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Lord, how mysterious are thy ways!

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #XCV (1789) Lyrics: 1 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways! How blind are we! how mean our praise! Thy steps can mortal eyes explore? 'Tis ours to wonder and adore! 2 Thy deep decrees from creature sight Are hid in shades of awful night; Amid the lines, with curious eye, Nor angels minds presume to pry. 3 Great God! I would not ask to see What in futurity shall be: If light and bliss attend my days, Then let my future hours be praise. 4 Is darkness and distress my share, Then let me trust thy guardian care; Enough for me, if love divine At length through every cloud shall shine. 5 Yet this my soul desires to know, Be this my only wish below, "That I am thine!" — This great request Grant, bounteous God, — and I am blest! Topics: Confidence and Resignation Submission to the all-wise Decrees Languages: English

Lord, through the dubious paths of life

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #LXXXI (1789) Lyrics: 1 Lord, through the dubious paths of life, Thy feeble servant guide; Supported by thy powerful arm, My footsteps shall not slide. 2 The thee, O my unerring guide! I would myself resign; In all my ways acknowledge thee, And form my will by thine. 3 Thus shall each blessing of thine hand Be doubly sweet to me; And in new griefs I still shall have A refuge, Lord, in thee. 4 Lord, by thy counsel whilst I love, Guide thou my wand'ring feet; And when my course on earth is run, conduct me to thy seat. Topics: Adoration Imploring divine Direction Languages: English

Lord, we adore thy wondrous name

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #XC (1789) Lyrics: 1 Lord, we adore thy wond'rous name, And make that name our trust, Which rais'd at first this curious frame, From mean and lifeless dust. 2 A while these frail machines endure, The fabrick of a day; Then know their vital pow'rs no more, But moulder back to clay. 3 Yet, Lord! whate'er is felt or fear'd, This thought is our repose — That he, by whom this frame is rear'd, Its various weakness knows. 4 Thou view'st us with a pitying eye, Whilar struggling with our load; In pains and dangers thou art nigh, Our Father, and our God. 5 Gently supported by thy love, We tend to realms of peace; Where ev'ry pain shall far remove, And ev'ry frailty cease. Topics: Confidence and Resignation God the Support of frail Man Languages: English

Lord, what a feeble piece

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #CXXXV (1789) Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And e'ery month, and every day, 'Tis mould'ring back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Nor will our minutes stay; Just like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Well, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This Life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Topics: Life, Death and a future State The Frailty and Shortness of Life Languages: English

Lord, what our ears have heard

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #CXLVII (1789) Lyrics: 1 Lord, what our ears have heard, Our eyes, delighted, trace; Thy love, in long succession, shewn To Sion's chosen race: Our children dost thou claim, And mark them out for thine! Ten thousand blessings to thy name, For goodness so divine! 2 Thee let the fathers own, And thee our sons adore; Join'd to the Lord in solemn vows, To be forgot no more: Thy cov'nant may they keep, And bless the ahppy bands, Which closer still engage their hearts To honour thy commands. 3 How great thy mercies, Lord! How plenteous is thy grace! Which, in the promise of thy love, Includes each rising race: Our offspring, still thy care, Shall own their father's God; To latest time thy blessing share, And sound thy praise abroad. 4 But weak our noblest praise, For favours such as thine; O how can tongues of feeble clay Proclaim the love divine! We wonder and adore! And, to exalt such grace, We long to learn the songs of heaven, Before we reach the place. Topics: Baptism The Promise is unto you and your Children Languages: English

Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #XXXI (1789) Lyrics: 1 Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid our souls adore. 2 The living tribes of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air, The meanest flies, the smallest worms Almighty pow'r declare. 3 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord, In all thy works appear; And, O! let man thy praise record, Man, thy distinguish'd care! 4 From thee the breath of life he drew; That breath thy pow'r maintains; Thy tender mercy, ever new, His brittle frame sustains. 5 Yet nobler favors claim his praise; Of reason's light possess'd; By revelation's brightest rays, Still more divinely bless'd. 6 Thy providence, his constant guard, When threat'ning woes impend; Or will th' impending dangers ward, Or timely succours lend. 7 On us that providence has shone, With gentle, smiling rays: O, may our lips and lives make known Thy goodness and thy praise! Topics: Blessings temporal and spiritual Thanks for Mercies, temporal and spiritual Languages: English

Loud be thy name ador'd

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #LXII (1789) Lyrics: 1 Loud be thy name ador'd, Thy titles spread abroad, Of Christ our glorious Lord, The Father and the God; Thro' such a Son thy church's head, O'er worlds unknown thine honours spread. 2 Ten thousand gifts of love From thee thro' him descend, And bear our souls above, To joys that never end; Sustain'd by God, to heaven they soar And thro' the road his arm adore. 3 Then thousand songs of praise Shall for thy mercies rise, And thro' eternal day, Shall echo round the skies; New shouts we'll give, and loud proclaim, The glories of thy sacred name. Topics: The Gospel Dispensation Thanks to God of Blessings in Christ Languages: English

Mark the soft-falling snow

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: CPHP1789 #LIX (1789) Lyrics: 1 Mark the soft-falling snow, And the diffusive rain: To heaven, from whence it fell, It turns not back again, But waters earth through every pore, And calls forth all its secret store. 2 Array'd in living green, The hills and valleys shine, And man and beast is fed By providence divine; The harvest bows its golden ears, The copious seed of future years. 3 "So saith the God of grace, "My gospel shall descend, "Almighty to effect "The purpose I intend: "Millions of souls shall feel its power, "And bear it down to millions more. 4 "Joy shall begin their march, "And peace protect their ways, "While all the mountains round "Echo melodious praise; "The vocal groves shall sing THE GOD, "And every tree consenting nod." Topics: The Gospel Dispensation Fruitful showers, Emblems of the Gospel Languages: English

Mistaken souls! who dream of heaven

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #CII (1789) Lyrics: 1 Mistaken souls! who dream of heaven, And make their empty boast Of inward joys and sins forgiven, While they are slaves to lust. 2 The faith, which purifies the heart, The faith, which works by love, Which bids our sinful joys depart, And lifts our thoughts above. 3 The faith, which conquers earth and hell By a celestial power; This is the grace which shall prevail In the decisive hour. Topics: Faith, Holiness and Moral Virtues A living Faith and dead Faith compared Languages: English

My soul, abjure th' accursed throng

Hymnal: CPHP1789 #CXX (1789) Lyrics: 1 My soul, abjure th' accursed throng, Whose prosp'ring wealth increases fast By fraud, by violence, and wrong, Still thriving for the thunder's blast. 2 If high or low my station be, Of noble or ignoble name, By uncorrupted honesty Thy blessing, Lord, I'd humbly claim. 3 Enrich'd with that, no want I'll fear, Thy providence shall be my trust; Thou wilt provide my portion here, Thou friend and guardian of the just. 4 O may I, with sincere delight, To all the task of duty pay; Tender of every social right, Obedient to thy righteous sway. 5 Such virtue thou wilt not forget, In worlds where every virtue shares A fit reward, tho' not of debt, But what thy boundless grace prepares. Topics: Faith, Holiness and moral Virtues Equity Languages: English