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O render Thanks to God above

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CVI (1760) Lyrics: 1 O render Thanks to God above, The Fountain of eternal Love; Whose Mercy firm through Ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can His mighty Deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless? What mortal Eloquence can raise His Tribute of immortal Praise? 3 Happy are they, and only they, Who from thy Judgments never stray: Who know what's right; nor only so, But always practice what they know. 4 Extend to me that Favour Lord, Thou to thy Chosen dost afford; When Thou return'st to set them free, Let thy Salvation visit me. 5 O may I worthy prove to see Thy Saints in full Propsperity: That I the joyful Choir may join, And count thy People's Triumph mine. 6 But ah! can we expect such Grace, Of Parents vile, the viler Race; Who their Misdeeds have acted o'er, And with new Crimes increas'd the Score? 7 Ingrateful! they no longer thought On all his works in Egypt wrought; The Red Sea they no sooner view'd, But they their base Distrust renew'd. 8 Yet He, to vindicate his Name, Once more to their Deliv'rance came, To make his sov'reign Pow'r be known, That He is God, and He alone. 9 To right and left, at his Command, The prating Deep disclos'd her Sand; Where firm and dry the passage lay, As through some parch'd and desart Way. 10 Thus rescu'd from their Foes they were, Who closely press'd upon their Rear, 11 Whose Rage purs'd 'em to those Waves, That prov'd the rash Pursuers Graves. 12 The watry Mountains sudden Fall O'erwhelm'd proud Pharaoh, Host and all. This Proof did stupid Isr'el move To own God's Truth, and praise his Love. Part II 13 But soon these Wonders they forgot, And for his Counsel waited not; 14 But lusting in the Wilderness, Did Him with fresh Temptations press. 15 Strong Food at their Request He sent, But made their Sin their Punishment. 16 Yet still his Saints they did oppose, The priest and Prophet whom He chose. 17 But Earth, the Quarrel to decide, Her vengeful Jaws extended wide, Rash Dathan to her Centre drew, With proud Abiram's factious Crew. 18 The rest of those who did conspire To kindle wild Sedition's Fire, With all their impious Train became A Prey to Heav'n's devouring Flame. 19 Near Horeb's Mount a Calf they made, And to the molten Image pray'd; 20 Adoring what their Hands did frame, They chang'd their Glory to their Shame. 21 Their God and Saviour they forgot, And all his Works in Egypt wrought; 22 His Signs in Ham's astonish'd Coast, And where proud Pharaoh's Troops were lost. 23 Thus urg'd, his vengeful Hand He rear'd, But Moses in the Breach appear'd; The Saint did for the Rebels pray, And turn'd Heav'n's kindled Wrath away. 24,25 Yet they his pleasant Land despis'd, Nor his repeated Promise priz'd, Nor did th' Almighty's Voice obey' But when God said, Go up, would stay. 26,27 This seal'd their Doom, without Redress To perish in the Wilderness; Or else to be by heathen Hands O'erthrown and scatter'd thro' the Lands. Part III 28 Yet unreclaim'd, this stubborn Race Baal Peor's Worship did embrace; Became his impious Guests, and fed On Sacrifices to the Dead. 29 Thus they perished to provoke God's Vengeance to the final Stroke. 'Tis come: - the deadly Pest is come To execute their gen'ral Doom 30 But Phineas fir'd with holy Rage, (Th' Almighty's Vengeance to asswage) Did, by two bold Offenders Fall, Th' Atonement make that ransom'd All. 31 As him a heav'nly Zeal had mov'd, So Heav'n the zealous Act approv'd; To him confirming, and his Race, The Priesthood he so well did grace. 32 At Meribah God's Wrath they mov'd, Who Moses for their sakes reprov'd; 33 Whose patient Soul they did provoke, 'Till rashly the meek Prophet spoke. 34 Nor when possess'd of Canaan's Land, Did they perform their Lord's Command, Nor his commission'd Sword employ The guilty Nations to destroy. 35 Nor only spar'd the pagan Crew, But mingling learnt their Vices too; 36 And worship to those Idols paid, Which them to fatal Snares betray'd. 37,38 To Devils they did sacrifice Their Children with relentless Eyes; Approach'd their Altars thro' a Flood Of their own Sons and Daughters Blood. No cheaper Victims would appease Canaan's remorseless Deities; No Blood her Idols reconcile, But that which did the Land defile. Part IV 39 Nor did these savage Cruelties The hardn'd Reprobates suffice; For after their Hearts Lusts they went, And daily did new Crimes invent. 40 But sins of such infernal Hue God's Wrath against his People drew, 'Till He, their once indulgent Lord, His own Inheritance abhor'd. 41 He them defenceless did expose To their insulting heathen Foes; And made them on the Triumphs wait, Of those who bare them greatest Hate. 42 Nor thus his Indignation ceas'd; Their List of Tyrants He increas'd, 'Till they, who God's mild Sway declin'd, Were made the Vassals of Mankind. 43 Yet, when distress'd, they did repent, His Anger did as oft relent: But freed, they did his Wrath provoke, Renew'd their Sins, and He their Yoke. 44 Nor yet implacable He prov'd, Nor heard their wretched Cries unmov'd; 45 But did to mind his Promise bring, And Mercy's unexhausted Spring. 46 Compassion too He did impart, Ev'n to their Foes obdurate Heart, And Pity for their Suff'rings bred In those who them to Bondage led. 47 Still save us, lord, and Isr'el's Bands Together bring from heathen Lands; So to thy Name our Thanks we'll raise, And ever triumph in thy Praise. 48 Let Isr'el's God be ever bless'd, His Name eternally confess'd: Let all his Saints with full Accord Sing loud Amens - Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 106 Languages: English

O thou, to whom all creatures bow,

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #VIII (1760) Lyrics: 1 O thou, to whom all Creatures bow, within this earthly Frame, Thro' all the World, how great art Thou! how glorious is thy Name! In Heav'n thy wond'rous Acts are sung, nor fully reckon'd there; 2 And yet thou mak'st the Infant-Tongue, thy boundless Praise declare. Thro' thee the Weak confound the Strong, and crush their haughty Foes; And so thou quell'st the wicked Throng that Thee and thine oppose. 3 When Heav'n, thy beauteous Work on high, employs my wond'ring Sight; The Moon, that nightly rules the Sky, with Stars of feebler Light; 4 What's Man, say I, that, Lord, thou lov'st to keep him in thy Mind? Or what his Offspring, that thou prov'st to them so wond'rous kind? 5 Him next in Pow'r thou didst create to thy celestial Train; 6 Ordain'd with Dignity and State, o'er all thy Works to reign. 7 They jointly own his pow'rful Sway; the Beasts that prey or graze; 8 The Bird that wings its airy Way; the Fish that cuts the Seas. 9 O Thou to whom all Creatures bow within this earthly Frame, Thro' all the World how great art Thou! how glorious is thy Name! Scripture: Psalm 8 Languages: English

O 'twas a joyful Sound to hear

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXXII (1760) Lyrics: 1 O 'twas a joyful Sound to hear our Tribes devoutly say, Up, Isr'el, to the Temple haste, and keep your Festal Day. 2 At Salem's Courts we must appear, with our assembled Pow'rs; 3 In strong and beauteous Order rang'd, like her united Tow'rs. 4 'Tis thither by divine Command, the Tribes of God repair, Before his Ark to celebrate his Name with Praise and Pray'r. 5 Tribunals stand erected there, where Equity takes place; There stand the Courts and Palaces of royal David's Race. 6 O, pray we then for Salem's Peace, for they shall prosp'rous be, (Thou holy City of our God!) who bear true Love to thee. 7 May Peace within thy sacred Walls a constant Guest be found, With Plenty and Prosperity thy Palaces be crown'd. 8 For my dear Brethren's Sake, and Friends, no less than Brethren dear, I'll pray - May Peace in Salem's Tow'rs a constant Guest appear. 9 But most of all I'll seek thy Good, and ever wish thee well, For Sion and the Temple's Sake, where God vouchsafes to dwell. Scripture: Psalm 122 Languages: English

Of Mercy's never-failing Spring

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Of Mercy's never-failing Spring, And stedfast Judgment I will sing; And since they both to Thee belong, To Thee, O Lord, address my Song. 2 When, Lord, Thou shalt with me reside, Wise Discipline my Reign shall guide; With blameless Life myself I'll make A Pattern for my Court to take. 3 No ill Design will I pursue, Nor those my Fv'rites make that do. 4 Who to Reproof has no Regard, Him will I totally discard. 5 The private Slanderer shall be In publick Justice doom'd by me: From haughty Looks I'll turn aside, And mortify the Heart of Pride. 6 But Honesty, call'd from her Cell, In Splendor at my Court shall dwell: Who Virtue's Practice make their Care, Shall have the first Preferments there. 7 No Politicks shall recommend His Countries Foe to be my Friend: None e'er shall to my Favour rise By flatt'ring or malicious Lies. 8 All those who wicked Courses take, An early Sacrifice I'll make; cut off, destroy, 'till none remain God's holy City to prophane. Scripture: Psalm 101 Languages: English

On Thee, who dwell'st above the Skies

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXXIII (1760) Lyrics: 1 On Thee, who dwell'st above the Skies, 2 For Mercy wait my longing Eyes; As Servants watch their Masters Hands, And Maids their Mistresses Commands. 3,4 O then have Mercy on us, Lord, Thy gracious Aid to us afford: To us whom cruel Foes oppress, Grown rich and proud by our Distress. Scripture: Psalm 123 Languages: English

Our Father, who in Heaven art

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #HXXXI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Our Father, who in Heaven art, all hallow'd be thy Name; Thy Kingdom come; thy Will be done, throughout this earthly Frame. 2 As cheerfully as 'tis by those who dwell with Thee on high; Lord, let thy Bounty Day by Day our daily Food supply; 3 As we forgive our Enemies, thy Pardon, Lord, we crave; Into Temptation lead us not, but us from Evil save. 4 For Kingdom, Pow'r and Glory, all belong, O Lord, to Thee; Thine from Eternity they were, and thine shall ever be. Scripture: Matthew 6:9-13 Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord, our God to praise

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; our God to praise, My Soul her utmost Pow'rs shall raise, With private Friends, and in the Throng Of Saints his Praise shall be my Song. 2 His Works, for Greatness tho' renown'd, His wond'rous Works with Ease are found By those who seek for them aright, And in the pious Search delight. 3 His Works are all of matchless Fame, And universal Glory claim; His Truth confirm'd thro' Ages past, Shall to eternal Ages last. 4 By Precept He has us enjoin'd, To keep his wond'rous Works in Mind; And to Posterity record, That good and gracious is our Lord. 5 His Bounty, like a flowing Tide, Has all his Servants Wants supply'd; And He will ever keep in Mind, His Cov'nant with our Fathers sign'd. 6 At once astonish'd and o'erjoy'd, They saw his matchless Pow'r employ'd; Whereby the Heathen were suppress'd, And we their Heritage possess'd. 7 Just are the Dealings of his Hands, Immutable are his Commands, 8 By Truth and Equity sustain'd, And for eternal Rules ordain'd. 9 He sets his Saints from Bondage free, And then establish'd his Decree, For ever to remain the same; Holy and rev'rend is his Name. 10 Who Wisdom's sacred Prize would win, Must with the Fear of God begin; Immortal Praise and heav'nly Skill Have they who know and do his Will. Scripture: Psalm 111 Languages: English

Preserve me, Lord, from crafty Foes

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXL (1760) Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, from crafty Foes of treacherous Intent; 2 And from the Sons of Violence, on open Mischief bent. 3 Their sland'ring Tongues the Serpent's Sting in sharpness does exceed: Between their Lips the Gall of Asps and Adders Venom breed. 4 Preserve me, Lord, from wicked Hands, nor leave my Soul forlorn, A Prey to Sons of Violence, who have my Ruin sworn. 5 The proud for me have laid their Snare, and spread their wily Net; With Traps and Gins wheree'er I move, I find my Steps beset. 6 But thus environ'd with Distress, Thou art my God I said; Lord, hear my supplicating Voice, that calls to Thee for Aid. 7 O Lord, the God whose saving Strength kind Succour did convey, And cover'd my advent'rous Head in Battle's doubtful Day; 8 Permit not their unjust Designs to answer their Desire; Lest they, encourag'd by Success, to bolder Crimes aspire. 9 Let first their Chiefs the sad Effects of their Injustice mourn; The Blast of their envenom'd Breath, upon themselves return. 10 Let them who kindled first the Flame, its Sacrifice become; The Pit they digg'd for me, be made their own untimely Tomb. 11 Tho' Slander's Breath may raise a Storm, it quickly will decay; Their Rage does but the Torrent swell, that bears themselves away. 12 God will assert the poor Man's Cause, and speedy Succour give; The Just shall celebrate his Praise, and in his Presence live. Scripture: Psalm 140 Languages: English

Protect me from my cruel Foes

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XVI (1760) 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 Hope 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

Resolv'd to watch o'er all my Ways

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XXXIX (1760) Lyrics: 1 Resolv'd to watch o'er all my Ways, I kept my tongue in Awe; I curb'd my hasty Words, when I the prosp'rous Wicked saw. 2 Like one that's dumb, I silent stood, and did my Tongue refrain From good Discourse; but that Restraint increas'd my inward Pain. 3 My Heart did glow, which working Tho'ts did hot and restless make; And warm Reflections fann'd the Fire, till thus at length I spake: 4 Lord, let me know my Term of Days, how soon my Life will end; The num'rous Train of Ills disclose, which this frail State attend. 5 My Life, Thou know'st, is but a Span; a Cypher sums my Years; And ev'ry Man, in best Estate, but Vanity appears. 6 Man, like a Shadow, vainly walks, with fruitless Cares oppress'd: He heaps up Wealth, but cannot tell by whom 'twill be possess'd. 7 Why then should I on worthless Toys, with anxious Care, attend? On Thee alone my stedfast Hope shall ever, Lord, depend. 8,9 Forgive my Sins; nor let me scorn'd by foolish Sinners be; For I was dumb, and murmur'd not, because 'twas done by Thee. 10 The dreadful Burden of thy Wrath in Mercy soon remove; Lest my frail Flesh too weak to bear the heavy Load should prove. 11 For when thou chast'nest Man for Sin, Thou mak'st his Beauty fade (So vain a Thing is he!) like Cloth by fretting Moths decay'd. 12 Lord, hear my Cry, accept my Tears, and listen to my Pray'r, Who sojourn like a Stranger here, as all my Fathers were. 13 O! spare me yet a little Time; my wasted Strength restore, Before I vanish quite from hence, and shall be seen no more. Scripture: Psalm 39 Languages: English