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Psalm 87

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.181 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Church God's special delight First Line: God in his earthly temple lays Lyrics: God in his earthly temple lays Foundations for his heav'nly praise: He likes the tents of Jacob well, But still in Zion loves to dwell. His mercy visits every house That pay their night and morning vows; But makes a more delightful stay Where churches meet to praise and pray. What glories were described of old! What wonders are of Zion told! Thou city of our God below, Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, Shall there begin their lives anew; Angels and men shall join to sing The hill where living waters spring. When God makes up his last account Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honor to appear As one new-born or nourished there! Scripture: Psalm 87 Languages: English
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Psalm 103 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.224 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Mercies common and special First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God Lyrics: Bless, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favors claim thy highest praise: Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot? 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done; He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. The vices of the mind he heals, And cures the pains that nature feels Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threat'ning graves. Our youth decayed, his power repairs; His mercy crowns our growing years; He satisfies our mouth with good, And fills our hopes with heav'nly food. He sees th' oppressor and th' oppressed, And often gives the suff'rers rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day. [His power he showed by Moses' hands, And gave to Isr'el his commands; But sent his truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son. Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine.] Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English
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Psalm 103 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.225 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Mercies common and special First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! Lyrics: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heav'ns above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. How slowly doth his wrath arise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. So fathers their young sons chastise With gentle hand and melting eyes; The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
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Psalm 103 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.226 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Mercies common and special First Line: O bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English
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Psalm 103 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.227 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Mercies common and special First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav'ns are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
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Psalm 103 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.228 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Mercies common and special First Line: The Lord, the sovereign King Lyrics: The Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fixed his throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. While all his wondrous works Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his graces too. Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English
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Psalm 132

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.301 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Church God's special delight First Line: Where shall we go to seek and find Lyrics: Where shall we go to seek and find An habitation for our God, A dwelling for th' Eternal Mind, Among the sons of flesh and blood? The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion for his ancient rest; And Zion is his dwelling still, His church is with his presence blessed. Here will I fix my gracious throne, And reign for ever, saith the Lord; Here shall my power and love be known, And blessings shall attend my word. Here will I meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread; Sinners that wait before my door With sweet provision shall be fed. Girded with truth, and clothed with grace, My priests, my ministers, shall shine Not Aaron in his costly dress Made an appearance so divine. The saints, unable to contain Their inward joys, shall shout and sing; The Son of David here shall reign, And Zion triumph in her King. [Jesus shall see a num'rous seed Born here t' uphold his glorious name; His crown shall flourish on his head, While all his foes are clothed with shame.] Scripture: Psalm 132:5 Languages: English
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Psalm 132

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.302 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Church God's special delight First Line: No sleep nor slumber to his eyes Lyrics: [No sleep nor slumber to his eyes Good David would afford, Till he had found below the skies A dwelling for the Lord. The Lord in Zion placed his name, His ark was settled there; To Zion the whole nation came To worship thrice a year. But we have no such lengths to go, Nor wander far abroad; Where'er thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God.] Arise, O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest! Lo! thy church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blessed. Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford. Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine; Justice and truth his court maintain With love and power divine. Here let him hold a lasting throne; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. Scripture: Psalm 132:4-5 Languages: English
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The light of Christ

Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #S68 (1985) Topics: Proper Liturgies for Special Days The Great Vigil of Easter Lyrics: The light of Christ. Thanks be to God. Languages: English Tune Title: [The Light of Christ]

for ever and ever. Amen.

Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #S69 (1985) Topics: Proper Liturgies for Special Days The Great Vigil of Easter Languages: English Tune Title: [for ever and ever. Amen]

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