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The man is ever blest

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 117 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The man is ever blest Who shuns the sinner's ways, Amongst their counsels never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place: 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heav'nly fruit. 4 Not so th' ungoldy race, They no such blessings find: Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet? 6 He knows and he approves The ways the righteous go: But sinners, and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. Scripture: Psalm 1

Why did the Jews proclaim their rage

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 20 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Why did the Jews proclaim their rage, The Romans, why their swords employ, Against the Lord their pow'rs engage, His dear Anointed to destroy? 2 'Come, let us break his bands,' they say, 'This man shall never give us laws;' And thus they cast his yoke away, And nail'd the Monarch to the cross. 3 But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls; He'll smite their hearts with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4 'I will maintain the King I made, 'On Zion's everlasting hill; 'My hand shall bring him from the dead, 'And he shall stand your sov'reign still. 5 [His wond'rous rising from the earth, Makes his eternal Godhead known: The Lord declares his heav'nly birth, 'This day have I begot my Son. 6 'Ascend, my Son, to my right hand, 'There thou shalt ask, and I bestow 'The utmost bounds of Heathen land; 'To thee their northern isles shall bow.'] 7 But nations that resist his grace Shall fall beneath his iron stroke; His rod shall crush his foes with ease, As potter's earthen work I broke. Pause. 8 Now ye who sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord the Lamb: Now to his feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name. 9 With humble love address the Son, Lest he grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, If ye provoke his jealousy. 10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell: He is a God, and ye but dust; Happy the souls that know him well, And make his grace their only trust. Scripture: Psalm 2

O God of grace and rigteousness

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 40 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain: Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame; How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Savior's name? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside; He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ that dy'd. 4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say, 'Who will bestow some earthly good?' But, Lord, thy light and love we pray, Our souls desire this heav'nly food. 6 Then shall my cheerful pow'rs rejoice At grace and favors so divine; Nor will I change my happy choice, For all their corn and all their wine. Scripture: Psalm 4:1-3

Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 36 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness doth chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise. 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal. 3 See how I pass my weary days In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes and dims my sight. 4 Look how the pow'rs of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair: But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6

O Lord, our God, how wond'rous great

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 67 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O Lord our God, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name! The glories of thy heav'nly state, Let men and babes proclaim. 2 When I behold your works on high, The moon that rules the night, The stars that well adorn the sky, Those moving worlds of light; 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou shouldst visit him with grace, And love my nature so; 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than the angels are, To save a dying worm? [5 Yet while he liv'd on earth, unknown, And man would not adore, Th' obedient seas and fishes own His Godhead and his pow'r. 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet; And fish, at his command, Bring their large shoals to Peter's net, Bring tribute to his hand. 7 These smaller glories of the Son, Shone thro' the fleshly cloud: Now we behold him on his throne, And men confess him God.] 8 Let him be crown'd with majesty, Who bow'd his head to death: And be his honors sounded high By all things that have breath. 9 Jesus, our Lord, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name! The glories of thy heav'nly state Let the whole earth proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 8

Almighty Ruler of the skies

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 78 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Almighty Ruler of the skies, Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. 2 To thee the voices of the young, There sounding notes of honor raise; And babes with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy pow'r assist their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground; To still the bold blasphemers' rage, And all their policies confound. 4 Children amidst thy temple throng, To see their great Redeemer's face; The Son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests, In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their breasts, While Jewish babes proclaim their King. Scripture: Psalm 8:1-2

Fools in their hearts believe and say

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 62 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Fools in their hearts believe and say, 'That all religion’s vain; 'There is no God that reigns on high, 'Or minds th’ affairs of men.' 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord from his celestial throne Look'd down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 4 By nature all are gone astray; Their practice all the same: There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand; There’s none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit; Their slanders never cease: How swift to mischief are their feet! Nor know the paths of peace! 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 'Till grace refine the ground. Scripture: Psalm 14

Are sinners now so senseless grown

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 35 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour; And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust, Great God, confound their pride! 4 O that the joyful day were come, To finish our distress! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 56 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee; But have no merits there to plead; My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest, How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth To give a relish to their wine: I love the men of heav'nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Scripture: Psalm 16

How fast their guilt and sorrows rise

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 29 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. 2 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name forever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. Scripture: Psalm 16