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The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

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.) #259 (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 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. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #259 (1790) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 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. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

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.) #261a (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys 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 wintry 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 sounding hail, The wretch that dares his 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 sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #261a (1790) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys 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 wintry 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 sounding hail, The wretch that dares his 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 sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

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.) #276 (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 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. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #276 (1787) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 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. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

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.) #278a (1786) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys 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 wintry 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 sounding hail, The wretch that dares his 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 sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #278a (1787) Topics: Winter and Summer; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys 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 wintry 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 sounding hail, The wretch that dares his 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 sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English

Mistaken souls! that dream of heaven

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #280 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spring and summer; Summer Lyrics: Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n, And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n, While they are slaves to lust! Vain are our fancies, airy flights, If faith be cold and dead; None but a living power unites To Christ the living head. 'Tis faith that changes all the heart; 'Tis faith tbat works by love; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell By a celestial power; This is the grace that shall prevail In the decisive hour. [Faith must obey her Father's will, As well as trust his grace; A pard'ning God is jealous still For his own holiness.] When from the curse he sets us free, He makes our natures clean; Nor would he send his Son to be The minister of sin. [His Spirit purifies our frame, And seals our peace with God; Jesus and his salvation came By water and by blood.] Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English

God is a Spirit just and wise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #333 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spring and summer; Summer Lyrics: God is a Spirit, just and wise, He sees our inmost mind; In vain to beav'n we raise our cries, And leave our souls behind. Nothing but truth before his throne With honor can appear; The painted hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. Their lifted eyes salute the skies, Their bending knees the ground; But God abhors the sacrifice, Where not the heart is found. Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere Then shall I stand before thy face, And find acceptance there. Scripture: John 4:24 Languages: English