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O God, in Whom We Live

Author: William P. Gorton Hymnal: Worship and Song #3153 (2011) Meter: Irregular Topics: Darkness; Darkness First Line: O God, in whom we live and move and have our being Scripture: Matthew 2:1 Languages: English Tune Title: AREOPAGUS

Send Us Your Spirit

Author: Dan Schutte Hymnal: Worship and Song #3185 (2011) Meter: 7.10.10.7 Topics: Darkness; Darkness First Line: Send us your Spirit, O Lord Scripture: Psalm 104:29-30 Languages: English Tune Title: EVENING PRAYER

Days of Elijah

Author: Robin Mark Hymnal: Worship and Song #3186 (2011) Meter: Irregular Topics: Darkness; Darkness First Line: These are the days of Elijah Scripture: Isaiah 42:5-7 Languages: English Tune Title: DAYS OF ELIJAH

Psalm 77 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.164 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Hope in darkness; Patience in darkness First Line: To God I cried with mournful voice Lyrics: To God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when troubles rose, And filled the night with fear. Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refused relief; I thought on God the just and wise, But thoughts increased my grief. Still I complained, and still oppressed, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. My overwhelming sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And called thy judgments o'er. I called back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit searched for secret crimes That might withhold thy grace. I called thy mercies to my mind Which I enjoyed before; And will the Lord no more be kind? His face appear no more? Will he for ever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? But I forbid this hopeless thought; This dark, despairing frame, Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er; Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

To GOD I cry'd with mournful Voice

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P77a (1766) Topics: Hope in darkness; Patience in darkness Lyrics: 1 To GOD I cry'd with mournful Voice, I sought his gracious Ear, In the sad Day, when Troubles rose, And filled the Night with Fear. 2 Sad were my Days, and dark my Nights, My Soul refus'd Relief; I thought on GOD the Just and Wise, But Thoughts increas'd my Grief. 3 Still I complain'd, and still opprest, My Heart began to break; My GOD, thy Wrath forbid my Rest, And kept my Eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming Sorrows grew, 'Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy Judgments o'er. 5 I call'd back Years and ancient Times, When I beheld thy Face: My Spirit search'd for secret Crimes That might with-hold thy Grace. 6 I call'd thy Mercies to my Mind Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind? His Face appear no more? 7 Will he for ever cast me off? His Promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender Love? Shall Anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless Thought, This dark despairing Frame, Rememb'ring what thy Hand hath wrought; Thy Hand is still the same. 9 I'll think again of all thy Ways, And talk thy Wonders o'er; Thy Wonders of recov'ring Grace, When Flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwells with Justice on the Throne; And Men that love thy Word, Have in thy Sanctuary known The Counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #134 (1786) Topics: Patience in darkness; Patience in darkness First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad hour, when trouble rose, And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refus'd relief; I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd and still opprest, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade me rest, And kept mine eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, 'Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o’er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit search'd for secret crimes That might with-hold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind; His face appear no more? 7 Will he forever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame: Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. 9 I’ll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o’er, Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwelt with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #134 (1790) Topics: Patience in darkness; Patience in darkness First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad hour, when trouble rose, And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refus'd relief; I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd and still opprest, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade me rest, And kept mine eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, 'Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o’er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit search'd for secret crimes That might with-hold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind; His face appear no more? 7 Will he forever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame: Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. 9 I’ll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o’er, Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwelt with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #136 (1740) Topics: Hope in darkness; Patience in darkness First Line: To GOD I cry'd with mournful Voice Lyrics: 1 To GOD I cry'd with mournful Voice, I sought his gracious Ear, In the sad Day, when Troubles rose, And filled the Night with Fear. 2 Sad were my Days, and dark my Nights, My Soul refus'd Relief; I thought on GOD the Just and Wise, But Thoughts increas'd my Grief. 3 Still I complain'd, and still opprest, My Heart began to break; My GOD, thy Wrath forbad my Rest, And kept my Eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming Sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy Judgments o'er. 5 I call'd back Years and ancient Times When I beheld thy Face; My Spirit search'd for secret Crimes That might with-hold thy Grace. 6 I call'd thy Mercies to my Mind Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind? His Face appear no more? 7 Will he for ever cast me off? His Promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender Love? Shall Anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless Thought; This dark despairing Frame, Rememb'ring what thy Hand hath wrought; Thy Hand is still the same. 9 I'll think again of all thy Ways, And talk thy Wonders o'er; Thy Wonders of recov'ring Grace, When Flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwells with Justice on the Throne; And Men that love thy Word Have in thy Sanctuary known The Counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #143 (1786) Topics: Patience in darkness; Patience in darkness First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad hour, when trouble rose, And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refus'd relief; I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd and still opprest, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade me rest, And kept mine eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, 'Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o’er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit search'd for secret crimes That might with-hold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind; His face appear no more? 7 Will he forever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame, Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. 9 I’ll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o’er, Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwelt with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #143 (1787) Topics: Patience in darkness; Patience in darkness First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad hour, when trouble rose, And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refus'd relief; I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd and still opprest, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade me rest, And kept mine eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, 'Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o’er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit search'd for secret crimes That might with-hold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind; His face appear no more? 7 Will he forever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame, Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. 9 I’ll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o’er, Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwelt with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English