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My spirit sinks within me, Lord

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XLII.II (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 42:7-11 Lyrics: 7 My spirit sinks with me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 8 Huge troubles with tumult'ous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; The rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremend'ous o’er my head. 9 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 10 I’ll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heav’nly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 11 I’ll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 12 My God, my most exceeding joy. Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav’nly hill. Topics: Melancholy Thoughts reproved Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XLIIb (1785) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my GOD was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread, Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my GOD, my heavenly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke? 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My GOD, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts repoved; or, Hope in Affliction

Hymnal: Psalms #42b (1793) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumult'ous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremend'ous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heav'nly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly hill. Languages: English

My Spirit sinks within me, Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P42b (1766) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Lyrics: 1 My Spirits sink within me, Lord, But I will call thy Name to mind; And Times of past Distress record, When I have found my GOD was kind. 2 Huge Troubles, with tumultuous Noise, Swell like a Sea, and round me spread; Thy Water-spouts drown all my Joys, And rising Waves roll o'er my Head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his Love, When I address his Throne by Day, Nor in the Night his grace remove; The Night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his Feet, And say, "My GOD, my heav'nly Rock, "Why doth thy Love so long forget "The Soul that groans beneath thy Stroke?" 5 I'll chide my Heart that sinks so low, Why should my Soul indulge her Grief? Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my Rest, my sure Relief. 6 Thy Light and Truth shall guide me still, Thy Word shall my best Thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly Hill, My GOD, my most exceeding Joy. Topics: Complaint of the Absence from Public Worship; Direction and hope; Hope in Affliction; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

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.) #75b (1786) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heavenly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts Reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #75b (1790) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heavenly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Afflictons

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #77 (1740) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My Spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My Spirits sink within me, Lord, But I will call thy Name to mind; And Times of past Distress record, When I have found my GOD was kind. 2 Huge Troubles, with tumultuous Noise, Swell like a Sea, and round me spread; Thy Water-spouts drown all my Joys, And rising Waves roll o'er my Head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his Love, When I address his Throne by Day, Nor in the Night his grace remove; The Night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his Feet, And say, "My GOD, my heav'nly Rock, "Why doth thy Love so long forget "The Soul that groans beneath thy Stroke?" 5 I'll chide my Heart that sinks so low, Why should my Soul indulge her Grief? Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my Rest, my sure Relief. 6 Thy Light and Truth shall guide me still, Thy Word shall my best Thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly Hill, My GOD, my most exceeding Joy. Topics: Complaint of the Absence from Public Worship; Direction and hope; Hope in Affliction; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

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.) #81b (1786) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heavenly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts reproved; or, Hope in Affliction

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #81b (1787) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heavenly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. Topics: Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved; Complaint of Absence form Public Worship; Delight in God; Direction and hope; Longing after God; Melancholy reproved Languages: English

Melancholy thoughts reproved; or, Hope in affliction

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #87a (1791) Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise, Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "My God, my heav'nly Rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low; Why should my soul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly hill. Languages: English