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O God of my salvation, hear my nightly groan

Hymnal: The Columbian Repository #194 (1803)

Loss of Friends, and absence of Divine Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LXXXVIII (1785) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O GOD of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily prayer, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sovereign power to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom: My friends, belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As, lost in lonely grief, I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Through all alike I rove alone, While, here forgot and there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will GOD neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires? Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heavenly quires? 5 Yet thro' each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return — But oh! my friends, my comforts, fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recal my wandering thoughts to mourn. Scripture: Psalm 88 Languages: English

Loss of Friends, and Absence of Divine Grace

Hymnal: Psalms #88 (1793) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O God of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily pray'r, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sov'reign Pow'r to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom: My friends, belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As, lost in lonely grief, I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Thro' all alike I rove alone, While, here forgot and there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires? Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heav'nly quires? 5 Yet, thro' each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return— But oh! my friends, my comfort's fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recal my wand'ring thoughts to mourn. Languages: English

Loss of Friends, and absence of Divine Grace

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.) #150 (1786) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O God of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily prayer, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sovereign power to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom; My friends, belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As, lost in lonely grief, I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Through all alike I rove alone, While, here forgot and there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires? Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heavenly quires? 5 Yet through each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return — But oh! my friends, my comforts, fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recal my wandering thoughts to mourn. Topics: Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon Scripture: Psalm 88 Languages: English

Loss of Friends, and absence of Divine Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #150 (1790) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O God of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily prayer, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sovereign power to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom; My friends, belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As, lost in lonely grief, I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Through all alike I rove alone, While, here forgot and there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires! Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heavenly quires? 5 Yet through each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return — But oh! my friends, my comforts, fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recal my wandering thoughts to mourn. Topics: Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon Scripture: Psalm 88 Languages: English

Loss of Friends, and absence of Divine Grace

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.) #159b (1786) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O God of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily prayer, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sovereign power to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom: My friends, belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As, lost in lonely grief, I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Through all alike I rove alone, While, here forgot and there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires? Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heavenly quires? 5 Yet through each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return — But oh! my friends, my comforts, fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recal my wandering thoughts to mourn. Topics: Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon Scripture: Psalm 88 Languages: English

Loss of Friends, and absence of Divine Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #159b (1787) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O God of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily prayer, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sovereign power to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom: My friends, belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As, lost in lonely grief, I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Through all alike I rove alone, While, here forgot and there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires? Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heavenly quires? 5 Yet through each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return — But oh! my friends, my comforts, fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recal my wandering thoughts to mourn. Topics: Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon Scripture: Psalm 88 Languages: English

Loss of friends, and absence of divine grace

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #174 (1791) First Line: O God of my salvation, hear Lyrics: 1 O God of my salvation, hear My nightly groan, my daily prayer, That still employ my wasting breath; My soul, declining to the grave, Implores thy sov'reign pow'r to save From dark despair and lasting death. 2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my soul, And waves of sorrows o'er me roll, While dust and silence spread the gloom: My friends belov'd in happier days, The dear companions of my ways, Descend around me to the tomb. 3 As lost in lonely grief I tread The mournful mansions of the dead, Or to some throng'd assembly go; Through all alike I rove alone, While, here forgotten, there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God neglect my call? Or who shall profit by my fall, When life departs and love expires? Can dust and darkness praise the Lord? Or wake, or brighten at his word, And tune the harp with heav'nly quires? 5 Yet, thro' each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, and still will pray, Imploring still thy kind return — But oh! my friends, my comfort's fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recall my wandering thoughts to mourn. Scripture: Psalm 88 Languages: English