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Psalm 25 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.60 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion; Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion First Line: Mine eyes and my desire Lyrics: Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promises, And rest upon his word. Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare? When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wand'ring feet have trod? The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. With ev'ry morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. O keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. With humble faith I wait To see thy face again: Of Isr'el it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English

Psalm 51 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.121 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Backsliding soul restored First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanced, I grew A juster prey for death. Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Psalm 78 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.166 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned; Pardon of backsliding First Line: Let children hear the mighty deeds Lyrics: Let children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old, Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace; And we'll convey his wonders down Through every rising race. Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs; That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. Thus shall they learn in God alone Their hope securely stands; That they may ne'er forget his works, But practise his commands. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English

Psalm 78 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.167 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned; Pardon of backsliding First Line: O What a stiff rebellious house Lyrics: O What a stiff rebellious house Was Jacob's ancient race! False to their own most solemn vows, And to their Maker's grace. They broke the cov'nant of his love, And did his laws despise; Forgot the works he wrought to prove His power before their eyes. They saw the plagues on Egypt light From his revenging hand; What dreadful tokens of his might Spread o'er the stubborn land! They saw him cleave the mighty sea, And marched in safety through, With wat'ry walls to guard their way, Till they had 'scaped the foe. A wondrous pillar marked the road, Composed of shade and light; By day it proved a shelt'ring cloud, A leading fire by night. He from the rock their thirst supplied The gushing waters fell, And ran in rivers by their side, A constant miracle. Yet they provoked the Lord most High, And dared distrust his hand: "Can he with bread our host supply Amidst this desert land?" The Lord with indignation heard, And caused his wrath to flame; His terrors ever stand prepared To vindicate his name. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English

Psalm 78 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.168 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned; Pardon of backsliding First Line: When Isr'el sins, the Lord reproves Lyrics: When Isr'el sins, the Lord reproves And fills their hearts with dread; Yet he forgives the men he loves, And sends them heav'nly bread. He fed them with a lib'ral hand, And made his treasures known; He gave the midnight clouds command To pour provision down. The manna, like a morning shower, Lay thick around their feet The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure, As though 'twere angels' meat. But they in murm'ring language said, "Manna is all our feast; We loathe this light, this airy bread; We must have flesh to taste." "Ye shall have flesh to please your lust," The Lord in wrath replied, And sent them quails like sand or dust, Heaped up from side to side. He gave them all their own desire, And greedy as they fed, His vengeance burnt with secret fire, And smote the rebels dead. When some were slain, the rest returned And sought the Lord with tears; Under the rod they feared and mourned, But soon forgot their fears. Oft he chastised and still forgave, Till, by his gracious hand, The nation he resolved to save Possessed the promised land. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English

Psalm 78 Part 4

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.169 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned; Pardon of backsliding First Line: Great God, how oft did Isr'el prove Lyrics: Great God, how oft did Isr'el prove By turns thine anger and thy love! There in a glass our hearts may see How fickle and how false they be. How soon the faithless Jews forgot The dreadful wonders God had wrought! Then they provoke him to his face, Nor fear his power, nor trust his grace. The Lord consumed their years ill pain, And made their travels long and vain; A tedious march through unknown ways Wore out their strength, and spent their days. Oft when they saw their brethren slain They mourned, and sought the Lord again; Called him the Rock of their abode, Their high Redeemer, and their God. Their prayers and vows before him rise As flatt'ring words or solemn lies, While their rebellious tempers prove False to his cov'nant and his love. Yet did his sovereign grace forgive The men who not deserved to live; His anger oft away he turned, Or else with gentle flame it burned. He saw their flesh was weak and frail, He saw temptations still prevail; The God of Abram loved them still, And led them to his holy hill. Scripture: Psalm 78:32-72 Languages: English

Yet there is Room

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CXVIII (1792) Topics: Backsliders invited to return First Line: Ye dying sons of men Lyrics: 1 Ye dying sons of men, Immerg'd in sin and woe, The gospel’s voice attend, While Jesus sends to you: Ye perishing and guilty come, In Jesus’ arms there yet is room. 2 No longer now delay, Nor vain excuses frame; He bids you come to-day, Tho' poor, and blind, and lame: All things are ready, sinners, come, For every trembling soul there’s room. 3 Believe the heavenly word His messengers proclaim; He is a gracious Lord, And faithful is his name: Backsliding souls, return and come, Cast off despair there yet is room. 4 Compell'd by bleeding love, Ye wand'ring sheep, draw near, Christ calls you from above, His charming accents hear! Let whosoever will, now come: In mercy’s breast there still is room. Scripture: Luke 14:22 Languages: English

Whosover will, let him come

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CXXI (1792) Topics: Backsliders invited to return First Line: Ye scarlet-color'd sinners, come Lyrics: 1 Ye scarlet colour'd sinners, come; Jesus the Lord invites you home; O whither can you go? What— are your crimes of crimson hue? His promise is for ever true, He'll wash you white as snow. 2 Backsliding souls, fill'd with your ways, Whose weeping nights, and wretched days, In bitterness are spent: Return to Jesus— he'll reveal His lovely face, and sweetly heal What you so much lament. 3 Tried souls! look up—he says 'Tis I— He loves you still, but means to try If faith will bear the test; The Lord has giv'n the chiefest good, He shed for you his precious blood; O trust him for the rest! 4 Ye tender souls, draw hither too, Ye grateful, highly favor'd few, Who feel the debt you owe; Press on, the Lord hath more to give; By faith upon him daily live, And you shall find it so. Languages: English

Great God, thy glories shall employ

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #39 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned; Pardon of backsliding Lyrics: Great God! thy glories shall employ My holy fear, my humble joy; My lips in songs of honor bring Their tribute to th' eternal King. [Earth, and the stars, and worlds unknown, Depend precarious on his throne; All nature hangs upon his word, And grace and glory own their Lord.] [His sovereign power what mortal knows? If be command, who dares oppose? With strength he girds himself around, And treads the rebels to the ground.] [Who shall pretend to teach him skill, Or guide the counsels of his will? His wisdom, like a sea divine, Flows deep and high beyond our line.] [His name is holy, and his eye Burns with immortal jealousy He hates the sons of pride, and sheds His fiery vengeance on their heads.] [The beamings of his piercing sight Bring dark hypocrisy to light; Death and destruction naked lie, And hell uncovered to his eye.] [Th' eternal law before him stands; His justice, with impartial hands, Divides to all their due reward, Or by the sceptre or the sword.] [His mercy, like a boundless sea, Washes our load of guilt away; While his own Son came down and died T' engage his justice on our side.] [Each of his words demands my faith; My soul can rest on all he saith; His truth inviolably keeps The largest promise of his lips.] O tell me, with a gentle voice, "Thou art my God," and I'll rejoice! Filled with thy love, I dare proclaim The brightest honors of thy name. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English

Jehovah reigns, his throne is high

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #40 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned; Pardon of backsliding Lyrics: Jehovah reigns, his throne is high, His robes are light and majesty; His glory shines with beams so bright, No mortal can sustain the sight. His terrors keep the world in awe; His justice guards his holy law; His love reveals a smiling face; His truth and promise seal the grace. Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs; His power is sovereign to fulfil The noblest counsels of his will. And will this glorious Lord descend To be my Father and my Friend? Then let my songs with angels join; Heav'n is secure, if God be mine. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English