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Thrice blest the Man, who ne'er thinks fit

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #1 (1752) Lyrics: 1 Thrice blest the Man, who ne'er thinks fit To walk as wicked Men advise; To stand in Sinners Way, nor sit With those who God, and Man, despise. 2. Whose pious Soul directs his Way By sacred Writ, his sweet Delight, Thro' all the Labours of the Day; And meditates thereon by Night. 3. As planted Trees, by Rivers Sides, Yield timely Fruit, a vast Encrease; So in fresh Verdure he abides, And God his handy work will bless. 4. But those that spurn at sacred Laws, Shall no such Favour with him find; For God will blast them, and their Cause, And whirl, as Chaff, before the Wind. 5 However, in the Judgment Day The Wicked shall not stand the Light; Mix wit the Righteous shall not they, Nor any formal Hypocrite. 6. The Lord, who now with Pleasure view, Will then applaud, the just Man's Way; But who his Name and Word abuse, Shall feel his Wrath, and melt away. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English

Why do the Heathen furious rage

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #2 (1752) Lyrics: 1 Why do the Heathen furious rage, And in such Tumults join? Why do the People madly storm, And such vain Schemes design? 2 The Gentile Kings unite their Strength, And Israel's Priests contrive; Against the Lord they bend their Force, Against his CHRIST they strive. 3 "Come say they, let us break their Bands "Shall we them Homage pay; "We'll ne'er submit to their hard Yoke, "We'll cast their Cords away. 4 But he that sits in Heav'n, beholds, With a disdainful Smile; The Lord, their feeble Strength derides, Their Malice, and their Guile. 5 Then, in his Wrath, he'll speak aloud. And thunder in their Ears; While hov'ring Vengeance fills their Souls, With dreadful vexing Fears. 6 "Know, mine anointed King, I've fix'd "On Zion's sacred Plot; 7 " 'Tis my Decree; thou art my Son, "This Day I Thee begot. 8 "Ask me, I'll give the Heathen Tribes "For thine Inheritance; "Thro' utmost Bounds of Earth, thy Sway "Shall gloriously advance. 9 "Thou shalt them crush, who dare rebel, "As with an Iron Rod; "Them, as a Potter's Vessel, dasht, "In Pieces spread abroad. 10 Be wise, now, O ye Kings, and hear. Earth's Judges, his mild Voice: 11 Serve ye the Lord with Fear, before Him tremble, and rejoice. 12 Kiss ye the Son, lest flaming Wrath You in your Way surprize; His Wrath's but kindling yet: they're blest Whose Trust on him relies. Scripture: Psalm 2 Languages: English

Why do the Heathen madly rage

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #3 (1752) Lyrics: 1. Why do the Heathen madly rage. And in assembled Tumults join? Why do rash People thus engage, And such vain fruitless Schemes design? 2. Kings of the Earth their Force unite, And Rulers their deep Plots contrive; Against the Lord they vent their Spite, Against his CHRIST they boldly strive. 3 Come, say they, let us break their Bands, "Shall we our Homage to them pay? "We'll ne'er be Slaves to their Commands, "We'll cast their servile Cords away. 4. But he who sits enthron'd on high, Beholds with a disdainful Smile; The Lord who rules above the Sky, Derides their Strength, their Rage, and Guile. 5. Then to them, in his Wrath, he speaks. While Vengeance in his Thunder rowls; His hot Displeasure on them breaks, And sore Vexation fills their Souls. 6. "Know ye, that I have fix'd the Throne, "Of mine anointed King most sure, "On Zion's sacred Hill alone; "There it forever stands secure. 7 "This is the firm Decree I've made, " 'Tis past in Heav'n, and changeth not; "Thou art my Son, (Jehovah said) " This very Day I Thee begot. 8. "Ask, now, my Son, I'll freely give; "Inherit thou the Heathen Lands; "Thro' utmost Bounds of Earth receive "Subjection to thy just Commands. 9. "Thou shalt them crush, who dare oppose, "As with a massy Iron Rod; "Thou shalt in Pieces dash thy Foes, "As Potters Vessels spread abroad. 10. Be wise, now, O ye Kings, and hear. Ye Judges of the Earth, his Voice: 11. Serve ye the Lord with inward Fear, Before him tremble, and rejoice. 12. Kiss ye the Son, lest in the Way Ye perish, when his Anger glows; Lest kindling Wrath your Crimes repay, Bless'd all in him their Trust repose. Scripture: Psalm 2 Languages: English

O Lord, my Troublers great are grown

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #4 (1752) Lyrics: 1. O Lord, my Troublers great are grown. And many up against me rise, 2. They say, his Soul is left alone. And God all Help to him denies. 3. But thou, Lord, art a Shield to me, And thy Defence is round me spread; Thou art my Glory; I shall see Thee high, in Honour, raise my Head. 4. When, heretofore, my humble Pray'r To God I made, in like Distress, He, from his holy Hill, did hear My Voice, and all my Fears suppress. 5. I then could lay me down, and take My quiet Sleep, secure by Night; And in the Morning safe awake, O Lord, supported by thy Might. 6. Why should I then, be now afraid; Or of thy timely Help despair? Tho', round encamp'd about me, laid, Ten Thousands of the People are. 7. Now rise, O Lord, my God, me save; For all my Foes have felt thy Stroak Full in the Face; and by Thee have The Teeth of wicked Men been broke. 8. Salvation to the Lord alone. As his peculiar Right, pertains; On those thou chusest for thine own. Thy Blessing ever sure remains. Scripture: Psalm 3 Languages: English

O God, my Righteousness who art

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #5 (1752) Lyrics: 1. O God, my Righteousness who art, Whene'er I call, give Ear; Thou hast enlarg'd me when distress'd, Have Mercy, now, and hear. 2. Ye Sons of Men, how long will ye My Glory turn to Shame? How long will ye love Vanity And me with Lyes defame? 3. But know, the Lord hath set apart The Godly for his own ; The Lord will hear, when unto him, I make my humble Moan. 4. Then stand in Awe, and do not sin. But commune with thy Heart, While resting on thy Bed, and learn Contentment's noble Art. 5. Offer to God pure Sacrifice, Free from all conscious Blame; Then confidently put your Trust Upon Jehovah's Name 6. While many Worldlings eager cry. Who'l cause us Good to see? The chearing Light, Lord, of thy Face, Let on us lifted be. 7. Then wilt thou fill my Heart with Joy, More lasting, and divine. Than they can boast, whose fruitful Years Encrease their Corn and Wine. 8. Therefore I'll lay me down in Peace, And sweet Repose will take; For me in Confidence to dwell Thou, Lord, alone, do'st make. Scripture: Psalm 4 Languages: English

Unto my Words, O Lord, give Ear

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #6 (1752) Lyrics: 1. Unto my Words, O Lord, give Ear; My secret Meditation weigh; 2. My mournful Cry, in Mercy, hear; My King, my God, to Thee I'll pray. 3. Soon as the op'ning Morn's begun, My humble Voice, thou, Lord, shalt hear; To Thee, I'll, with the rising Sun, Lift up mine Eyes, and make my Pray'r. 4. Thou, Lord, in Sin hast no Delight; Neither shall Evil dwell with Thee; 5. Nor wicked Fools stand in thy Sight; Thou hat'st who work Iniquity. 6. Thou surely wilt them all destroy, That raise, and spread, pernicious Lies; The Lord abhors such as employ Themselves in Blood, and Guile devise. 7. But I, thro' thine abundant Grace, Again shall to thy House repair; And now, towards thy holy Place, I look, and worship, in thy Fear. 8. Lord, lead me in thy Righteousness, My spiteful Foes observant grow ; Make plain, and right, before my Face, The Way in which I ought to go. 9. For in their Mouth, no Faith they have, Their inward Part's perversly wrong; Their Throat is like an open Grave; They basely flatter with their Tongue. 10. Their secret Guilt, O Lord, detect, By their own Counsels let them fall; Them, for their many Crimes reject For they are harden'd Rebels all. 11. Let those rejoice that trust in Thee, And loud, with Shouts, their Joy proclaim; For thou wilt their Protection be; Let them rejoice that love thy Name. 12. For thou, O Lord, to righteous Men, Wilt make thy Blessing to extend; As with a Shield, thy Favour, them Shall, round on ev'ry Side defend. Scripture: Psalm 5 Languages: English

O Lord, when thou do'st me rebuke

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #7 (1752) Lyrics: 1. O Lord, when thou do'st me rebuke. Let not thine Anger rise; Nor thy Displeasure Fury grow. When thou do'st me chastise. 2. Have Mercy upon me, O Lord, Weakness my Strength restrains; O Lord, my Health, and Ease restore; My Bones are rack'd with Pains. 3. My Griefs, so many, and so great. They e'en distract my Mind ; But, Lord how long shall I endure, E'er I Relief shall find. 4. In Pity, now, O Lord return, Raise my dejected Soul; And for thy tender Mercy's Sake, O save, and make me whole. 5. If I to Death's dark Vault descend, There none record thy Name; For who can in the silent Grave, With Thanks, thy Praise proclaim? 6. Weary, and faint with Groans, I make The Bed on which I lay. Each Night, to swim with flowing Tears; And bathe my Couch by Day. 7. Continual Grief has quite consum'd The Vigour of mine Eyes; They're waxed dim, and old, because Of all mine Enemies. 8. But now, vile Men depart from me. Nor in vain Plots rejoice; Because the Lord will sure regard. My Tears, and mournful Voice. 9. God, who of old heard my Request, My present Suit will hear; The Lord will graciously receive, And answer, all my Prayer. 10. Then shall my Foes be cloath'd with Shame, With sore Vexation fraught; Yea, blush, and rage, to see their Schemes, To sudden Ruin brought. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

O Lord, my God, in thee alone

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #9 (1752) Lyrics: 1. O Lord, my God, in Thee alone, I do my Trust repose; Deliver me from cruel Men, And save me from my Foes. 2. Lest, as a roaring Lyon, he My helpless Soul should tear; Lest it in Pieces he shall rend. When no Deliv'rer's near. 3. O Lord, my God, if this I've done, As falsy they accus'd; If e'er sucb Guilt hath stain'd my Hands, That him I have abus'd; 4. If I have render'd 111 to him. Who was at Peace with me ; (Yea, I've deliver'd him that is My causless Enemy;) 5. Then let my Foe pursue my Soul, Take it, and fill his Lust; My Life tread down to Earth, and lay Mine Honour in the Dust. 6. Rise, Lord, in Anger lift thy Self, Mine Enemies Rage restrain; Awake, for me the Judgment grant Thou did'st of old ordain. 7. So shall the Tribes Thee compass round. And to thy Courts repair; For their Sake therefore, O return, And shine in Glory there. 8. Thou, Lord, the Judge of all the Earth, As righteous is my Case, So judge me, Lord, and as my Heart Is right before thy Face. Second Part 9. Let vile Men's base Designs now cease, But stablish thou the Just; For, righteous Lord, their Heart, and Reins, Search thorowly thou do'st. 10. God's my Defence, the upright Heart He'll save from spiteful Foes. 11. God's a just Judge, with wicked Men He daily angry grows. 12. Unless the Wicked will repent, God will his Vengeance show; He now has whet his glittering Sword, Has fix'd, and bent his Bow. 13. His many Instruments of Death. Ready prepared ly; And at fierce Persecutors Breasts, His pointed Arrows fly. 14. Lo, as with trav'ling Pains, he toyls To work Iniquity; He Mischief long conceives, and yet. At last, brings forth a Lye. 15. For me he made a secret Pit, He dig'd it deep, and wide; But in the Ditch his Hands had form'd. Did unexpected slide. 16. His Mischief surely shall return On his own Head at last; His violent Dealings shall come down, And on his Crown be cast. 17. Therefore I'll praise the sov'rain Lord, For all his righteous Ways; And to the Name of God most high, I'll sing my Songs of Praise. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

O Lord our Lord, in all the earth

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #11 (1752) Lyrics: 1. O Lord, our Lord, in all the Earth, How excellent's thy Name! Who hast the Heav'ns far above, Established thy Fame. 2. From Mouths of Babes and Sucklings, thou Ordained hast thy Praise; Which puts to silence impious Tongues, The Self Avenger stays. 3. When I survey the vast Expance, Form'd by thy Finger's Might. Or view the Moon, and glitt'ring Stars, Ordain'd to rule the Night: 4. Lord! What is feeble Man! that thou Do'st bear him still in Mind ? And what the Son of Man, whom thou To visit art so kind ? 5. Thou, him but little lower mad'st, Than Angels round thy Throne; With Glory thou did'st him adorn, And with high Honours crown. 6. Thou gav'st him, o'er thy handy Works, Dominion's regal Seat; And all Things in Subjection put, Beneath his royal Feet: 7. All Flocks, and Herds, and Beasts of Prey; And Birds that beat the Air; The Fish that cleave the briny Sea, And all that passeth there. 9. O Lord, our Lord, who may compare With thine unrival'd Fame? Thro' all the Earth, from Pole to Pole, How excellent's thy Name. Scripture: Psalm 8 Languages: English

With all my Heart, eternal God

Hymnal: NVPD1752 #12 (1752) Lyrics: 1. With all my Heart, eternal God, I'll celebrate thy Praise; I'll shew forth all thy wondrous Works, Of Judgment, and of Grace. 2. With Gladness I will tune my Song; In Thee I will rejoice' O thou Most-high! Praise to thy Name, I'll sing with chearful Voice. 3. When thou shalt rout my haughty Foes, And put their Troops to flight; With Terror, at thy Presence struck They fall, and perish quite. 4. For thou my Right had still maintain'd, And made my Cause thine own; In Righteousness thou judged hast, From thine imperial Throne. 5. The Heathen thou hast sure rebuk'd, And laid the Wicked waste; Thou hast cast out their Name as vile. Them evermore disgrac'd. 6. O thou proud Foe, thy wasting Pow'r To utter End is brought! Their Cities thou hast overthrown, Their Name is quite forgot. 7. But God, the Lord, for evermore, Remains the living One; Who, from of Old, for Judgment hath Prepar'd his royal Throne. 8. And he, the Nations of the Earth, Shall judge in Righteousness; Unbias'd Judgment he shall give To greater, and the less, 9. The Lord will prove a sure Defence To them that are opprest; And when distressing Times prevail. His Refuge yields them Rest. 10. Therefore, all they that know thy Name, Their Trust in Thee will place: For thou, Lord, ne'er forsakest those. Who humbly seek thy Face. Second PART. 11. Sing Praises to the Lord, who dwells In Zion, his chief Care; The many Wonders he hath done. To all the World declare. 12. When he, for Blood, Enquiry makes, His Vengeance speedy flys; The Meek oppress'd he'll not forget, But hear their humble Cryes, 13. Have Mercy on me, Lord, and weigh The Troubles which I bear, From envious Foes; O thou who do'st From Gates of Death me rear. 14. That I, amidst assembled Crowds, May shew forth all thy Praise, In Zion's Gates; and Shouts of Joy, In thy Salvation raise. 15. Down in the Pit the Heathen sink. Which they themselves have made; Their own Foot's taken in the Net, Which guilefully they laid. 16. Thus, by the Judgments he deals forth, Jehovah is made known! While impious Men are justly snar'd. In Works that, are their own. 17. The Wicked shall, at length, be turn'd Down to a painful Hell; There all the Nations of the Earth, That God forget, shall dwell. 18. The humble shall not be forgot. And fruitlessly complain; Nor shall the poor oppress'd Man's Hope Forever be in vain. 10. Rise, Lord, and let not wicked Men Prevail against my Right; O, let the Heathen World be judg'd. In thine all-piercing Sight. 20. O Lord, with Terrors strike their Minds, Fill them with Dread of Thee; That they're but feeble, mortal, Men, The Nations all may see. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English