Return, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place: How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face? Let heav'n succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease, And in proportion to our tears So make our joys increase. Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. Then shall we shine before thy throne In all thy beauty, Lord; And the poor service we have done Meet a Divine reward. Scripture: Psalm 90:13-17 Languages: English

Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.194 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 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 First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month, and every day, 'Tis mould'ring back to dust. Our moments fly apace, Nor will our minutes stay; Just like a flood, our hasty days Are sweeping us away. Well, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight; We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

The Blessedness of the Godly

Hymnal: The Psalter #1 (1912) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Assurance Declared; Blessedness Of Those Obeying Christ; Character Good and Bad Contrasted; Character Value of Good; Christ Communion with; Christians Blessedness of; Christians Growth of; Companions Evil; Spiritual Illumination; Judgment Day; Law of God; Meditation; Nature An Emblem of Grace; Obedience; Providence of God Over Saints; The Christian's Reward; The Righteous Blessedness of; The Righteous Contrasted with the Wicked; The Wicked Fate of; The Wicked Separation from; The Wicked Warned First Line: That man is blest who, fearing God Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who, fearing God, From sin restrains his feet, Who will not stand with wicked men, Who shuns the scorners' seat. 2 Yea, blest is he who makes God's law His portion and delight, And meditates upon that law With gladness day and night. 3 That man is nourished like a tree Set by the rivers' side; Its leaf is green, its fruit is sure, And thus his works abide. 4 The wicked like the driven chaff Are swept from off the land; They shall not gather with the just, Nor in the judgment stand. 5 The Lord will guard the righteous well, Their way to Him is known; The way of sinners, far from God, Shall surely be o'erthrown. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English Tune Title: MEDITATION

The Righteous and Unrighteous

Hymnal: The Psalter #2a (1912) Topics: Assurance Declared; Blessedness Of Those Obeying Christ; Character Good and Bad Contrasted; Character Value of Good; Christ Communion with; Christians Blessedness of; Christians Growth of; Companions Evil; Spiritual Illumination; Judgment Day; Law of God; Meditation; Nature An Emblem of Grace; Obedience; Providence of God Over Saints; The Christian's Reward; The Righteous Blessedness of; The Righteous Contrasted with the Wicked; The Wicked Fate of; The Wicked Separation from; The Wicked Warned First Line: Blest is he who loves God's precepts Lyrics: 1 Blest is he who loves God's precepts, Who from sin restrains his feet, He who will not stand with sinners, He who shuns the scorners' seat. 2 Blest is he who makes the statutes Of the Lord his chief delight, In God's law, divinely perfect, Meditating day and night. 3 He is like a tree well planted By the flowing river's side, Ever green of leaf and fruitful; Thus shall all his works abide. 4 Like the driven chaff the wicked Shall be swept from off the land; With the just they shall not gather, Nor shall in the judgement stand. 5 Well the Lord will guard the righteous, For their way to Him is known; But the way of evildoers Shall by Him be overthrown. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English Tune Title: REDEEMER

The Righteous and Unrighteous

Hymnal: The Psalter #2b (1912) Topics: Assurance Declared; Blessedness Of Those Obeying Christ; Character Good and Bad Contrasted; Character Value of Good; Christ Communion with; Christians Blessedness of; Christians Growth of; Companions Evil; Spiritual Illumination; Judgment Day; Law of God; Meditation; Nature An Emblem of Grace; Obedience; Providence of God Over Saints; The Christian's Reward; The Righteous Blessedness of; The Righteous Contrasted with the Wicked; The Wicked Fate of; The Wicked Separation from; The Wicked Warned First Line: Blest is he who loves God's precepts Lyrics: 1 Blest is he who loves God's precepts, Who from sin restrains his feet, He who will not stand with sinners, He who shuns the scorners' seat. 2 Blest is he who makes the statutes Of the Lord his chief delight, In God's law, divinely perfect, Meditating day and night. 3 He is like a tree well planted By the flowing river's side, Ever green of leaf and fruitful; Thus shall all his works abide. 4 Like the driven chaff the wicked Shall be swept from off the land; With the just they shall not gather, Nor shall in the judgement stand. 5 Well the Lord will guard the righteous, For their way to Him is known; But the way of evildoers Shall by Him be overthrown. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English Tune Title: SARDIS

Confident Access to God

Hymnal: The Psalter #10 (1912) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Topics: Access to God; Aspirations For Christ; Aspirations For Church Priveleges; Aspirations For Holiness; Assurance Declared; Christ Light and Guide; Christ Love to; Christians Graces of; Christians Saved by Grace; Décision; Faith Blessedness of; Godly Fear Described; God Attributes of; God Hearer of Prayer; God Holiness of; Grace Abounding; House of God Longed for and Loved; Love For God; Praise For Spiritual Blessings; Praise for temporal blessings; Prayer confidence in; Providence of God Over Saints; The Christian's Reward; The Righteous Honor and Safety of; The Righteous Joy of; Safety Assured; Sin Salvation from; Trust in God Blessedness of; The Wicked Character of; The Wicked Prayers for Punishment of First Line: In the fullness of thy grace Lyrics: 1 In the fulness of Thy grace To Thy house I will repair; Bowing tow'rd thy holy place, In Thy fear to worship there. Lead me in thy righteousness, Let my foes assail in vain; Lest my feet be turned aside, Make Thy way before me plain. 2 False and faithless are my foes, In their mouth no truth is found; Deadly are the words they speak, All their tho'ts with sin abound. Bring, O God, their plans to nought, Hold them guilty in thy sight, For against Thee and thy law They have set themselves to fight. 3 O let all that trust Thy care Ever glad and joyful be; Let them joy who love Thy Name, Safely guarded, Lord, by Thee. For a blessing from Thy store To the righteous Thou wilt yield; Thou wilt compass him about With Thy favor as a shield. Scripture: Psalm 5 Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYN