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Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.LXXIII.I (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book Lyrics: 1 Now I’m convinc'd the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, “How pleasant and profane they live! How peaceful is their death! 3 With well-fed flesh and haughty eyes, They lay their fears to sleep; Against the heavens their slanders rise, While saints in silence weep. 4 In vain I lift my hands to pray, And cleanse my heart in vain; For I am chast'ned all the day, The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe; 'Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner’s feet High mounted on a slipp'ry place Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honours in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. 9 Lord, what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast! Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by pow'r unknown; That blessèd hand that broke the snare Shall guide me to thy throne. Topics: Afflicted Saints happy, & Prosperous Sinners cursed Scripture: Psalm 78:1-10 Languages: English

Now I'm convinced, the Lord is kind

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P73c (1847) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist Languages: English

The End of the Wicked

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P73c (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist First Line: Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind Languages: English

Now I'm convinced, the Lord is kind

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P73c (1857) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist Languages: English

Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind

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 #1165 (1856) Hymnal Title: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes Languages: English

Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed

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.) #136 (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: Now I'm convinc'd, the Lord is kind Lyrics: 1 Now I’m convinc'd, the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, “How pleasant and profane they live! "How peaceful is their death! 3 "With well fed flesh and haughty eyes "They lay their fears to sleep; "Against the heavens their slanders rise, "While saints in silence weep. 4 "In vain I lift my hands to pray, "And cleanse my heart in vain; "For I am chastened all the day, "The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, "And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe; 'Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner’s feet High mounted on a slippery place, Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honours in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. 9 Lord what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast! Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown: That blessed hand that broke the snare, Shall guide me to thy throne. Topics: Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded; Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed

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.) #127 (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: Now I'm convinc'd, the Lord is kind Lyrics: 1 Now I’m convinc'd, the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, “How pleasant and profane they live! "How peaceful is their death! 3 "With well fed flesh and haughty eyes "They lay their fears to sleep; "Against the heavens their slanders rise, "While saints in silence weep. 4 "In vain I lift my hands to pray, "And cleanse my heart in vain; "For I am chastened all the day, "The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, "And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe; 'Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner’s feet High mounted on a slippery place, Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honours in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. 9 Lord what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast! Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown: That blessed hand that broke the snare, Shall guide me to thy throne. Topics: Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded; Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #136 (1787) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: Now I'm convinc'd, the Lord is kind Lyrics: 1 Now I’m convinc'd, the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, “How pleasant and profane they live! "How peaceful is their death! 3 "With well fed flesh and haughty eyes "They lay their fears to sleep; "Against the heavens their slanders rise, "While saints in silence weep. 4 "In vain I lift my hands to pray, "And cleanse my heart in vain; "For I am chastened all the day, "The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, "And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe; 'Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner’s feet High mounted on a slippery place, Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honors in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. 9 Lord what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast! Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown: That blessed hand that broke the snare, Shall guide me to thy throne. Topics: Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded; Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #127 (1790) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind Lyrics: 1 Now I’m convinc'd the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, “How pleasant and profane they live! "How peaceful is their death! 3 "With well fed flesh and haughty eyes "They lay their fears to sleep; "Against the heavens their slanders rise, "While saints in silence weep. 4 "In vain I lift my hands to pray, "And cleanse my heart in vain; "For I am chastened all the day, "The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, "And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe; 'Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner’s feet High mounted on a slippery place, Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honors in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. 9 Lord what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast; Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown: That blessed hand that broke the snare, Shall guide me to thy throne. Topics: Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded; Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LXXIIIa (1785) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: Now I'm convinc'd, the Lord is kind Lyrics: 1 Now I’m convinc'd, the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, “How pleasant and profane they live! "How peaceful is their death! 3 "With well fed flesh and haughty eyes "They lay their fears to sleep; "Against the heavens their slanders rise, "While saints in silence weep. 4 "In vain I lift my hands to pray, "And cleanse my heart in vain; "For I am chastened all the day, "The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; "Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, "And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe; 'Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner’s feet High mounted on a slippery place, Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honours in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. 9 Lord what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast! Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet I was kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown: That blessed hand that broke the snare, Shall guide me to thy throne. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English