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Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth

Appears in 528 hymnals First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my Breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker with my Breath; And when my Voice is lost in Death Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs: My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past, While Life and Thought and Being last, Or Immortality endures. 2 Why should I make a Man my Trust? Princes must die, and turn to Dust: Vain is the Help of Flesh and Blood: Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r, And Thoughts, all vanish in an Hour, Nor can they make their Promise good. 3 Happy the Man whose Hopes rely On Isr'el's GOD: He made the sky, And Earth and Seas, with all their Train; His Truth forever stands secure; He saves th'Opprest, he feeds the Poor, And none shall find his Promise vain. 4 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind; The Lord supports the sinking Mind; He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace, He helps the Stranger in Distress, The Widow and the fatherless, And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release. 5 He loves his Saints; he knows them well, But turns the Wicked down to Hell: Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns; Let ev'ry Tongue, let ev'ry Age In this exalted Work engage: Praise him in everlasting Strains. 6 I'll praise him while he lends me Breath, And when my Voice is lost in Death Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs: My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past, While Life and Thought and Being last, Or Immortality endures. Topics: Afflicted and tempted, supported; God goodness and mercy; God goodness and truth; God kind to his people; God worthy of all praise; Mercies and truth of God; Trust in the Creatures vain; Truth, Grace and Protection; Vain Princes Scripture: Psalm 146
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Universal Praise

Appears in 160 hymnals First Line: Let ev'ry Creature join Lyrics: 1 Let ev'ry Creature join To praise th' eternal GOD; Ye heav'nly Hosts the Song begin, And sound his Name abroad. 2 Thou Sun with golden Beams, And Moon with paler Rays; Ye starry Lights, ye twinkling flames, Shine to your Maker's Praise. 3 He built those Worlds above, And fix'd their wond'rous Frame; By his Command they stand or move, And ever speak his Name. 4 Ye Vapours, when ye rise, Or fall in Show'rs of Snow; Ye Thunders, murm'ring round the Skies, His Pow'r and glory show. 5 Wind, Hail, and flashing Fire, Agree to praise the Lord, When ye in dreadful storms conspire To execute his Word. 6 By all his Works above His Honours be exprest; But Saints that taste his saving Love Should sing his Praises best. Pause I. 7 Let Earth and Ocean know They owe their Maker Praise; Praise him, ye wat'ry Worlds below, And Monsters of the Seas. 8 From Mountains near the Sky Let his high Praise resound, From humble Shrubs and Cedars high, And Vales and Fields around. 9 Ye Lions of the Wood, And tamer Beasts that graze, Ye live upon his daily Food, And he expects your Praise. 10 Ye Birds of lofty Wing, On high his Praises bear; Or sit on flow'ry Boughs, and sing Your Maker's Glory there. 11 Ye creeping Ants and Worms, His various Wisdom show, And Flies in all your shining Swarms, Praise him that drest you so. 12 By all the Earth-born Race His Honours be exprest, But Saints, that know his heav'nly Grace Should learn to praise him best. Pause II. 13 Monarchs of wide Command, Praise ye th' eternal King; Judges, adore that sov'reign Hand Whence all your Honours spring. 14 Let vig'rous Youth engage To sound his Praises high: While growing Babes, and with'ring Age, Their feebler Voices try. 15 United Zeal be shown His wond'rous Fame to raise; GOD is the Lord; His Name alone Deserves our endless Praise. 16 Let Nature join with Art, And all pronounce him blest; But Saints, that dwell so near his Heart, Should sing his Praises best. Topics: Creation and Providence; Praise from all creatures; Thunder and storm; Weather Scripture: Psalm 148
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A Song of Praise

Appears in 80 hymnals First Line: In God's own House pronounce his Praise Lyrics: 1 In God's own House pronounce his Praise, His Grace he there reveals; To Heav'n your Joy and Wonder raise, For there his Glory dwells. 2 Let all your sacred Passions move, While you rehearse his Deeds; But the great Work of saving Love Your highest Praise exceeds. 3 All that have Motion, Life and Breath, Proclaim your Maker blest; Yet, when my Voice expires in Death, My Soul shall praise him best. Topics: Praise from the saints; Praise General; Souls in a separate State; Faithfulness Of God Scripture: Psalm 150:1-2
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Sick-bed Devotion or, Pleading without Repining

Appears in 98 hymnals First Line: God of my Life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my Life look gently down, Behold the Pains I feel. But I am dumb before thy Throne, Nor dare dispute thy Will. 2 Diseases are thy Servants, Lord, They come at thy Command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning Hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble Cries, Remove thy sharp Rebukes; My Strength consumes, my Spirit dies, Through thy repeated Strokes. 4 Crush'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand, We moulder to the Dust; Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our Beauty's lost. 5 [This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a Sojourner below, As all my Fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear! 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last Remove, Thy Praise shall be my Business still, And I'll declare thy Love. Topics: Health prayed for; Mortality of man; Patience under afflictions; Pleading without repining; Prudence and Zeal; Resignation; Submission to sickness; Tongue governed; Vanity of Man as mortal; Zeal and Prudence Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13
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The last Judgment

Appears in 70 hymnals First Line: The God of Glory sends his Summons forth Lyrics: 1 The God of Glory sends his Summons forth, Calls the South Nations and awakes the North; From East to West the sov'reign Orders spread, Thro' distant Worlds and Regions of the Dead/ The Trumpet sounds; Hell trembles; Heaven rejoices; Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, with chearful Voices. 2 No more shall Atheists mock his long Delay; His Vengeance sleeps no more; behold the Day: Behold, the Judge descends; his Guards are nigh; Tempests and Fire attend him down the Sky. When God appears, all Nature shall adore him; While Sinners tremble, Saints rejoice before him. 3 "Heav'n, Earth, and Hell, draw near; let all Things come "To hear my Justice, and the Sinner's Doom; "But gather first my Saints, (the Judge commands) "Bring them, ye Angels, from their distant Lands. When Christ returns, wake every chearful Passion; And shout, ye Saints; he comes for your Salvation. 4 "Behold, my Cov'nant stands for ever good, "Seal'd by th' eternal Sacrifice in Blood, "And sign'd with all their Names; the Greek, the Jew, "That paid the ancient Worship, or the new. There's no Distinction here; join all your Voices, And raise you Heads, ye Saints, for Heav'n rejoices. 5 "Here (saith the Lord) ye Angels, spread their Thrones "And near me seat my Fav'rites and my Sons. "Come, my Redeem'd, possess the Joys prepar'd "E'er Time began; 'tis your divine Reward. When Christ returns, wake every chearful Passion; And shout, ye Saints; he comes for your Salvation. Pause. 6 "I am the Saviour, I th' Almighty GOD, "I am the Judge: Ye Heav'ns proclaim abroad "My just eternal Sentence, and declare "Those awful Truths that Sinners dread to hear. When GOD appears, all Nature shall adore him; While Sinners tremble, Saints rejoice before him. 7 "Stand forth, thou bold Blasphemer & Profane, "Now feel my Wrath, nor call my Threatnings vain: "Thou Hypocrite, once drest in Saint's Attire, "I doom the painted Hypocrite to Fire. Judgment proceeds; Hell trembles; Heav'n rejoices; Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, with chearful Voices. 8 "Not for the Want of Goats or Bullocks slain "Do I condemn thee; Bulls and Goats are vain "Without the Flame of Love; in vain the Store Of brutal Off'rings that were mine before. Earth is the Lord's, all Nature shall adore him; While Sinners tremble, Saints rejoice before him. 9 "If I were hungry, would I ask thee food? "When did I thirst, or drink thy Bullocks Blood? Mine are the tamer Beasts and savage Breed, "Flocks, Herds, and Fields, and Forests where they feed. All is the Lord's, he rules the wide Creation; Gives Sinners Vengeance, and the Saints Salvation. 10 "Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing Bows, "Thy solemn Chatt'rings and fantastic Vows? "Are my Eyes charm'd thy Vestments to behold "Glaring in Bems, and gay in woven Gold? God is the Judge of Hearts, no fair Disguises Can screen the Guilty, when his Vengeance rises. Pause. 11 "Unthinking Wretch! how could'st thou hope to please "A GOD, a Spirit, with such Toys as these? "While with my Grace and Statutes on thy Tongue, "Thou lov'st Deceit, and dost thy Brother wrong; Judgment proceeds; Hell trembles; Heav'n rejoices; Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, with chearful Voices. 12 "In vain to pious Forms thy Zeal pretends, "Thieves & Adult'rers are thy chosen Friends; "While the false Flatt'rer at my Altar waits, "His harden'd Soul divine Instruction hates. God is the Judge of Hearts, no fair Disguises Can screen the Guilty when his Vengeance rises. 13 "Silent I waited with long-suffering Love; "But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove? "And cherish such an impious Thought within, "That the All-holy would indulge thy Sin? See, God appears, all Nature joins t' adore him; Judgment proceeds, and Sinners fall before him. 14 "Behold my Terrors now; my Thunders roll, "And thy own Crimes affright thy guilty Soul. "Now like a Lion shall my Vengeance tear "Thy bleeding Heart, and no Deliv'rer near." Judgment concludes; Hell trembles; Heav'n rejoices; Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, with chearful Voices. Epiphonema. Sinners, awake betimes; ye Fools, be wise; Awake before this dreadful Morning rise, Change your vain Thoughts, your crooked Works amend, Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your Friend. Then join the Saints; Wake ev'ry chearful Passion; When Christ returns, he comes for your Salvation. Topics: Formal worship; God the judge; Hypocrites and hypocrisy; Judgment Day; Obedience better than sacrifice; Profession false; Saints Reward at last; Sin of Tongue Scripture: Psalm 50
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The Backslider restored; or, Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Christ

Appears in 342 hymnals 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. Topics: Backsliding soul restored; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ Our Hope; Confession of Sin, Repentance and Pardon; Distress relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Pardon of original and actual sin; Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Chirst; Sabbath Sacrifice; Sin original and actual, confessed and pardoned; Spirit his teaching desired; Wickedness of Man Scripture: Psalm 51
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The Morning of the Lord's Day

Appears in 392 hymnals First Line: Early, my GOD, without Delay Lyrics: 1 Early, my GOD, without Delay, In haste to seek thy Face; My thirsty Spirit faints away Without thy chearing Grace. 2 So Pilgrims on the scorching Sand, Beneath a burning Sky, Long for a cooling Stream at Hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy Glory and thy Pow'r Thro' all thy Temples shine; My GOD, repeat that heav'nly Hour, That Vision so divine. 4 Not all the Blessings of a Feast Can please my Soul so well, As when thy richer Grace I taste, And in thy Presence dwell. 5 Not Life itself, with all her Joys, Can my best Passions move; Or rise so high my chearful Voice, As thy forgiving Love. 6 Thus till my last expiring Day, I'll bless my GOD and King; Thus will I lift my Hands to pray, And tune my Lips to sing. Topics: Converse with God; Longing after God; Lord's Day Morning; Love of God better than life; Meditation; Midnight thoughts; Worship absence from it Scripture: Psalm 63:1-5
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The Blessedness of the Saints, and Misery of Sinners

Appears in 83 hymnals First Line: Blest are the undefil'd in Heart Lyrics: 1 Blest are the undefil'd in Heart, Whose Ways are right and clean; Who never from thy Law depart, But fly from ev'ry Sin. 2 Blest are the Men that keep thy Word, And practise thy Commands; With their whole Heart they seek the Lord, And serve Thee with their Hands. 3 Great is their Peace who love thy Law; How firm their Souls abide! Nor can a bold Temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my Heart have inward Joy, And keep my Face from Shame, When all thy Statutes I obey, And honour all thy Name. 5 But haughty Sinners God will hate, The Proud shall die accurst; The Sons of falsehood and deceit Are trodden to the dust. 6 Vile as the Dross the Wicked are; And those that leave thy Ways Shall see Salvation from afar, But never taste thy Grace. Topics: Saints happy, and sinners cursed; Counsel and Support from God; Delight in Law of God Scripture: Psalm 119:1-3
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Christ's Condescension and Glorification; or GOD made Man

Appears in 67 hymnals First Line: O Lord, our God, how wond'rous great 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 thy Works on high, The Moon that rules the Night, And 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 his Nature so? 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal Form, Made lower than his Angels are, To save a dying worm. 5 [Yet while he liv'd on Earth unknown, And Men 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 lesser Glories of the Son Shone through 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 Honours 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. Topics: Adam the first and second their Dominion; Christ exalted to the kingdom; Christ his condescension and glorification; Christ praiseed by Children; Dominion of Man over Creatures; God his sovereignty and goodness to man; God made man; God praised by children; Goodness of God; Hosanna of the Childern Scripture: Psalm 8
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Complaint in Sickness; or Diseases healed

Appears in 41 hymnals First Line: In Anger, Lord, rebuke me not Lyrics: 1 In Anger, Lord, rebuke me not, Withdraw the dreadful Storm; Nor let thy Fury grow so hot Against a feeble Worm. 2 My Soul's bow'd down with heavy Cares, My Flesh with Pain opprest: My Couch is Witness to my Tears, My tears forbid my Rest. 3 Sorrow and Pain wear out my Days; I waste the Night with Cries, Counting the Minutes as they pass, 'Till the slow Morning rise. 4 Shall I be still tormented more? Mine Eye consum'd with Grief? How long, my God, how long, before Thine Hand affords Relief? 5 He hears when Dust and Ashes speak, He pities all our Groans; He saves us for his Mercy's Sake, And heals our broken Bones. 6 The Virtue of his sov'reign Word Restores our fainting Breath; For silent Graves praise not the Lord, Nor is he known in Death. Topics: Complaint of sickness; Deliverance from Temptations; Devotions on a sick Bed; Harvest; Satan subdued; Sickness healed; Temptations in sickness; Victory over temptations Scripture: Psalm 6

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