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Up to the Lord that reigns on high

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XLVI (1766) Lyrics: 1 Up to the Lord that reigns on high, And views the Nations from afar, Let everlasting Praises fly, And tell how large his Bounties are. [2 He that can shake the Worlds he made, Or with his Word, or with his Rod, His Goodness how amazing great! And what a condescending God!] [3 God that must stoop to view the Skies, And bow to see what Angels do, Down to our Earth he casts his eyes, And bends his Footsteps downwards too.] 4 He over-rules all mortal Things, And manages our mean Affairs; On humble Souls the King of Kings Bestows his Counsels and his Cares. 5 Our Sorrows and our Tears we pour Into the Bosom of our God; He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps us bear the heavy Load. 6 In vain might lofty Princes try Such Condescension to perform; For Worms were never rais'd so high, Above their meanest Fellow-Worm. 7 O could our thankful Hearts devise A Tribute equal to thy Grace, To the Third Heav'n our Songs should rise, And teach the golden Harps thy Praise. Topics: Glory and Grace in the Person of Christ; Human Affairs condescended to by God; Providence; Riches Their Vanity; God's Condescension to Human Affairs Languages: English

Up to the Lord that reigns on high

Author: Isaac Watts; Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #27 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Up to the Lord, that reigns on high, And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. [He that can shake the worlds he made, Or with his word, or with his rod, His goodness, how amazing great! And what a condescending God!] [God, that must stoop to view the skies, And bow to see what angels do, Down to our earth he casts his eyes, And bends his footsteps downwards too.] He overrules all mortal things, And manages our mean affairs; On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsels and his cares. Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God; He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps us bear the heavy load. In vain might lofty princes try Such condescension to perform; For worms were never raised so high Above their meanest fellow worm. O could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace, To the third heav'n our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise. Topics: Lord's Day Morning; Morning of a sabbath; Evidences of sincerity; Book of nature and Scripture; Gospel its glory and success; Knowledge desired; Nature and Scripture; Scripture compared with the book of nature; Sincerity; Success of the Gospel; Watchfulness; Works and grace Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English