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With joint Consent let all the World attend

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Confidence of Believers in Death; Description of Vanity of earthly Goods and Benefits Lyrics: 1 With joint Consent let all the World attend, And let my Precepts in their Hearts descend, Let high and low, and rich and poor, give Ear, And my Instructions with Attention hear: My Mouth supply'd with Wisdom from my Heart, Shall sacred Oracles to you impart; The sound Result of prudent Contemplation And Thoughts digested for your Information. 2 Mine Ear I will to Parables incline; Whilst to my Harp I sing the deep Design. In dang'rous Times why should my courage fail, Tho' wicked Men against me would prevail: Those Men, who all their Hope in Treasure place, And boast to see their ill-got Wealth increase, Cannot from Death, their Dearest Friend deliver. Or change the Will of GOD; that's fix'd forever. 3 In this, their vain Endeavours they must quit, The Mark is far too high for them to hit; No Sums of Wealth a Grant so large can buy; That Man, by Nature mortal, should not die; No Wisdom can secure the Wise from Death, Nor Fools by Folly stay their fleeting Breath; But both must fall, their Wealth must be resigned, And in the Grave their mould'ring Dust confined. 4 For tho' they think their Names will have no End, But unto distant Ages shall extend; That all their stately Seats shall still endure, And that their Lands and Treasures are secure: Yet shall they fall, how great so e'er their State, And with the Beasts shall meet one common Fate; Their transient Glory shall be disrespected, Their Memory forgot, and quite neglected. But their Remembrance last in lands Part II 5 How greatly then, their Folly's, to be blam'd Who walk in Error ever unreclaim'd; Whose Children still repeat repeat their gross Mistake, And like their Sires, absurd Conclusions make; They all like Sheep, when to the Slaughter led, The Prey of all devouring Death are made: Their Beauty (whilst the Righteous are protected,) Within the dreary Tomb shall be neglected. 6 But GOD shall snatch me from th'expecting Grave, And shall my Soul unto himself receive: Then fear not thou, tho' worldly Men abound, In envy'd Wealth, and are with Honour crown'd; Nor let their prosp'rous State disturb thy Peace, Altho' their large Possessions still encrease; For when they die, their Wealth must be resigned, And all their Glory in the Grave confined. 7 And yet, enticed in the Flatt'rers Snare, They tho't their State was blest, and took no Care; Their Fathers Steps they tread, and when they die, In endless Darkness, like their Father lie; For Man, how great so-e'er his State may be, Unless he walks from Vice and Folly free, As like a Beast, he hath his Life directed, So shall he perish like a Beast neglected. Scripture: Psalm 49 Used With Tune: [With joint Consent let all the World attend]

Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD

Appears in 5 hymnals Topics: Description of Unjust Judges Lyrics: 1 Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD, Thy Justice now disclose; Arise, thou Judge of all the Earth, And crush thy haughty Foes: How long, O LORD, shall sinful Men, Their solemn Triumphs make? How long their wicked Actions boast, And insolently speak? 2 Not only they thy Saints oppress, But unprovok'd, they spill The Widow's and the Stranger's Blood, And helpless Orphans kill: "And yet the LORD shall ne'er perceive, (Profanely thus they speak) "Nor any Notice of our Deeds, "The God of Jacob take." 8 At length, ye stupid Fools, your Wants Endeavour to discern; In Folly will you still proceed, And Wisdom never learn? Can he be deaf who form'd the Ear, Or blind who fram'd the Eye? Shall Earth's great Judge not punish those, Who his known Will defy? 4 He fathoms all the Thoughts of Men, To him their Hearts lie bare; His Eyes survey them all, and see How vain their Counsels are. Part II 5 Blest is the Man whom thou, O LORD, In Kindness dost chastise; And by thy sacred Rules to walk, Most lovingly advise: This Man shall Rest and Safety find. In Seasons of Distress; Whilst GOD prepares a Pit for those, That stubbornly transgress. 6 For GOD will never from his Saints His Favour wholly take; His own Possession and his Lot, He will not quite forsake: The World shall then confess thee just, On all that thou hast done; And those that choose thy upright Ways, Shall in those Paths go on. 7 Who will appear in my Behalf, When wicked Men invade? Or who, when Sinners would oppress, My righteous Cause shall plead? Long since had I in Silence slept, But that the LORD was near, To stay me when I slipt, when sad, My troubled Heart to chear. 8 Wilt thou, who art a GOD most just, Their sinful Throne sustain, Who make the Law a fair Pretence Their wicked Ends to gain? Against the Lives of righteous Men, They form their close Design; And Blood of Innocence to spill, In solemn League combine. 9 But my Defence is firmly plac'd In GOD the LORD most high: He is my Rock, to which I may For Refuge always fly: The LORD shall cause their ill Designs, On their own Heads to fall: He in their Sins shall cut them off, Our GOD shall slay them all. Scripture: Psalm 94 Used With Tune: [Vengeance belongs to thee, O God]

He's bless'd whose tender Care

Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: Description of Blessings promised to the Pious and Charitable; Description of Hyprocisy Lyrics: 1 He's bless'd whose tender Care, Relieves the Poor distress'd, When Troubles gather round, The LORD shall give him Rest; His Life with Blessings crown'd, The LORD shall sure prolong; And check the Will of those, Who seek to do him Wrong. 2 If he, in low Estate, Oppress'd with Sickness lie, The LORD will Comfort send, And inward Strength supply; Secure of this, to GOD, I thus my Pray'r address'd, "LORD, heal my wounded Soul, "For I have much trasgress'd!" 3 My Foes, with sland'ring Words, Attempt to wound my Fame; "When shall he die," say they, "And Men forget his Name?" Suppose they Visits make, 'Tis all but empty Show; They gather Mischief then, And vent it when they go. 4 With Whispers, such as these, To hurt me they devise, "His Doom a length is come, "He's fall'n, no more to rise." My own familiar Friend, On whom I most rely'd, Has me, whose Guest he was, With open Scorn defy'd. 5 But thou, my wretched State, In Mercy, LORD, regard, And raise me up, that they May meet their just Reward. Thou suffer'st not my Foes, To triumph in my Fall. Therefore I know thine Ear, Is open when I call. 6 My Life thou dost secure, From Danger and Disgrace; And thou shalt set me still, Before thy glorious Face: Let therefore Israel's LORD From Ages to Age be blest, And all the People's Joy With loud Amen's exprest Scripture: Psalm 41 Used With Tune: [He's bless'd whose tender care]

No Glory, LORD, we claim

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Confidence of Believers in Dangers; Description of Idols 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. Scripture: Psalm 115 Used With Tune: [No Glory, Lord, we claim]

My Soul for Help on GOD relies

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Confidence of Believers at all Times; Description of Hyprocisy; Description of Vanity of earthly Goods and Benefits Lyrics: 1 My Soul for Help on GOD relies, On GOD, who daily Strength supplies. To his blest Will I am resigned; From Him alone my Courage flows, To bear the Shock of all my Foes, When they against me are combined. 2 How long will ye my Fall contrive? How long will ye against me strive, And hasten on your own unding? You'll totter like a bending Wall, Like uncemented Stones shall fall, And lie involv'd in sudden Ruin. 3 They daily Lies against me frame, With Falshoods wound my spotless Name, In secret still my Fall designing: They strive to make my Honours less, Though with their Mouths they seem to bless, Their hearts to Curses are inclining. 4 But thou, my Soul, on GOD rely, Who does continual Strength supply; To his blest Will be thou resigned: From him alone my Courage flows, To bear the Shock of all my Foes, When they against me are combined. Part II 5 GOD does His saving Health dispense, He is my Fortress and Defence; My Soul on him alone depending: In him ye People always trust, For GOD, the merciful and just, His timely Aid is ever sending. 6 The Vulgar fickle are and frail; The great Ones oft in Judgment fail, Or else are treach'rously betraying: If in the Scale of Truth they're laid, 'Tis seen how lightly both are made, The smallest Trifles them outweighing. 7 Then trust not in oppressive Ways, Nor strive by lawless Force to raise, Your growing Heaps of ill-got Treasure: By Spoil and Rapine grow not vain, Nor let your Hearts on worldly Gain, Be fixt with such Delight and Pleasure. 8 For GOD has oft his Will express'd, And is of boundless Pow'r possess'd; In him are Grace and Truth united: Belongs, of Right, to God alone. Though Mercy is his Works takes Place, Yet for their Deeds, the human Race, Shall by his Justice be requited. Scripture: Psalm 62 Used With Tune: [My soul for help on God relies]

Brother, dear brother

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Hyprocisy; Description of Impiety; Description of Slander and Backbiting First Line: Why dost thou now withdraw thy Presence, LORD! Lyrics: 1 Why dost thou now withdraw thy Presence, LORD! Why hidest thou thy Face in my Distress? Why wilt thou not thy wonted Aid afford, When Sorrows deep my trouble Soul oppress? Behold the Heathen, swell'd with Haughtiness, Have with deceitful Wiles the Poor annoyed; But in their Treach'ry let them be destroyed. 2 Triumphant they rejoice, with Pride elate, To see Success their ill Designs attend: And still the sordid Wretch, whom thou dost hate, With Insolence perversly they commend, And for supreme Authority contend: Their stubborn Minds all higher Pow'r disdaining, And in their Hearts no Thoughts of GOD retaining. 3 Oppressive Ways they eagerly pursue, And with contemptuous Scorn their Foes they slight; Because thy Judgments, tho' for ever true Are unobserv'd, and far above their Sight: Deluded, still they think their Actions right; And as thy Vengeance hath not yet distress'd them, They think no Troubles ever shall molest them. 4 Their Words are nought but Treach'ry and Deceit; Their Mouths with Curses fill'd and sland'rous Lies; The wicked Purposes they would compleat, Are always cover'd with a fair Disguise; Near publick Roads they lurk, that by Surprize The Poor and Innocent may be destroyed; Thus is their Art and Malice still employed. 5 Not watchful Lions, lurking in their Den, With greater Fierceness catch their heedless Prey Than these Deceivers take unwary Men; Or threat them, taken, with more Rage than they: Sometimes a deeming Homage they will pay, A humble Look and harmless Aspect wearing; Thus are the Poor deceiv'd, no Danger fearing. 6 They in their Hearts have said, "God hath forgot; "The LORD will not our wicked Actions see: "He doth not heed our deep designed Plot; "So shall the Innocent ensnared be." Arise, O LORD, the Poor from Danger free! Thy mighty Arm against thy Foes extending, Thy humble People from all Harm defending. 7 But why is GOD contemn'd by wicked Men? Because in Pride presumtuously they say, "The LORD regards us no; he never can "Call to account, and our Misdeeds repay:" But thou wilt try all those who go astray: And when the Poor and Orphans are distressed, They look to thee alone to be redressed. 8 Defenceless let the Evil-minded fall, While all their boasted Strength proves but in vain; Ev'n in their dark Designs destroy them all, Till none of all their num'rous Race remain: Thy just Dominion, LORD, assert again; That from thy chosen Land may be expelled, All those who have against thy Pow'r rebelled. 9 Thou always dost thos humble Suppliants hear, That prostrate fall before thy sacred Throne: Thou dost at first incline their Hearts to Pray'r, Then grantest what thy ask; for thou alone Canst help the Fatherless and Poor undone: So shall the earthly Tyrants be destroyed. Who have their Craft against thy Saints employed. Scripture: Psalm 10 Used With Tune: [Why dost thou now withdraw thy presence, Lord]

Against all those that strive with me

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Hyprocisy Lyrics: 1 Against all those that strive with me, Assert my Right, and set me free! Be thou, O LORD! my sure Protection, And bring my Foes to thy Subjection. Put on thy Buckler and thy Shield; Stand up, O GOD, in my Defence; Bring forth thy Spear, and to my Soul, Say, "I am still thy Confidence." 2 Let them with sudden Shame be brought, Who have my Soul's Destruction sought; Let them who Mischief have devised, Be with Confusion soon surprised: Then shall they fly, dispers'd like Chaff Before the furious driving Wind; And from GOD's Minister of Wrath They, no where, shall a Refuge find. 3 But when, his dreadful Rage to shun, Thro' dark and slipp'ry Paths they run, The Angel of the LORD pursuing, Shall urge them on to speedy Ruin; Since unprovok'd by any Wrong, They laid for me their treach'rous Snare, And, for my harmless Soul, a Pit, Did without any Cause prepare. 4 Let them in Mischiefs be surpris'd, Which for my Soul they had devis'd; Their feet in their own Snares betrayed, So shall their Treach'ry be repayed; Whilst my glad Soul shall GOS's great Name, For this his kind Deliv'rance bless; And by His saving Health secur'd, Her grateful Joy in Songs express. Part II 5 My Bones shall say, from Anguish free, "Oh LORD! who can compare with thee? "Thou hast reliev'd the poor distressed, "And all their heavy Wrongs redressed," "Who sett'st the poor and helpless Man False Witnesses, with forg'd Complaints, Against my Honour have combin'd; And to my Charge unjustly laid. Such Things as I had ne'er design'd. 6 For all the Good for them I wrought, My Life they have with Malice sought; My Soul to Danger still betraying, My Kindnesses with Wrong repaying. But as for me, when they were sick, In Sack-cloth I sincerely mourn'd; I pray'd and fasted, but my Pray'r Again to my own Breast return'd. 7 Not to my Friends or Brethren dear, Could I have shewn more tender Care; Or for a Mother more deplored, Whose Loss can never be restored. How diff'rent did their Conduct prove, To me in Times of deep Distress; When they in Crouds together met, And did their savage Joy express? 8 The Rabble too, in num'rous Throngs, Came round, insulting me with Wrongs; With Flatt'rers, busy Scoffers joined, Against my Peace of Mind combined: But, LORD, how long wilt thou look on? Do thou on my Behalf appear! And save my guiltless Soul, which they, Like Beasts, would into Pieces tear. Part III 9 So I, before the World will raise, To thee, my GOD, loud Songs of Praise; Thy Name in great Assemblies blessing, My Thanks with humble Joy expressing: LORD, suffer not my causeless Foes, Who me do most unjustly hate; With open Joy, or secret Signs, To triumph in my sad Estate. 10 In framing Lies they never cease With wicked Hearts averse to Peace; Against the Just they have combined, Who are to Quiet still inclined: Nor with these private Arts content, They vent their Spite aloud to all, And say, "At last we have our Wish, "With Pleasure we behold him fall." 11 But thou, O Lord, who dost survey, Both them and me, keep not away; But let thy Servant be defended, And in his Innocence befriended: LORD! as my Heart has upright been, Let me thy Justice ever find; Nor let my cruel Foes obtain The Triumphs which they have design'd. 12 Oh let them not exulting say, "At length he is become our Prey; "Our fondest Wishes are compleated, There - there he lies by us defeated." Let such as in my Hurt rejoic'd, With Shame confus'd, their Faces hide; Dishonour be their Lot, who have Themselves against me magnified. 13 Whilst constant Blessings shall attend, On those who my just Cause befriend; By them, O LORD, shalt thou be praised, To thee shall all their Songs be raised: So shall my Tongue thy Judgments sing, Inspir'd with a grateful Joy; And chearful Hymns in Praise of thee, My GOD! shall all my Days employ. Scripture: Psalm 35 Used With Tune: [Against all those that strive with me]

Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Hyprocisy Lyrics: 1 Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth, And listen when to thee I pray; Nor from thy humble Suppliant turn, Thy glorious Face, O LORD, away; Do thou bow down thy gracious Ear, Whilst I my mournful Case declare. 2 Hark, how the Foe insults aloud, And how my fierce Oppressors rage; Whose sland'ring Tongues against my Fame, With growing Malice still engage. My Soul's with trembling Fears distress'd, My Heart with Horror quite oppress'd. 3 How often wish I then, that I The Dove's swift soaring Wings could get; That I might take my speedy Flight, And find out some secure Retreat: Then would I through wild Desarts stray, 'Till this fierce Storm had pass'd away. 4 Destroy, O LORD, their ill Designs, Do thou their Counsels soon divide; For through the City my griev'd Eyes, Have nought but Strife and Rapine spy'd: Within her Walls they walk their round, Where Grief and Mischief still is found. 5 Whoe'er through every Part shall roam, Shall ever fresh Disorders meet; Deceit and Guile their constant Posts, Have still maintain'd in ev'ry Street: Daily their wicked Plots encrease, Their treach'rous Actions never cease. 6 'Twas not my open Foe profess'd Who these severe Reflections made; For then I could with Ease have borne, The many bitter Things he said: And when he did against me rise, Have hid from his malicious Eyes. 7 But 'twas ev'n thou, my Guide my Friend, Whom tend'rest Love to me did join; Whose sweet Advice I valued most, Whose Pray'rs were always mix'd with mine: Ev'n thou, whose Converse I approv'd, My Bosom Friend, whom most I lov'd. 8 Sure Vengeance, equal to their Crimes, Such faithless Traitors must surprise; And sudden Death requite those Ills, Which they with wickedly Hearts devise: But GOD shall in my Aid appear, And Night and Day my Voice shall hear. 9 GOD has releas'd my Soul from those, That did against my Life contend; And made a num'rous Host of Friends, At length my righteous Cause defend: The LORD my mournful Voice shall hear, And punish those who know no Fear. 10 Whom can I trust, if faithless Men, With secret Treachery devise To ruin me, their peaceful Friend, And basely break the strongest Ties: 21 Tho' soft and melting are their Words, Their Hearts with War and Strife abound, Their Words though smooth like Daggers wound. and yet like Swords they wound. 11 Do thou, my Soul, on GOD depend, And he shall thy Life sustain; He aids the Just, whom to supplant, The Wicked ever strive in vain: My Foes shall all untimely die; Whilst I for Health on GOD rely. Scripture: Psalm 55 Used With Tune: [Give Ear, thou Judge of all the Earth]

In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Slander and Backbiting Lyrics: 1 In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r, Thou boast'st thyself in Ill; Since GOD, who is my Strength and Tow'r, Vouchsafes his Favour still: Secur'd by his Almighty Hand, Your Malice I withstand. 2 Thy Tonge to Mischief still inclin'd, Doth sland'rous Tales devise; Thy Heart in malice hath design'd, To wound with treach'rous Lies; Thy Thoughts thou dost in Schemes employ, The Righteous to destroy. 3 Thy Tongue delights in Words, whereby The Guiltless are oppress'd; But GOD shall all thy Pow'r defy, And thou shalt be suppress'd; The LORD shall not permit thy Stay, But snatch thee soon away. 4 The Just, who wait with pious Fear Thy sudden Fall to see; At last shall find thee quite o'erthrown, And from thy Ruin flee; They at the Downfal of thy Pride, Shall thus thy Joy deride: 5 "See there the Man who GOD defy'd; "Despis'd his Holy Will, "And on his Wealth and Art rely'd, "To be protected still: "His Pride, which more and more did grow, "Is now at last brought low." 6 But I am like those Olive Plants, Which shade GOD's Temple round; And hope with his refreshing Grace, To be for ever crown'd: In his Indulgence I'll rejoice, And shout with chearful Voice. 7 So shalt thou still, O GOD, be prais'd, For all thy wond'rous Love, And thy great Name in Anthems rais'd, For this thy Saints approve: While on thy Word I rest secure, Which stands forever sure. Scripture: Psalm 52 Used With Tune: [In Vain, O Man of lawless Pow'r]

From my Youth up, may Israel say

Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Description of Oppression of the Church in all Ages Lyrics: 1 From my Youth up, may Israel say, They oftentimes have me assail'd; Reduc'd me oft to heavy Straits, But never yet have quite previl'd: They plow'd my Back with Furrows long; But GOD has recu'd us from Wrong. 2 Defeat, Confusion, shameful Rout Ne still the dreadful Doom of those, Their righteous Doom, who Sion hate, And Sion's holy GOD oppose: Like corn that's wither'd, let them fade, Which too much Heat, and want of Root, Untimely blasted in the Blade. 3 Which in his Arms no Reaper takes, But in the Field neglected leaves; Nor Binder thinks it worth his Pains To fold and gather into Sheaves: Nor Traveller vouchsafes to stop, And crave a Blessing on the Crop. Scripture: Psalm 129 Used With Tune: [From my Youth up, may Israel say]