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Though nature's voice you must obey

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #448 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Though nature's voice you must obey, Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow, That hand, which takes your joys away, That sov'reign hand can heal your woe. 2 And, while your mournful thoughts deplore The parent gone, remov'd the friend! With hearts resign'd, his grace adore, On whom your nobler hopes depend. 3 Does he not bid his children come Through death's dark shades to realms of light? Yet, when he calls them to their home Shall fond survivors mourn their flight? 4 His word--here let your souls rely-- Immortal consolation gives: Your heav'nly Father cannot die, Th'eternal Friend for ever lives. 5 O be that best of friends your trust; On his almighty arm recline. He, when your comforts sink in dust, Can give you comforts more divine. Languages: English

O hear me, Lord! on thee I call

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #449 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 O hear me, Lord! on thee I call, And prostrate at thy footstool fall; Propitious in my cause appear, And bow to my request thine ear. 2 Look down, my only hope! look down; Behold me, but without a frown: And ne'er to my desiring eye Thy presence, heav'nly Lord! deny, 3 O let me, on thy aid reclin'd, Thee still my great salvation find; Nor leave me, helpless and forlorn, The absence of thy grace to mourn. 4 Though, doom'd the orphan's lot to bear, No father's kind concern I share, Nor o'er me wakes a mother's eye My wants attentive to supply:— 5 Adopted by thy care, in thee The Parent and the Friend I see; And, nourish'd by thy fost'ring hand, Within thy courts secure I stand. Languages: English

Children, in years and knowledge young

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #450 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Children, in years and knowledge young, Your parents’ hope, your parents’ joy! Attend the counsels of my tongue: Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state: Restrain your feet from wicked ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard His saints; His ears are open to their cries; He sets His frowning face against The sons of violence and lies. 4 To humble souls and broken hearts God with His grace is ever nigh: Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, He counts their groans, His Son redeems their souls from death; His Spirit heals their broken bones, They in His praise employ their breath. Languages: English

Happy is he, whose early years

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #451 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Happy is he, whose early years Receive instructions well; Who hates the sinner’s path, and fears The road that leads to hell. 2 ’Tis easier work, if we begin To serve the Lord betimes; While sinners, who grow old in sin, Are harden’d by their crimes. 3 It saves us from a thousand snares To mind religion young: With joy it crowns succeeding years, And makes our virtue strong. 4 To thee, almighty God! to thee Our hearts we now resign: ’Twill please us, to look back and see, That our whole lives were thine! 5 Let the sweet work of pray'r and praise Employ our daily breath: Thus we're prepar'd for future days, Or fit for early death. Languages: English

Now, in the heat of youthful blood

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #452 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Now, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God. Behold, the months come hast'ning on, When you shall say, "My joys are gone!" 2 God from on high beholds your thoughts; His book records your secret faults: The works of darkness men have done Must all appear before the sun. 3 Behold, the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With bitt'rest curses on his head. 4 The dust returns to dust again; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God, not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 5 God of the young! turn off their eyes From earth's alluring vanities; And let the warnings of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord! Languages: English

With humble heart and tongue

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #453 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 With humble heart and tongue, My God! to thee I pray; O make me learn, whilst I am young, How I may cleanse my way. 2 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care; Help me to choose the path of truth, And fly from ev'ry snare. 3 My heart, to folly prone, Inspire with love divine; Unite it to thyself alone, And make me wholly thine. 4 O let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employ; Be this through all my following days, My treasure and my joy. 5 To what thy laws impart Be my whole will inclin'd; O let them dwell within my heart, And sanctify my mind. 6 May thy young servant learn, By these to cleanse his way; And may I here the path discern That leads to endless day. Languages: English

My God, my everlasting hope!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #454 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 My God, my everlasting hope! I live upon thy truth; Thine hands have held my childhood up, And strengthen'd all my youth. 2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r, And shows thy skill divine; And from my mother’s painful hour, I’ve been entirely thine. 3 Still has my life new wonders seen In each revolving year: Behold, my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast me not off, when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise: And round me let thy glory shine, Whene’er thy servant dies. Languages: English

Eternal Sire, enthron'd on high!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #455 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Eternal Sire, enthon'd on high! Whom heav'nly hosts adore, Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh: Thy presence I implore. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart? 3 O guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practise ev'ry rule. 4 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age; And leave a savour of thy name, When I shall quit the stage. 5 That solemn day is hast'ning on; My frame must soon decay. My friends, my youth's companions gone, Can I expect to stay? 6 My God! O smooth the mortal hour; On thee my hope depends. Support me with almighty pow'r While dust to dust descends. 7 Then let my soul, O gracious God! Ascend to realms of day; And in that sacred blest abode Its endless anthems pay. Languages: English

Praise to God, immortal praise

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #456 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances The Troubles of Life Lyrics: 1 Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days: Bounteous source of ev'ry joy, let thy praise our tongues employ. 2 All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land; All that lib'ral autumn pours From her rich o'erflowing stores: 3 These to thee, our God! we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow! And for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 4 Yet should rising whirlwinds tear From its stem the rip'ning ear; Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot Drop her green untimely fruit: 5 Should the vine put forth no more, Nor the olive yield her store: Though the sick'ning flocks should fall, And the herds desert the stall: 6 Should thine alter'd hand restrain Vernal show'rs and latter rain, Blast each op'ning bud of joy, And the rising year destroy: 7 Yet to thee our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise; And, when ev'ry blessing's flown, Love thee—for thyself alone! Languages: English

And will the eternal King

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: A Selection of Sacred Poetry #489 (1812) Topics: Particular Occasions Scripture: Psalm 87:5 Languages: English