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How awful is thy chast'ning Rod?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P77b (1766) Topics: Melancholy and hope Lyrics: 1 "How awful is thy chast'ning Rod? "(May thy own Children say) "The Great, the Wise, the dreadful GOD! How holy is his Way !" 2 I'll meditate his Works of old; The King that reigns above, I'll hear his ancient Wonders told, And learn to trust his Love. 3 Long did the House of Joseph lie With Egypt's Yoke opprest; Long he delay'd to hear their Cry, Nor gave his People Rest. 4 The Sons of good old Jacob seem'd Abandon'd to their Foes; But his Almighty Arm redeem'd The Nation that he chose. 5 Isr'el, his People, and his Sheep, Must follow where he calls; He bid them venture through the Deep, And made the Waves their Walls. 5 The Waters saw Thee, mighty GOD, The Waters saw Thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine Armies Room. 7 Strange was thy Journey through the Sea, Thy Footsteps, Lord, unknown: Terrors attend the wond'rous Way That brings thy Mercies down. 8 [Thy Voice with Terror in the Sound Through Clouds and Darkness broke; All Heav'n in Lightning shone around, And Earth with Thunder shook. 9 Thine Arrows through the Skies were hurl'd; How glorious is the Lord! Surprize and Trembling seiz'd the World, And his own Saints ador'd. 10 He gave them Water from the Rock; And safe, by Moses' Hand, Through a dry Desert led his Flock Home to the promis'd Land.] Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

When GOD restor'd our captive State

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P126a (1766) Topics: Melancholy removed Lyrics: 1 When GOD restor'd our captive State, Joy was our Song, and Grace our Theme; The Grace beyond our Hopes so great, That Joy appear'd a painted Dream. 2 The Scoffer owns thy Hand, and pays Unwilling Honours to thy Name; While we with Pleasure shout thy Praise, With chesrful Notes thy Love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal Fears, 'Twas hard to think they'd vanish'd so; With GOD we left our flowing Tears, He makes our Joys like Rivers flow. 4 The Man that in his furrow'd Field His scatter'd Seed with Sadness leaves, Will shout to see the Harvest yield A welcome load of joyful Sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

When GOD reveal'd his gracious Name

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P126b (1766) Topics: Melancholy removed Lyrics: 1 When GOD reveal'd his gracious Name, And chang'd my mournful State, My Rapture seem'd a pleasing Dream, The Grace appear'd so great. 2 The World beheld the glorious Change, And did thy Hand confess; My Tongue broke out in unknown Strains, And sung surprising Grace. 3 Great is the Work, my Neighbours cry'd, And own'd the Power divine; Great is the Work, my Heart reply'd, And be the Glory thine. 4 The Lord can clear the darkest Skies, Can give us Day for Night; Make Drops of sacred Sorrow rise To Rivers of Delight. 5 Let those that sow in Sadness wait Till the fair Harvest come, They shall confess their Sheaves are great, And shout the Blessings home. 6 Though Seed lie bury'd long in Dust; It shan't deceive their Hope! The precious Grain can ne'er be lost, For Grace insures the Crop. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

Comfort derived from ancient Providence; or, Israel delivered from Egypt, and brought to Canaan

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #137 (1740) Topics: Melancholy and hope First Line: How awful is thy chast'ning Rod? Lyrics: 1 "How awful is thy chast'ning Rod? "(May thy own Children say) "The Great, the Wise, the dreadful GOD! How holy is his Way !" 2 I'll meditate his Works of old; The King that reigns above, I'll hear his ancient Wonders told, And learn to trust his Love. 3 Long did the House of Joseph lie With Egypt's Yoke opprest; Long he delay'd to hear their Cry, Nor gave his People Rest. 4 The Sons of good old Jacob seem'd Abandon'd to their Foes; But his Almighty Arm redeem'd The Nation that he chose. 5 Isr'el, his People, and his Sheep, Must follow where he calls; He bid them venture through the Deep, And made the Waves their Walls. 5 The Waters saw Thee, mighty GOD, The Waters saw Thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine Armies Room. 7 Strange was thy Journey through the Sea, Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown; Terrors attend the wond'rous Way That brings thy Mercies down. 8 [Thy Voice, with Terror in the Sound, Through Clouds and Darkness broke; All Heav'n in Lightning shone around, And Earth with Thunder shook. 9 Thine Arrows through the Skies were hurl'd; How glorious is the Lord! Surprize and Trembling seiz'd the World, And his own Saints ador'd. 10 He gave them Water from the Rock; And safe, by Moses' Hand, Through a dry Desert led his Flock Home to the promis'd Land.] Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Surprising Deliverance

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #238b (1740) Topics: Melancholy removed First Line: When GOD restor'd our captive State Lyrics: 1 When GOD restor'd our captive State, Joy was our Song, and Grace our Theme; The Grace beyond our Hopes so great That Joy appear'd a painted Dream. 2 The Scoffer owns thy Hand, and pays Unwilling Honours to thy Name; While we with Pleasure shout thy Praise, With chesrful Notes thy Love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal Fears, 'Twas hard to think they'd vanish'd so; With GOD we left our flowing Tears, He makes our Joys like Rivers flow. 4 The Man that in his furrow'd Field His scatter'd Seed with Sadness leaves, Will shout to see the Harvest yield A welcome load of joyful Sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

Long have I sat beneath the sound

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #451 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Melancholy and hope Lyrics: Long have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word! Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain; How small a portion of thy grace My memory can retain! [My dear Almighty, and my God, How little art thou known By all the judgments of thy rod, And blessings of thy throne!] How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joys above! How few affections there! Great God! thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success; Write thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn thy grace. [Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die.] Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Why should this earth delight us so?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #458 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Melancholy and hope Lyrics: Why should this earth delight us so? Why should we fix our eyes On these low grounds where sorrows grow, And every pleasure dies ? While time his sharpest teeth prepares Our comforts to devour, There is a land above the stars, And joys above his power. Nature shall be dissolved and die, The sun must end his race, The earth and sea for ever fly Before my Savior's face. When will that glorious morning rise? When the last trumpet sound, And call the nations to the skies, From underneath the ground? Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

When God reveal'd his gracious name

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #506 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Melancholy removed Lyrics: When God revealed his gracious name, And changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, The grace appeared so great. The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess; My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. "Great is the work," my neighbors cried, And owned the power divine; "Great is the work," my heart replied, "And be the glory thine." The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. Let those that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come, They shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home. Though seed lie buried long in dust, It shan't deceive their hope; The precious grain can ne'er be lost, For grace insures the crop. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

When God restor'd our captive state

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #507 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Melancholy removed Lyrics: When God restored our captive state, Joy was our song, and grace our theme; The grace beyond our hopes so great That joy appeared a painted dream. The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honors to thy name; While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. When we review our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'd vanish so; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow. The man that in his furrowed field His scattered seed with sadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English