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Life, Death, and the Resurrection

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #155 (1790) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Think, mighty God, on feeble man Lyrics: 1 Think, mighty God, on feeble man, How few his hours, how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave: Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death With skill to fly, or power to save? 2 Lord, shall it be forever said, "The race of man was only made "For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves and turn'd to clay? Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? 3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy son And all his seed a heavenly crown? But flesh and sense indulge dispair; Forever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 Forever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward, For all their toil, reproach and pain; Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English
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The Covenant of Grace unchangeable; or, Affliction without Rejection

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.) #164a (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race Lyrics: 1 Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race, The children of my son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace And tempt mine anger down; 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod, And make their folly smart; But I'll not cease to be their God, Nor from my truth depart. 3 My covenant I will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind; And what eternal love hath spoke, Eternal truth shall bind. 4 Once have I sworn (I need no more) And pledg'd my holiness, To seal the sacred promise sure To David and his race. 5 The sun shall see his offspring rise And spread from sea to sea, Long as he travels round the skies To give the nations day. 5 Sure as the moon that rules the night His kingdom shall endure, Till the fix'd laws of shade and light Shall be observ'd no more. Scripture: Psalm 89:30-46 Languages: English
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The Covenant of Grace unchangeable; or, Affliction without Rejection

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #164a (1787) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race Lyrics: 1 Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race, The children of my son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace And tempt mine anger down; 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod, And make their folly smart; But I'll not cease to be their God, Nor from my truth depart. 3 My covenant I will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind; And what eternal love hath spoke, Eternal truth shall bind. 4 Once have I sworn (I need no more) And pledg'd my holiness, To seal the sacred promise sure To David and his race. 5 The sun shall see his offspring rise And spread from sea to sea, Long as he travels round the skies To give the nations day. 5 Sure as the moon that rules the night His kingdom shall endure, Till the fix'd laws of shade and light Shall be observ'd no more. Scripture: Psalm 89:30-46 Languages: English
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Life, Death, and the Resurrection

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.) #165 (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Think, mighty God, on feeble man Lyrics: 1 Think, mighty God, on feeble man, How few his hours, how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave: Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death With skill to fly, or power to save? 2 Lord, shall it be forever said, "The race of man was only made "For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves and turn'd to clay? Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? 3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy son And all his seed a heavenly crown? But flesh and sense indulge dispair; Forever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 Forever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward, For all their toil, reproach and pain; Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English
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Life, Death, and the Resurrection

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #165 (1787) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Think, mighty God, on feeble man Lyrics: 1 Think, mighty God, on feeble man, How few his hours, how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave: Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death With skill to fly, or power to save? 2 Lord, shall it be forever said, "The race of man was only made "For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves and turn'd to clay? Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? 3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy son And all his seed a heavenly crown? But flesh and sense indulge dispair; Forever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 Forever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward, For all their toil, reproach and pain; Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English
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Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining

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.) #71 (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 I'm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear! 6 But if my life be spared a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
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Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without Repining

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #71 (1790) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 I'm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear! 6 But if my life be spared a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
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Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining

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.) #77 (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 I'm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear! 6 But if my life be spared a while, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
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Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #77 (1787) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 I'm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear! 6 But if my life be spared a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
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My never ceasing Songs shall show

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P89b (1766) Topics: Vanity of Man as mortal; Vanity of Man as mortal Lyrics: 1 My never ceasing Songs shall show The Mercies of the Lord; And make succeeding Ages know How faithful is his Word. 2 The sacred Truths his Lips pronounce Shall firm as Heav'n endure; And if he speak a Oromise once, Th' eternal Grace is sure. 3 How long the Race of David held The promis'd Jewish Throne! But there's a nobler Cov'nant seal'd To David's greater Son. 4 His Seed for ever shall possess A Throne above the Skies; The meanest Subjects of his Grace Shall to that Glory rise. 5 Lord GOD of Hosts, thy wond'rous Ways Are sung by Saints above; And Saints on Earth their Honours raise To thy unchanging Love. Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English

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