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Fret Not Thyself, Nor Envious Be

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: AGO Founders Hymnal #37 (2009) Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Fret not thyself, nor envious be

Hymnal: The Psalter Hymnal #62 (1927) Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Fret Not Thyself

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Blue) #63 (1976) Meter: 8.8.6 D First Line: Fret not thyself, nor envoius be Topics: Contentment; Discontent; Patience; Punishment Of The Wicked; Rewards Of The Righteous; Righteous And Wicked Contrasted; Vanity Of Riches Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Fret not Thyself, nor Envious Be

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #70 (1934) Meter: 8.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Fret not thyself, nor envious be, When wicked workers thou shalt see, Who prosper in their way; For like the grass they perish soon, And, like the herb cut down at noon, They wither in a day. 2 Trust in the Lord and still do well, Within the land securely dwell, Feed on His faithfulness; Delight thee also in the Lord, And to thy heart He will accord The good it would possess. 3 Yea, to the Lord thy way is know; Confide in Him Who on the throne Abides in power divine; Thy righteousness He shall display; Resplendent as the light of day, It shall unclouded shine. 4 Rest in the Lord and be thou still, With patience wait His holy will, Enduring to the end. Fret not though sinners’ gains increase; Forsake thy wrath, from anger cease; It will to evil tend. 5 The evil-doer soon shall die, But those that on the Lord rely Shall all the land obtain. A little while and thou shalt see That wicked man cut off shall be, They shall be sought in vain. 6 Yea, thou shalt soon consider well The place where they were wont to dwell, And it shall not be found; But saints shall all the land possess, And find delight and happiness Where fruits of peace abound. 7 The vile may plot against the just Who in the Lord Jehovah trust, But God will scorn them all; The Lord their coming day shall see, When broken all their power shall be, And ruin on them fall. Topics: Anxiety; Contentment; Discontent; Punishment Of The Wicked; Rewards of Righteousness; Righteous And Wicked Contrasted; Vanity Of Riches Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

An Answer to Distrust

Hymnal: The Psalter #95 (1912) First Line: Fret not thyself, nor envious be Lyrics: 1 Fret not thyself, nor envious be, When wicked workers thou shalt see, Who prosper in their way; For like the grass they perish soon, And, like the herb cut down at noon, They wither in a day. 2 Trust in the Lord and still do well, Within the land securely dwell, Feed on His faithfulness; Delight thee also in the Lord, And to thy heart He will accord The good it would possess. 3 Yea, to the Lord thy way is know; Confide in Him Who on the throne Abides in pow'r divine; Thy righteousness He shall display; Resplendent as the light of day, It shall unclouded shine. Topics: Assurance Declared; Cares; Character Good and Bad Contrasted; Contentment; Death Of the Wicked; Discontent; Faith Act of; Faith Confidence of; Glory of God In Providence; Gospel Invitations of ; Heart God the Strength of; Man Mortal and Frail; Nature An Emblem of Grace; Nature Sinners Typified in; Patience; Prayer Promise to; Prosperity Without God's Blessing; Providence of God Over Saints; Resignation; Retribution Threatened; The Christian's Reward; The Righteous Contrasted with the Wicked; The Righteous Honor and Safety of; Safety Assured; Trust in God Exhortation to; The Wicked Fate of Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

O Lord of Nations

Author: Laurie F. Gauger, b. 1965 Hymnal: Christian Worship #773 (2021) Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: O Lord of nations, hear our prayer Topics: Nation Scripture: 2 Chronicles 20:6 Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Fret Not Thyself

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1562 Meter: 8.8.6 D First Line: Fret not thyself, nor envious be Lyrics: 1. Fret not thyself, nor envious be, When wicked workers thou shalt see, Who prosper in their way; For like the grass they perish soon, And, like the herb cut down at noon, They wither in a day. 2. Trust in the Lord and still do well, Within the land securely dwell, Feed on His faithfulness; Delight thee also in the Lord, And to thy heart He will accord The good it would possess. 3. Yea, to the Lord thy way is known; Confide in Him who on the throne Abides in power divine; Thy righteousness He shall display; Resplendent as the light of day, It shall unclouded shine. 4. Rest in the Lord and be thou still, With patience wait His holy will, Enduring to the end. Fret not though sinners’ gains increase; Forsake thy wrath, from anger cease; It will to evil tend. 5. The evil-doer soon shall die, But those that on the Lord rely Shall all the land obtain. A little while and thou shalt see That wicked man cut off shall be, They shall be sought in vain. 6. Yea, thou shalt soon consider well The place where they were wont to dwell, And it shall not be found; But saints shall all the land possess, And find delight and happiness Where fruits of peace abound. 7. The vile may plot against the just Who in the Lord Jehovah trust, But God will scorn them all; The Lord their coming day shall see, When broken all their power shall be, And ruin on them fall. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Almighty Framer Of The Skies

Author: Thomas Chatterton, 1752-1770 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7987 Meter: 8.8.6 D First Line: Almighty framer of the skies! Lyrics: 1 Almighty framer of the skies! O let our pure devotion rise, Like incense in Thy sight! Wrapped in impenetrable shade The texture of our souls was made, Till Thy command gave light. 2 The Sun of glory gleamed the ray, Refined the darkness into day, And bid the vapors fly: Impelled by His eternal love, He left His palaces above, To cheer our gloomy sky. 3 How shall we celebrate the day When God appeared in mortal clay, The mark of worldly scorn; When the archangel’s heavenly lays Attempted the Redeemer’s praise, And hailed salvation’s morn? 4 A humble form the Godhead wore, The pains of poverty He bore, To gaudy pomp unknown: Though in a humble walk He trod, Still was the man Almighty God, In glory all His own. 5 Despised, oppressed, the Godhead bears The torments of this vale of tears, Nor bids His vengeance rise; He saw the creatures He had made Revile His power, His peace invade; He saw with mercy’s eyes. 6 How shall we celebrate His name, Who groaned beneath a life of shame, In all afflictions tried? The soul is raptured to conceive A truth which being must believe: The God eternal died. 7 My soul, exert thy powers, adore, Upon devotion’s plumage soar, To celebrate the day: The God from whom creation sprung Shall animate my grateful tongue; From Him I’ll catch the lay! Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Jesus, Who Died A World To Save

Author: William Hammond, 1719-1782 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8021 Meter: 8.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Jesus, who died a world to save, Revives and rises from the grave, By His almighty power; From sin, and death, and hell set free, He captive leads captivity, And lives to die no more. 2 Lo! how He bursts the bonds of death, And reassumes His vital breath, To make our title good; May all our souls to Heav’n aspire, In thought, in will, in strong desire, To earthly pleasure dead. 3 With thankful hearts we look and see Our Savior clothed with majesty Triumphant o’er the tomb; Yet though our Lord is honored thus, Still all His thoughts are fixed on us, He’ll take us to His home. 4 His church is all His joy and crown, He looks with love and pity down On her He did redeem; He tastes her joys, He feels her woes, And prays that she may spoil her foes, And ever reign with Him. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

As Near To Calvary I Pass

Author: Henry Alline, 1748-1784` Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8249 Lyrics: 1 As near to Calvary I pass, Methinks I see a bloody cross, Where a poor victim hangs, His flesh with rugged irons tore, His limbs all dressed in purple gore, Gasping in dying pangs. 2 Surprised the spectacle to see, I asked, Who can this victim be In such exquisite pain? Why thus consigned to woes, I cried, ’Tis I, the bleeding God replied, To save a world from sin. 3 A God for rebel mortal dies; How can it be? my soul replies, What! Jesus die for me? Yes, saith the suffering Son of God, I give My life, I spill My blood, For thee, poor soul, for thee. 4 Lord, since Thy life Thou’st freely giv’n To bring my wretched soul to Heav’n, And bless me with Thy love, Then at Thy feet, O God, I’ll fall, Give Thee my life, my soul, my all, To reign with Thee above. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

O Thou, The Helpless Orphan's Hope

Author: William B. Collyer, 1782-1854 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8724 Meter: 8.8.6 D First Line: O Thou, the helpless orphan’s hope Lyrics: 1 O Thou, the helpless orphan’s hope To whom alone my eyes look up In each distressing day! Father (for that’s the sweetest name That e’er these lips were taught to frame), Instruct this heart to pray. 2 Low in the dust my parents lie, And no attentive ear is nigh But Thine, to mark my woe; No hand to wipe away my tears, No gentle voice to hush my fears, Remains to me below. 3 To Heav’n my earthly friends are gone, And thither are my comforts flown, But I continue here; Be Thou my pattern, Thou my guide; This friendless heart from sorrow hide, Reposing on Thy care. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

The Bridegroom Coming At Midnight

Author: William C. Dix Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8804 Meter: 8.8.6 D First Line: Dark fall the hours this winter-tide Lyrics: 1 Dark fall the hours this winter-tide, Strange silence reigns on every side, And day seems wrapped in gloom, Save few short hours, which, all too brief, Light up bare tree and fallen leaf, Then fade in hapless doom. 2 Now let each lamp be burning bright, Lest, unaware, the sudden night Enshroud us in the dark, And we in vain, through snow and cold, With wavering feet, seek out the fold, And Love’s all sheltering ark. 3 O silent hours of wintry days, From summer’s joy and golden rays, From autumn’s harvest song, We turn to you, for ye reveal The waiting bride, and make us feel, The Bridegroom comes ere long. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Thus Hath The Son Of Jesse Said

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9157 Meter: 8.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Thus hath the Son of Jesse said, When Israel’s God had raised his head To high imperial sway: Struck with his last poetic fire, Then Zion’s psalmist tuned his lyre To this harmonious lay. 2 Thus dictates Israel’s sacred Rock: Thus hath the God of Jacob spoke By my responsive tongue: Behold the just one over men Commencing his religious reign! Great subject of my song. 3 So gently shines with genial ray Th’unclouded lamp of rising day, And cheers the tender flowers, When midnight’s soft diffusive rain Hath blessed the gardens and the plain With kind refreshing showers. 4 Shall not my house this honor boast? My soul th’eternal covenant trust, Well ordered still and sure? There all my hopes and wishes meet; In death I call its blessings sweet, And feel its bond secure. 5 The sons of Belial shall not spring, Who spurn at Heav’n’s appointed king, And scorn his high command: Tho’ wide the briars infest the ground, And all the sharpest thorns around Defy a tender hand. 6 A dreadful warrior shall appear With iron arms, and massy spear, And tear them from their place: Touched with the lightning of his ire, At once they kindle into fire, And vanish in the blaze. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

Sinner Secure, The Writing See!

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11152 Meter: 8.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Sinner secure, the writing see! Death, judgment, hell it speaks to thee; The number of thy days Is finished in a moment here, With horror then thou must appear Before thy Judge’s face. 2 Weighed in the scale, thou wanting art, And when thy soul and body part, Thy guilty spirit flies From earth, with kindred fiends to dwell, Condemned the second death to feel, The death that never dies. Languages: English Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

How Blest Are Hearts, Which Christ The Lord

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14552 Meter: 8.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 How blest are hearts, which Christ the Lord Has joined, as with a silver cord, In spousal unity; And animated are with love, And inspirations from above, O Holy Ghost, by Thee! 2 When angels sang creation’s birth, Man, fashioned from the dust of earth, In Eden was alone; But God made Eve from Adam’s side, And brought her to him as a bride, And willed them to be one. 3 O holy wedlock, ratified In Heav’n; a knot for ever tied By God in paradise; O happiness beyond compare, What tongues of angels to declare Thy blessedness suffice? 4 Anthems angelical were heard, When Christ, the Everlasting Word, To wed His spouse did come, And take His consecrated bride, Cleansed by the life-blood from His side, Unto His heav’nly home. 5 At Cana’s feast, that heav’nly Guest Did first His Godhead manifest, And water change to wine; In wedlock, tears of sorrowing earth Are changed to wine of heav’nly mirth, By power and love divine. 6 Mirrored in nuptial purity The marriage of the Church we see, And Christ the Bridegroom’s love; Angels look down, and anthems sing, The Holy Dove, with golden wing, Sheds blessings from above. 7 Bless, ever bless, Thy servants, Lord, Whom Thou dost join in sweet accord. The bridegroom and the bride; In sorrow, sickness, and in health, In tribulation and in wealth, Be Thou their help and guide. 8 Be with them, Lord, as day by day They with one heart together pray, Thy Word together read, Together at Thine altar kneel, And with Thy blood their union seal, On Thee together feed. 9 May they for ever have Thee near, Making them to Thyself more dear, And each to each in Thee; So, when from earthly cares released, May they at Thine own marriage feast Be blest eternally. 10 To Father, whose paternal love Sends benedictions from above, Eternal praises be; And God the Son, Incarnate Word, With Holy Spirit, be adored; One God and Persons Three. Languages: Latin Tune Title: JOSEPHINE

God's bounty in harvest blessings

Hymnal: Bible Songs #129 (1901) First Line: The tribes of earth's remotest lands Topics: Christ Providences of; Glory of God In Creation; God Loving and Merciful; God Works of; Harvest Song; Nature A Revelation of God; Praise By the Entire Creation; Praise For Temporal Mercies; Praise For Works of Creation Scripture: Psalm 65:5-8 Languages: English Tune Title: [The tribes of earth's remotest lands]

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