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Psalm 26

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.61 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Trial of our hearts First Line: Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways Lyrics: Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways, And try my reins, and try my heart My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. I hate to walk, I hate to sit, With men of vanity and lies The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. Amongst thy saints will I appear With frauds well washed in innocence; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell; There shall I hear thine holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. Let not my soul be joined at last With men of treachery and blood, Since I my days on earth have passed Among the saints, and near my God. Scripture: Psalm 26 Languages: English

Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.141 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our graces by afflictions Lyrics: Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise; With melody of sound record His honors and your joys. Say to the Power that shakes the sky, "How terrible art thou! Sinners before thy presence fly, Or at thy feet they bow." [Come, see the wonders of our God, How glorious are his ways! In Moses' hand he puts his rod, And cleaves the frighted seas. He made the ebbing channel dry, While Isr'el passed the flood There did the church begin their joy, And triumph in their God.] He rules by his resistless might: Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war? O bless our God, and never cease; Ye saints, fulfil his praise; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. Lord, thou hast proved our suff'ring souls, To make our graces shine; So silver bears the burning coals, The metal to refine. Through wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways, We march at thy command; Led to possess the promised place By thine unerring hand. Scripture: Psalm 66 Languages: English

Now shall my solemn vows be paid

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.142 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our graces by afflictions Lyrics: Now shall my solemn vows be paid To that Almighty Power, That heard the long requests I made In my distressful hour. My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known; Come, ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders he has done. When on my head huge sorrows fell, I sought his heav'nly aid; He saved my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. If sin lay covered in my heart, While prayer employed my tongue, The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. But God (his name be ever blest) Has set my spirit free; Nor turned from him my poor request, Nor turned his heart from me. Scripture: Psalm 66:13-20 Languages: English

Psalm 125

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.290 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our graces by afflictions First Line: Unshaken as the sacred hill Lyrics: Unshaken as the sacred hill, And firm as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest That leans, O Lord, on thee. Not walls nor hills could guard so well Old Salem's happy ground, As those eternal arms of love That every saint surround. While tyrants are a smarting scourge To drive them near to God, Divine compassion does allay The fury of the rod. Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on To the bright gates of Paradise, Where Christ their Lord is gone. But if we trace those crooked ways That the old serpent drew, The wrath that drove him first to hell Shall smite his followers too. Scripture: Psalm 125 Languages: English

Psalm 125

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.291 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our graces by afflictions First Line: Firm and unmoved are they Lyrics: Firm and unmoved are they That rest their souls on God; Firm as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode. As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his saints around. What though the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, Its fury shall be broke. Deal gently, Lord, with those Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope, and love, and every grace, Proclaim their hearts sincere. Nor shall the tyrant's rage Too long oppress the saint; The God of Isr'el will support His children lest they faint. But if our slavish fear Will choose the road to hell, We must expect our portion there, Where bolder sinners dwell. Scripture: Psalm 125 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.314 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Trial of our hearts First Line: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through Lyrics: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through, Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning lips they break. Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. Or from thy dreadful glory run? If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.315 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Trial of our hearts First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.317 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our hearts First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.318 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our hearts First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. Thy hand my heart and reins possessed Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features traced, And all my members drew. Thine eye with nicest care surveyed The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copied by thy art. Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, Show me thy wondrous skill But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. Thy aweful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.319 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trial of our hearts First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee! Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English