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The Perfections of GOD

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIb (1785) First Line: Great is the Lord; his works of might Lyrics: 1 Great is the Lord; his works of might Demand our noblest songs; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food; And ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his covenant sure; Holy and reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating every sin. Scripture: Psalm 110 Languages: English

The Blessings of the liberal Man

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIIa (1785) First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who stands in awe Of GOD, and loves his sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renown'd; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An unexhausted treasury, And with successive honours crown'd. 2 His liberal favours he extends, To some he gives, to others lends: A generous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs, And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd, His glory's future harvest sow'd; The sweet remembrance of the just Like a green root revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. 4 Beset with threatening dangers round, Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that's filled with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night: And sees in darkness beams of grace. Pause. 5 [Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fix'd on GOD relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown'd. 6 The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations crost: They and their envy, pride and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.] Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English

The Blessings of the Pious and Charitable

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIIb (1785) First Line: Thrice happy man who fears the Lord Lyrics: 1 Thrice happy man who fears the Lord, Loves his commands, and trusts his word; Honour and peace his days attend, And blessings to his seed descend. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, To works of mercy still inclin'd; He lends the poor some present aid, Or gives them, not to be repaid. 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread That fill his neighbours round with dread, His heart is arm'd against the fear, For GOD with all his power is there. 4 His spirit fix'd upon the Lord Draws heavenly courage from his word; Amidst the darkness light shall rise, To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 5 He hath dispers'd his alms abroad, His works are still before his GOD; His name on earth shall long remain, While envious sinners rage in vain. Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English

Liberality rewarded

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIIc (1785) First Line: Happy is he that fears the Lord Lyrics: 1 Happy is he that fears the Lord, And follows his commands, Who lends the poor without reward, Or gives with liberal hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need; So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise His well-establish'd mind; His soul to GOD, his refuge flies, And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of danger and distress Some beams of light shall shine, To shew the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 5 His works of piety and of love Remain before the Lord; Honour on earth and joys above Shall be his sure reward. Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English

The Majesty and Condescention of GOD

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIIIa (1785) First Line: Ye that delight to serve the Lord Lyrics: 1 Ye that delight to serve the Lord, The honours of his name record, His sacred name forever bless: Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams, or setting rays, Let lands and seas his power confess. 2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vast dominion bounds; The heavens are far below his height: Let no created greatness dare With our eternal GOd compare, Arm'd with his uncreated might. 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hosts of angels do, And bends his care to mortal things; His sovereign hand exalts the poor, He takes the needy from the door, And seats them on the throne of kings. 4 When childless families despair, He sends the blessings of an heir, To rescue their expiring name; The mother with a thankful voice, Proclaims his praises and her joys; Let every age advance his praise. Languages: English

GOD sovereign and gracious

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIIIb (1785) First Line: Ye servants of th' almighty King Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of th' almighty King, In every age his praises sing; Where e'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky His throne of glory stands on high; Nor time nor place his power restrain, Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their GOD compare? His glories how divinely bright! Who dwells in uncreated light; 4 Behold his love, he stoops to view What saints above and angels do; And condescends yet more to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure His grace exalts the humble poor! Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heavenly thrones. 6 [A word of his creating voice Can make the barren house rejoice; Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last. 7 With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders GOD has done; Faith may grow strong when sense despairs: If nature fails, the promise bears.] Scripture: Psalm 113 Languages: English

Miracles attending Israel's Journey

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXIV (1785) First Line: When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand Lyrics: 1 When Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s hand, Left the proud tyrant and his land, The tribes with cheerful homage own Their king, and Judah was his throne. 2 A-cross the deep their journey lay; The deep divides to make them way; Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head. 3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep, Like lambs the little hillocks leap! Not Sinai on her base could stand, Conscious of sovereign power at hand. 4 What power could make the deep divide? Make Jordan backward roll his tide? Why did ye leap, ye little hills? And whence the fright that Sinai feels? 5 Let every mountain, every flood Retire and know th' approaching GOD, The King of Israel: see Him here; Tremble thou earth, adore and fear. 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns, The rock to standing pools he turns; Flints spring with fountains at his word, And fires and seas confess the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 114 Languages: English

The true GOD our Refuge, or, Idolatry reproved

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXVa (1785) First Line: Not to ourselves, who are but dust Lyrics: 1 Not to ourselves, who are but dust, Not to ourselves is glory due, Eternal GOD, thou only just, Thou only gracious, wise and true. 2 Display to earth thy dreadful name; Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us, and, to raise our shame, Say, "Where's the GOD you've serv'd so long? 3 The GOD we serve maintains his throne, Above the clouds, beyond the skies; Thro' all the earth his will is done, He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 4 But the vain idols they adore Are senseless shapes of stone and wood; At best a mass of glittering ore, A silver saint, or golden god. 5 [With eyes and ears, they carve the head; Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind; In vain are costly offerings made, And vows are scattered in the wind. 6 Their feet were never made to move, Nor hands to save when mortals pray; Mortals that pay them fear or love, Seem to be blind and deaf as they.] 7 O Israel, make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest; The Lord shall build thy ruins up, And bless the people and the priest. 8 The dead no more can speak thy praise, They dwell in silence and the grave; But we shall live to sing thy grace, And tell the world thy power to save. Scripture: Psalm 115 Languages: English

Idolatry reproved

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXVb (1785) First Line: Not to our names, thou only just and true Lyrics: 1 Not to our names, thou only just and true, Not to our worthless names is glory due: Thy power and grace, thy truth and justice claim Immortal honours to thy sovereign name; Shine thro' the earth from heaven thy blest abode; Nor let the heathens say, And where's your God? 2 Heaven is thine higher court: There stands thy throne And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done: GOD fram'd this earth, the starry heavens he spread, But fools adore the gods their hands have made; The kneeling croud, with looks devout behold Their silver-saviours, and their saints of gold. 3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears; The molten image neither sees nor hears: Their hands are helpless, nor their feet can move, They have no speech, nor though, nor power, nor love; Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints To their deaf idols, and their moveless saints. 4 The rich have statues well adorn'd with gold; The poor content with gods of coarser mould, With tools of iron carve the senseless stock Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock; People and priest drive on the solemn trade, And trust the gods that saws and hammers made.] 5 Be heaven and earth amaz'd! 'Tis hard to say Which is more stupid, or their gods, or they/ O Israel, trust the Lord: He hears and sees, He knows thy sorrows and restores thy peace; His worship does a thousand comforts yield, He is thy help, and he thine heavenly shield. 6 In GOD we trust; our impious foes in vain Attempt our ruin and oppose his reign; Had they prevail'd darkness had clos'd our days, And death and silence had forbid his praise: But we are sav'd, and live: Let songs arise, And Zion bless the GOD that built the skies. Scripture: Psalm 115 Languages: English

Recovery from Sickness

Hymnal: DWIP1785 #CXVIa (1785) First Line: I love the Lord: He heard my cries Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord: He heard my cries, And pity'd every groan, Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the LORD: He bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away: Oh let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 "My GOD, I cry'd, thy servant save, "Thou ever good and just; "Thy power can rescue from the grave, "Thy power is all my trust. 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove: Return, my soul, to GOD thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My GOD hath sav'd my soul from death, And dry'd my falling tears; Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English