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The wicked Fools must sure suppose

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 The wicked Fools must sure suppose, That GOD is nothing but a Name; This gross Mistake their Practice shows, Since Truth and Justice all disclaim: In each corrupt and sinful Way, Their wicked Hearts have gone astray. 2 The LORD look'd down from Heav'n's high Tow'r, The num'rous Race of Men to view, To see if any own'd his Pow'r, If any Truth or Justice knew. But all he saw were backward gone, None for Religion car'd - not one 3 But are those Workers of Deceit, So very dull and senseless grown, That they like Bread my People eat, And GOD's Almighty Pow'r disown? Will they his Justice ne'er proclaim, Nor call upon his Holy Name? 4 Their causeless Fears shall stronger grow; And all the Enemies of GOD Shall soon be foil'd; his Hands shall throw Their Limbs and shatter'd Bones abroad. Thus shall thy Foes be cloath'd with Shame, Because thy GOD despiseth them. 5 O let thy saving Help appear, Salvation out of Sion send; Thy People's earnest Prayers hear, And to our constant Sighs attend: When thou shall break our servile Band, Loud Shouts of universal Joy Our Joys shall echo through the Land. Scripture: Psalm 53 Languages: English Tune Title: [The wicked Fool's must sure suppose]

Though wicked Men grow rich or great

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXVII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Though wicked Men grow rich or great, Yet let not their successful State, Thy Anger or thy Envy, raise; Howe'er they boast of blissful Days: For they cut down like tender Grass, Shall find their Glories quickly pass; Or like a Flow'r that droops its Head, Whose Beauty soon begins to fade. 2 Depend on GOD, and Him obey, So thou within the Land shalt stay; Secure from Danger, and from Want, And he shall thy Petitions grant: Make His Commands thy chief Delight, And then thy Duty to requite; To thee in Mercy he'll impart, The secret Wishes of thy Heart. 3 In all thy Ways trust thou the Lord, And he will needful Help afford; All thy Concerns to him resign, Who'll perfect ev'ry just Design: He'll make, as Light, serene and clear, Thy clouded Innocence appear; And will thy Righteousness display, Bright as the Sun's meridian Ray. 4 With quiet Mind on GOD depend, And patiently for him attend; Nor let it e'er thy Anger raise, When those who follow sinful Ways, With large Possessions still abound, And with Prosperity are crown'd; But let thy Soul at once despise Them and the Plots which they devise. 5 From Anger cease, and Wrath forsake; Let no ungovern'd Passion make Thy wav'ring Heart espouse their Crime. But trust in GOD, and wait his Time; For he shall sinful Men destroy; Whilst only they the Land enjoy, Who humbly seek the LORD most high, And with firm Hope on him rely. 6 How soon shall wicked Men decay! Their Place shall vanish quite away; Nor shall, by the strictest Search, be seen, The Traces where thy once have been: Whilst humble Souls possess the Earth, Rejoicing still with Godly Mirth; With Plenty they shall still abound, With gentle Peace be ever crown'd. Part II 7 While sinful Crouds, with false Design, Against the righteous few combine, And gnash their Teeth, and daring stand, To shake the vengeful threat'ning Hand; GOD shall their empty Plots deride, And laugh at their defeated pride; And while his Justice they defy, He sees their utter Ruin nigh. 8 They draw the Sword, and bend the Bow, The Poor and Needy to o'erthrow; They practise Mischief ev'ry Day, The Men of upright Lives to slay: But their strong Bows shall soon be broke, Their sharpen'd Weapon's mortal Stroke, Shall back to their own Bosoms turn, And make their Hearts with Anguish burn. 9 A little, with God's Favour bless'd, That's by a righteous Man possess'd, Is always to be valued more Than all the Sinner's costly Store: For GOD supports the just Man's Cause; But as for those that break his Laws, On them he will his Vengeance show'r And quell their unsuccessful Pow'r. 10 His constant Care the Upright guides, And over all their Life presides; Their Portion shall for ever last; Their Fruits of Plenty they shall taste; And when Distress o'erwhelms the Earth, Shall be unmov'd; and ev'n in Dearth, The LORD shall all their Wants supply, And make their Hearts o'erflow with Joy. 11 Not so the wicked Men, and those, Who proudly dare GOD's Will oppose: Destruction is their certain Lot; Their very Names shall be forgot: Like Fat of Lambs, their Hopes and they Shall in an Instant melt away; Like Smoke, that vanishes in Air, So shall they quickly disappear. Part III 12 While Sinners, brought to sad Decay, Still borrow on, and never pay; The Just have Pow'r and Will to give, And shall in flowing Plenty live: For such as GOD vouchsafes to bless, Shall peaceably the Earth possess; And those he curses, shall not stand, But fall by his Almighty Hand, 13 The good Man's Way is GOD's Delight; He orders all the Steps aright, Of him, who moves by his Command, And still upholds him with his Hand: Though he sometimes may be distress'd, Yet shall he ne'er be quite oppress'd; Since GOD with Help is always nigh, For those who on his Pow'r rely. 14 Though Age doth o'er my Youth prevail, Yet saw I ne'er the Righteous fail, Or Want o'ertake his num'rous Race; GOD made his offspring's Wealth increase; Because Compassion fill'd his Heart, And he did chearfully impart, Thus GOD in Mercy is inclin'd; To those who keep a gen'rous Mind. 15 With Caution shun each wicked Deed, In virtuous Ways with Zeal proceed, For GOD, who Judgment loves, does still Preserve his Saints secure from Ill; And never will forsake the Just, Who place in him their only Trust; But wicked Men shall soon decay, And like vain Shadows pass away. 16 The Upright shall possess the Land, His Portion shall for ever stand; The Lord shall his Protection be, And he shall walk from Danger free; His Tongue by Rules of Judgment moves; His Heart the Law of God approves; His Mouth with Wisdom is supply'd, And his sure Steps shall never slide. Part IV 17 In wait the watchful Sinner lies, In Hopes the Righteous to surprize; But all his Schemes must prove in vain, For he shall not his Purpose gain; God will not him defenceless leave, But when he's judged will reprieve; His Faults in Mercy he will see, And From Destruction set him free. 18 Still on the LORD with Hope rely, And he shall all thy Wants supply; Wait thou on him, keep his Command, And then exalted in the Land, A large Possession thou shalt gain, And from thy Foes secure remain: While wicked Men destroy'd shall be, And thou their dismal Fall shalt see. 19 The Wicked I in Pow'r have seen, And like a Bay-Tree fresh and green, That spreads its pleasant Branches round, Ev'n so was he with Plenty crown'd; But he was gone as quick as Thought, And, tho' I diligently fought, Yet could I, by no Sign or Trace, Or any Mark, find out his Place. 20 Observe the perfect Man with Care, And mark all such as upright are; Their roughest Days in Peace shall end, And happy Hours on them attend: Whilst on the latter End of those, Who dare GOD's holy Will oppose, A common Ruin, soon or late, Shall surely be their dismal Fate. 21 GOD, to the Just will Help afford, Their only Safe-guard is the LORD; Their Strength in Time of Need is he, Who will from Danger set them free: Because on him they still depend, The LORD will timely Succour send: The Wicked thus shall ne'er prevail, Nor shall the Righteous ever fail. Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: [Though wicked Men grow rich and great]

Through all the Scenes of Life

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XXXIV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Through all the Scenes of Life, As well in Trouble as in Joy, The Praises of my GOD shall still. My Heart and Tongue employ. His Goodness I'll declare, 'Till ass that are with Woes oppress'd, From my Example Comfort take, And charm their Griefs to rest. 2 O magnify the LORD! And bless with me, his holy Name; His faithful Word is ever sure, His Truth is still the same: For when to him I cry'd, With heavy Woes encompass'd round, He heard my Voice, and in his Love, I soon a Refuge found. 3 Their dropping Hearts were eas'd; We look'd to him alone for Aid, Desir'd Success in ev'ry Face, A chearful Air display'd. "Behold, said they, and see "The Man whom Providence reliev'd, "So dang'rously beset with Woes, "So wond'rously retriev'd!" Part II 4 The Hosts of GOD encamp Around the Dwellings of the Just; Deliv'rance he affords to all Who in his Succour trust. O taste his wond'rous Love! And soon Experience will decide, How bless'd they are, and only they, Who in his Truth confide. 5 Oh fear him all ye Saints! And you'll have nothing else to fear; Make you his Service your Delight, He'll make your Wants his Care. While Lions lack their Prey, The bounteous LORD will Food provide, For those as put their Trust in him, And see their Wants supply'd. 6 Ye proudly dispos'd, Approach, and my Instruction hear, I'll teach you the true Discipline Of his religious Fear: Let him who Life desires, And many prosp'rous Days would see; From sland'rous Language keep his Tongue, His Lips from Falshood free. 7 The crooked Paths of Vice Decline, and Virtue's Ways pursue; Establish Peace where 'tis begun, And where 'tis lost, renew. The LORD from Heav'n beholds, The Just with favourable Eyes; And, when distress'd, his gracious Ear, Is open to their Cries. Part IIi 8 GOD turns his wrathful Look On those whom Mercy don't reclaim; To cut them off, and from the Earth Blot out their very Name. When in Distress they cry, In Mercy he will hear his Saints, And with a providential Care, Attend to their Complaints. 9 The LORD is always nigh, With Balm, to heal the broken Heart; And to the contrite Spirit still, His Comfort to impart. The Wicked often strive, But vain is always their Desire; When they against the Just and True, Maliciously conspire. 10 For under all the Weight, Of sore Afflictions they endure, The LORD will still preserve his Saints, And keep their Bones secure. The Wicked from their Arts, Their speedy Ruin shall derive; While righteous Men, whom they detest, Shall them and theirs survive. 11 For GOD the Souls shall keep, Of those who on His Truth depend; To them and their Posterity, His Blessings shall descend. Scripture: Psalm 34 Languages: English Tune Title: [Through all the scenes of life]

Thy dreadful Anger, LORD, restrain

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #VI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Thy dreadful Anger, Lord, restrain, Nor let thy Wrath on me remain, For 'tis not to be borne: Oh, spare a Wretch forlorn. Instead of Justice, which I fear, Let me the Voice of Mercy hear. Who can the Stroke withstand, Of thine afflicting Hand? 2 Have Mercy LORD! for I grow faint, Oh listen to my sad Complaint! And as thou know'st my Grief, Vouchsafe a kind Relief. The Anguish of my aking Bones, Extort from me continual Groans; And thou alone can'st cure, The Torments I endure. 3 My anxious Soul is troubled Sore, Do thou oh LORD, my Peace restore; My Heart within my Breast, Can find no solid Rest: But LORD how long must I sustain These heavy woes? how long complain? To me in Mercy turn, Nor let thine Anger burn. 4 Thy wonted Goodness, LORD, extend; To me thy kind Assistance lend, For my unequall'd Grief, Oh send some quick Relief. And for thy wond'rous Mercy's sake, On my Distress some Pity take; Vouchsafe to make me whole, And ease my trouble Soul. 5 For after Death I can no more, Thy loving Kindness, LORD, implore, No more in Anthems raise, My Voice to sing thy Praise; None in the dreary Tomb confin'd, Who hath his fleeting Breath resign'd, Can thy great Deeds proclaim, And magnify thy name. 6 With Groaning faint, and tir'd with Pain, I cease not loudly to complain; My Nights in Grief I spend, In Grief that knows no End. My Tears that never cease to flow, Are Marks of undissembled Woe; From Anguish never free, No Hope of Ease I see. 7 My Sight grows dim, my Beauty fades, Old Age my tott'ring Fram invades, My feeble Eyelids close; My soul no comfort knows, Whilst I with ever anxious Care, My angry Foes insulting hear, Who daily me annoy, And my distress enjoy. on my insulting Foes. 8 Depart, ye Wicked, far from me, Ye shall no more my Sorrows see, Nor with exulting Voice, In all my Wrongs rejoice. For GOD, I find accepts my Tears, The LORD will soon dispel my Fears, He hears when I implore And will my Strength restore. 9 The LORD at length vouchsafes to hear, My mournful Cry, and humble Pray'r; My Life he will retrieve, My Soul from Death relieve; And those who wish'd my Fall to see, Shall soon with Shame confounded be, And know, with humbled Pride, That GOD is on my Side. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English Tune Title: [Thy dreadful anger Lord restrain]

Thy wonted Mercy, LORD, to me extend!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LVII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 Thy wonted Mercy, LORD, to me extend! On thy Protection solely I depend; O let thy shelt'ring Wings thy Servant cover! To thee I fly, do thou my Soul defend, 'Till this outrageous Storm hath passed over. 2 To thy Tribunal, sov'reign Judge! I run, Who in my Cause hath wond'rous Things begun; Then let thy Arm from Heav'n, be my protection, Let all my foes thro' Sahme my Presence shun, And be thy sacred Truth my sure Direction. 3 For daily I with savage Men converse, Who are like hungry Lions wild and fierce, Whose Teeth are like sharp Spears on high erected, Whose Words my Soul, like Darts envenom'd pierce, Or two-edg'd Swords, against my Life directed. Part II 4 Be thou, O GOD of Hosts! exalted high, And let thy Glory fill both Earth and Sky! For they a Net had for my soul prepared; But now I know thy Help is ever nigh, Since in that Net thy find themselves ensnared. 5 My Heart is fix'd, O GOD, 'tis fully bent, To thee my thankful Tribute to present; My Voice, in lofty Anthems shall be raised. Awake my Harp and Lute, with joint Consent, And with the early Dawn let GOD be praised. 6 Thy worthy Praises, LORD, I will resound, To all the list'ning Tribes and Nations round; Thy Mercy still the highest Heav'n transcending. With tend'rest Love, my GOD, thou dost abound, Thy Truth beyond th'aspiring Clouds ascending. 7 Be thou, O GOD of Hosts! exalted high. And as thy Glory fills the radient Sky' So let it be thro' Earth's Extent displayed, 'Till all Mankind confess thee ever nigh, 'Till as in Heav'n, on Earth thou art obey'd. Scripture: Psalm 57 Languages: English Tune Title: [Thy wonted Mercy, Lord, to me extend]

To celebrate thy Name, O LORD!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #IX (1767) Topics: Prophecies Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked Lyrics: 1 To celebrate thy Name, O LORD! My Heart and Voice, in one Accord With grateful Joy, I will declare To Men thy Works, which wond'rous are. 2 Thy Thought of them to me shall bring Exalted Pleasure whilst I sing: My thankful Soul shall strive to raise, To thee, my GOD, triumphant Praise. 3 When those who did against me rise, Have fled with Shame, struck with Surprize, Terror shall seize them in their Flight; They fall and perish at thy Sight. 4 Against my Life they strove in vain; For thou didst still my Cause maintain; My Right asserting from thy Throne, Where Justice reigns, and Truth is known. 5 The Insolence of heathen Pride, O GOD of Truth, thou wilt deride; Their Offspring shall be low debas'd, Their Names with Infamy disgrac'd. Part II: 6 Mistaken Foes, your ill Design, Quite vanquish'd, now you must resign; Our City yet remains secure, Altho' you thought its Ruin sure. 7 For GOD, the LORD, entrhon'd on high, Is with impartial Justice nigh: His Judgment-Seat he hath prepar'd; As well to punish as reward. 8 There shall he sit in Righteousness, And ev'ry secret Wrong redress: His Anger will his Foes destroy, His Saints shall still his Smiles enjoy. 9 GOD is a constant sure Defence Against oppressing Insolence; And when our Foes exert their Rage, He will in our Behalf engage. 10 All those who have his Goodness known, Will look for Help to GOD alone; His Mercy never will neglect Those who his holy Name respect. Part III: 11 Oh join your Hearts in one Accord, From Sion's Hill bless ye the LORD: His Deeds throughout the World proclaim, 'Till all revere his holy Name. 12 When he Inquiry makes for Guilt! The Blood of Saints by Sinners spilt; He calls to Mind the Poor distress'd, And all their Wrongs are soon redress'd. 13 Then pity, LORD, my troubled State, Dispel the Grief my Foes create; Thou who dost oft my Pray'r attend, And in Distress Assistance lend. 14 That I in Zion may proclaim Thy Praise to all who love thy Name, And in loud Shouts of grateful Joy, My Heart and Tongue, and Voice employ. 15 Deep in the Pit design'd for me The Heathen Pride shall humbled be; Their Feet insensibly ensnar'd, where they my Ruin had prepar'd. 16 Thus, by his Judgments, GOD is known; All Nations must his Justice own; The Wicked he will low debase, And by their own Designs disgrace. 17 In Hell the Sinner shall be cast, Mid Torments which must ever last: None are by Privacy obscur'd; None shall by Numbers be secur'd. 18 His suff'ring Saints, when most distress'd, Are by his timely Aid redress'd; Tho' for a While in Sorrows drown'd, Their Hope shall with Success be crown'd, 19 Arise, O LORD! to Judgment come, Pronounce the guilty Heathen's Doom; Let not thy Foes thy Saints devour; But crush them by Almighty Pow'r. 20 Strike Terror through the Nations round; The heathen Pride, O LORD! confound; And let them by consenting Fear, No more than mortal Men appear. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English Tune Title: [To celebrate thy name, O Lord]

To GOD be endless Praise addressed

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXVIII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government Lyrics: 1 To GOD be endless Praise addressed, Because his Mercies ne'er decay; That he hath us with Favour blessed, Let thankful Isr'el ever say: And for the Love he's still extedning, Let Aaron's House their Joy express; His Truth and Goodness never ending. Let all who fear the LORD confess. 2 My Soul to GOD her Pray'r addressed, Who graciously vouchsaf'd to hear; Since he relieves me, when oppressed, Why should I any Mortal fear? My Foes, no doubt, shall be disgraced, Since GOD declares himself my Friend; Our Hopes should all in him be placed, And not on human Pow'r depend. 3 Though many Nations, close combined, Did oftentimes beset me round; Yet I my Cause to him resigned, Who did their boasted Strength confound. They swarm'd like Bees, and me defied, Their Rage was like a short-liv'd Blaze; For, whilst on GOD I still relied, I overcame them all with Ease. 4 When they their utmost Force exerted, In hopes to see my sudden Fall; The LORD, who never me deserted, In Mercy sav'd me from them all. That I've escap'd from Tribulation, To him alone the Praise belongs; He is my Strength, and my Salvation; He is the Theme of all my Songs. 5 The Just, with Joy, are ever praising The LORD, who saves their souls from Harm; For wond'rous Things and Works amazing, Are done by his Almighty Arm. His strong Right Hand he hath extended, And never-fading Honours won; His strong Right Hand hath us defended, And most surprizing Wonders done. 6 Though Death draws nigh, my Soul dismaying, Yet GOD shall still prolong my Days; That I his mighty Works displaying, May thus advance his glorious Praise. When GOD, with heavy Hand correcting, My Soul of all her Joy bereaves; Ev'n then, his Mercy me protecting, From Death my fainting Life retrieves. 7 Then let the Gates be wide extended, The Gates, to which the Just repair, That I, whom GOD hath thus defended, May praise my great Deliv'rer there. With Footsteps to those Gates directed, To which in Crouds the Righteous press, Since thou hast heard, and me protected, Thy holy Name, O LORD, I'll bless. 8 That which the Builders once despised, Is now become the Corner-Stone; This Wonder, LORD, thou hast devised, This wond'rous Work is thine alone! This Day is GOD's, let Songs ascending To Heav'n, be sent from ev'ry Voice: LORD, be thy Arm our Cause defending, And make us still in thee rejoice. 9 Who trusts in GOD, to be supported, Ev'n him let all th' Assembly bless; We, who have to his House resorted, Do freely wish you good Success. GOD is the LORD, in whose Salvation, We all both Light and Comfort find; Fast to the Horns, with Adoration, The Altar's Horns, the Victim bind. 10 Thou art my GOD, and I with Pleasure, Will ever praise thy holy Name; Thou art my GOD, my soul's great Treasure, Therefore I'll celebrate thy Fame! Oh, to the LORD be Praise addressed, Who doth so kind and gracious prove; For us, his People, he hath blessed, And crown'd with never ending Love. Scripture: Psalm 118 Languages: English Tune Title: [To God be endless Praise addressed]

To my just Plea and sad Complaint

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XVII (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 To my just Plea and sad Complaint, Attend, O righteous LORD! And to my Pray'r, which is unfeign'd, A gracious Ear afford. As thou my Ways hast seen, And I have upright been, So let my righteous Sentence be; For I resign my Cause to thee. 2 Thou, LORD, hast search'd my Heart by Day, And visited by Night; And on the strictest Trial found Its secret Motions right; Nor shalt thou only find My Heart to Good inclin'd, For I have purpos'd that my Tongue Shall be restrain'd and speak no Wrong. 3 I know what wicked Men would do, Their Safety to maintain; But me thy just and mild Commands, From bloody Paths restrain. That from thy righteous Way My Soul may never stray; Do thou my Innocence secure, And make my Footsteps ever sure. 4 Since heretofore I ne'er in vain To Thee my Pray'r address'd, O now, my GOD, incline thine Ear To this my just Request. The Wonders of thy Love Let me, thy Servant prove, Thou whose Right-hand doth oft engage, To quell the bold Oppressor's Rage. 5 Oh! keep me in thy tend'rest Care! Thy shelt'ring Wing stretch out, To guard me safe from savage Foes, That compass me about. Their wicked Tongues blaspheme, O LORD! thy holy Name, Enclos'd in their own Fat they lie, And GOD, and Man, at once defy. 61 Well may they boast, for they have now Encompass'd me around, Their Eyes at watch, their Bodies bow'd And couching on the Ground: In Treach'ry they engage, Or, like the Lion rage, When greedy searching for his Prey, He lurks within a Covert Way. 7 Arise, O LORD! defeat their Plots, Their swelling Rage controul: From wicked Men, who are thy Sword, Deliver thou my Soul: From Men who still employ Their Thoughts in worldly Joy; Who find their Portion's here below, And seek no higher Bliss to know. 8 Their Race is num'rous, that partake Their Substance while they live; Their Heirs survive, to whom they may The vast Remainder give. But in thy heav'nly Grace, I'll seek thy glorious Face, And when I 'wake, with Joy shall find, Thy Image dwelling in my Mind. reflected in my Soul. Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English Tune Title: [To my just plea and sad complaint]

To thee, O GOD, we render Praise

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXV (1767) Topics: Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Sacrifice Lyrics: 1 To thee, O GOD, we render Praise From Sion, thy blest Seat; Our promis'd Altars there we'll raise, And all our Vows compleat. O thou, who to my humble Pray'r, Didst bend thy list'ning Ear; To thee shall all Mankind repair, And at thy Throne appear. 2 Our Sins, tho' numberless, in vain To stop thy Mercy try, Whilst thou forgiv'st the guilty Stain, And washest out the Dye. Blest is the Man, who, near thee plac'd, Within thy Dwelling lives! Whilst we at humble Distance taste, The Joy thy Temple gives. 3 By wond'rous Acts, O GOD most just, Have we thy Answer found: In the remotest Nations trust, And those whom Seas surround. GOD by His Strength sets fast the Hills, And does his Pow'r engage, With which the stormy Waves he stills, And quells the Peope's Rage. Part II 4 Thou, LORD, dost barb'rous Lands dismay, When they thy Tokens view; With Joy they see the Night and Day, Each others Track pursue. From out thy unexhausted Store, Thy Rain refresh the Ground; Makes Lands, that barren were before, With Corn and Fruits abound. 5 On rising Ridges down it pours, And ev'ry Valley fills; And in the soft prolific Show'rs, A bless'd Increase distills. Thy Goodness does the circling Year, With smiling Plenty crown; And where thy glorious Paths appear, Thy Clouds drop Fatness down. 6 They drop on barren Forests, chang'd By them to Pastures green; The Hills in beauteous Order rang'd, In Robes of Joy are seen, Large Flocks the chearful Downs adorn, The teeming Vallies bring A plenteous Crop of full-ear'd Corn, And seem to laugh and sing. Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English Tune Title: [To thee, O God, we render Praise]

To thee, O LORD, my Cries ascend

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLI (1767) Topics: Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 To thee, O LORD, my Cries ascend; Oh, hasten thou to my Relief, And with accustom'd Pity hear The mournful Accents of my Grief; And when I lift my Voice to thee, Do thou vouchsafe to comfort me. 2 Instead of Off'rings, let my Pray'r To Heav'n, like Morning-Incense rise; And let my lifted Hands supply The Place of Ev'ning Sacrifice. Let Prudence be my constant Guard, My Lips with wary Silence barr'd. 3 From wicked Men's Designs and Deeds, Do thou my Heart and Hands restrain; Nor let me in the Booty share Of their most base unrighteous Gain; Lest I, like them, should go astray, And leave thy pure and perfect Way. 4 Let upright Men reprove my Faults, And I shall still believe them kind; Like Balm that heals a wounded Head, Their Admonitions I shall find; When they're reduc'd to like Distress, My Pray'r for them I will address. 5 When skulking in Engedi's Rock, I to their haughty Chiefs appeal; If one reproachful Word I spoke, Although I had Pow'r to kill; And yet our scatter'd Ruins lie, Like Chips that from the Axes fly. 6 But gracious LORD, to thee I will Direct my supplicating Eyes; O! leave not destitute my Soul, Whose Trust on thee alone relies. Let them in Snares entrapped be, Which their own Hands design'd for me. Scripture: Psalm 141 Languages: English Tune Title: [To thee, O Lord, my Cries ascend]