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For evil doers fret thou not

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P37b (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 For evil-doers fret thou not thyself unquietly; nor do thou envy bear to those that work iniquity. 2 For, even like unto the grass, soon be cut down shall they; and, like the green and tender herb they wither shall away. 3 Set thou thy trust upon the Lord, and be thou doing good; and so thou in the land shalt dwell, and verily have food. 4 Delight thyself in God; he’ll give thine heart’s desire to thee. 5 Thy way to God commit, him trust, it bring to pass shall he. 6 And, like unto the light, he shall thy righteousness display; and he thy judgment shall bring forth, like noon-tide of the day. 7 rest in the Lord, and patiently wait for him: do not fret for him who, prospering in his way, success in sin doth get. 8 Let anger cease within thy heart, and wrath forsake, thou too: fret not thyself in any wise, that evil thou should’st do. 9 For those that evil-doers are shall be cut off and fall: but those that wait upon the Lord the earth inherit shall. 10 For yet a little while, and then the wicked shall not be; his place thou shalt consider well, but it thou shalt not see. 11 But by inheritance the earth the meek ones shall possess: they also shall delight themselves in an abundant peace. 12 The wicked gnashes with his teeth, and plots the just to slay; 13 the Lord shall laugh at him, because at hand he sees his day. 14 The wicked have drawn out the sword, and bent their bow, to slay the poor and needy, and to kill men of an upright way. 15 But their own sword, which they have drawn, shall enter their own heart; their bows which they have bent shall break, and into pieces part. 16 A little that a just man hath is more and better far than is the wealth of many such as vile and wicked are. 17 For sinners’ arms shall broken be; the Lord the just sustains. 18 The Lord doth know the just man’s ways; their heritage remains. 19 They shall not be ashamed when they the evil time do see; and when the days of famine are they satisfied shall be. 20 But wicked men, Jehovah's foes, as fat of lambs, decay; they shall consume, yea, into smoke they shall consume away. 21 The wicked borrows, but the same again he doth not pay: whereas the righteous mercy shows, and gives his own away. 22 For such as blessed be of him the earth inherit shall; and they that cursed are of him shall be destroyed all. 23 A good man’s footsteps by the Lord are ordered aright; and in the way wherein he walks he greatly doth delight. 24 Although he fall, yet shall he not be cast down utterly; because the Lord with his own hand upholds him mightily. 25 I have been young, and now am old, yet have I never seen the just man left, nor that his seed for bread have beggars been. 26 He’s ever merciful, and lends: his seed is blest therefore. 27 Depart from evil, and do good, and dwell for evermore. 28 For God loves judgment, and his saints leaves not in any case; they are kept ever: but cut off shall be the sinner’s race. 29 The just inherit shall the land, and ever in it dwell. 30 The just man’s mouth doth wisdom speak; his tongue doth judgment tell. 31 His God's law is within his heart; his steps slide not away. 32 The wicked man doth watch the just, and seeketh him to slay. 33 Yet him the Lord will not forsake, nor leave him in his hands: the righteous will he not condemn, when he in judgment stands. 34 Wait on the Lord, and keep his way, and thee exalt shall he earth to inherit; when cut off the wicked thou shalt see. 35 I saw the wicked great in power spread like a green bay-tree: 36 he passed, yea, was not: him I sought, but found he could not be. 37 Mark thou the perfect, and behold the man of uprightness; because that surely of this man the latter end is peace. 38 But those men that transgressors are shall be destroyed together; the latter end of wicked men shall be cut off for ever. 39 But the salvation of the just is from the Lord above; he in the time of their distress their stay and strength doth prove. 40 The Lord shall help and rescue them; he shall them free and save from wicked men; because in him their confidence they have. Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: ST FRANCES

Fountain of good, to own thy love

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal #282 (1961) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Fountain of good, to own thy love Our thankful hearts incline; What can we render, Lord, to thee, When all the worlds are thine? 2 But thou hast needy brethren here, Partakers of thy grace, Whose names thou wilt thyself confess Before the Father's face. 3 And in their accents of distress Thy pleading voice is heard; In them thou may'st be clothed and fed And visited and cheered. 4 Thy face with rev'rence and with love We in thy poor would see; O may we minister to them, And in them, Lord, to thee. Amen. Topics: Christian Service; The Church The Communion of Saints; Ministry Ordination; Poor Scripture: Matthew 25:40 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FRANCES

Fountain of Good, to Own Thy Love

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1570 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Fountain of good, to own Thy love, Our thankful hearts incline; What can we render, Lord, to Thee, When all the worlds are Thine? 2. But Thou hast needy brethren here, Partakers of Thy grace, Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess Before the Father’s face. 3. And in their accents of distress Thy pleading voice is heard; In them Thou may’st be clothed and fed And visited and cheered. 4. Thy face with rev’rence and with love We in Thy poor would see; O may we minister to them, And in them, Lord, to Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FRANCES

Lord, When My Raptured Thought Surveys

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Friends' Hymnal, a Collection of Hymns and Tunes for the Public Worship of the Society #a92 (1908) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FRANCES

With joy we hail the sacred day

Author: H. Auber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #29a (1898) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 With joy we hail the sacred day, Which God hath called His own; With joy the summons we obey, To worship at His throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair! As here Thy servants throng To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, And pour the grateful song. 3 Spirit of grace, oh, deign to dwell Within Thy Church below! Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow! 4 Let peace within her walls be found; Let all her sons unite To spread the holy zeal around Her clear and shining light. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day Which Thou hast called Thine own; With joy the summons we obey, To worship at Thy throne! Amen. Topics: The Lord's Day; Daily Prayer The Lord's Day Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FRANCES

Our Father! while our hearts unlearn

Author: O. W. Holmes Hymnal: Worship Song #37 (1905) Topics: The Eternal God Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FRANCES

Lord, when my raptured thought surveys

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Hymni Ecclesiae #40 (1911) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FRANCES

As pants the hart for water-brooks

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P42a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 As pants the hart for water-brooks, my soul pants, Lord, for thee; 2 for God, the living God, I thirst; God's courts when shall I see? 3 My tears have unto me been meat both in the night and day, While unto me continually, Where is thy God? they say. 4 My soul is poured out in me, when this I think upon; because that with the multitude I heretofore had gone; with them into God’s house I went, with voice of joy and praise; yea, with the multitude that kept the solemn holy days. 5 O why art thou cast down, my soul? why in me so dismayed? Trust God, for I shall praise him yet; his countenance is mine aid. 6 My God, my soul’s cast down in me: remember thee I will from Jordan’s land, and Hermon's heights, even from Mizar hill. 7 At voice of thy great water-spouts deep unto deep doth call; thy breaking waves pass over me, yea, and thy billows all. 8 His loving-kindness yet the Lord command will in the day; his song is with me in the night; to God, my life, I’ll pray. 9 I'll say to God my rock, O why dost thou forget me so? For the oppression of my foes why do I mourning go? 10 ’Tis as a sword within my bones, when me my foes me upbraid; even when by them, Where is thy God? is daily to me said. 11 O why art thou cast down, my soul? Why thus with grief opprest art thou disquieted in me? In God still hope and rest: for yet I know I shall him praise, who graciously to me the health is of my countenance, yea, mine own God is he. Scripture: Psalm 42 Languages: English Tune Title: ST FRANCES