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Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed

Appears in 25 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed 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
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The Prosperity of Sinners cursed

Appears in 127 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine To see the wicked plac'd on high, In pride and robes of honour shine! 2 But, oh their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so: On slippery rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. 3 Now let them boast how tall they rise, I'll never envy them again, There they may stand with haughty eyes, Till they plunge deep in endless pain. 4 Their fancy'd joys how fast they flee! Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain; Their songs of softest harmony, Are but a preface to their pain. 5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine, Too dear to purchase with my blood; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, My life, my portion, and my God. Scripture: Psalm 73:22
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God our Portion here and hereafter

Appears in 223 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: God, my supporter and my hope Lyrics: 1 God, my supporter and my hope, My help forever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through life's bewildered race; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me; And whilst this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint, God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. 5 Behold the sinners that remove Far from thy presence die; Not all the idol gods they love Can save them when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. Scripture: Psalm 73:23-28
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Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life and Riches

Appears in 44 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics: 1 Why doth the man of riches grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With every rising tide. 2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self-same clay, And boast as though his flesh was born Of better dust than they?] 3 Not all his treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve, Redeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 Eternal life can ne'er be sold, The ransom is too high; Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold, That man may never die. 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The timorous and the brave, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, "My house shall ever stand; "And that my name may long abide, "I'll give it to my land." 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, How soon his memory dies! His name is written in the dust, Where his own body lies. Pause. 8 This is the folly of their way And yet their sons as vain Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works again. 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, Tho' honour raise them high, Live like the beast, a thoughtless race, And like the beast they die. 10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep, Death triumphs o'er them there, Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep, And wakes them in despair.] Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14
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The Mystery of Providence unfolded

Appears in 68 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: 1 Sure there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honour shine. 3 [Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Through all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God; Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise; "Is there a God that sees or hears "The things below the skies? 7 The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my mistake amend: I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go; And oh that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. Scripture: Psalm 73
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The Cure of Envy, Fretfulness, and Unbelief; or, The Rewards of the Righteous and the Wicked

Appears in 37 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Why should I vex my soul, and fret Lyrics: 1 Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners waxing great, By violence and lies? 2 As flowery grass cut down at noon, Before the evening fades, So shall their glories vanish soon, In everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my truth, And practise all that’s good; So shall I dwell among the just, And He provide me food. 4 I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of heaven; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are given. Pause. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise, Though providence should long delay, To punish haughty vice. 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threatening sword, Have bent the murderous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts, Shall their own swords against them turn, And pierce their stubborn hearts. Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15
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Death and Resurrection

Appears in 37 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Ye sons of pride, that hate the just Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of pride, that hate the just, And trample on the poor, When death has brought you down to dust Your pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great day shall change the scene; When will that hour appear? When shall the just revive, and reign O'er all that scorn'd them here? 3 God will my naked soul receive, Call'd from the world away, And break the prison of the grave, To raise my mouldering clay. 4 Heaven is my everlasting home, Th' inheritance is sure; Let men of pride their rage resume, But I'll repine no more. Scripture: Psalm 49:14-15
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The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked

Appears in 80 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: My God, the steps of pious men Lyrics: 1 My God, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will: Though they should fall, they rise again, Thy Hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves: He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves. 3 The heavenly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home; He feasts them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. Pause. 5 The haughty sinner have I seen Nor fearing man nor God, Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad: 6 And lo, he vanish'd from the ground, Destroy'd by hands unseen; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found Where all that pride had been. 7 But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend; True pleasure runs thro' all his ways, And peaceful is his end. Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37
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Charity to the poor; or Religion in words and Deeds

Appears in 38 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Why do the wealthy wicked boast Lyrics: 1 Why do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay; The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms with liberal heart he gives Amongst the sons of need; His memory to long ages lives, And blessed is his seed. 4 His lips abhor to talk profane, To slander or defraud; His ready tongue declares to men What he has learn'd of God. 5 The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide; Led by the spirit and the word His feet shall never slide. 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand, Preserv'd from every snare; They shall possess the promis'd land, And dwell forever there. Scripture: Psalm 37:16
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The rich sinner's Death, and the Saint's Resurrection

Appears in 29 hymnals Topics: Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperous sinners cursed First Line: Why do the proud insult the poor Lyrics: 1 Why do the proud insult the poor, And boast the large estates they have! How vain are riches to secure Their haughty owners from the grave! 2 They can’t redeem one hour from death With all the wealth in which they trust; Nor give a dying brother breath, When God commands him down to dust. 3 There the dark earth and dismal shade Shall clasp their naked bodies round; That flesh so delicately fed Lies cold, and moulders in the ground. 4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies, And leaves his glories in the tomb; The saints shall in the morning rise, And find th’ oppressor's awful doom. 5 His honours perish in the dust, And pomp and beauty, birth and blood; That glorious day exalts the just To full dominion o’er the proud. 6 My Saviour shall my life restore, And raise me from my dark abode; My flesh and soul shall part no more, But dwell forever near my God. Scripture: Psalm 49

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