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God is a name my soul adores

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #40 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 God is a name my soul adores, Th'Almighty THREE, th'eternal ONE! Nature and grace, with all their powers Confess the infinite unknown. 2 Thy voice produc'd the sea and spheres, Bid the waves roar, and planets shine; But nothing like thyself appears, Through all these spacious works of thine. 3 Still restless nature dies and grows; From change to change the creatures run; Thy being no succession knows, And all thy vast designs are one. 4 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, And worship is submissive forms; Thy presence shakes this lower ball, This little dwelling place of worms. 5 How shall affrighted mortals dare To sing thy glory or thy grace? Beneath thy feet we lie so far, And see but shadows of thy face! 6 Who can behold this blazing light! Who can approach consuming flame? None but thy wisdom knows thy might, None but thy word can speak thy name. Scripture: Job 11:7 Languages: English
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What is our God, or what his name

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #41 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Proverbs 30:4 Languages: English
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The great Jehovah, who shall dare

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #42 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The GREAT JEHOVAH! who shall dare With him to tempt unequal war; What heart of steel shall dare t'oppose, And league among his harden'd foes. 2 At his command the light'nings dart, And swift transfix the rebel-heart: Earth trembles at his look and cleaves, And legions sink in living graves. 3 See Pharaoh sinking in the tide! See Babel's tyrant, mad with pride, Graze with the beasts! hear Herod roar, While worms his deity devour! 4 See from the turrets of the skies, Tall cherubs sink no more to rise; And trace their rank on thrones of light by heavier chains and darker night! 5 GREAT GOD! and shall this soul of mine Presume to challenge wrath divine? Trembling I seek thy mercy-seat, And lay my weapons at thy feet. Scripture: Job 9:4 Languages: English
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Keep silence all created things

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #43 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Keep silence all created things, And wait your Maker's rod: My soul stands trembling, while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree: He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave TO BE. 3 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine; Each opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfils some deep design. 5 Here, he exalts neglected worms To sceptres, and a crown; Anon, the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down. 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives; Nor dares the fav'rite angel pry Between the folded leaves. 7 My God, I ne'er would long to see My fate with curious eyes, What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes shall rise. 8 In the fair book of life and grace May I but find my name, Recorded in some humble place Beneath my Lord the Lamb. Scripture: Daniel 4:34-35 Languages: English
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Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #44 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will, Tumultuous passions all be still; Nor let a murm'ring thought arise; His ways are just, his councils wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals; But tho' his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heav'n, and earth, and air, and sea, He executes his firm decree; And by his saints it stands confest, That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat; And 'midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. Scripture: Psalm 62:5 Languages: English
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The Lord! how fearful is his name!

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #45 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The Lord! how fearful is his name! How wide is his command! nature, with all her moving frame, Rests on his mighty hand. 2 Immortal glory forms his throne, And light his awful robe; Whilst, with a smile, or with a frown, He manages the globe. 3 A word of his almighty breath Can swell or sink the seas; Build the vast empires of the earth, Or break them, as he please. 4 Adoring angels round him fall, In all their shining forms, His SOVEREIGN eye looks thro' them all, And pities mortal worms. 5 His bowels to our worthless race In sweet compassion move; He clothes his looks with softest grace, And takes his title, LOVE. 6 Now let the Lord for ever reign, And sway us as he will, Sick, or in health, in ease, or pain We are his fav'rites still. 7 No more shall peevish passion rise, The tongue no more complain; 'Tis SOVEREIGN LOVE that lends our joys, And love resumes again. Scripture: Exodus 33:19 Languages: English
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Ye humble souls approach your God

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #46 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Ye humble souls approach your God With songs of sacred praise, For he is good, immensely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known In it diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, LORD, we come, 'Tis here our hope relies; A save defence, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in thee; Their humble hope thou wilt regard, With bliss divinely free. 6 Great GOD,to thy Almighty love, What honors shall we raise? Not all the raptur'd songs above, Can render equal praise. Scripture: Nahum 1:7 Languages: English
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Awake, my soul, in joyful lays

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #47 (1812) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Isaiah 63:7 Languages: English
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When first the God of boundless grace

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #48 (1812) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When first the GOD of boundless grace Disclos'd his kind design, To rescue our apostate race From mis'ry, shame, and sin; 2 Quick, through the realms of light and bliss, The joyful tidings ran; Each heart exulted at the news, That GOD would dwell with man. 3 Yet 'midst their joys they paus'd awhile And asked with strange surprise, "But how can injur'd justice smile; "Or look with pitying eyes? 4 ["Will the Almighty deign again "To visit yonder world; "And hither bring rebellious men, "Whence rebels once were hurl'd? 5 "Their tears, and groans, and deep distress "Aloud for mercy call; "But ah! must truth and righteousness "To mercy victims fall?" 6 So spake the friends of GOD and man, Delighted, yet surpris'd; Eager to know the wond'rous plan, That wisdom had devis'd.] 7 The Son of GOD attentive heard, And quickly thus reply'd, "In me let mercy be reve'd, "And justice satisfy'd. 8 "Behold! my vital blood I pour, "A sacrifice to GOD; "Let angry justice now no more "Demand the sinner's blood." 9 He spake, and heaven's high arches rung, With shouts of loud applause; "He dy'd," the friendly angels sung, Nor cease their rapturous joys. Scripture: Psalm 85:10 Languages: English
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Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song

Hymnal: NSHS1812 #49(94) (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song; The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue: Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy free mercy I could not live here; Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair: But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Whene'er I mistake, thy kind mercy begins To melt me and then I can mourn for my sins; And, led by the Spirit to Jesus's blood, My sorrows are dry'd and my strength is renew'd. 4 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart; Dissolv'd by thy sun-shine, I fall to the ground And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 5 Thy mercy is endless, most tender and free; No sinner need doubt, since 'tis given to me; No merit will buy it, nor fears stop its course; Good works are the fruits of its freeness and force. 6 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell; 'Twas Jesus my friend when he hung on the tree, That open'd the channel of mercy for me. 7 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And covenant love of thy crucified Son; All praise to the Spirit whose witness divine Seals mercy and pardon, and righteousness MINE. Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English

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