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Divine Instruction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #48a (1790) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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Lord, I would spread my sore Distress

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P51d (1766) Topics: Backsliding soul restored Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore Distress And Guilt before thine Eyes; Against thy Laws, against thy Grace How high my Crimes arise! 2 Shouldst thou condemn my Soul to Hell, And crush my Flesh to Dust, Heav'n would approve thy Vengeance well, And Earth must own it just. 3 I from the Stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my Original is Shame, And all my Nature Sin. 4 Born in a World of Guilt, I drew Contagion with my Breath, And as my Days advanc'd, I grew A juster Prey for Death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and chear my Soul With thy forgiving Love; O make my broken Spirit whole, And bid my Pains remove. 6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy Face; Create anew my vicious Heart, And fill it with thy Grace. 7 Then will I make thy Mercy known Before the Sons of Men; Backsliders shall address thy Throne, And turn to GOD again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

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.) #52 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #52 (1787) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

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.) #53a (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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Divine Instruction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #53a (1787) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10 Languages: English
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A Penitent pleading for Pardon

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.) #93 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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A Penitent pleading for Pardon

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #93 (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found? 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed

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.) #94a (1786) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #94a (1790) Topics: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored; Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion restored First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we'er defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true; Oh make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hysop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to attone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

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