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Obedience is better than Sacrifice

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #87b (1786) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: Thus saith the Lord, the spacious fields Lyrics: 1 Thus saith the Lord, "the spacious fields "And flocks, and herds, are mine, "O'er all the cattle of the hills "I claim a right divine. 2 "I ask no sheep for sacrifice, "Nor bullocks burnt with fire; "To hope and love, to pray and praise, "Is all that I require. 3 "Invoke my name when trouble's near, "My hand shall set thee free; "Then shall thy thankful lips declare "The honuor due to me. 4 "The man that offers humble praise, "Declares my glory best; "And those that tread my holy ways, "Shall my salvation taste." Scripture: Psalm 50:23 Languages: English

The last Judgment; or, the Saints Rewarded

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #87a (1790) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: The Lord, the Judge, before his throne Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge before his throne, Bids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rising sun, And near the Western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, "Judgment will ne'er begin;" No more abuse his long delay To impudence and sin. 3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come, Bright flames prepare his way, Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, Lead on the dreadful day. 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, Attending Angels come, And earth and hell shall know, and fear His justice and their doom. 5 "But gather all my saints (he cries) "That made their peace with God, "By the Redeemer's sacrifice, "And seal'd it with his blood. 6 "Their faith and works, brought forth to light, "Shall make the world confess "My sentence of reward is right, "And heaven adore my grace." Scripture: Psalm 50:1-6 Languages: English

Obedience is better than Sacrifice

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #87b (1790) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: Thus saith the Lord, the spacious fields Lyrics: 1 Thus saith the Lord, "the spacious fields "And flocks, and herds, are mine, "O'er all the cattle of the hills "I claim a right divine. 2 "I ask no sheep for sacrifice, "Nor bullocks burnt with fire; "To hope and love, to pray and praise, "Is all that I require. 3 "Invoke my name when trouble's near, "My hand shall set thee free; "Then shall thy thankful lips declare "The honour due to me. 4 "The man that offers humble praise, "Declares my glory best; "And those that tread my holy ways, "Shall my salvation taste." Scripture: Psalm 50:10-11 Languages: English

The Judgment of Hypocrites

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #88a (1786) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: When Christ to judgment shall descend Lyrics: 1 When Christ to judgment shall descend, And saints surround their Lord, He calls the nations to attend, And hear his awful word. 2 “Not for the want of bullocks slain "Will I the world reprove; "Altars and rites, and forms are vain "Without the fire of love. 3 "And what have hypocrites to do "To bring their sacrifice? "They call my statutes just and true, "But deal in theft and lies. 4 "Could you expect to ’scape my sight, "And sin without controul? "But I shall bring your crimes to light, "With anguish in your soul." 5 Consider, ye, that slight the Lord, Before his wrath appear; If once you fall beneath his sword, There’s no deliverer there. Scripture: Psalm 50:21-22 Languages: English

Hypocrisy exposed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #88b (1786) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: The Lord, the Judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge his churches warns, Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care. 2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name With lips of falsehood and deceit; A friend or brother they defame, And sooth and flatter those they hate. 3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, Yet dare to seek their Maker's face; They take his covenant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace. 4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood; By night they practise every sin, By day their mouths draw near to God. 5 And while his judgments long delay, They grow secure and sin the more; They think he sleeps as well as they, And put far off the dreadful hour. 7 Oh dreadful hour! when Gof draws near, And sets their crimes before their eyes! His wrath their guilty souls shall tear, And no deliverer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English

The Judgment of Hypocrites

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #88a (1790) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: When Christ to judgment shall descend Lyrics: 1 When Christ to judgment shall descend, And saints surround their Lord, He calls the nations to attend, And hear his awful word. 2 “Not for the want of bullocks slain "Will I the world reprove; "Altars and rites, and forms are vain "Without the fire of love. 3 "And what have hypocrites to do "To bring their sacrifice? "They call my statutes just and true, "But deal in theft and lies. 4 "Could you expect to ’scape my sight, "And sin without controul? "But I shall bring your crimes to light, "With anguish in your soul." 5 Consider, ye, that slight the Lord, Before his wrath appear; If once you fall beneath his sword, There’s no deliverer there. Scripture: Psalm 50:1 Languages: English

Hypocrisy exposed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #88b (1790) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: The Lord, the Judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge his churches warns, Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care. 2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name With lips of falsehood and deceit; A friend or brother they defame, And sooth and flatter those they hate. 3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, Yet dare to seek their Maker's face; They take his covenant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace. 4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood; By night they practise every sin, By day their mouths draw near to God. 5 And while his judgments long delay, They grow secure and sin the more; They think he sleeps as well as they, And put far off the dreadful hour. 7 Oh dreadful hour! when God draws near, And sets their crimes before their eyes! His wrath their guilty souls shall tear, And no deliverer dare to rise. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English

Forever I Will Sing of Your Great Love, O LORD

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #89 (1987) Meter: 12.12.13.13.13.13 Topics: Profession of Faith; Profession of Faith Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English Tune Title: GENEVAN 89

The last Judgment

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #89 (1786) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; From East to West the sounding orders spread Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead; No more shall atheists mock his long delay; His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day. 2 Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh, Tempest and fire attend him down the sky; Heaven, earth and hell, draw near; let all things come To hear his justice and the sinners' doom; But gather first my saints (the Judge commands) Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands. 3 Behold my covenant stands forever good, Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, And sign'd with all their names, the Greek the Jew That paid the ancient worship or the new, There's no distinction here, prepare their thrones, And near me seat my favourites and my sons. 4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God, I am their Judge; Ye heavens proclaim abroad My just, eternal sentence, and declare, Those awful truths, that sinners dread o hear; Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire; I doom the painted hypocrite to fire. 5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain, Without the flames of love; in vain the store Of brutal offerings that were mine before; Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed. 6 If I were hungry, would I ask thee food? When did I thirst, or taste the victim's blood? Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows? Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, Glaring in gems, and gay, in woven gold? 7 Unthinking wretch! how could'st 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; In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends, Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends. 8 Silent I waited with long-suffering love, But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove? And cherish such an impious thought within, That God, the righteous would indulge thy sin? Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul. 9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Awake before this dreadful morning rise; Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend; Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend; Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English

The last Judgment

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #89 (1790) Topics: Profession false; Profession false First Line: The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; From East to West the sounding orders spread Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead; No more shall atheists mock his long delay; His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day. 2 Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh, Tempest and fire attend him down the sky; Heaven, earth and hell, draw near; let all things come To hear his justice and the sinners' doom; But gather first my saints (the Judge commands) Bring them, ye angels from their distant lands. 3 Behold my covenant stands forever good, Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, And sign'd with all their names, the Greek the Jew That paid the ancient worship or the new, There's no distinction here, prepare their thrones, And near me seat my favourites and my sons. 4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God, I am their Judge; Ye heavens proclaim abroad My just, eternal sentence, and declare Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear; Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire; I doom the painted hypocrit to fire. 5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain, Without the flames of love; in vain the store Of brutal offerings that were mine before; Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed. 6 If I were hungry would I ask thee food? When did I thirst, or taste the victim's blood? Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows? Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, Glaring in gems, and gay, in woven gold? 7 Unthinking wretch! how could'st thou hope to please A God, a spirit, with such toys as these? While with my grace and statues on thy tongue Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong; In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends, Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends. 8 Silent I waited with long-suffering love, But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove? And cherish such an impious thought within, That God, the righteous would indulge thy sin? Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul. 9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Awake before this dreadful morning rise; Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works amend; Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend; Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English