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The Lord, how wondrous are his ways

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Saints' Harp #d826 (1870)

The Lord, how wondrous are his ways

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Southern Psalmist. New ed. #d829 (1871)

The Lord, how wondrous are his ways

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Service of Song for Baptist Churches #d843 (1871)

The Lord, how wondrous are his ways

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Melodies of the Church #d934 (1832) Languages: English

The Lord, how wondrous are his ways

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Sabbath Hymn Book. Baptist ed. #d1008 (1858)
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The Lord, how wond'rous are his ways!

Hymnal: Hymns of the "Jubilee Harp" #a3 (1868) Languages: English
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The Lord,--how wondrous are his ways!

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P103b (1857) Languages: English
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The Lord,--how wondrous are his ways!

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P103b (1847) Languages: English
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God's gentle Chastisement; or, His tender Mercy to his People

Hymnal: Psalms #103b (1793) First Line: The Lord, how wond'rous are his ways? Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wond'rous are his ways? How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heav'ns above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slow his awful wrath to rise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins; And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hand and melting eyes: The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. Pause 7 The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by ev'ry wind that flies; Like grass we spring and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English

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