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Up from my youth, may Israel say

Hymnal: Book of Hymns and Tunes, comprising the psalms and hymns for the worship of God, approved by the general assembly of 1866, arranged with appropriate tunes... by authority of the assembly of 1873 #183e (1874) Hymnal Title: Book of Hymns and Tunes, comprising the psalms and hymns for the worship of God, approved by the general assembly of 1866, arranged with appropriate tunes... by authority of the assembly of 1873 Languages: English
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Up from my youth, may Israel say

Hymnal: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony #WP129 (1817) Hymnal Title: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony
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Up from my youth, may Isra'l say

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.CXXIX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book Lyrics: 1 Up from my youth, may Isra'l say, Have I been nurs'd in tears; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage Of all the sons of strife; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But God preserv'd my life. 3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart Its painful wounds impress'd; Hourly they vex'd my fainting heart, Nor let my sorrows rest. 4 The Lord grew angry on his throne, And with impartial eye, Measur'd the mischiefs they had done, Then let his arrows fly. 5 How was their insolence surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints, Be blasted from the sky; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their prospects die. 7 [What tho' they flourish tall and fair, They have no root beneath; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 8 So corn that on the house-top stands, No hope of harvest gives; The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves.] Topics: Persecutors Punished Scripture: Psalm 129
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Up from my youth,--may Israel say

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P129 (1847) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist
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Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P129 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist First Line: Up from my youth, may Isr'l say
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Up from my youth,--may Israel say

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P129 (1843) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist

Up from my youth, may Isr'l say

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes #1180 (1856) Hymnal Title: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes
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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.) #247 (1786) Hymnal Title: 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.) First Line: Up from my youth, may Israel say Lyrics: 1 Up from my youth, may Israel say, Have I been nurs'd in tears; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage, Of all the sons of strife; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But God preserv'd my life. 3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart Its painful wounds impress'd; Hourly they vex'd my fainting heart, Nor let my sorrows rest. 4 The Lord grew angry on his throne, And with impartial eye, Measur'd the mischiefs they had done, Then let his arrows fly. 5 How was their insolence surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints Be blasted from the sky; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their prospects die. 7 [What though they flourish tall and fair, They have no root beneath; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 8 So corn that on the house-top stands, No hope of harvest gives; The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves. Topics: God his wisdom in his works; God his wisdom in his works Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English
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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.) #232 (1786) Hymnal Title: 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.) First Line: Up from my youth, may Israel say Lyrics: 1 Up from my youth, may Israel say, Have I been nurs'd in tears; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage, Of all the sons of strife; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But God preserv'd my life. 3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart Its painful wounds impress'd; Hourly they vex'd my fainting heart, Nor let my sorrows rest. 4 The Lord grew angry on his throne, And with impartial eye, Measur'd the mischiefs they had done, Then let his arrows fly. 5 How was their insolence surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints Be blasted from the sky; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their prospects die. 7 [What though they flourish tall and fair, They have no root beneath; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 8 So Scorn that on the house-top stands, No hope of harvest gives: The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves. Topics: God his wisdom in his works; God his wisdom in his works Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English
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Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #247 (1787) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: Up from my youth, may Israel say Lyrics: 1 Up from my youth, may Israel say, Have I been nurs'd in tears; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage, Of all the sons of strife; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But God preserv'd my life. 3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart Its painful wounds impress'd; Hourly they vex'd my fainting heart, Nor let my sorrows rest. 4 The Lord grew angry on his throne, And with impartial eye, Measur'd the mischiefs they had done, Then let his arrows fly. 5 How was their insolence surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints Be blasted from the sky; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their prospects die. 7 [What though they flourish tall and fair, They have no root beneath; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 8 So corn that on the house-top stands, No hope of harvest gives; The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves. Topics: God his wisdom in his works; God his wisdom in his works Scripture: Psalm 129 Languages: English

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