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Sickness healed, and Sorrows removed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #57b (1786) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Recovery from Sickness First Line: I will extol thee, Lord, on high Lyrics: 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high, At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love, Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days: Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English
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Sickness healed, and Sorrows removed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #57b (1787) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Recovery from Sickness First Line: I will extol thee, Lord, on high Lyrics: 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high, At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love, Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days: Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English
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Psalm 6

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.13 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Recovery from Sickness First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Lyrics: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear: O let it not against me rise. Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal! See how I pass my weary days In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night My bed is watered with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. Look, how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts, depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English
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Jesus, the man of constant grief

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #129 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Recovery from Sickness Lyrics: Jesus, the man of constant grief, A mourner all his days; His spirit once rejoiced aloud, And turn'd his joy to praise: "Father, I thank thy wondrous love, That hath revealed thy Son To men unlearned, and to babes Has made thy gospel known. "The mysteries of redeeming grace Are hidden from the wise, While pride and carnal reasonings join To swell and blind their eyes." Thus doth the Lord of heav'n and earth His great decrees fulfil, And orders all his works of grace By his own sovereign will. Scripture: Luke 10:21 Languages: English
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Psalm 6

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.12 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Recovery from Sickness First Line: In anger, Lord, rebuke me not Lyrics: In anger, Lord, rebuke me not; Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thy fury grow so hot Against a feeble worm. My soul's bowed down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppressed; My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. Sorrow and pain wear out my days, I waste the night with cries, Counting the minutes as they pass, Till the slow morning rise. Shall I be still tormented more? Mine eye consumed with grief? How long, my God, how long before Thine hand afford relief? He hears when dust and ashes speak, He pities all our groans; He saves us for his mercy's sake, And heals our broken bones. The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath; For silent graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in death. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English
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The lands that long in darkness lay

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #264 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Recovery from Sickness Lyrics: The lands that long in darkness lay Now have beheld a heav'nly light; Nations that sat in death's cold shade Are blessed with beams divinely bright. The virgin's promised Son is born, Behold th' expected child appear: What shall his names or titles be? "The Wonderful, the Counsellor." [This infant is the mighty God, Come to be suckled and adored; Th' eternal Father, Prince of Peace, The Son of David, and his Lord.] The government of earth and seas Upon his shoulders shall be laid; His wide dominions still increase, And honors to his name be paid. Jesus, the holy child, shall sit High on his father David's throne; Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, And reign to ages yet unknown. Scripture: Isaiah 9:7 Languages: English
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Thanks for private Deliverance

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.) #205a (1786) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Recovery from Sickness First Line: What shall I render to my God Lyrics: 1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My offerings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God! How dear thy servants in thy sight? How precious is their blood? 4 How happy all thy servants are! How great thy grace to me! My life which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, forever thine, Nor shall my purpose move; Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 116:12-19 Languages: English
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Thanks for private Deliverance

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #205a (1790) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Recovery from Sickness First Line: What shall I render to my God Lyrics: 1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My offerings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God! How dear thy servants in thy sight? How precious is their blood? 4 How happy all thy servants are! How great thy grace to me! My life which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, forever thine, Nor shall my purpose move; Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 116:12-19 Languages: English
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Thanks for private Deliverance

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #218a (1786) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Recovery from Sickness First Line: What shall I render to my God Lyrics: 1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My offerings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God! How dear thy servants in thy sight? How precious is their blood? 4 How happy all thy servants are! How great thy grace to me! My life which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, forever thine, Nor shall my purpose move; Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 116:12-19 Languages: English
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Thanks for private Deliverance

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #218a (1787) Topics: Recovery from Sickness; Recovery from Sickness First Line: What shall I render to my God Lyrics: 1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My offerings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God! How dear thy servants in thy sight? How precious is their blood? 4 How happy all thy servants are! How great thy grace to me! My life which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, forever thine, Nor shall my purpose move; Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 116:12-19 Languages: English

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