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The man is ever blest

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 117 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The man is ever blest Who shuns the sinner's ways, Amongst their counsels never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place: 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heav'nly fruit. 4 Not so th' ungoldy race, They no such blessings find: Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet? 6 He knows and he approves The ways the righteous go: But sinners, and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. Scripture: Psalm 1

Why did the Jews proclaim their rage

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 20 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Why did the Jews proclaim their rage, The Romans, why their swords employ, Against the Lord their pow'rs engage, His dear Anointed to destroy? 2 'Come, let us break his bands,' they say, 'This man shall never give us laws;' And thus they cast his yoke away, And nail'd the Monarch to the cross. 3 But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls; He'll smite their hearts with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4 'I will maintain the King I made, 'On Zion's everlasting hill; 'My hand shall bring him from the dead, 'And he shall stand your sov'reign still. 5 [His wond'rous rising from the earth, Makes his eternal Godhead known: The Lord declares his heav'nly birth, 'This day have I begot my Son. 6 'Ascend, my Son, to my right hand, 'There thou shalt ask, and I bestow 'The utmost bounds of Heathen land; 'To thee their northern isles shall bow.'] 7 But nations that resist his grace Shall fall beneath his iron stroke; His rod shall crush his foes with ease, As potter's earthen work I broke. Pause. 8 Now ye who sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord the Lamb: Now to his feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name. 9 With humble love address the Son, Lest he grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, If ye provoke his jealousy. 10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell: He is a God, and ye but dust; Happy the souls that know him well, And make his grace their only trust. Scripture: Psalm 2

O God of grace and rigteousness

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 40 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain: Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame; How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Savior's name? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside; He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ that dy'd. 4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say, 'Who will bestow some earthly good?' But, Lord, thy light and love we pray, Our souls desire this heav'nly food. 6 Then shall my cheerful pow'rs rejoice At grace and favors so divine; Nor will I change my happy choice, For all their corn and all their wine. Scripture: Psalm 4:1-3

Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 36 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness doth chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise. 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal. 3 See how I pass my weary days In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief consumes and dims my sight. 4 Look how the pow'rs of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair: But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. Scripture: Psalm 6

O Lord, our God, how wond'rous great

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 67 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O Lord our God, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name! The glories of thy heav'nly state, Let men and babes proclaim. 2 When I behold your works on high, The moon that rules the night, The stars that well adorn the sky, Those moving worlds of light; 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou shouldst visit him with grace, And love my nature so; 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than the angels are, To save a dying worm? [5 Yet while he liv'd on earth, unknown, And man would not adore, Th' obedient seas and fishes own His Godhead and his pow'r. 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet; And fish, at his command, Bring their large shoals to Peter's net, Bring tribute to his hand. 7 These smaller glories of the Son, Shone thro' the fleshly cloud: Now we behold him on his throne, And men confess him God.] 8 Let him be crown'd with majesty, Who bow'd his head to death: And be his honors sounded high By all things that have breath. 9 Jesus, our Lord, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name! The glories of thy heav'nly state Let the whole earth proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 8

Almighty Ruler of the skies

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 78 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Almighty Ruler of the skies, Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. 2 To thee the voices of the young, There sounding notes of honor raise; And babes with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy pow'r assist their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground; To still the bold blasphemers' rage, And all their policies confound. 4 Children amidst thy temple throng, To see their great Redeemer's face; The Son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests, In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their breasts, While Jewish babes proclaim their King. Scripture: Psalm 8:1-2

Fools in their hearts believe and say

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 62 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Fools in their hearts believe and say, 'That all religion’s vain; 'There is no God that reigns on high, 'Or minds th’ affairs of men.' 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord from his celestial throne Look'd down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 4 By nature all are gone astray; Their practice all the same: There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand; There’s none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit; Their slanders never cease: How swift to mischief are their feet! Nor know the paths of peace! 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 'Till grace refine the ground. Scripture: Psalm 14

Are sinners now so senseless grown

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 35 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour; And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust, Great God, confound their pride! 4 O that the joyful day were come, To finish our distress! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 56 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee; But have no merits there to plead; My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest, How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth To give a relish to their wine: I love the men of heav'nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Scripture: Psalm 16

How fast their guilt and sorrows rise

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 29 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. 2 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name forever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. Scripture: Psalm 16

When God is nigh, my faith is strong

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 70 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When God is nigh, my faith is strong, His arm is my almighty prop: Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust and rise on high: Then shalt thou lead the wond'rous way Up to thy throne above the sky. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow; And full discov'ries of thy grace (Which we but tasted here below) Spread heav'nly joys through all the place. Scripture: Psalm 16

Behold the lofty sky

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 144 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Behold the lofty sky Declares its maker God, And all the starry works on high Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While day to day, and night to night Divinely teach his name. 3 In ev'ry different land Their gen'ral voice is known; They shew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye Christian lands rejoice; Here he reveals his word: We are not left to nature’s voice To bid us know the Lord. 5 His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. 6 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit; His promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great. 7 [Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight, Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd So much allures the sight. 8 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my king, In my Redeemer’s name.] Scripture: Psalm 19

Firm was my health, my day was bright

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 72 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night: Fondly I said within my heart, 'Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart.' 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God, “What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace," I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne’er be silent of thy name; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n, For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n. Scripture: Psalm 30:6

Into thine hand, O God of truth

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 25 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Into thine hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 The passions of my hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife, While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 "My time is in thine hand," I cry'd, "Though I draw near the dust; Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 O make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine! And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. Pause. 5 ['Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, "I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard my cry.] 6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How wond'rous is thy grace! To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises. 7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud. Scripture: Psalm 31:5

Now from the roaring lion's rage

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 28 hymnals Lyrics: 1 'Now from the roaring lion's rage, 'O Lord, protect thy Son; 'Nor leave thy Darling to engage 'The pow'rs of hell alone.' 2 Thus did our suff'ring Savior pray, With mighty cries and tears; God heard him in that dreadful day, And chas'd away his fears. 3 Great was the victory of his death, His throne exalted high; And all the kindreds of the earth Shall worship, or shall die. 4 A num'rous offspring must arise From his expiring groans: They shall be reckon'd in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 5 The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. 6 The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God; And nations yet unborn profess Salvation in his blood. Scripture: Psalm 22:20-21

Now let our mournful songs record

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 112 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn; 'He rescu'd others from the grave, 'Now let him try himself to save. 3 'This is the man did once pretend 'God was his Father and his friend; 'If God the blessed lov'd him so, 'Why doth he fail to help him now?' 4 Barbarous people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts! Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their pow'r. 5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he dy'd. 6 But God, his Father heard his cry: Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22

I lift my soul to God

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 113 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name: Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the pow'rs of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From the first dawning light, Till the dark ev'ning rise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind; The meek shall learn his ways; And ev'ry humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame: He pardons (though my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11

While men grow bold in wicked ways

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 25 hymnals Lyrics: 1 While men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, 'Their thoughts believe there's none.' 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare (Whate'er their lips profess,) God hath no wrath for them to fear, 'Nor will they seek his grace.' 3 What strange self flatt'ry blinds their eyes! But there's a hast'ning hour, When they shall see with sore surprise The terrors of thy pow'r. 4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Tho' mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathom'd sea. 5 Above the heav'ns created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend: Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds Where time and nature ends. 6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast: Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy children choose to rest. 7 [From thee, when creature streams run low, And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow, And raise our pleasures high. 8 Tho' all created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise.] Scripture: Psalm 36:1-2

Why should I vex my soul, and fret

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 37 hymnals 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 flow'ry grass, cut down at noon, Before the ev'ning fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that's good; So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll 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 heav'n, True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv'n. Pause. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise, Tho' 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 threat'ning sword, Have bent the murd'rous 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 pain surprise their hearts. Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15

My God, the steps of pious men

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 79 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My God, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will; Tho' 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 heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home: He feeds 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. 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, Destroyed 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 sev'ral steps attend; True pleasure runs thro' all his ways, And peaceful is his end. Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37

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