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God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

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.) #14 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God" Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #14 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God: Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul? Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust: Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

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.) #17b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #17b (1787) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; Appeal to God against persecutors First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

The all-seeing God

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.) #246 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #246 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is their. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God they'er both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

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.) #247 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #247 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saweth the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The all-seeing God

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.) #262 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The all-seeing God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #262 (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the Western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darkness into day. 10 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Pause II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy All-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee, Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where-e'er I rove, where-e'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

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.) #263 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The wonderful Formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #263 (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay: Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his Image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members of the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began And all the passions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

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.) #248a (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

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.) #248b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248a (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248b (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

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.) #249 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249 (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

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.) #250a (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #250a (1790) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

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.) #264 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #264 (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: 1 My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought Though my own heart accuse me not, Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

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.) #265 (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

God is every where

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #265 (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If wing'd with beams of morning-light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight-hour Are both alike to thee: Oh may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man

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.) #266a (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

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.) #266b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in the formation of Man

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #266a (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey, Lord, tis thy work; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest Where unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part; Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire and wind Shew me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The Mercies of God innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #266b (1787) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity; Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore, To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill, And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English

Humility and Submission

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.) #234b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God Humility; Appeal to God Humility First Line: Is there ambition in my heart? Lyrics: 1 Is there ambition in my heart? Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, My Father, with thy will, And peaceful as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Humility and Submission

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #234b (1790) Topics: Appeal to God Humility; Appeal to God Humility First Line: Is there ambition in my heart? Lyrics: 1 Is there ambition in my heart? Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, My Father, with thy will, And peaceful as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Humility and Submission

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.) #249b (1786) Topics: Appeal to God Humility; Appeal to God Humility First Line: Is there ambition in my heart? Lyrics: 1 Is there ambition in my heart? Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, My Father, with thy will, And peaceful as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Humility and Submission

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249b (1787) Topics: Appeal to God Humility; Appeal to God Humility First Line: Is there ambition in my heart? Lyrics: 1 Is there ambition in my heart? Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, my father, with thy will, And peaceful as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

My Trust is in my heav'nly Friend

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P7 (1766) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors Lyrics: 1 My Trust is in my heav'nly Friend, My Hope in Thee, my GOD; Rise, and my helpless Life defend From those that seek my Blood. 2 With Insolence and Fury they My Soul in Pieces tear, As hungry Lions rend the Prey, When no Deliverer's near. 3 If I had e'er provok'd them first, Or once abus'd my Foe, Then let him tread my Life to Dust, And lay mine Honour low. 4 If there be Malice found in me, I know thy piercing Eyes; I should not dare appeal to Thee, Nor ask my GOD to rise. 5 Arise, my GOD, lift up thy Hand, Their Pride and Pow'r controul; Awake to Judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my Soul. Pause. 6 [Let Sinners, and their wicked Rage Be humbled to the Dust; Shall not the GOD of Truth engage To vindicate the Just? 7 He knows the Heart, he tries the Reigns, He will defend th' Upright: His sharpest Arrows he ordains Against the Sons of Spite. 8 For me their Malice digg'd a Pit, But there themselves are cast; My GOD makes all their Mischiefs light On their own Heads at last.] 9 That cruel persecuting Race Must feel his dreadful Sword: Awake my Soul, and praise the Grace And Justice of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

GOD's Care of his People, and Punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #12 (1740) Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors First Line: My Trust is in my heav'nly Friend Lyrics: 1 My Trust is in my heav'nly Friend, My Hope in Thee, my GOD; Rise, and my helpless Life defend From those that seek my Blood. 2 With Insolence and Fury they My Soul in Pieces tear, As hungry Lions rend the Prey, When no Deliverer's near. 3 If I had e'er provok'd them first, Or once abus'd my Foe, Then let him tread my Life to Dust, And lay mine Honour low. 4 If there be Malice found in me, I know thy piercing Eyes; I should not dare appeal to Thee, Nor ask my GOD to rise. 5 Arise, my GOD, lift up thy Hand, Their Pride and Pow'r controul; Awake to Judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my Soul. Pause. 6 [Let Sinners, and their wicked Rage Be humbled to the Dust; Shall not the GOD of truth engage To vindicate the Just? 7 He knows the Heart, he tries the Reins, He will defend th' Upright His sharpest Arrows he ordains Against the Sons of Spite. 8 For me their Malice digg'd a Pit, But there themselves are cast; My GOD makes all their Mischiefs light On their own Heads at last.] 9 That cruel, persecuting Race Must feel his dreadful Sword: Awake my Soul, and praise the Grace And Justice of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

Psalm 7

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.14 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors First Line: My trust is in my heav'nly Friend Lyrics: My trust is in my heav'nly Friend, My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend From those that seek my blood. With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey, When no deliverer's near. If I had e'er provoked them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let him tread my life to dust, And lay mine honor low. If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power control; Awake to judgment, and command Deliverance for my soul. [Let sinners, and their wicked rage, Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. For me their malice digged a pit, But there themselves are cast; My God makes all their mischief light On their own heads at last.] That cruel, persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake, my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

Psalm 131

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.300 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Appeal to God our humility and submission First Line: Is there ambition in my heart? Lyrics: Is there ambition in my heart?. Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, my Father, with thy will, And quiet as a child. The patient soul, the lowly mind, Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Is there Ambition in my Heart?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P131 (1766) Topics: Appeal to God Humility Lyrics: 1 Is there Ambition in my Heart?. Search, gracious GOD, and see; Or do I act a haughty Part? Lord, I appeal to Thee. 2 I charge my Thoughts, be humble still, And all my Carriage mild, Content, my Father, with thy Will, And quiet as a Child. 3 The patient Soul, the lowly Mind, Shall have a large Reward; Let Saints in Sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Humility and Submission

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #244a (1740) Topics: Appeal to God Humility First Line: Is there Ambition in my Heart? Lyrics: 1 Is there Ambition in my Heart?. Search, gracious GOD, and see; Or do I act a haughty Part? Lord, I appeal to Thee. 2 I charge my Thoughts, be humble still, And all my Carriage mild, Content, my Father, with thy Will, And quiet as a Child. 3 The patient Soul, the lowly Mind, Shall have a large Reward: Let Saints in Sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Is there ambition in my heart?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #297 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Appeal to God our humility and submission Lyrics: Is there ambition in my heart?. Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, my Father, with thy will, And quiet as a child. The patient soul, the lowly mind, Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, And trust a faithful Lord. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.314 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through Lyrics: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through, Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning lips they break. Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. Or from thy dreadful glory run? If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.315 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Lord! thou hast search'd and seen me thro'

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #10 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity Lyrics: Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through, Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning lips they break. Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. Or from thy dreadful glory run? If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #56 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity Lyrics: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Formed by the model of thy book. By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsels framed- The breathing lungs, the beating heart- Was copied with unerring art. At last, to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace. These on my heart are still impressed, With these I give my eyes to rest; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139a (1766) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand, On every Side I find thy Hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast, Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service, and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into Day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes; Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139b (1766) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity Lyrics: 1 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came, A Work of such a curious Frame; In me thy fearful Wonders shine, And each proclaims thy Skill divine. 2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs survey, Which yet in dark Confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took, Formed by the Model of thy Book. 3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd, And what thy sov'reign Counsels fram'd, The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart, Was copy'd with unerring Art. 4 At last, to shew my Maker's Name, GOD stamp'd his Image on my Frame, And in some unknown Moment join'd The finish'd Members to the Mind. 5 There the young Seeds of Thought began, And all the Passions of the Man, Great GOD, our infant Nature pays Immortal Tribute to thy Praise. Pause. 6 Lord, since in my advancing Age I've acted on Life's busy Stage, Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the Ocean o'er, And count each Sand that makes the Shore, Before my swiftest Thoughts could trace The num'rous Wonders of thy Grace. 8 These on my Heart are still imprest, With these I give my Eyes to Rest; And at my waking Hour I find GOD and his Love possess my Mind. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

The All-Seing GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #256 (1740) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro' Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand On every Side I find thy Hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast! Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes: Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.316 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: My God, what inward grief I feel Lyrics: My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane Take thy tremendous name in vain. Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me. Lord, search my soul, try every thought; Though my own heart accuse me not Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? O turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Psalm 139 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.317 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

In all my vast concerns with thee

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #11 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity Lyrics: In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

My GOD, what inward Grief I feel

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139c (1766) Topics: Appeal to God concerning our sincerity Lyrics: 1 My GOD, what inward Grief I feel When impious Men transgress thy Will! I mourn to hear their Lips profane Take thy tremendous Name in vain. 2 Does not my Soul detest and hate The Sons of Malice and Deceit? Those that oppose thy Laws and Thee, I count them Enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my Soul, try ev'ry Thought; Though my own Heart accuse me not Of walking in a false Disguise, I beg the Trial of thine Eyes. 4 Doth secret Mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown Sin? O turn my Feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect Way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

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