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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

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.) #48b (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #48b (1790) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

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.) #53b (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #53b (1787) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: Mine eyes and my deisre Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Distress of Soul; or, Backsliding and Desertion

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #48b (1740) Topics: Backsliding soul in distress and desertion First Line: Mine Eyes and my Desire Lyrics: 1 Mine Eyes and my Desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his Promises, And rest upon his Word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my Soul, Bring thy Salvation near; When will thy Hand release my Feet Out of the deadly Snare? 3 When shall the Sov'reign Grace Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dang'rous Ways My wand'ring Feet have trod! 4 The Tumult of my Thoughts Doth but enlarge my Woe; My Spirit languishes, my Heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every Morning Light My Sorrow new begins; Look on my Anguish and my Pain, And pardon all my Sins. Pause. 6 Behold the Hosts of Hell, How cruel is their Hate? Against my Life they rise, and join Their Fury with Deceit. 7 O keep my Soul from Death, Nor put my Hope to Shame; For I have plac'd my only Trust In my Redeemer's Name. 8 With humble Faith I wait To see thy Face again; Of Isr'el it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #97 (1740) Topics: Backsliding soul restored First Line: O Thou that hear'st when Sinners cry Lyrics: 1 O Thou that hear'st when Sinners cry, Tho' all my Crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry Look, But blot their Mem'ry from thy Book. 2 Create my Nature pure within, And form my Soul averse to Sin: Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy Presence from my Heart. 3 I cannot live without thy Light, Cast out and banished from thy Sight: Thine holy Joys my GOD restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, Thy Help and Comfort still afford; And let a Wretch come near thy Throne, To plead the Merits of thy Son. 5 A broken Heart, my GOD, my King, Is all the Sacrifice I bring; The God of Grace will ne'er despise A broken Heart for Sacrifice. 6 My Soul lies humbled in the Dust, And owns thy dreadful Sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying Eye, And save the Soul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the World thy Ways; Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign Grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's Blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 8 O may thy Love inspire my Tongue! Salvation shall be all my Song; And all my Pow'rs shall join to bless The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Backsliding and Forgiveness; or, Sin punished, and Saints saved

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #141 (1740) Topics: Backsliding soul pardoned First Line: Great GOD, how oft did Isr'el prove Lyrics: 1 Great GOD, how oft did Isr'el prove By Turns thine Anger and thy Love? There in a Glass our Hearts may see How fickle and how false they be. 2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot The dreadful Wonders GOD had wrought! Then they provoke him to his Face, Nor fear his Pow'r, nor trust his Grace. 3 The Lord consum'd their Years in Pain, And made their Travels long and vain; A tedious March through unknown Ways Wore out their Strength, and spent their Days. 4 Oft when they saw their Brethren slain They mourn'd, and sought the Lord again; Call'd him the Rock of their Abode, Their high Redeemer, and their GOD. 5 Their Pray'rs and Vows before him rise, As flatt'ring Words, or solemn Lyes, While their rebellious Tempers prove False to his Cov'nant and his Love. 6 Yet did his sov'reign Grace forgive The Men who not deserv'd to live; His Anger oft away he turn'd, Or else with gentle Flame it burn'd. 7 He saw their Flesh was weak and frail, He saw Temptations still prevail; The GOD of Abra'm lov'd them still, And led them to his holy Hill. Scripture: Psalm 78:32-72 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

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.) #47 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: I lift my soul to God 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 powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, 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 every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #47 (1790) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: I lift my soul to God 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 powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, 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 every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English
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Waiting for Pardon and Direction

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.) #52 (1786) Topics: Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion; Backsliding Soul in Distress and Desertion First Line: I lift my soul to God 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 powers of hell Persuade me to despair; Lord make me know thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From gleams of dawning light Till evening shades arise, 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 every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25:1-11 Languages: English

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