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Universal praise to God
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #281 (1786) Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm; Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Loud hallelujahs to the Lord Lyrics: 1 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord,
From distant worlds where creatures dwell;
Let heaven begin the solemn word,
And sound it dreadful down to hell.
2 The Lord, how absolute he reigns,
Let every angel bend the knee;
Sing of his love in heavenly strains,
And speak how fierce his terrors be.
3 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss:
Fly through the world, O sun and tell
How dark thy beams compar'd to his.
4 Awake ye tempests and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name
Fill every gentler breeze of air.
5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth and rolling sea
In this eternal song conspire.
6 Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill;
Ye vallies sink before his eye;
And let his praise from every hill
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky.
7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches and adore:
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains;
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.
8 Ye birds, his praise must be your theme,
Who form'd to song your tuneful voice;
While the dumb fish that cut the stream
In his protecting care rejoice.
9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
When nature all around you sings?
Oh for a shout from old and young,
From humble swains and lofty kings!
10 Wide as his vast dominion lies,
Make the Creator's name be known;
Loud as his thunder shout his praise,
And sound it lofty as his throne.
11 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word!
Oh may it dwell on every tongue!
But saints who best have known the Lord
Are bound to raise the noblest song.
12 Speak of the wonders of that love
Which Gabriel plays on every chord:
From all below and all above,
Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord.
Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English
Universal praise to God
Universal praise to God
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #281 (1787) Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm; Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Loud hallelujahs to the Lord Lyrics: 1 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord,
From distant worlds where creatures dwell;
Let heaven begin the solemn word,
And sound it dreadful down to hell.
2 The Lord, how absolute he reigns,
Let every angel bend the knee;
Sing of his love in heavenly strains,
And speak how fierce his terrors be.
3 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss:
Fly through the world, O sun and tell
How dark thy beams compar'd to his.
4 Awake ye tempests and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name
Fill every gentler breeze of air.
5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth and rolling sea
In this eternal song conspire.
6 Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill;
Ye vallies sink before his eye;
And let his praise from every hill
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky.
7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches and adore:
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains;
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.
8 Ye birds, his praise must be your theme,
Who form'd to song your tuneful voice;
While the dumb fish that cut the stream
In his protecting care rejoice.
9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
When nature all around you sings?
Oh for a shout from old and young,
From humble swains and lofty kings!
10 Wide as his vast dominion lies,
Make the Creator's name be known;
Loud as his thunder shout his praise,
And sound it lofty as his throne.
11 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word!
Oh may it dwell on every tongue!
But saints who best have known the Lord
Are bound to raise the noblest song.
12 Speak of the wonders of that love
Which Gabriel plays on every chord:
From all below and all above,
Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord.
Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English
Universal praise to God
Psalm 29
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.64 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame Lyrics:
Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame,
Give to {he Lord renown and power,
Ascribe due honors to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
The Lord proclaims his power aloud
Over the ocean and the land;
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,
And lightnings blaze at his command.
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.
To Lebanon he turns his voice,
And lo, the stately cedars break;
The mountains tremble at the noise,
The valleys roar, the deserts quake.
The Lord sits sovereign on the flood,
The Thund'rer reigns for ever king;
But makes his church his blest abode,
Where we his awful glories sing.
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.
Scripture: Psalm 29 Languages: English
Psalm 29
Psalm 135
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.309 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Awake, ye saints; to praise your King Lyrics:
Awake, ye saints; to praise your King,
Your sweetest passions raise,
Your pious pleasure, while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.
Great is the Lord, and works unknown
Are his divine employ;
But still his saints are near his throne,
His treasure and his joy.
Heav'n, earth, and sea confess his hand;
He bids the vapors rise;
Lightning and storm at his command
Sweep through the sounding skies.
All power that gods or kings have claimed
Is found with him alone
But heathen gods should ne'er be named
Where our Jehovah's known.
Which of the stocks or stones they trust
Can give them showers of rain?
In vain they worship glitt'ring dust,
And pray to gold in vain.
[Their gods have tongues that cannot talk,
Such as their makers gave;
Their feet were ne'er designed to walk,
Nor hands have power to save.
Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf,
Nor hear when mortals pray;
Mortals that wait for their relief
Are blind and deaf as they.]
O Britain, know thy living God,
Serve him with faith and fear;
He makes thy churches his abode,
And claims thine honors there.
Scripture: Psalm 135 Languages: English
Psalm 135
Psalm 148
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.337 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Let every creature join Lyrics:
Let every creature join
To praise th' eternal God;
Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin,
And sound his name abroad.
Thou sun with golden beams,
And moon with paler rays;
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.
He built those worlds above,
And fixed their wondrous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And ever speak his name.
Ye vapors, when ye rise,
Or fall in showers of snow;
Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies,
His power and glory show.
Wind, hail, and flashing fire,
Agree to praise the Lord,
When ye in dreadful storms conspire
To execute his word.
By all his works above
His honors be expressed;
But saints that taste his saving love
Should sing his praises best.
Let earth and ocean know
They owe their Maker praise;
Praise him, ye wat'ry worlds below,
And monsters of the seas.
From mountains near the sky
Let his high praise resound;
From humble shrubs and cedars high,
And vales and fields around.
Ye lions of the wood,
And tamer beasts that graze,
Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praise.
Ye birds of lofty wing,
On high his praises bear;
Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing
Your Maker's glory there.
Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wisdom show,
And flies, in all your shining swarms,
Praise him that dressed you so.
By all the earth-born race
His honors be expressed;
But saints, that know his heav'nly grace
Should learn to praise him best.
Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye th' eternal King;
Judges, adore that sovereign hand
Whence all your honors spring.
Let vig'rous youth engage
To sound his praises high:
While growing babes, and with'ring age,
Their feebler voices try.
United zeal be shown
His wondrous fame to raise:
God is the Lord; his name alone
Deserves our endless praise.
Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him blest;
But saints, that dwell so near his heart,
Should sing his praises best.
Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English
Psalm 148
Awake, ye saints; to praise your King
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #47 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm Lyrics:
Awake, ye saints; to praise your King,
Your sweetest passions raise,
Your pious pleasure, while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.
Great is the Lord, and works unknown
Are his divine employ;
But still his saints are near his throne,
His treasure and his joy.
Heav'n, earth, and sea confess his hand;
He bids the vapors rise;
Lightning and storm at his command
Sweep through the sounding skies.
All power that gods or kings have claimed
Is found with him alone
But heathen gods should ne'er be named
Where our Jehovah's known.
Which of the stocks or stones they trust
Can give them showers of rain?
In vain they worship glitt'ring dust,
And pray to gold in vain.
[Their gods have tongues that cannot talk,
Such as their makers gave;
Their feet were ne'er designed to walk,
Nor hands have power to save.
Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf,
Nor hear when mortals pray;
Mortals that wait for their relief
Are blind and deaf as they.]
O Britain, know thy living God,
Serve him with faith and fear;
He makes thy churches his abode,
And claims thine honors there.
Scripture: Psalm 135 Languages: English
Awake, ye saints; to praise your King
Let every creature join
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #54 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm Lyrics:
Let every creature join
To praise th' eternal God;
Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin,
And sound his name abroad.
Thou sun with golden beams,
And moon with paler rays;
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.
He built those worlds above,
And fixed their wondrous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And ever speak his name.
Ye vapors, when ye rise,
Or fall in showers of snow;
Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies,
His power and glory show.
Wind, hail, and flashing fire,
Agree to praise the Lord,
When ye in dreadful storms conspire
To execute his word.
By all his works above
His honors be expressed;
But saints that taste his saving love
Should sing his praises best.
Let earth and ocean know
They owe their Maker praise;
Praise him, ye wat'ry worlds below,
And monsters of the seas.
From mountains near the sky
Let his high praise resound;
From humble shrubs and cedars high,
And vales and fields around.
Ye lions of the wood,
And tamer beasts that graze,
Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praise.
Ye birds of lofty wing,
On high his praises bear;
Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing
Your Maker's glory there.
Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wisdom show,
And flies, in all your shining swarms,
Praise him that dressed you so.
By all the earth-born race
His honors be expressed;
But saints, that know his heav'nly grace
Should learn to praise him best.
Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye th' eternal King;
Judges, adore that sovereign hand
Whence all your honors spring.
Let vig'rous youth engage
To sound his praises high:
While growing babes, and with'ring age,
Their feebler voices try.
United zeal be shown
His wondrous fame to raise:
God is the Lord; his name alone
Deserves our endless praise.
Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him blest;
But saints, that dwell so near his heart,
Should sing his praises best.
Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English
Let every creature join
Let coward guilt, with pallid fear
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #93 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: In a thunder-storm Lyrics: 1 Let coward guilt, with pallid fear,
To shelt'ring caverns fly;
And justly dread the vengeful fate,
Which thunders through the sky:
2 Protected by that hand, whose law
The threat'ning storms obey,
Intrepid virtue smiles secure,
As in the blaze of day.
3 In the thick cloud's tremendous gloom,
The lightning's horrid glare,
It views the same all-gracious pow'r
Which breathes the vernal air.
4 Through nature's ever-varying scene.
By diff'rent ways pursu'd,
The one eternal end of heav'n
Is universal good.
5 When, though creation's vast expanse,
The last dread thunders roll,
Untune the concord of the spheres,
And shake the guilty soul:
6 Unmov'd may we the final storm
Of jarring worlds survey,
That ushers in the tranquil morn
Of an eternal day. Languages: English
Let coward guilt, with pallid fear
Psalm 135 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.307 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name Lyrics:
Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name,
While in his holy courts ye wait,
Ye saints, that to his house belong,
Or stand attending at his gate.
Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good;
To praise his name is sweet employ:
Isr'el he chose of old, and still
His church is his peculiar joy.
The Lord himself will judge his saints;
He treats his servants as his friends;
And when he hears their sore complaints,
Repents the sorrows that he sends.
Through every age the Lord declares
His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod
He gives his suff'ring servants rest,
And will be known th' Almighty God.
Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love,
People and priest, exalt his name:
Amongst his saints he ever dwells;
His church is his Jerusalem.
Scripture: Psalm 135:1-4 Languages: English
Psalm 135 Part 1
Psalm 135 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.308 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Storm and Thunder; Thunder and storm First Line: Great is the Lord, exalted high Lyrics:
Great is the Lord, exalted high
Above all powers and every throne:
Whate'er he please, in earth or sea,
Or heav'n or hell, his hand hath done.
At his command the vapors rise,
The lightnings flash, the thunders roar;
He pours the rain, he brings the wind
And tempest from his airy store.
'Twas he those dreadful tokens sent,
O Egypt, through thy stubborn land,
When all thy first-born, beasts and men,
Fell dead by his avenging hand.
What mighty nations, mighty kings,
He slew, and their whole country gave
To Isr'el, whom his hand redeemed,
No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave!
His power the same, the same his grace,
That saves us from the hosts of hell;
And heav'n he gives us to possess,
Whence those apostate angels fell.
Scripture: Psalm 135:5-12 Languages: English
Psalm 135 Part 2
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