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Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #60 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 26 Lyrics: 1 Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways, And try my reins, and try my heart; My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit With men of vanity and lies; The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Amongst thy saints will I appear With hands well wash'd in innocence; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last With men of treachery and blood; Since I my days on earth have past Among the saints and near my God. Languages: English
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The Lord of glory is my light

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #61 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 27:1-6 Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too; God is my strength; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires: O! grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The Temple of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests And see thy beauty still; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear, There may his children hide; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. Languages: English
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Soon as I heard my Father say

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #62 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 27:8-9 Lyrics: 1 Soon as I heard my Father say, 'Ye children, seek my grace;' My heart reply'd without delay, 'I'll seek my Father's face.' 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away; God of my life, I fly to thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief, Had not my soul believ'd, To see thy grace provide relief; Nor was my hope deceiv'd. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up; He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. Languages: English
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Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #63 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 29 Lyrics: 1 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown and pow'r; Ascribe due honors to his name, And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud, Over the ocean and the land: His voice divides the wat'ry cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around; The fearful hart, and frighted hind, Leap at the terror of the sound. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stately cedars break: The mountains tremble at the noise, The vallies roar, the desarts quake. 5 The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood, The thund'rer reigns for ever king: But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. 6 In gentler language, there the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts; Amidst the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. Languages: English
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I will extol thee, Lord, on high

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #64a (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 30 Lyrics: 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high; At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his, And tell how large his goodness is: Let all your pow'rs rejoice and bless, While you record his holiness. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days: Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy. Languages: English
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Firm was my health, my day was bright

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #64b (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 30:6 Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night: Fondly I said within my heart, 'Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart.' 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God, “What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace," I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne’er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n, For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n. Languages: English
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Into thine hand, O God of truth

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #65 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 31:5 Lyrics: 1 Into thine hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 The passions of my hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife, While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 "My time is in thine hand," I cry'd, "Though I draw near the dust; Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 O make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine! And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. Pause. 5 ['Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, "I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard my cry.] 6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How wond'rous is thy grace! To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises. 7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud. Languages: English
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My heart rejoices in thy name

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #66 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 31:7-13 Lyrics: 1 My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honor from the dust. 2 "My life is spent with grief,' I cry'd, "My years consumed in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dry'd, "And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name Was a mere proverb grown; While to my neighbors I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on ev'ry side Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the throne of grace apply'd, And speedy rescue found. Pause. 5 How great deliv'rance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boastings vain. 6 Thy children, from the strife of tongues, Shall thy pavilion hide; Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell; No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd, Secures a saint so well. Languages: English
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O blessed souls are they

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #67 (1790) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 32 Lyrics: 1 O blessed souls are they, Whose sins are cover'd o'er; Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care; Their lips and lives without deceit Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I conceal'd my guilt, I felt the fest'ring wound; 'Till I confess'd my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. 4 Let sinners learn to pray, Let saints keep near the throne; Our help in times of deep distress Is found in God alone. Languages: English
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Happy the man, to whom his God

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #68 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 32 Lyrics: 1 Happy the man, to whom his God No more imputes his sin; But, wash'd in the Redeemer's blood, Hath made his garments clean! 2 Happy, beyond expression, he Whose debts are thus discharg'd; And from the guilty bondage free, He feels his soul enlarg'd. 3 His spirit hates deceit and lies, His words are all sincere; He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, To keep his conscience clear. 4 While I my inward guilt supprest, No quiet could I find; Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, And rack'd my tortur'd mind. 5 Then I confess'd my troubled thoughts, My secret sins reveal'd; Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon seal'd. 6 This shall invite thy saints to pray; When like a raging flood Temptations rise, our strength and stay Is a forgiving God. Languages: English

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