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Thou Who Wast Rich beyond All Splendor
Author: Frank Houghton, 1894-1972 Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #324 (2018) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.8 Topics: Poor Scripture: 2 Corinthians 8:9 Languages: English Tune Title: QUELLE EST CETTE ODEUR AGRÉABLE
Thou Who Wast Rich beyond All Splendor
Why dost thou stand afar
Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal #508 (1961) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Poor Lyrics: 1 Why dost thou stand afar,
O Lord, in our distress?
And why dost thou conceal thyself
When troublous times oppress?
2 Do thou, O Lord, arise;
O God, lift up thy hand;
Forget thou not the suff'ring poor,
The humble in the land.
3 Their foes thou dost behold,
Their wrongs thou wilt repay;
The poor commit themselves to thee,
Thou art the orphan's stay.
4 Thou, Lord, hast heard their pray'r
When humble hearts drew nigh;
Thou also wilt revive their strength
And ever hear their cry.
5 Defend the fatherless,
And all who are oppressed,
That they by human pride and pow'r
May be no more distressed.
Amen. Scripture: Psalm 10 Languages: English Tune Title: CLIFTON
Why dost thou stand afar
Psalm 15
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.29 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Poor charity to them First Line: Who shall inhabit in thy hill Lyrics:
Who shall inhabit in thy hill,
O God of holiness?
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near his throne of grace?
The man that walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous hands;
That trusts his Maker's promises,
And follows his commands.
He speaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor slanders with his tongue;
Will scarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbor wrong.
The wealthy sinner he contemns,
Loves all that fear the Lord;
And though to his own hurt he swears,
Still he performs his word.
His hands disdain a golden bribe,
And never gripe the poor:
This man shall dwell with God on earth,
And find his heav'n secure.
Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English
Psalm 15
Psalm 15
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.30 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Poor charity to them First Line: Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place Lyrics:
Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place,
Great God, and dwell before thy face?
The man that minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below;
Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean,
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue;
He hates to do his neighbor wrong.
[Scarce will he trust an ill report,
Nor vents it to his neighbor's hurt:
Sinners of state he can despise,
But saints are honored in his eyes.]
[Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good;
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.]
[He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.]
He loves his enemies, and prays
For those that curse him to his face
And doth to all men still the same
That he would hope or wish from them.
Yet, when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone:
This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.
Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English
Psalm 15
Psalm 37 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.86 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Poor charity to them; Charity to the poor First Line: Why should I vex my soul, and fret Lyrics:
Why should I vex my soul, and fret
To see the wicked rise?
Or envy sinners waxing great
By violence and lies?
As flowery grass, cut down at noon,
Before the ev'ning fades,
So shall their glories vanish soon
In everlasting shades.
Then let me make the Lord my trust,
And practise all that's good;
So shall I dwell among the just,
And he'll provide me food.
I to my God my ways commit,
And cheerful wait his will;
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet,
Shall my desires fulfil.
Mine innocence shalt thou display,
And make thy judgments known,
Fair as the light of dawning day,
And glorious as the noon.
The meek at last the earth possess,
And are the heirs of heav'n;
True riches, with abundant peace,
To humble souls are giv'n.
Rest in the Lord, and keep his way,
Nor let your anger rise,
Though Providence should long delay
To punish haughty vice.
Let sinners join to break your peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam;
The Lord derides them, for he sees
Their day of vengeance come.
They have drawn out the threat'ning sword,
Have bent the murd'rous bow,
To slay the men that fear the Lord,
And bring the righteous low.
My God shall break their bows, and burn
Their persecuting darts,
Shall their own swords against them turn,
And pain surprise their hearts.
Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15 Languages: English
Psalm 37 Part 1
Psalm 37 Part 3
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.88 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Poor charity to them; Charity to the poor First Line: My God, the steps of pious men Lyrics:
My God, the steps of pious men
Are ordered by thy will;
Though they should fall, they rise again,
Thy hand supports them still.
The Lord delights to see their ways,
Their virtue he approves;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace,
Nor leave the men he loves.
The heav'nly heritage is theirs,
Their portion and their home;
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs
Of blessings long to come.
Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men,
Nor fear when tyrants frown;
Ye shall confess their pride was vain,
When justice casts them down.
The haughty sinner have I seen,
Nor fearing man nor God,
Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green,
Spreading his arms abroad.
And lo! he vanished from the ground,
Destroyed by hands unseen;
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found
Where all that pride had been.
But mark the man of righteousness,
His several steps attend;
True pleasure runs through all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English
Psalm 37 Part 3
Psalm 112
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.245 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Poor charity to them; Charity to the poor First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics:
That man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renowned;
His house the seat of wealth shall be,
An inexhausted treasury,
And with successive honors crowned.
His lib'ral favors he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends;
A gen'rous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs
And thus he's just to all mankind.
His hands, while they his alms bestowed,
His glory's future harvest sowed;
The sweet remembrance of the just,
Like a green root, revives and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,
When dying nature sleeps in dust.
Beset with threat'ning dangers round,
Unmoved shall he maintain his ground;
His conscience holds his courage up:
The soul that's filled with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night,
And sees in darkness beams of hope.
[Ill tidings never can surprise
His heart that fixed on God relies,
Though waves and tempests roar around:
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drowned.
The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations crossed;
They and their envy, pride, and spite,
Sink down to everlasting night,
And all their names in darkness lost.]
Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English
Psalm 112
Blest is the man, whose breast can move
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XLI (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Charity to the Poor Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man, whose breast can move,
And melt with pity to the poor,
Whose soul, by sympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow saints endure.
2 His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hands can do;
He in the time of gen'ral grief
Shall find the Lord hath mercy too.
3 His soul shall live secure on earth
With sacred blessings on his head,
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth,
Around him multiply their dead.
4 Or if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiv’n,
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heav’n. Scripture: Psalm 41 Languages: English
Blest is the man, whose breast can move
Praise to the Sov'reign of the sky
Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #CI (1789) Topics: Confidence and Resignation God the Comfort of the pious Poor Lyrics: 1 Praise to the Sov'reign of the sky,
Who from his lofty throne
Looks down on all that humble lie,
And calls such souls his own.
2 The haughty sinner he disdains,
Tho' gems his temples crown;
And from the seat of pomp and pride,
His vengeance hurls him down.
3 On his afflicted pious poor
He makes his face to shine;
He fills their cottages of clay
With lustre all divine.
4 Among the meanest of thy flock
There let my dwelling be,
Rather than under gilded roofs,
If absent, Lord, from thee. Languages: English
Praise to the Sov'reign of the sky
Why doth the wealthy wicked boast
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XXXVII.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Charity to the Poor Lyrics: 11 Why do the wealthy wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest portion of the just,
Excels the sinner’s gold.
12 The wicked borrows of his friends,
But ne’er designs to pay;
The saint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
13 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives
Amongst the sons of need;
His mem'ry to long ages lives
And blessèd is his seed.
14 His lips abhor to talk profane,
To slander or defraud;
His ready tongue declares to men
What he has learn'd of God.
15 The law and gospel of the Lord
Deep in his heart abide;
Led by the spirit and the word,
His feet shall never slide.
16 When sinners fall, the righteous stand,
Preserv'd from every snare;
They shall possess the promis'd land
And dwell for ever there. Scripture: Psalm 37:11-16 Languages: English
Why doth the wealthy wicked boast
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