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Stern winter throws his icy chains
Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #1326 (1868) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Seasons Winter
Stern winter throws his icy chains
Stern winter throws his icy chains
Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #1326 (1868) Topics: Seasons Winter
Stern winter throws his icy chains
Summer and Winter: A Song for Great-Britain
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #271 (1740) Topics: Winter and Summer First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD,
And make his Honours known abroad,
He bid the Ocean round thee flow;
Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so.
2 Thy Children are secure and blest;
Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest;
He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat,
And adds his Blessing to their Meat.
3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains,
Thine early and thy latter Rains;
His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends,
And thus the springing Corn defends.
4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground;
His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound:
Where is the Man so vainly bold
That dares defy his dreadful Cold?
5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow;
The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow;
But he hath nobler Works and Ways
To call the Britons to his Praise.
6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown,
His Gospel through the Nation known;
He hath not thus reveal'd his Word
To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
Summer and Winter: A Song for Great-Britain
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
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.) #259 (1786) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #259 (1790) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
The Seasons of the Year
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.) #261a (1786) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
The Seasons of the Year
The Seasons of the Year
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #261a (1790) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honours sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
The Seasons of the Year
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
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.) #276 (1786) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #276 (1787) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
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