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Great Shepherd of thine Israel

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 91 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep. 2 Thy church is in the desert now; Shine from on high and guide us thro': Turn us to thee, thy love restore; We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. 3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray, And wait in vain thy kind return? How long shall thy fierce anger burn? 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread Thy saints with their own tears are fed: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Pause 1 5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands A lovely vine in heathen lands? Did not thy pow'r defend it round, And heav'nly dews enrich the ground? 6 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with the fruit! But now, dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 7 Why is its beauty thus defac'd? Why hast thou laid her fences waste? Strangers and foes against her join, And every beast devours the vine. 8 Return, almighty God, return; Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Pause 2. 9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew, Thou wast its strength and glory too! Attack'd in vain by all its foes, Till the fair branch of promise rose. 10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David's stock, from Jacob's root; Himself a noble vine, and we The lesser branches of the tree. 11 'Tis thine own Son, and he shall stand, Girt with thy strength at thy right hand; Thy first born Son, adorn'd and blest With pow'r and grace above the rest. 12 O! for his sake attend our cry, Shine on thy churches lest they die: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80

Sing to the Lord aloud

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 48 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord aloud, And make a joyful noise; God is our strength, our Savior God, Let Israel hear his voice. 2 'From vile idolatry 'Preserve my worship clean; 'I am the Lord, who set thee free 'From slavery and sin. 3 'Stretch thy desires abroad, 'And I'll supply them all' 'But if ye will refuse your God, If Isr'el will rebel; 4 'I'll leave them,' saith the Lord, 'To their own lusts a prey, 'And let them run the dang'rous road, ''Tis their own chosen way. 5 'Yet, O! that all my saints 'Would hearken to my voice! 'Soon I would ease their sore complaints 'And bid their hearts rejoice. 6 'While I destroy their foes, 'I'd richly feed my flock; 'And they should taste the stream that flows 'From their eternal rock.' Scripture: Psalm 81:8-16

Among th' assemblies of the great

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 50 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Among th' assemblies of the great A greater Ruler takes his seat: The God of heav'n, as judge, surveys Those gods on earth, and all their ways. 2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws? Or why support th' unrighteous cause? When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no more? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know, Dark are the ways in which they go: Their name of earthly gods is vain, For they shall fall and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod; He is our Judge, and he our God. Scripture: Psalm 82

How pleasant, how divinely fair

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 351 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God! My God! my king! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee? 3 The Sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provides her nest: But will my God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children want? 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of Majesty; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 5 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of thy grace; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate; God is their strength; and thro' the road They lean upon their helper God. 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heav'n at length, Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. Scripture: Psalm 84

Great God attend, while Zion sings

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 359 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Great God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, whose sov'reign sway The glorious hosts of heav'n obey; And devils at thy presence flee, Blest is the man that trusts in thee. Scripture: Psalm 84

My soul, how lovely is the place

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 158 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts! 'Tis heav'n to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving pow'r displays, And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quick'ning rays. 3 With his rich gifts the heav'nly Dove Descends and fills the place, While Christ reveals his wond'rous love, And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will; And still they seek thy mercy there, And sing thy praises still. Pause. 5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee, While far from thine abode; When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Savior and my God? 6 The sparrow builds herself a nest, And suffers no remove; O make me like the sparrows blest, To dwell but where I love! 7 To sit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employ'd in carnal joys. 8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait While Jesus is within, Rather than fill a throne of state, Or live in tents of sin. 9 Could I command the spacious land, And the more boundless sea, For one blest hour at thy right hand I'd give them both away. Scripture: Psalm 84:1-4

Lord of the worlds above

Appears in 501 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair, The dwellings of thy love, Thy earthly temples are! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God. 2 The sparrow for her young With pleasure seeks a nest: And wand'ring swallows long To find their wonted rest: My spirit faints With equal zeal, To rise and dwell Among thy saints. 3 O happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear? O happy men that pay Their constant service there! They praise thee still: And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill! 4 They go from strength to strength, Thro' this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heav'n appears: O glorious seat, When God our King Shall thither bring Our willing feet! Pause: 5 To spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy Than thousand days beside: Where God resorts, I love it more To keep the door Than shine in courts. 6 God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence; With gifts his hands are fill'd, We draw our blessings thence: He shall bestow On Jacob's race Peculiar grace And glory too. 7 The Lord his people loves: His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and pious souls: Thrice happy he, O God of hosts, Whose spirit trusts Alone in thee. Scripture: Psalm 84

Salvation is for ever nigh

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 103 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Salvation is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust the Lord; And grace, descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'n; By his obedience so complete, Justice is pleas'd, and peace is giv'n. 3 Now truth and honor shall abound, Religion dwell on earth again, And heav'nly influence bless the ground, In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 4 His righteousness is gone before, To give us free access to God; Our wand'ring feet shall stray no more, But mark his steps and keep the road. Scripture: Psalm 85:9-13

Think, mighty God, on feeble man

Appears in 70 hymnals 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 pow'r to save? 2 Lord, shall it be for ever 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 heav'nly crown? But flesh and sense indulge despair: For ever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 For ever 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 a loud Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52

A mournful song at a funeral

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 160 hymnals First Line: Thro' ev'ry age, eternal God! Lyrics: 1 Thro' ev'ry age, eternal God! Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was thy throne ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long hadst thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd into man; And long thy kingdom shall endure, When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity: Thy dreadful sentence, Lord was just, 'Return, ye sinners, to your dust.' 4 [A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. Pause. 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away our life's a dream; An empty tale; a morning flow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an hour.] 6 Our age to seventy years is set: How short the term! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. 7 But O how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the pow'r that strikes us dead.] 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man: And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. Scripture: Psalm 90