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My Soul her Song shall raise

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CXLVI (1767) Lyrics: 1 My Soul her Song shall raise, The LORD of Host to praise, For whilst I my Breath enjoy, This Tribute I will bring, And daily Praises sing, In triumphant Songs of Joy. 2 On Princes ne'er depend, For they cannot defend, Nor in Danger Help supply; Depriv'd of Breath, they must Return again to Dust, And with them their Thoughts shall die. 3 How highly bless'd are they, Who with Devotion pray, Unto Jacob's GOD for Aid; He form'd the Heav'n and Earth, And to the Sea gave Birth, Nor forgets his Promise made. 4 When Men the Poor oppress, He doth their Wrongs redress, And the Hungry he doth feed; Doth Pris'ners Chains unbind, Give Sight unto the Blind, Whilst they walk from Darkness freed. 5 The Weak and Fall'n he rears, GOD for the Righteous cares, And the Stranger doth defend; The weeping Widow's Cause His tender Pity draws, Helpless Babes on him depend. 6 GOD shall the Wicked slay, In their unrighteous Way, But o'er Sion he is King; From Age to Age his Reign Shall ever sure remain; To the LORD loud Praises sing. Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul her Song shall raise]

My Soul, inspir'd with sacred Love

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CIII (1767) Lyrics: 1 My Soul, inspir'd with sacred Love, GOD's holy Name for ever bless; Of all his Favours mindful prove, And still thy grateful Thanks express: 'Tis he, that all thy Sins forgives; And after Sickness makes thee sound; From Danger he thy Life retrieves, By him with Grace and Mercy crown'd. 2 He with good Things thy Mouth supplies, Thy Vigour, Eagle-like, renews; He, when the guiltless Suff'rer cries, His Foe with just Revenge pursues; GOD made of old his righteous Ways, To Moses and our Fathers, known; His Works, to his eternal Praise, Were to the Sons of Jacob shown. 3 The LORD abounds with tender Love, And unexampled Acts of Grace; His waken'd Wrath doth slowly move, His willing Mercy flows apace. GOD will not always harshly chide, But with his Anger quickly part; And loves his Punishment to guide, More by his Love than our Desert. 4 As high as Heav'n its Arch extends Above this little Spot of Clay; So much his boundless Love transcends, The small Respects that we can pay: As far as 'tis from East to West, So far has he our Sins remov'd; Who with a Father's tender Breast, Has such as fear him always lov'd. 5 For GOD, who all our Frame surveys, Considers that we are but Clay; How fresh foe'er we seem, our Days Like Grass or Flow'rs must fade away: Whilst they are nipt with sudden Blasts, Nor can we find their former Place; GOD's faithful Mercy ever lasts, To those that fear him, and their Race. 6 This shall attend on such as still, Proceed in his appointed Way; And who not only know his Will, But to it, just Obedience pay: The LORD, the universal King, In Heav'n has fix'd his lofty Throne; To him, ye Angels, Praises sing, In whose great Strength his Pow'r is shown. 7 Ye that his just Commands obey, And hear and do his sacred Will; Ye Hosts of his, this Tribute pay, Who still what he ordains fulfill: Let ev'ry Creature jointly bless, The mighty LORD: and thou, my Heart, With grateful Joy thy Thanks express, And in this Concert bear thy Part. Topics: Prayers Of a Sinner to obtain Forgiveness of Sins; Thanksgivings Forgivness of Sins; Thanksgivings For diverse Mercies shown to the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul inspir'd by sacred Love]

My Soul with grateful Thoughts of Love

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CXVI (1767) Lyrics: 1 My Soul, with grateful Thoughts of Love, Entirely is possess'd; Because the LORD vouchsaf'd to hear, The Voice of my Request. 2 Since he has now his Ear inclin'd, I never will despair; But still in all the Straits of Life, To him address my Pray'r. 3 With deadly Sorrows compass'd round, With Pains of Hell oppress'd; When Troubles seiz'd my aking Heart, And Anguish rack'd my Breast: 4 On GOD's almighty Name I call'd, And thus to him I pray'd; "LORD, I beseech thee, save my Soul, "With Sorrow quite dismay'd!" 5 How just and merciful is GOD! How gracious is the LORD! Who saves the Harmless, and to me Does timely Help afford. 6 Then, free from pensive Cares, my Soul, Resume thy wonted Rest; For GOD has wondrously to thee His bounteous Love exprest. 7 When Death alarm'd me, he remov'd My Dangers and my Fears; My Feet from falling he secur'd, And dry'd my Eyes from Tears. 8 Therefore my Life's remaining Years, which GOD to me shall lend, Will I, in Praise to his Name, And in his Service spend. 9 I did believe, and therefore spoke, Great my Afflictions were: And in my Haste I rashly said, That all Men Liars are. 10 Oh, what Return to him, shall I For all his Goodness make? I'll praise his Name, and with glad Zeal The Cup of Blessing take. 11 I'll pay my Vows now to the LORD, With most sincere Delight. The LORD preserves his Saints, their Death Is precious in his Sight. 12 Truely I am thy Servant, LORD; To serve thee, is my Choice; Thine Handmaid's Son, my Bonds thou loos'd, And made me to rejoice. 13 To thee I'll Off'rings bring of Praise; And whilst I bless thy Name, The just Performance of my Vows To all thy Saints proclaim. 14 They in Jerusalem shall meet, And in thy House shall join, To bless thy Name with one Consent, and mix their Songs with mine. Topics: Soul's Desire Of Believers; Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Scripture: Psalm 116 Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul with grateful Thoughts of Love]

No Change of Times shall ever move

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #XVIII (1767) Lyrics: 1 No Change of Times shall ever move My firm Affection, LORD, to thee; For thou dost my Protection prove, A Fortress and Defence to me; My Trust is in thy Might and Pow'r; Thou art my Safeguard and my Tow'r. 2 To thee I will address my Pray'r, To whom all Praise we justly owe: So shall I by thy watchful Care, Be guarded from my treach'rous Foe; Nor will I all his Malice fear, If thou art with Assistance near. 3 By Floods of wicked Men distress'd; With deadly Sorrows compass'd round; With dire infernal Pangs oppress'd; In Death's unweildy Fetters bound; I made to GOD my humble Moan, Who heard me from his lofty Throne. Part II 4 When GOD arose, my Part to take, The conscious Earth was struck with Fear; The Hills did at his Presence shake; Nor could his dreadful Fury bear; Thick Smoke and Fire before him came, That Coals were kindled by the Flame. 5 He left the beauteous Realms of Light, Whilst Heav'n bow'd down its awful Head; Beneath his Feet substantial Night Was like a sable Carpet spread: His Chariot, Troops of Angels drew, Which on the winged Tempest flew. 6 Black wat'ry Mists and Clouds conspir'd With thickest Shades, his Face to veil; But at his Brightness soon retir'd, And fell in Show'rs of Fire and Hail: Thro' Heav'n his thund'ring Voice did roar, And Earth's with Coals was cover'd o'er. 7 His sharpen'd Arrows round he threw, Which made his scatter'd Foes retreat; Like Darts his nimble Lightnings flew, And quickly finish'd their Defeat; The Deep her secret Stores disclos'd, The World's Foundations lay expos'd. 8 The LORD did on my Side engage; From Heav'n, his Throne, my Cause upheld; And snatch'd me from the furious Rage Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell'd; His Pow'r against my Foes employ'd, Or else my Soul had been destroy'd. 9 Their subtle Rage had nigh prevail'd, When I distress'd and friendless lay; But still, when other Succours fail'd, GOD was my firm Support and Stay; And did from Danger set me free, Because he took Delight in me. 10 Because in me no Guilt remains, GOD does his gracious Help extend; My Hands are free from bloody Stains, The LORD is therefore still my Friend: In his just Paths I always trod, Nor loosely wander'd from my GOD. 11 His Judgments I have kept in Sight; Did ev'n from darling Sins refrain; I never did his Statutes slight, And both my Heart and Hands are clean; His Favours therefore still endure, Because my Soul's sincere and pure. Part III 12 Thou suit'st, O LORD, thy righteous Ways, To various Paths of human kind; They who, for Mercy, merit Praise, With thee shall wond'rous Mercy find. The Just thy Purity shall see; The Perverse meet Returns from thee. 13 That he the humble Soul will save, And crush the Haughty's boasted Might; In me, the LORD, an Instance gave, Whose Darkness he hath chang'd to Light. 29 On his firm Succour I rely'd, Thro' him I did o'er Hosts prevail, Nor fear'd the highest Walls to scale. 14 For GOD's Designs shall still succeed; His Word will bear the utmost Test: He's a strong Shield to all that need, And on his sure Protection rest. Who then, but GOD, should be ador'd, Or who is mighty, like the LORD? 15 'Tis GOD that girds my Armour on, And all my just Designs fulfils; Thro' him, my Feet can swiftly run, And nimbly climb the steepest Hllls; Lessons of War from Him I take, Mine Arms a Bow of Steel can break, 16 The Buckler of his saving Health Protects me from assaulting Foes: His Hand sustains me still; my Wealth And Greatness from His Bounty flows: My Steps, no narrow Paths confin'd; He freed, and all my Ways design'd. 17 Thro' him, I num'rous Hosts defeat, And flying Squadrons captive take; Nor from my fierce Pursuit retreat, 'Till I a final Conquest make: To rear their Heads in vain they try, For at my Feet they vanquish'd lie. Part IV 18 GOD, when fresh Armies take the Field, Recruits my Strength, my Courage warms; He makes my strong Opposers yield, Subdu'd by my prevailing Arms; Thro' him my Feet my Foes shall press, Who hate and envy my Success. 19 With loud Complaints all Friends they try'd, But none was able to defend; At length to GOD, for Help, they cry'd; But GOD would no Assistance lend; Like Dust, their Troops I scatter'd round, And with their Bodies strew'd the Ground. 20 Our factious Tribes, at Strife till now, By GOD's Appointment, me obey; The Heathen to my Sceptre bow, And foreign Nations own my Sway; Remotest Realms their Homage send, And Strangers my Commands attend. 21 All to my Summons tamely yield, Or soon in Battle are dismay'd; For stronger Holds they quit the Field, And still in strongest Holds afraid. Then prais'd be GOD, in whom I rest; Who me with his Salvation bless'd. 22 'Tis GOD that still supports my Right, His just Revenge my Foes pursues; 'Tis he that with resistless Might, Fierce Nations to my Yoke subdues; From whom my lasting Honours flow; Who freed me from the bloody Foe. 23 Therefore, to celebrate his Fame, My grateful Voice to Heav'n I'll raise; And Nations, Strangers to his Name, Shall thus be taught to sing his Praise: "GOD to his King extends his Grace, "And crowns with Mercy David's Race. Topics: Description of Storms and Stress of Weather; Thanksgivings For Victories Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English Tune Title: [No change of times shall ever mover]

No Glory, LORD, we claim

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CXV (1767) Lyrics: 1 No Glory, LORD, we claim; But to thy sacred Name Be all the Praise addressed; Thou, who dost ever prove The GOD of Truth an dLOVE, Hath us in Mercy blessed. 2 Why should the Heathen say, "Where doth their GOD delay? "Why are they not released?" Our GOD, who dwells on high, The Sov'reign of the Sky, Hath done whate'er him pleased. 3 Their golden Idol stands, The Work of mortal Hands, It's Mouth no Words expressing; It hath both Eyes and Ears, Yet neither sees nor hears; It's Nose no Smell possessing. 4 Its Hands but useless prove, It's Feet can never move, To one fix'd Place confined; Though Idols senseless are, As stupid they appear, Who them for Gods designed. 5 Israel, on GOD depend, Who only can defend, And succour the Distressed; Priests, Levites, him alone Your GOD and Saviour own; To him be Praise addressed. 6 All ye that fear the LORD, Trust in his holy Word, On him with Faith relying: 'Tis he doth Comfort yield, He is your Help and Shield, Your Wants he's still supplying. 7 We have his Goodness seen, And GOD hath mindful been, Of Israel; he hath blessed Priest, Levites, great and small, His Proselytes, ev'n all, Who hath his Name confessed. 8 For you, and for your Heirs, His Blessing he prepares, Who made both Earth and Heaven; The Skies are all his own, This World he fran'd alone, Which he to us hath given. 9 The Dead, O righteous LORD! To thee no Praise afford, In silent Shades confined: But we will evermore, Thy glorious Name adore, With Hearts to thee resigned. Topics: Description of Confidence of Believers in Dangers; Description of Idols; Prayers Of the Church for her Deliverance in Persecution; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 115 Languages: English Tune Title: [No Glory, Lord, we claim]

O come, loud Anthems let us sing

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #XCV (1767) Lyrics: 1 O come, loud Anthems let us sing, Loud Thanks to our Almighty King: For we our Voices high should raise, When our Salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his Presence let us haste To thank him for his Favours past; To him address in joyful Songs, The Praise that to his Name belongs. 3 For GOD the LORD, enthron'd in State, Is with unrivaled Glory great; A King superior far to all, Whom Gods the Heathen falsely call. 4 The Depths of Earth are in his Hand, Her secret Wealth at his Command; The Strength of Hills that threat the Skies, Subjected to his Empire lies. 5 The rolling Ocean's vast Abyss By the same sov'reign Right is his: 'Tis mov'd by his Almighty Hand, That form'd and fix'd the solid Land. 6 O let us to his Courts repair, And bow with Adoration there: Down on our Knees devoutly, all, Before the LORD our Maker fall. 7 For he's our GOD, our Shepherd he, His Flock and Pasture Sheep are we; If then you'll (like his Flock) draw near, To Day if you his Voice will hear. 8 Let not your harden'd Hearts renew, Your Fathers' Crimes and Judgments too; Nor here provoke my Wrath, as they, In desart Plains of Meribah. 9 When thro' the Wilderness they mov'd, And me with fresh Temptations prov'd, They still, thro' Unbelief, rebell'd, While they my wond'rous Works beheld. 10 They forty Years my Patience griev'd, Tho' daily I their Wants reliev'd: Then--'Tis a faithless Race, I said, Whose Hearts from me have always stray'd; 11 They ne'er will tread my righteous Path, Therefore to them in settled Wrath, Since they despis'd my Rest, I sware, That they should never enter there. Topics: Description of Fear and Service of the Lord; Songs of Praise to God his Majesty and Attributes Scripture: Psalm 95 Languages: English Tune Title: [O come, loud Anthems let us sing]

O give Thanks unto the LORD

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CXXXVI (1767) Lyrics: 1 O give Thanks unto the LORD, To his Name due Praise afford! For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 2 To the LORD your Homage pay, Whom all other GODS obey; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 3 Who the Heav'ns in Wisdom made, And the Earth on Waters laid, For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 4 Yon bright Orb he did display, Giving him to rule the Day; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 5 He, the Stars of feebler Light, Gave the Moon to gild the Night, For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 6 GOD, with his almighty Hand, Smote the Hopes of Egypt's Land; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 7 And with his resistless Arm, Brought out Israel safe from Harm; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 8 He the Red Sea did divide, Israel passing through the Tide; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 9 But proud Pharaoh and his Host, They were in the Billows lost; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 10 Safe he led his chosen Seed, And for them made Monarchs bleed; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 11 Og and Sihon he destroy'd, Whilst his Saints their Land enjoy'd; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 12 He, dispersing all our Foes, Rescu'd us from heavy Woes; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. 13 GOD doth Food to all supply; Praise the LORD, who reigns on high; For he proves our constant Friend, And his Love shall never end. Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Scripture: Psalm 136 Languages: English Tune Title: [O give Thanks unto the Lord]

Oh GOD, my gracious GOD, to thee

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #LXIII (1767) Lyrics: 1 Oh GOD, my gracious GOD, to thee My Morning Pray'rs shall offer'd be; For thee my thirsty Soul doth pant; My parched Flesh implores thy Grace, Within this dry and barren Place, Where I refreshing Waters want. 2 Oh! to my longing Eyes, once more, That View of glorious Pow'r restore, Which thy majestic House displays: Because to me, thy wond'rous Love, Than Life itself does dearer prove, My Lips shall always speak thy Praise. 3 My Life, while I that Life enjoy, In blessing GOD I will employ, With lifted Hands adore his Name: My soul's Content shall be as great, As theirs, who choicest Dainties eat, While I with Joy his Praise proclaim. 4 When down I lie, sweet Sleep to find, Thou, LORD, art present to my Mind; And when I wake in Dead of Night: Because thou still dost Succour bring, Beneath the Shadow of thy Wing I rest with Safety and Delight. 5 My Soul, when Foes would me devour, Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless Pow'r, In her Support is daily shown: But those the righteous LORD shall slay, That my Destruction wish, and they That seek my Life, shall lose their own. 6 They by untimely Ends shall die, Their Flesh a Prey to Foxes lie, But GOD shall fill the King with Joy: Who swears by thee, shall still rejoice; Whilst the false Tongue, and lying Voice, Thou, LORD, shalt silence and destroy. Topics: Prayers When percecuted; Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, God, my gracious God, to thee]

O GOD, my Heart is fully bent

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #CVIII (1767) Lyrics: 1 O GOD, my Heart is fully bent, To magnify thy glorious Name; My Tongue with chearful Songs of praise Shall strive to celebrate thy Fame. 2 Awake, my Lute; nor thou, my Harp, Thy dulcet warbling Notes delay; Whilst I with early Hymns of Joy Prevent the Dawning of the Day. 3 To all the list'ning Tribes, O LORD, Thy Works of Wonder I will tell; And to those Nations sing thy Praise, Ev'n those who round about us dwell. 4 Because thy Mercy's boundless Height The highest Heav'n itself transcends, And far beyond th'aspiring Clouds, Thy faithful Truth, O LORD, extends. 5 Be thou, O GOD, exalted high Above the glitt'ring starry Frame; And let the World, with one Consent Confess thy glorious Name. 6 That all thy chosen People, thee Their GOD and Saviour may declare; Let thy Right Hand protect me still, And answer thou my humble Pray'r. 7 Since GOD himself has said the Word, Whose faithful Promise cannot fail; With Joy I Sechem will divide, And measure Succoth's fruitful Vale. 8 Gilead is mine, Manasseh too, And Ephraim likewise owns my Cause; Their Strength my regal Pow'r supports, And Judah publishes my Laws. 9 Moab I'll make my sevile Drudge; On vanquish'd Edom I will tread; And through the proud Philistine Land Will my triumphant Banners spread. 10 By whose Support and Aid, shall I The well defended City gain? Who will my Troops securely lead Through Edom's strongly guarded Plain? 11 LORD, wilt not thou assist our Arms, Which late thou did'st forsake? And wilt not thou, of these our Hosts Once more the sole Direction take? 12 O to thy Servant in Distress Thy Help and speedy Succour send! For vain it is on human Aid, For Safety ever to depend. 13 Then valiant Acts shall we perform, If thou wilt thy great Pow'r disclose; For GOD it is, and GOD alone, That treads down all haughty Foes. Topics: Prayers Of the Church for her Victory in Difficulties; Thanksgivings For Victories Scripture: Psalm 108 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, my Heart is fully bent]

O GOD, preserve me; I on thee depend

Hymnal: PDTC1767 #XVI (1767) Lyrics: 1 O GOD, preserve me; I on thee depend, Thou art my LORD, O grant me thy Protection; My Goodness doth not unto thee extend, Nor ever can arrive at such Perfection: But to thy Saints, who all on Earth excelling, Are my Delight, with whom I chuse my dwelling. 2 To wicked Men, who other Gods adore, Severest Sorrows shall be multiplied; Their Offerings of Blood I do abhor, By which they have GOD's Pow'r and Wrath defied: With Idol's Names, however highly stiled, My Heart and Lips shall never be defiled. 3 My Lot is fallen in that blessed Land Where GOD is known, and Virtue is prevailing; 'Tis here he fills my Cup with lib'ral Hand, And builds my Throne with Firmness never failing: In Nature's fairest Scene he fixt my Station. With Honours crown'd above each neighb'ring Nation. 4 My Soul doth bless the LORD, who me sustains; His Counsels wise, in all my steps conduct me; In needful Knowledge also do my Reins, In deep Affliction's darkest Night, instruct me: I set the LORD before me; he directs me; I'll ne'er be mov'd, a present GOD protects me. 5 'Tis thus my chearful Heart all Grief defies, My Glory doth rejoice, for I'm assured, My Flesh shall rest in hope again to rise, Thy faithful word, this Hope hath well secured' Thou wilt not leave my Soul in Hell, nor give me To see Corruption; but wilt soon revive me. 6 The Paths of Life thou shalt to me display, The sacred Paths to thy bless'd Presence leading, Where endless Raptures dwell without Allay, With heav'nly Joy and Glory never fading; For in thy Presence is unbounded Pleasure, At thy Right-hand are Joys that now no Measure. Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Humiliation and Exultation Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, preserve, me, I on thee depend]