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The heav'ns and firmament on high

Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XIX (1790) Lyrics: 1 The heav'ns and firmament on high do wondrously declare God's glory and omnipotence, his works and what they are. 2 The wondrous works of God appear by ev'ry day's success, The nights likewise which their race run the self-same thing express. 3 There is no language, tongue, or speech, where their sound is not heard; In all the earth and coasts thereof their knowledge is conferr'd. 4 In them the Lord made for the sun a place of great renown, who like a bridegroom ready trimm'd comes from his chamber down; 5 And as a valiant champion, who would to honour rise, With joy doth haste to take in hand some noble enterprize: 6 And all the sky from end to end he compasseth about; Nothing can hide if from his heat, but he will find it out. 7 How perfect is the law of God! his covenant is sure, Converting souls, and making wise the simple and obscure. 8 The Lord's commands are righteous, and rejoice the heart likewise; His precepts are most pure, and do give light unto the eyes. 9 The fear of God is excellent, and ever doth endure; The judgments of the Lord also, most righteous are and pure; 10 And more to be desired are than much fine gold alway; The honey and the honey-comb are not so sweet as they. 11 By them thy servant is forewarn'd to have God in regard, And in performance of the same there shall be great reward. 12 But, Lord! what earthly man doth know the errors of his life? Then cleanse me from my secret sins, which are in me most rife: 13 And keep me that presumptuous sins prevail not over me; And so shall I be innocent, and great offences flee. 14 Accept my mouth and heart also, my words and thoughts each one; For my Redeemer and my strength, O Lord, thou art alone. Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English

I waited long and sought the Lord

Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XL (1790) Lyrics: 1 I waited long and sought the Lord, and patiently did bear; At length he did to me accord my voice and cry to hear; 2 He brought me from the dreadful pit, out of the mire and clay; Upon a rock he set my feet, and he did guide my way: 3 To me he taught a psalm of praise, which I must shew abroad, And sing new songs of thanks always unto the Lord our God. 4 When all the folk these things shall see, as people much afraid, Then they unto the Lord will flee, and trust upon his aid. 5 Blessed is he whose hope and heart doth in the Lord remain, That with the proud doth take no part, nor such as lies maintain. 6 For, Lord my God, thy wondrous deeds in greatness far do pass, Thy favour towards us exceeds all things that ever was. 7 When I intend and do devise thy works abroad to show, To such a reck'ning they do rise, thereof no end I know. 8 Burnt-off'rings thou delight'st not in, I know thy whole desire; With sacrifice to purge his sin, thou dost no man require. 9 Meat-offerings and sacrifice thou would'st not have at all; But thou, O Lord, hast open made my ears to hear withal. 10 But then, said I, behold, and look, I come with heart most free, For in the volume of the book Thus it is said of me: 11 That I, O God, should do thy mind, which thing doth please me well; For in my heart thy law I find fast placed there to dwell. 12 Thy righteousness and justice I in great assemblies tell; Behold, my tongue no time doth cease, O Lord, thou knowest well. The Second Part 13 I have not hid within my breast thy goodness as by stealth; But I declare and have exprest thy truth and saving health. 14 I kept not close thy loving mind, that no man it should know; The trust that in thy truth I find to all the church I show. 15 Thy tender mercy, Lord, for me withdraw thou not away; But let thy love and verity preserve me night and day. 16 For I with many troubles am encompassed about My sins so greatly do increase I cannot spy them out. 17 For why? in number they exceed the hairs upon my head; My heart doth faint for very fear, that I am almost dead. 18 With speed send help and set me free, O Lord, I thee require; Make haste with aid to succour me, O Lord, at my desire. 19 Confound them with rebuke and shame, that seek my soul to spill; Drive back my foes, and them defame that wish me any ill. 20 For their ill feats do them descry, that would deface my name, Always at me they rail and cry, Fie on him, fie for shame. 21 Let them in thee have joy and wealth, that seek to thee always, That those that love thy saving health may say, To God be praise. 22 But as for me, I am but poor, opprest, and brought full low; Yet thou, O Lord, wilt me restore to health, full well I know. 23 For why? thou art my hope and trust, my refuge, help and stay; Wherefore, my God, as thou art just, with me no time delay. Scripture: Psalm 40 Languages: English

The man is blest that doth provide

Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLI (1790) Lyrics: 1 The man is blest that doth provide for such as needy be; For in the season perilous the Lord will set him free; 2 And he will keep him safe, and make him happy in the land, And not deliver him into his enemy's strong hand; 3 And from his bed of languishing the Lord will him restore; For thou, O Lord, wilt turn to health his sickness and his sore. 4 Then in my sickness thus said I, Have mercy, Lord, on me, And heal my soul which grieved is that I offended thee. 5 My foes did wish me ill in heart, and thus of me did say, When shall he die, that so his name may perish quite away? 6 And when they come to visit me, then ask if I do well; But in their hearts they mischief hatch, and then abroad it tell. 7 All they that hate me do conspire against me craftily, And still devise how to procure my hurt and misery. 8 Some grievous sin hath brought him to this sickness, say they plain; He is so low, that without doubt he cannot rise again. 9 The man also that I did trust, with me did use deceit; Who at my table did eat bread, the same for me laid wait. 10 Have mercy, Lord, on me therefore, and let me be preserv'd, That I may render unto them the things they have deserv'd. 11 By this I know assuredly, I am belov'd of thee, Because my foes no power have to triumph over me; 12 But in my right thou hast me kept, and it maintained well, And in thy presence place assign'd where I shall ever dwell. 13 The Lord, the God of Israel, be praised evermore; E'en so be it, Lord, will I say, praise ye the Lord therefore. Scripture: Psalm 41 Languages: English

Like as the hart doth pant and bray

Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLII (1790) Lyrics: 1 Like as the hart doth pant and bray the well-springs to obtain; So doth my soul desire alway with thee, Lord, to remain. 2 My soul doth thirst, and would draw near the living God of might; Oh, when shall I come and appear in presence of his sight? 3 The tears all times are my repast which from my eyes do slide, Whilst wicked men cry out so fast, Where now is God thy guide? 4 Alas, what grief is it to think the freedom once I had! Therefore my soul as at pit's brink, most heavy is and sad. 5 For I did march in good array with joyful company, Unto the temple was our way, to praise the Lord most high. 6 My soul, why art thou sad always, and frett'st thus in my breast? Trust still in God, for him to praise I hold it ever best. 7 By him I succour have at need against all pain and grief; He is my God, who with all speed doth haste to send relief. 8 My soul is vexed in me, and therefore, O Lord, I will Remember thee, from Jordan's land, and Hennon's little hill. The Second Part. 9 One grief another in doth call, as clouds burst out their voice; The floods of evil that do fall, run over me with noise. 10 Yet I by day felt his goodness and help at all assays, Likewise at night I did not cease the living God to praise. 11 I am persuaded thus to say to him with reverence, O Lord, thou art my guide and stay, my 'rock and sure defence; 12 Why do I then in pensiveness, hanging the head, thus walk, While that my enemies oppress and vex me with their talk? 13 For why? They pierce my inward parts with pains to be abhorr'd, When they cry out with stubborn hearts, Where now is God thy Lord? 14 So soon, my soul, why dost thou faint, with pain and grid opprest? Why do sad thoughts without restraint thus rage within my breast? 15 Trust in the Lord thy God always, and thou the time shalt see, To give him thanks with laud and praise, for health restor'd to thee. Scripture: Psalm 42 Languages: English

Judge and defend my cause, O Lord

Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLIII (1790) Lyrics: 1 Judge and defend my cause, O Lord, 'gainst them that evil be; From wicked and deceitful men, O Lord, deliver me. 2 For of my strength thou art the God, why am I put from thee? Why walk I heavily, whilst that my foe oppresseth me? 3 O Lord, send out thy light and truth, and lead me with thy grace, Which may conduct me to thy hill, and to thy dwelling-place; 4 Then shall I to thy altar go, with joy to worship there, And on my harp give thanks to thee, O God, my God most dear. 5 Why art thou then so sad, my soul, and frett'st thus in my breast? Still trust in God, for him to praise I hold it always best. 6 By him I have deliverance from all my pain and grief; He is my God, who doth always at need send me relief. Scripture: Psalm 43 Languages: English

Our ears have heard Our fathers tell

Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLIV (1790) Lyrics: 1 Our ears have heard our fathers tell, and rev'rently record The wond'rous works, that thou hast done in ancient time, O Lord. 2 How thou didst drive the heathen out with a most powerful hand, Planting our fathers in their place, and gav'st to them their land. 3 They conquer'd not by their own sword the land wherein they dwell; But by thy hand, thy arm, and grace, because thou lov'dst them well. 4 Thou art my King, O God, who sav'st Jacob in sundry wise; Led with thy pow'r we threw down such as did against us rise. 5 I trusted not in bow nor sword, they could not save me sound; Thou kept'st us from our foes great rage, and didst them all confound. 6 And still we boast of thee our God, and praise thy holy name; Yet now thou go'st not with our host, but leavest us to shame. 7 Thou mad'st us flee before our foes, so were we over-trod; They did us rob, and spoil our goods, we were dispers'd abroad. 8 Thou hast us given to our foes, as sheep for to be slain; Amongst the heathen every where we scatter'd do remain. 9 Thy people thou hast sold like slaves, and as a thing of naught; For profit none thou hadst thereby, no gain at all was sought. 10 And to our neighbors thou hast made of us a laughing-stock; And those that round about us dwell, at us do grin and mock. The Second Part. 11 Thus we serve for no other use, but for a common talk; They mock, they scorn, they shake their heads, wherever they do walk. 12 With shame and great confusion I afflicted am full sore; Yea, so I blush, that all my face with red is covered o'er. 13 For why? We hear such sland'rous words, such false reports and lies, That death it is to see their wrongs, their threatnings, and their cries. 14 For all this, we forgot not thee, nor yet thy cov'nant brake; We turn'd not back our hearts from thee, nor did thy paths forsake, 15 Yet thou hast trod us down to dust, where dens of dragons be, And cover'd us with shade of death, and great adversity. 16 If we God's Name forgotten have, and help of idols sought, Shall he not search and find it out? for he doth know our thought. 17 But 'tis for thy name's sake, O Lord, we always are slain thus, As sheep into the shambles sent, ev'n so they deal with us. 18 Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? awake, for ever leave us not; Why hidest thou thy countenance? our thrall thou hast forgot. 19 Ev'n to the dust our soul is brought, our troubles so increase: Our belly cleaveth to the ground, our grief no time doth cease; 20 Rise up therefore for our defence, and help us, Lord, at need: We, for thy goodness, thee beseech, to rescue us with speed. Scripture: Psalm 44 Languages: English

All people, hearken and give ear

Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLIX (1790) Lyrics: 1 All people, hearken and give ear to that, which I shall tell, Both high and low, both rich and poor, that in the world do dwell; 2 For why? my mouth shall make discourse of many things most wise, In understanding shall my heart its study exercise. 3 I will incline my ear to know the parable so dark, And open all my doubtful speech in metre on my harp. 4 Wherefore should I affliction fear or any careful toil? Or else my foes, which at my heels do press my life to spoil? 5 For as for such as riches have, wherein their trust is most, And they, who of their treasures great, proudly do brag and boast; 6 There is not one of them, that can his brother's life redeem, Or give a ransom unto God sufficient in esteem; 7 It is too great a price to pay, none can thereto attain, So that he might his life prolong, nor in the grave remain. 8 They see wise men, as well as fools are subject to death's bands And being dead, strangers possess their houses goods and lands. 9 Their care is to build houses fair and so determine sure To make their names upon the earth for ever to endure. 10 Yet shall no man always enjoy high honour, wealth, and rest; But must at length submit to death, as well as the brute beast The Second Part. 11 And tho' they find their foolish thoughts to be most lewd and vain, Their children yet approve their talk, and in like sin remain. 12 As sheep into the fold are brought they shall be laid in grave; Death shall them eat, and in that day the just shall lordship have; 13 Their beauty and their royal port shall fade and quite decay, When from their house unto the pit with woe they pass away. 14 But God will surely me preserve from death and endless pain, Because he will of his good grace my soul receive again. 15 If any man grow wondrous rich, be not afraid therefore, Altho' the glory of his house increaseth more, and more: 16 For when he dies, of all these things nothing shall lie receive, His glory will not follow him, his pomp will take its leave. 17 Yet in this life he counts himself the happiest under sun; And others likewise flatter him, saying, All is well done, 18 But yet if he should live so long as did his fathers old, Yet must he needs at length give place, and be brought to death's fold. 19 Man, that in honour lives, and doth not understand, may be Compar'd unto the very beasts that perish utterly. Scripture: Psalm 49 Languages: English

My heart doth take in hand

Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLV (1790) Lyrics: 1 My heart doth take in hand some godly song to sing; The praise, that I shall shew therein pertaineth to the King. 2 My tongue shall be as quick, His honour to indite, As is the pen of a scribe, that useth fast to write. 3 O fairest of all men, thy lips with grace are pure; For God hath blessed thee with gifts for ever to endure. 4 About thee gird thy sword, O Prince of might elect; With honour, glory, and renown, thou art most richly deck'd. 5 Go forth with godly speed, with meekness, truth, and right; And thy right hand shall thee instruct in works of dreadful might. 6 Thy arrows sharp and keen their heart so sore shall sting, That they shall crouch and kneel to thee, yea, all thy foes, O King. 7 Thy royal seat, O Lord, for ever shall remain; Because the sceptre of thy realm doth righteousness maintain, 8 Because thou lov'dst the right, and didst the ill detest, Therefore hath God anointed thee with joy above the rest. 9 With myrrh and savours sweet thy cloaths are all bespread, When thou dost from thy palace pass, thereby to make thee glad. 10 Kings daughters do attend in fine and rich array; At thy right hand the Queen doth stand in gold and garments gay. The Second Part. 11 O daughter, take good heed, incline and give good ear; Thou must forget thy kindred all, thy father's house most dear: 12 Then shall the King desire thy beauty more and more; He is the Lord thy God, whom thou must worship and adore. 13 The daughters then of Tyre, with gifts fill rich to see, And all the wealthy of the land shall make their suit to thee. 14 The daughter of the King is glorious to behold; Within her closet she doth sit all deck'd in beaten gold. 15 In robes with needle wrought, and every pleasant thing, With virgins fair on her to wait she cometh to the King. 16 Thus are they brought with joy and mirth on every side, Into the palace of the King, and there they do abide. 17 Instead of fathers thou shalt children multiply, Whom thou may'st princes make, to rule all lands successively. 18 Wherefore thy holy name all ages shall record, The people shall give thanks to thee for evermore, O Lord. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English

The Lord is our defence and aid

Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLVI (1790) Lyrics: 1 The Lord is our defence and aid, the strength whereby we stand; When we with woe are much dismay'd he is our help at hand. 2 Tho' the earth move, we will not fear, tho' mountains high and steep Be thrust and hurled here and there within the sea so deep: 3 Nay, tho' the sea do rage so sore, that all the banks it spills, And though it overflow the shore, and beat down mighty hills: 4 For one fair flood doth send abroad his pleasant streams apace, To glad the city of our God, and wash his holy place. 5 In midst of her the Lord doth dwell, she never can decay, All things against her that rebel the Lord will surely slay. 6 The heathen folk and kingdoms fear, the people make a noise, The earth doth melt and disappear, when God puts forth his voice. 7 The Lord of hosts doth take our part, to us he hath an eye; Our hope of health with all our heart on Jacob's God doth lie. 8 Come here, and see with mind and thought the working of our God, What wonders he himself hath wrought in all the world abroad: 9 By him all wars are hush'd and gone, tho' countries did conspire, Their bows and spears he brake each one, their chariots burnt with fire. 10 Be still therefore, and know that I am God, and therefore will Among the heathen people be highly exalted still. 11 The Lord of hosts doth us defend, he is our strength and tow'r; On Jacob's God we do depend, and on his mighty pow'r. Scripture: Psalm 46 Languages: English

Ye people all, with one accord

Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBOP1790 #XLVII (1790) Lyrics: 1 Ye people all, with one accord clap hands, shout and rejoice, Be glad and sing unto the Lord with sweet and pleasant voice. 2 For high the Lord and dreadful is, his wonders manifold, A mighty King he is likewise in all the earth extol'd. 3 The people shall he make to be unto our bondage thrall, And underneath our feet shall he the nations make to fall: 4 For us the heritage he chose. which we possess alone, The excellency of Jacob his well beloved one. 5 Our God ascended up on high with joy and pleasant noise, The Lord goes up above the sky with trumpet's royal voice. 6 Sing praises to our God, sing praise, sing praises to our King; For God is King of all the earth, all skilful praises sing. 7 God o'er the heathen reigns, and sits upon his holy throne; The princes of the people have them joineed every one. 8 To Abraham's people; for our God who is exalted high, As with a buckler doth defend the earth continually. Scripture: Psalm 47 Languages: English