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A Prayer of the Afflicted

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #179 (1740) First Line: Hear me, O GOD, nor hide thy Face Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O GOD, nor hide thy Face; But answer, lest I die; Hast thou not built a Throne of Grace, To hear when Winners cry? 2 My Days are wasted like the Smoke Dissolving in the Air; My Strength is dry'd, my Heart is broke, And sinking in Despair. 3 My Spirits flag like with'ring Grass Burnt with excessive Heat; In secret Groans my Minutes pass, And I forget to eat. 4 As on some lonely Building's Top The Sparrow tells her Moan, Far from the Tents of Joy and Hope I sit and grieve alone. 5 My Soul is like a Wilderness, Where Beasts of Midnight howl; There the sad Raven finds her Place, And there the screaming Owl. 6 Dark dismal Thoughts, and boding Fears, Dwell in my troubled Breast; While sharp Reproaches wound my Ears, Nor give my Spirit Rest. 7 My Cup is mingled with my Woes, And Tears are my Repast; My daily Bread, like Ashes, grows Unpleasant to my Taste. 8 Sense can afford no real Joy To Souls that feel thy Frown; Lord, 'twas thy Hand advanc'd me high, Thy Hand hath cast me down. 9 My Looks like withered Leaves appear; And Life's declining Light Grows faint, as Ev'ning Shadows are That vanish into Might. 10 But Thou for ever art the same, O my Eternal GOD; Ages to come shall know thy Name, And spread thy Works abroad. 11 Thou wilt arise, and shew thy Face, Nor will my Lord delay Beyond th' appointed Hour of Grace, That long-expected Day. 12 He hears his Saints, he knows their Cry, And by mysterious Ways Redeems the Prisoners doom'd to die, And fills their Tongues with Praise. Topics: Afflicted their prayer; Afflicted very great; Christ his Godhead; Christ the eternal Creator; Church restored by prayer; Complaint general; God Eternal and Man mortal; Hearing of Prayer and Salvation; Praise for hearing prayer; Prayer Heard and Sion restored; Saints die but Christ lives Scripture: Psalm 102:1-13 Languages: English
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Prayer heard and Sion restored

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #181a (1740) First Line: Let Sion and her Sons rejoice Lyrics: 1 Let Sion and her Sons rejoice, Behold the promis'd Hour; Her GOD hath heard her mourning Voice, And comes t' exalt his Pow'r. 2 Her Dust and Ruins that remain, Are precious in our Eyes; Those Ruins shall be built again, And all that Dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem And stand in Glory there; Nations shall bow before his Name, And Kings attend with Fear. 4 He sits a Sov'reign on his Throne, With Pity in his Eyes; He hears the dying Pris'ners' Groan And sees their Sighs arise. 5 He frees the Souls condemn'd to Death, And when his Saints complain, It shan't be said, "That praying Breath "Was ever spent in vain." 6 This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long Record; That Ages yet unborn may read, And trust, and praise the Lord. Topics: Afflicted their prayer; Afflicted very great; Christ his Godhead; Christ the eternal Creator; Church restored by prayer; Complaint general; God Eternal and Man mortal; Hearing of Prayer and Salvation; Praise for hearing prayer; Prayer Heard and Sion restored; Saints die but Christ lives Scripture: Psalm 102:13-21 Languages: English
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Man's Mortality, and Christ's Eternity; or, Saints die, but Christ and the Church live

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #181b (1740) First Line: It is the Lord our Saviour's Hand Lyrics: 1 It is the Lord our Saviour's Hand Weakens our Strength amidst the Race; Disease and Death at his Command Arrest us, and cut short our Days. 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our Sun go down at Noon; Thy Years are one eternal Day, And must thy Children die so soon? 3 Yet in the Midst of Death and Grief This Thought our Sorrow should asswage; "Our Father and our Saviour live; "Christ is the same through ev'ry Age." 4 'Twas he this Earth's Foundation laid; Heav'n is the Building of his Hand; This Earth grows old, these Heav'ns shall fade, And all be chang'd at his Command. 5 The starry Curtains of the Sky, Like Garments shall be laid aside; But still thy Throne stands firm on high; Thy Church for ever must abide. 6 Before thy Face thy Church shall live, And on thy Throne thy Children reign; This dying World shall they survive, And the dead Saints be rais'd again. Topics: Afflicted their prayer; Afflicted very great; Christ his Godhead; Christ the eternal Creator; Church restored by prayer; Complaint general; God Eternal and Man mortal; Hearing of Prayer and Salvation; Praise for hearing prayer; Prayer Heard and Sion restored; Saints die but Christ lives Scripture: Psalm 102:23-28 Languages: English
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Blessing God for his Goodness both to Soul and Body

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #182 (1740) First Line: Bless, O my Soul, the living God Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my Soul, the living GOD, Call home thy Thoughts that rove abroad, Let all the Pow'rs within me join In Work and Worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my Soul, the God of Grace; His Favours claim thy highest Praise Why should the Wonders he hath wrought Be lost in Silence and forgot? 3 '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. 4 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. 5 Our Youth decay'd his Pow'r repairs; His Mercy crowns our growing Years; He satisfies our Mouth with Good, And fills our Hopes with heav'nly Food. 6 He sees th' Oppressor and th' OPprest, And often gives the Suff'rers Rest; But will his Justice more display In the last great rewarding Day. 7 [His Pow'r he shew'd by Moses' Hands, And gave to Isr'el his Commands; But sent his Truth and Mercy down To all the Nations by his Son. 8 Let the whole Earth his Pow'r confess, Let the whole Earth adore his Grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In Work and Worship so divine.] Topics: Afflicted gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God his universal dominion; God mercy and truth; Goodness of God; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English
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God's gentle Chastisement; or His tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #183 (1740) First Line: The Lord, how wond'rous are his Ways! Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wond'rous 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. 2 Not half so high his Pow'r hath spread The starry Heav'ns above our Head, As his rich Love exceeds our Praise, Exceeds the highest Hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath Nature plac'd The rising Morning from the West, As his forgiving Grace removes The daily Guilt of those he loves. 4 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! 5 Amidst his Wrath Compassion shines; His Strokes are lighter than our Sins; And while his Rod corrects his Saints, His Ear indulges their Complaints. 6 So Fathers their young Sons chastise With gentle Hands and melting Eyes; The Children weep beneath the Smart, And move the Pity of their Heart. Pause. 7 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. 8 He knows how soon our Nature dies, Blasted by ev'ry Wind that flies; Like Grass we spring, and die as soon, As Morning Flow'rs that fade at Noon. 9 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. Topics: Afflicted gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God his universal dominion; God mercy and truth; Goodness of God; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
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Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #184 (1740) First Line: O bless the Lord, my Soul! Lyrics: 1 O bless the Lord, my Soul! Let all within me join, And aid my Tongue to bless his Name, Whose Favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my Soul, Nor let his Mercies lie Forgotten in Unthankfulness, And without Praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy Sins, 'Tis he relieves thy Pain, 'Tis he that heals thy Sicknesses And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy Life with Love, When ransom'd from the Grave; He that redeem'd my Soul from Hell Hath sov'reign Pow'r to save. 5 He fills the Poor with Good, He gives the Suff'rers Rest; The Lord hath Judgments for the Proud, And Justice for th'Opprest. 6 His wondrous Works and Ways He made by Moses known But sent the World his Truth and Grace By his beloved Son. Topics: Afflicted gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God his universal dominion; God mercy and truth; Goodness of God; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English
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Abounding Compassion of God; or Mercy in the Midst of Judgment

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #185 (1740) First Line: My Soul, repeat his Praise Lyrics: 1 My Soul, repeat his Praise, Whose Mercies are so great; Whose Anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 GOD will not always chide; And when his Strokes are felt, His Strokes are fewer than our Crimes, And lighter than our Guilt. 3 High as the Heav'ns are raised Above the Ground we tread, So far the Riches of his Grace Our highest Thoughts exceed. 4 His Pow'r subdues our sins, And his forgiving Love Far as the East is from the West Doth all our Guilt remove. 5 The Pity of the Lord, To those that fear his Name, Is such as tender Parents feel; He knows our feeble Frame. 6 He knows we are but Dust, Scatter'd with every Breath; His Anger, like a rising Wind, Can send us swift to Death. 7 Our Days are as the Grass, Or like the Morning Flow'r; If one sharp Blast sweep o'er the Field It withers in an Hour. 8 But thy Compassion, Lord, To endless Years endure; And Children's Children ever find Thy Words of Promise sure. Topics: Afflicted gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God his universal dominion; God mercy and truth; Goodness of God; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
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God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #186a (1740) First Line: The Lord, the sov'reign King Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the sov'reign King, Hath fix'd his Throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly World he rules, And all beneath the Sky. 2 Ye Angels, great in Might, And swift to do his Will, Bless ye the Lord, whose Voice ye hear, Whose Pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright Hosts, who wait The Orders of their King, And guard his Churches when they pray, Join in the Praise they sing. 4 While all his wond'rous Works Through his vast Kingdom shew Their Maker's Glory, thou, my Soul, Shalt sing his Graces too. Topics: Afflicted gentle; Angels praise the Lord; Compassion of God; God his universal dominion; God mercy and truth; Goodness of God; Mercies common and special; Mercies spiritual and temporal Scripture: Psalm 103:19-22 Languages: English
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The Glory of God in Creaton and Providence

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #186b (1740) First Line: My Soul thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My Soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial Rays He in full Majesty appears And, like a Robe his Glory wears. 2 The Heav'ns are for his Curtains spread, Th' unfathomed Deep he makes his Bed; Clouds are his Chariot when he flies On winged Storms across the Skies. 3 Angels, whom his own Breath inspires, His Ministers, are flaming Fires; And swift as Thought their Armies move, To bear his Vengeance or his Love. 4 The World's Foundations by his Hand Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand; He binds the Ocean in his Chain, Lest it should drown the Earth again. 5 When Earth was cover'd with the Flood, Which high above the Mountains stood, He thunder'd, and the Ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed Bed. 6 The swelling Billows know their Bound, And in their Channels walk their Round; Yet thence convey'd by secret Veins, They spring on Hills and drench the Plains. 7 He bids the Crystal Fountains flow; And chear the Vallies as they go; Tame Heifers there their Thirst allay, And for the Stream wild Asses bray. 8 From pleasant Trees which shade the Brink, The Lark and Linnet light to drink Their Songs the Lark and Linnet raise, And chide our Silence in his Praise. Pause I 9 GOD from his cloudy Cistern pours On the parch'd Earth enriching Show'rs: The Grove, the Garden, and the Field, A Thousand joyful Blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy Food arise, And gives the Cattle large Supplies: With Herbs for Man, of various Pow'r, To nourish Nature, or to cure. 11 What noble Fruit the Vines produce! The Olive yields a shining juice; Our Hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous Wine, With inward Joy our Faces shine. 12 O bless his Name, ye Britons, fed With Nature's chief Supporter, Bread; While Bread your vital Strength imparts, Serve him with Vigour in your Hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately Cedar stands, Rais'd in the Forest by his Hands; Birds to the Boughs for Shelter fly, And build their Nests secure on high. 14 To craggy Hill ascends the Goat; And at the airy Mountain's Foot The feebler Creatures make their Cell; He gives them Wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the Sun his circling Race, Appoints the Moon to change her Face; And when thick Darkness veils the Day, Calls out wild Beasts to hunt their Prey. 16 Fierce Lions lead their Young abroad, And, roaring, ask their Meat from GOD; But when the Morning-Beams arise, The savage Beast to Covert flies. 17 Then Man to daily Labour goes; The Night was made for his Repose; Sleep is thy Gift, that sweet Relief From tiresome Toil and wasting Grief. 18 How strange thy Works! how great thy Skill! And ev'ry Land thy Riches fill: Thy Wisdom round the World we see; This spacious Earth is full of Thee. 19 Nor less thy Glories in the Deep, Where Fish in Millions swim and creep With wond'rous Motions, swift or slow, Still wand'ring in the Paths below. 20 There Ships divide their watry Way, And Flocks of scaly Monsters play; There dwells the huge Leviathan, And foams and sports in Spite of Man. Pause III 21 Vast are thy Works, Almighty Lord, All Nature rests upon thy Word, And the whole Race of Creatures stands, Waiting their Portion from thy Hands. 22 While each receives his diff'rent Food, Their chearful Looks pronounce it good: Eagles and Bears, and Whales and Worms, Rejoice and praise in diff'rent Forms. 23 But when thy Face is hid, they mourn, And dying, to their Dust return; Both Man and Beast their Souls resign; Life, Breath and Spirit, all is thine. 24 But thou canst breathe on Dust again, And fill the World with Beasts and Men; A Word of thy creating Breath Repairs the Wastes of Time and Death. 25 His Works, the Wonders of his Might, Are honour'd with his own Delight; How awful are his glorious Ways! The Lord is dreadful in his Praise. 26 The Earth stands trembling at thy Stroke, And at thy Touch the Mountains smoke; Yet humble Souls may see thy Face, And tell their Wants to sov'reign grace. 27 In Thee my Hopes and wishes meet, And make my Meditations sweet; Thy Praises shall my Breath employ, Till it expire in endless Joy. 28 While haughty Sinners die accurst, Their Glory bury'd with their Dust, I to my GOD, my heav'nly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Topics: God his Creation and Provdence; Praise for creation and providence; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Works of creation and providence Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English
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God's Conduct of Israel, and the Plagues of Egypt

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #190 (1740) First Line: Give Thanks to GOD, invoke his Name Lyrics: 1 Give thanks to GOD, invoke his Name, And tell the World his Grace; Sound through the Earth his Deeds of Fame, That all may seek his face. 2 His Cov'nant, which he kept in Mind For num'rous Ages past, To num'rous Ages yet behind In equal Force shall last. 3 He sware to Abra'm and his Seed, And made the Blessing sure; Gentiles the ancient Promise read, And find his Truth endure. 4 "Thy Seed shall make all Nations blest," (Said the Almighty Voice) "Canaan's Land shall be their Rest," The Type of heav'nly Joys. 5 [How large the Grant! how rich the Grace, To give them Canaan's Land, When they were Strangers in the Place, A little feeble Band! 6 Like Pilgrims through the Countries round Securely they remov'd; And haughty Kings that on them frown'd Severely he reprov'd. 7 "Touch mine anointed, and my Arm "Shall soon revenge the Wrong; "The Man that does my Prophets Harm, "Shall know their GOD is strong." 8 Then let the World forbear its Rage, Nor put the Church in Fear; Isr'el must live through ev'ry Age, And be th' Almighty's care.] Pause I. 9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the Saints, And thus provok'd their GOD, Moses was sent at their Complaints, Arm'd with his dreadful Rod. 10 He call'd for Darkness: Darkness came Like an o'erwhelming Flood; He turn'd each Lake and ev'ry Stream To Lakes and Streams of Blood. 11 He gave the Sign, and noisome Flies Through the whole Country spread; And Frogs in croaking Armies rise About the Monarch's Bed. 12 Through Fields, and Towns, and Palaces, The tenfold Vengeance flew; Locusts in Swarms devour their Trees, And Hail their Cattle slew. 13 Then by an Angel's Midnight Stroke The Flow'r of Egypt dy'd; The Strength of ev'ry House was broke, Their Glory and their Pride. 14 Now let the World forbear its Rage, Nor put the Church in Fear; Isr'el must live through ev'ry Age, And be th' Almighty's Care. Puase II. 15 Thus were the Tribes from Bondage brought, And left the hated Ground; Each some Egyptian Spoils had got, And not one feeble found. 16 The Lord himself chose out their Way, And mark'd their Journies right; Gave them a leading Cloud by Day, A fiery Guide by Night. 17 They thirst; and Waters from the Rock In rich Abundance flow, And following still the Course they took, Ran all the Desart through. 18 O wond'rous Stream! O blessed Type Of ever-flowing Grace! So Christ our Rock maintains our Life Through all this Wilderness. 19 Thus guarded by th' Almighty Hand, The chosen Tribes possest Canaan, the rich, the promis'd Land, And there enjoy'd their Rest. 20 Then let the World forbear its Rage, The Church renounce her Fear; Isr'el must live through ev'ry Age, And be th' Almighty's Care. Topics: Egypt's Plagues; God Faithfulness; Isreal saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan Scripture: Psalm 105 Languages: English

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