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We bless the Lord, the just, the good

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 68 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round; To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; He bids the clouds with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death: Safety and health to God belong; He heals the weak and guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide diff'rence that remains Is endless joy, or endless pains. 5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread; The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound. 6 But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth or deeper seas; And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love. Scripture: Psalm 68:19-22

Save me, O God; the swelling floods

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 37 hymnals Lyrics: 1 'Save me, O God; the swelling floods 'Break in upon my soul: 'I sink, and sorrows o'er my head 'Like mighty waters roll. 2 'I cry till all my voice be gone; 'In tears I waste the day: 'My God, behold my longing eyes, 'And shorten thy delay. 3 'They hate my soul without a cause, 'And still their number grows 'More than the hairs around my head, 'And mighty are my foes. 4 ''Twas then I paid that dreadful debt 'That men could never pay, 'And gave those honors to thy law, 'Which sinners took away.' 5 Thus in the great Messiah's name, The royal Prophet mourns; Thus he awakes our heart to grief, And gives us joy by turns. 6 'Now shall the saints rejoice, and find 'Salvation in my name; 'For I have borne their heavy load 'Of sorrow, pain and shame. 7 'Grief, like a garment, cloth'd me round, 'And sackcloth was my dress, 'While I procur'd for naked souls 'A robe of righteousness. 8 'Amongst my brethren and the Jews 'I like a stranger stood, 'And bore their vile reproach, to bring 'The Gentiles near to God. 9 'I came in sinful mortals stead 'To do my Father's will; 'Yet when I cleans'd my father's house, They scandaliz'd my zeal. 10 'My fasting, and my holy groans 'Were made the drunkard's song; 'But God from his celestial throne, 'Heard my complaining tongue. 11 'He sav'd me from the dreadful deep, 'Nor let my soul be drown'd; 'He rais'd and fix'd my sinking feet On well establish'd ground. 12 ''Twas in a most accepted hour 'My pray'r arose on high, 'And for my sake my God shall hear 'The dying sinner's cry.' Scripture: Psalm 69:1-14

Now let our lips with holy fear

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 29 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Now let our lips with holy fear And mournful pleasure sing The suff'rings of our great high priest, The sorrows of our king. 2 He sinks in floods of deep distress; How high the waters rise! While to his heav'nly Father's ear He sends perpetual cries. 3 'Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son, 'Nor hide thy shining face; 'Why should thy fav'rite look like one 'Forsaken of thy grace. 4 'With rage they persecute the man 'That groans beneath thy wound, 'While for a sacrifice I pour 'My life upon the ground. 5 'They tread my honor to the dust, 'And laugh when I complain; 'Their sharp insulting slanders add 'Fresh anguish to my pain. 6 'All my reproach is known to thee, 'The scandal and the shame; 'Reproach has broke my bleeding heart, 'And lies defil'd my name. 7 'I look'd for pity, but in vain; 'My kindred are my grief: 'I ask my friends for comfort round, 'But meet with no relief. 8 'With vinegar they mock my thirst; 'They give me gall for food: 'And, sporting with my dying groans, 'They triumph in my blood. 9 'Shine into my distressed soul, 'Let thy compassion save; 'And tho' my flesh sink down to death, 'Redeem it from the grave. 10 'I shall arise to praise thy name, 'Shall reign in worlds unknown; 'And thy salvation, O my God, 'Shall seat me on thy throne.' Scripture: Psalm 69:14-21

Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 70 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace, I bless my Savior's name; He bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high, His duty and his zeal Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke, And finish'd all thy will. 3 His dying groans, his living songs, Shall better please my God, Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound, Than goat's or bullock's blood. 4 This shall his humble follow'rs see, And set their hearts at rest; They by his death draw near to thee, And live for ever blest. 5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on high, To God their voices raise, While lands and seas assist the sky, And join t' advance the praise. 6 Zion is thine, most holy God; Thy Son shall bless her gates, And glory purchas'd by his blood For thy own Isr'el waits. Scripture: Psalm 69

Deep in our hearts let us record

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 133 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord; Behold the rising billows roll To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 In long complaints he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death, And all the sons of malice, join To execute their curst design. 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love Has made the curse a blessing prove; Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son Aton'd for sins which we had done. 4 The pangs of our expiring Lord The honors of thy law restor'd; His sorrows made thy justice known, And paid for follies not his own. 5 O! for his sake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live; The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. Scripture: Psalm 69

'Twas for thy sake, eternal God

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 32 hymnals Lyrics: 1 'Twas for thy sake, eternal God, Thy son sustained that heavy load Of base reproach and sore disgrace, And shame defil'd his sacred face. 2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd their sin: While he fulfill'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a cause. 3 ['My Father's house, (said he) was made 'A place for worship, not for trade;' Then scatt'ring all their gold and brass He scourg'd the merchants from the place. 4 Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: Reproaches at thy glory thrown He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.] 5 [His friends forsook, his follow'rs fled, While foes and arms surround his head; They curse him with a sland'rous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies: They nail him to the shameful tree; There hung the man that dy'd for me. 7 [Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones Insult his piety and groans; Gall was the food they gave him there, And mocked his thirst with vinegar.] 8 But God beheld, and from his throne Marks out the men that hate his Son; The hand that rais'd him from the dead, Shall pour the vengeance on their head. Scripture: Psalm 69:7-36

My God, my everlasting hope

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 115 hymnals 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, With all these limbs of mine: And from my mother's painful hour I've been entirely thine. 3 Still has my life new wonders seen Repeated ev'ry 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. 5 Then in the hist'ry of my age, When men review my days, They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praise. Scripture: Psalm 71:5-9

My Savior, my almighty friend

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 308 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My Savior, my almighty friend, When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore! And since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road, And march with courage in thy strength, To see my Father God. 4 When I am fill'd with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The vict'ries of my King! My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim My Savior and my God; His death has brought my foes to shame, And drown'd them in his blood. 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs; With this delightful song I'll entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long.]; Scripture: Psalm 71:14-15

God of my childhood, and my youth

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 91 hymnals Lyrics: 1 God of my childhood, and my youth, The guide of all my days, I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth, And told thy wond'rous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God my strength depart? 3 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age, And leave a saver of thy name, When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove; O! may these poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy love. Pause. 5 Thy righteousness is deep and high; Unsearchable thy deeds; Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, And all my praise exceeds. 6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar, And oft endur'd the grief; But when thy hand has press'd me sore, Thy grace was my relief. 7 By long experience have I known Thy sov'reign pow'r to save; At thy command I venture down Securely to the grave. 8 When I lie buried deep in dust, My flesh shall be thy care; These with'ring limbs with thee I trust, To raise them strong and fair. Scripture: Psalm 71:17-21

Great God, whose universal sway

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 192 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Great God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey; Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, All heav'n submits to his commands; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With pow'r be vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust; His worship and his fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time be past. 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down; His grace on fainting souls distills, Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills. 5 The heathen lands that lie beneath The shades of over-spreading death, Revives at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Drest in the robes of joy and praise: Peace, like a river, from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. Scripture: Psalm 72