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Brotherly Love

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #252a (1787) Topics: Blessings of a family; Friendship its blessings; Blessings of a family; Friendship its blessings First Line: Lo, what an entertaining sight Lyrics: 1 Lo, what an entertaining sight Those friendly brethren prove, Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite Of harmony and love. 2 Where streams of bliss from Christ the spring Descend to every soul, And heavenly peace with balmy wing Shades and bedews the whole. 3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet On Aaron's reverend head, The trickling drops perfum'd his feet, And o'er his garments spread. 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Sion's hill, Where God his mildest glory shews, And makes his grace distil. Scripture: Psalm 133 Languages: English

Communion of Saints; or, Love and Worship in a Family

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #252b (1787) Topics: Blessings of a family; Friendship its blessings; Blessings of a family; Friendship its blessings First Line: Blest are the sons of peace Lyrics: 1 Blest are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one, Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet, Their songs of praise, their mingled vows Make their communion sweet. 3 Thus when on Aaron's head They pour'd the rich perfume, The oil through all his raiment spread, And pleasure fill'd the room. 4 Thus on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy like morning dew distils, And all the air is love. Scripture: Psalm 133 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #272 (1740) Topics: Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Praise for temporal blessings First Line: With Songs and Honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the Heav'ns he spreads his Cloud, And Waters veil the Sky. 2 He sends his Show'rs of Blessings down To chear the Plains below; He makes the Grass the Mountains crown, And Corn in Vallies grow. 3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat, He hears the Ravens cry; But Man who tastes his finest Wheat, Should raise his Honours high. 4 His steady Counsels change the Face Of the declining Year; He bids the Sun cut short his Race, And wint'ry Days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the Ground; The liquid Streams forbear to flow, In icy Fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful Stores on high He pours the rattling Hail, The Wretch that dares this GOD defy Shall find his Courage fail. 7 He sends his Word, and melts the Snow, The Fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer Gales to blow, And bids the Spring return. 8 The changing Wind, the flying Cloud, Obey his mighty Word; With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English

Psalm 68 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.146 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Praise for temporal blessings First Line: We bless the Lord, the just, the good Lyrics: We bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food: Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. He sends the sun his circuit round, To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; He bids the clouds with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again. 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death; Safety and health to God belong; He heals the weak, and guards the strong. He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide diff'rence that remains, Is endless joy, or endless pains. The Lord, that bruised the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread; The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound. But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth, or deeper seas, And bring them to his courts above; There shall they taste his special love. Scripture: Psalm 68:19 Languages: English

Psalm 147 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.333 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Blessings of the country; Praise for temporal blessings; Blessings of a nation First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty God Lyrics: O Britain, praise thy mighty God, And make his honors known abroad, He bid the ocean round thee flow; Not bars of brass could guard thee so. Thy children are secure and blest; Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest; He feeds thy sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. Thy changing seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with clatt'ring sound: Where is the man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful cold? He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call the Britons to his praise. To all the isle his laws are shown, His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus revealed his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Psalm 147

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.334 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Blessings of the country; Praise for temporal blessings; Blessings of a nation First Line: With songs and honors sounding loud Lyrics: With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven's cry; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honors high. His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail, The wretch that dares this God defy Shall find his courage fail. He sends his word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English

O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P147b (1766) Topics: Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Praise for temporal blessings Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD, And make his Honours known abroad; He bid the Ocean round thee flow; Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so. 2 Thy Children are secure and blest; Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest; He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat, And adds his Blessing to their Meat. 3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter Rains; His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends, And thus the springing Corn defends. 4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground; His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound: Where is the Man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful Cold? 5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow; The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow; But he hath nobler Works and Ways To call the Britons to his Praise. 6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown, His Gospel through the Nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his Word To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Summer and Winter: A Song for Great-Britain

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #271 (1740) Topics: Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Praise for temporal blessings First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD, And make his Honours known abroad, He bid the Ocean round thee flow; Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so. 2 Thy Children are secure and blest; Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest; He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat, And adds his Blessing to their Meat. 3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter Rains; His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends, And thus the springing Corn defends. 4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground; His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound: Where is the Man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful Cold? 5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow; The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow; But he hath nobler Works and Ways To call the Britons to his Praise. 6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown, His Gospel through the Nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his Word To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

We bless the Lord, the great, the good

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #XIV (1789) Topics: Creation, Preservation, and temporal Blessings The Bounty of God in the Works of Creation Lyrics: 1 We bless the Lord, the great, the good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our Days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round, To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; In plenteous drops of genial rain Revives the grass and swells the grain. 3 His bounteous hand, Great Spring of Good, Provides the whole creation food; He ever gives, yet still has more; His gifts can ne'er decrease his store. 4 We bless the Lord, who reigns above, Whose thoughts are kind, whose name is love; Whose bounty through creation flows, And life and bless on all bestows. 5 O let our souls with joy record The pow'r and goodness of the Lord; How great his works, how kind his ways! Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise. Languages: English

Psalm 147 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.332 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Blessings of the country; Praise for temporal blessings; Blessings of a nation First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav'nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature's skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him. But saints are lovely in his sight, He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks, and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English