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Psalm 18 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.40 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome; Enemies overcome; Victory over temporal enemies First Line: Just are thy ways, and true thy word Lyrics: Just are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode: Who is a God beside the Lord? Or where's a refuge like our God? 'Tis he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield, And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. He lives, and blessed be my Rock! The God of my salvation lives: The dark designs of hell are broke; Sweet is the peace my Father gives. Before the scoffers of the age I will exalt my Father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame. To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints in Christ their Head Knows not a limit, nor an end. Scripture: Psalm 18:30-31 Languages: English

Psalm 18 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.41 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome; Enemies overcome; Victory over temporal enemies First Line: We love thee, Lord, and we adore Lyrics: We love thee, Lord, and we adore; Now is thine arm revealed: Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tower, Our bulwark, and our shield. We fly to our eternal Rock, And find a sure defence; His holy name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. When God, our Leader, shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms, The lightning of his spear? He rides upon the winged wind, And angels in array In millions wait to know his mind, And swift as flames obey. He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke Whole armies are dismayed; His voice, his frown, his angry look, Strikes all their courage dead. He forms our generals for the field, With all their dreadful skill; Gives them his awful sword to wield, And makes their hearts of steel. [He arms our captains to the fight, (Though there his name's forgot; He girded Cyrus with his might, But Cyrus knew him not.) Oft has the Lord whole nations blessed For his own church's sake; The powers that give his people rest, Shall of his care partake.] Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English

Psalm 18 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.42 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spiritual enemies overcome; Enemies overcome; Victory over temporal enemies First Line: To thine almighty arm we owe Lyrics: To thine almighty arm we owe The triumphs of the day; Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, And melt their strength away. 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail, And break united powers, Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale The proudest of their towers. How have we chased them through the field, And trod them to the ground, While thy salvation was our shield, But they no shelter found! In vain to idol saints they cry, And perish in their blood Where is a rock so great, so high, So powerful as our God? The Rock of Isr'el ever lives, His name be ever blest; 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives, And gives his people rest. On kings that reign as David did, He pours his blessings down; Secures their honors to their seed, And well supports the crown. Scripture: Psalm 18 Languages: English

Psalm 35 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.81 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christ his love to enemies; Enemies prayed for; Love to enemies First Line: Now plead my cause, Almighty God Lyrics: Now plead my cause, Almighty God, With all the sons of strife; And fight against the men of blood, Who fight against my life. Draw out thy spear and stop their way, Lift thine avenging rod; But to my soul in mercy say, "I am thy Savior God!" They plant their snares to catch my feet, And nets of mischief spread; Plunge the destroyers in the pit That their own hands have made. Let fogs and darkness hide their way, And slipp'ry be their ground; Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey, And all their rage confound. They fly like chaff before the wind, Before thine angry breath; The angel of the Lord behind Pursues them down to death. They love the road that leads to hell; Then let the rebels die, Whose malice is implacable Against the Lord on high. But if thou hast a chosen few Amongst that impious race, Divide them from the bloody crew, By thy surprising grace. Then will I raise my tuneful voice, To make thy wonders known; In their salvation I'll rejoice, And bless thee for my own. Scripture: Psalm 35:1-9 Languages: English

Psalm 35 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.82 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christ his love to enemies; Enemies prayed for; Love to enemies First Line: Behold the love, the gen'rous love Lyrics: Behold the love, the gen'rous love, That holy David shows; Hark, how his sounding bowels move To his afflicted foes! When they are sick his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. How did his flowing tears condole As for a brother dead! And fasting mortified his soul, While for their life he prayed. They groaned, and cursed him on their bed, Yet still he pleads and mourns; And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. O glorious type of heav'nly grace! Thus Christ the Lord appears; While sinners curse, the Savior prays, And pities them with tears. He, the true David, Isr'el's King, Blest and beloved of God, To save us rebels, dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English

Save me, O GOD, from Floods that roll

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXIX (1767) Topics: Prayers When surrounded by Enemies; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Lyrics: 1 Save me, O GOD, from Floods that roll, And press to overwhelm my Soul; In the deep Mire I tread, And Waves o'erflow my Head. With constant Cries my Spirits faint, My Voice is hoarse with long Complaint; My Sight with Pain decays, Whilst GOD his Help delays. 2 My Hairs, tho' num'rous, are but few, Compar'd with Foes that me pursue And strive with lawless Might, To execute their Spite, Thy force me, guiltless, to resign, As Rapine, what by Right was mine. But thou my Wrongs dost see, My Sins are known to thee. 3 LORD, GOD of Hosts, take timely Care, Lest for my sake thy Saints despair; Since I have for thy Name. Endur'd Reproach and Shame. A Stranger to my Country grown, And to my Kindred quite unknown; Those of my Mother born, Are treating me with Scorn. 4 For Zeal to thy lov'd House and Name, Consumes me, like devouring Flame; Vex'd at their Slights of thee, More than their Scorn of me. My very Tears and Abstinence. They construe in spiteful Sense; When Mourning for their Sake, Their Mocks at me they make. 5 Their Judges make my Wrongs their Jest, Those Wrongs they ought to have redress'd; Drunkards my Sorrows see, And make their Songs on me. But, LORD! to thee I will repair For Help, with humble timely Pray'r, O from thy boundless Store: Display thy Truth and Pow'r. 6 From threat'ning Dangers me relieve, And from the Mire my Feet retrieve, My Soul in Safety keep, And snatch me from the Deep; Controul the Deluge e'er it spread, And roll it's Waves around my Head; And from th'expecting Grave, My Soul in Mercy save. 7 LORD, hear the humble Pray'r I make, For thy transcending Goodness Sake; And from thy Mercy's Store, Relieve my Soul once more Nor from thy Servant hide thy Face, Make Haste, for desp'rate is my Case; Thy Succour interpose, And shield me from my Foes. 8 Thou know'st what Infamy and Scorn I from my Enemies have borne; Nor can their secret Spite, Or Plots escape thy Sight. Reproach and Grief have broke my Heart: I look'd for some to take my Part, But look'd, alas! in vain, None would relieve my Pain. 9 With Hunger faint, for Food I call; Instead of Food, they give me Gall, And Vinegar to drink, Whene'er my Spirits sink, The Tables therefore they prepare, Shall prove to them a fatal Snare; Darkness shall seize their Eyes, And sudden Fears surprize. 10 On them thou shalt thy Fury pour, 'Till thy fierce Wrath their Race devour, And make their House a Cell, Where none will dare to dwell; For new Afflictions they procur'd For him who had thy Stripes endur'd; And with a sharper Scorn, Thy tender Hearts have torn. 11 Sin shall to Sin their Steps betray, 'Till they to Truth have lost the Way; Their Souls shall Ruin see, Nor with the Righteous be. But me, how'er distrest and poor, Thy strong Salvation shall restore; Thy Pow'r I will proclaim, And celebrate thy Name. 12 Our GOD shall this more highly prize, Than Herds or Flocks in Sacrifice; And Saints shall hope to see, The like Redress with me. For GOD regards the Poor's Complaint, Sets Pris'ners free from close Restraint; And Heav'n and Earth shall raise, Their voice to sound his Praise. 13 For GOD will Sion's Walls erect, Fair Judah's Cities he'll protect, 'Till all her Sons repair And gain Possession there. This Blessing they shall at their Death, To their religious Heirs bequeath; And GOD shall sure restore, Those who his Name adore. Scripture: Psalm 69 Languages: English Tune Title: [Save me, O God, from Floods that roll]

LORD, Listen to My Righteous Plea

Author: Helen Otte Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #17 (1987) Meter: 8.8.4 D Topics: Enemies & Persecution; Enemies & Persecution Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English Tune Title: BERNARD

Thee will I love, O Lord, my Strength

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P18a (1766) Topics: Enemies overcome; Spiritual Enemies overcome; Victory over temporal enemies Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my Strength, My Rock, my Tow'r, my high Defence; Thy mighty Arm shall be my Trust, For I have found Salvation thence. 2 Death, and the Terrors of the Grave, Stood round me with their dismal Shade; While Floods of high Temptations rose, And made my sinking Soul afraid. 3 I saw the op'ning Gates of Hell With endless Pains and Sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my Distress I call'd my GOD, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his Ear to my Complaint; Then did his Grace appear divine. 5 [With Speed he flew to my Relief, As on a Cherub's Wing he rode; Awful and bright as Lightning shone The Face of my Deliv'rer GOD. 6 Temptations fled at his Rebuke, The Blast of his Almighty Breath; He sent Salvation from on high, And drew me from the Deeps of Death.] 7 Great were my Fears, my Foes were great, Much was their Strength, and more their Rage; But Christ, my Lord, is Conqu'ror still In all the Wars that Devils wage. 8 My Song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful Hour; And give the Glory to the Lord Due to his Mercy and his Power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-6 Languages: English

Lord, thou hast seen my Soul sincere

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P18b (1766) Topics: Enemies overcome; Spiritual Enemies overcome; Victory over temporal enemies Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast seen my Soul sincere, Hast made thy Truth and Love appear; Before mine Eyes I set thy Laws, And thou hast own'd my righteous Cause. 2 Since I have learn'd thy holy Ways, I've walk'd upright before thy Face; Or if my Feet did e'er depart, 'Twas never with a wicked Heart. 3 What sore Temptations broke my Rest! What Wars and Strugglings in my Breast! But thro' thy Grace, that reigns within I guard against my darling Sin. 4 That Sin which close besets me still, That works and strives against my Will; When shall thy Spirit's Sov'reign Pow'r Destroy it that it rise no more? 5 With an impartial Hand the Lord Deals out to Mortals their Reward; The kind and faithful Soul shall find A GOD as faithful and as kind. 6 The Just and Pure shall ever say, Thou art more pure, more just than they; And Men that love Revenge, shall know God hath an Arm of Vengeance too. Scripture: Psalm 18:20-26 Languages: English

Just are thy Ways, and true thy word

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P18c (1766) Topics: Enemies overcome; Spiritual Enemies overcome; Victory over temporal enemies Lyrics: 1 Just are thy Ways, and true thy Word, Great Rock of my secure Abode: Who is a GOD beside the Lord? Or where's a Refuge like our GOD? 2 'Tis he that girds me with his Might, Gives me his holy Sword to wield; And while with Sin and Hell I fight, Spreads his Salvation for my Shield. 3 He lives (and blessed be my Rock) The GOD of my salvation lives: The dark Designs of Hell are broke; Sweet is the Peace my Father gives. 4 Before the Scoffers of the Age I will exalt my Father's Name, Nor tremble at their mighty Rage, But meet Reproach, and bear the Shame. 5 To David and his Royal Seed Thy Grace for ever shall extend; Thy Love to Saints in Christ their Head, Knows not a Limit, nor an End. Scripture: Psalm 18:30-31 Languages: English