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Search Me, O God

Author: J. Edwin Orr Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #460 (1990) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Scripture: Psalm 139:1 First Line: Search me, O God, and know my heart today Lyrics: 1 Search me, O God, and know my heart today; try me, O Savior, know my thoughts, I pray. See if there be some wicked way in me; cleanse me from every sin and set me free. 2 I praise thee, Lord, for cleansing me from sin; fulfill thy Word and make me pure within. Fill me with fire where once I burned with shame; grant my desire to magnify thy name. 3 Lord, take my life, and make it wholly thine; fill my poor heart with thy great love divine. Take all my will, my passion, self, and pride; I now surrender, Lord--in me abide. 4 O Holy Spirit, revival comes from thee; send a revival--start the work in me. Thy Word declares thou wilt supply our need; for blessings now, O Lord, I humbly plead. Topics: Cleansing; Confession; Dedications of Life; Holy Spirit renewing; Sin; Surrender Languages: English Tune Title: MAORI
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From deep distress and troubled thoughts

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #632 (1868) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 139 Topics: The Christian Conflict wiht Sin; Hope Under Conviction
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From deep distress and troubled thoughts

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #632 (1868) Scripture: Psalm 139 Topics: The Christian Conflict wiht Sin; Hope Under Conviction
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Thou Lord, by strictest Search hast known

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #CXXXIX (1760) Scripture: Psalm 139 Lyrics: 1 Thou, Lord, by strictest Search hast known 2 My rising up and lying down; My secret Thoughts are known to Thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 3 Thine Eye my Bed and Path surveys, My publick Haunts and private Ways; 4 Thou know'st what 'tis my Lips would vent, My yet unutter'd Words intent. 5 Surrounded by thy Pow'r I stand, On ev'ry Side I find thy Hand. 6 O Skill, for human Reach too high! Too dazzling bright for mortal Eye! 7 O could I so perfidious be, To think of once deserting thee! Where, Lord, could I thy Influence shun? Or whither from thy Presence run? 8 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light: Or sink to Hell's infernal Plains, 'Tis there Almighty Vengeance reigns. 9 If I the Morning's Wings could gain, And fly beyond the Western Main, 10 Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 11 Or should I try to shun thy Sight Beneath the sable Wings of Night; One Glance from Thee, one piercing Ray Would kindle Darkness into Day. 12 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy all-searching Eyes: Thro' Midnight Shades thou find'st thy Way, As in the blazing Noon of Day. 13 Thou know'st the Texture of my Heart, My Reins and ev'ry vital Part; Each single Thread, in Nature's Loom, By Thee was cover'd in the Womb. 14 I'll praise Thee from whose Hands I came, A Work of such a curious Frame; The Wonders Thou in me hast shown, My Soul with grateful Joy must own. 15 Thine Eyes my Substance did survey, While yet a lifeless Mass it lay, In secret how exactly wrought, E'er from its dark Inclosure brought. 16 Thou didst the shapeless Embrio see, Its Parts were registred by Thee: Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Form'd by the Model of thy Book. 17 Let me acknowledge too, O God, That since this Maze of Life I trod, Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 18 Far sooner could I reckon o'er The Sands upon the Ocean's Shore: Each Morn revising what I've done, I find th' Account but new begun. 19 The Wicked Thou shalt slay, O God: Depart from me, ye Men of Blood, 20 Whose Tongues Heav'n's Majesty profane, And take th' Almighty's Name in vain. 21 Lord, hate not I their impious Crew, Who thee with Enmity pursue? And does not Grief my Heart oppress, When Reprobates thy Law transgress? 22 Who practise Enmity to Thee, Shall utmost Hatred have from me; Such Men I utterly detest, As if they were my Foes profest. 23,24 Search, try, O God, my Thoughts and Heart, If Mischief lurks in any Part; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect Way. Languages: English
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Thou, LORD, by strictest Search hast known

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXXXIX (1767) Scripture: Psalm 139 Lyrics: 1 Thou, LORD, by strictest Search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret Thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 2 Thine Eye my Bed and Path surveys, My public Haunts and private Ways; Thou know'st what 'tis my Lips would vent, My yet unutter'd Words' Intent. 3 Surrounded by thy Pow'r I stand, On every Side I find thy Hand; O Skill, for human Reach too high! Too dazzling bright for mortal Eye! 4 O, could I so perfidious be, To think of once deserting thee; Where, LORD, could I thy Influence shun, Or whither from thy Presence run? 5 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light, If down to Hell's infernal Plains, 'Tis there Almighty Vengeance reigns. 6 If I the Morning's Wings could gain, And fly beyond the Western Main; Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 7 Or should I try to shun thy Sight Beneath the sable Clouds of Night; One Glance from thee, on piercing Ray Would kindle Darkness into Day. 8 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy all-searching Eyes; Thro' Midnight Shades thou find'st thy Way, As in the blazing Noon of Day. 9 Thou know'st the Texture of my Heart, My Reins and ev'ry vital Part; Each single Thread in Nature's Loom, By thee was cover'd in the Womb. 10 I'll praise thee, from whose Hands I came, A Work of such a curious Frame; The Wonders thou in me hast shown, My Soul with grateful Joy must own. 11 Thine Eyes my Substance did survey, Whilst yet a lifeless Mass it lay, In secret; how exactly wrought, Ere from its dark Enclosure brought. 12 Thou didst the shapeless Embryo see, Its Parts were register'd by thee; Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Form'd by the Model of thy Book. 13 Let me acknowledge too, O GOD! That since this Maze of Life I trod, Thy Thoughts of Love to me, surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 14 Far sooner could I reckon o'er The Sands upon the Ocean's Shore: Each Morn revising what I've done, I find th' Account but new begun. 15 The Wicked thou shalt slay, O GOD! Depart from me, ye Men of Blood, Whose Tongues Heav'n's Majesty profane, And take th' Almighty's Name in vain. 16 LORD, hate not I their impious Crew, Who thee with Enmity pursue? And does not Grief my Heart oppress, When Reprobates thy Law transgress? 17 Who practise Enmity to Thee, Shall utmost Hatred have from me; Such Men I utterly detest, As if they were my Foes profess'd. 18 Search, try, O GOD, my Thoughts and Heart, If Mischief lurks in any Part; Correct me, whem I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect Way. Topics: Songs of Praise to God his Majesty and Attributes Languages: English Tune Title: [Thou, Lord, by strictest Search hast known]
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Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #P.X (1789) Scripture: Psalm 139 Lyrics: 1 Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and paths surveys, My publick haunts and private ways; Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent, My yet unutter'd words' intent. 3 Surrounded by thy pow'r I stand; On ev'ry side I find thy hand. O skill, for human reach too high! Too dazzling bright for mortal eye! 4 Let me acknowledge, too, O God, That since this maze of life I trod, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The pow'r of numbers to recount: 5 Far sooner could I reckon o'er The sands upon the ocean's shore: Each morn, revising what I've done, I find th' account but new begun. 6 Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurks in any part; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect way. Topics: Psalms of Praise and Adoration Languages: English
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Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known

Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #CXXXIX (1793) Scripture: Psalm 139
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Thou, LORD, by strictest search hast known

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship #P.X (1805) Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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Thou Lord, by strictest search hast known

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms with occasional hymns (Charleston hymnal) #P.XL (1792) Scripture: Psalm 139:1-6 Lyrics: 1 Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys, My public haunts and private ways; Thou know's what 'tis my lips would vent, My yet unutter'd words' intent. 3 Surrounded by thou pow'r I stand, On ev'ry side I find thy hand, O skill for human reach too high! Too dazzling bright for mortal eye! 4 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Through midnight shades thou find'st thy way, As in the blazing noon of day. 5 Search, search, O God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurks in any part, Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect way. Part II. 6 Let me acknowledge, O my God, That, since this mzae of life I trod, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The pow'r of numbers to recount. 7 If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st, enthron'd in light; If down to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there Almighty vengeance reigns. 8 If I the morning's wings could gain, And fly beyond the western main, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or, should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the sable wings of night; One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. Languages: English
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Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known

Hymnal: Hymnal #52 (1874) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 139 Topics: The Christian Year Ash Wednesday and Lent Languages: English

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