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Deliver me, O Lord my God

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LIX (1760) Lyrics: 1 Deliver me, O Lord my God, from all my spiteful Foes: In my Defence oppose thy Pow'r to theirs, who me oppose. 2 Preserve me from a wicked Race, who make a Trade of Ill; Protect me from remorseless Men, who seek my Blood to spill. 3 They lie in wait, and mighty Pow'rs against my Life combine, Implacable; yet, Lord, Thou know'st, for no Offence of mine. 4 In Haste they run about, and watch my guiltless Life to take: Look down, o lord, on my Distress, and to my Help awake. 5 Thou, Lord of Hosts, and Israel's God, their Heathen Rage suppress; Relentless Vengeance take on those who stubbornly transgress. 6 At Ev'ning to beset my House, like growling Dogs they meet; While others through the City range, and ransack ev'ry Street. 7 Their Throats invenom'd Slander breathe; their Tongues are sharpn'd Swords: "Who hears? (say they); or, hearing dares "Reprove our lawless Words?" 8 But from thy Throne Thou shalt, O Lord, their baffled Plots deride; And soon to Scorn and Shame expose their boasted Heathen Pride. 9 On Thee I wait; 'tis on thy Strength for Succour I depend; 'Tis Thou, O God, art my Defence, who only canst defend. 10 Thy Mercy, Lord, which has so oft from Danger set me free, Shall crown my Wishes, and subdue my haughty Foes to me. 11 Destroy them not, O Lord, at once restrain thy vengeful Blow; Lest we, ingratefully, too soon forget their Overthrow. Disperse them through the Nations round, by thy avenging Pow'r: Do Thou bring down their haughty Pride, O Lord, our Shield and Tow'r. 12 Now in the Height of all their Hopes, their Arrogance chastise; Whose Tongues have sinn'd without Restraint, and Curses join'd with Lyes. 13 Nor shalt Thou, whilst their Race endures, thine Anger, Lord, suppress; That distant Lands, by their just Doom, may Israel's God confess. 14 At Ev'ning let them still persist like growling Dogs, to meet; Still wander all the City round, and traverse ev'ry Street. 15 Then, as for malice now they do, for Hunger let them stray; And yell their vain Complaints aloud, defeated of their Prey: 16 Whilst early I thy Mercy sing, thy wond'rous Pow'r confess: For Thou hast been my sure Defence, my Refuge in Distress. 17 To Thee, with never-ceasing Praise, O God, my Strength, I'll sing: Thou art my God, the Rock from whence my Health and Safety spring Scripture: Psalm 59 Languages: English

Do Thou, O God, in Mercy help

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LVI (1760) Lyrics: 1 Do Thou, O God, in Mercy help; for Man my Life pursues: To crush me with repeated Wrongs, he daily Strife renews. 2 Continually my spiteful Foes to ruin me combine: Thou seest, who sitt'st inthrone'd on high, what mighty Numbers join. 3 But, tho' sometimes surpriz'd by Fear (on Danger's first Alarm); Yet still for Succour I depend on thy almighty Arm. 4 God's faithful Promise I shall praise, on which I now rely: In God I trust, and, trusting Him, the Arm of Flesh defy. 5 They wrest my Words, and make 'em speak a Sense they never meant: Their Thoughts are all, with restless Spite, on my Destruction bent. 6 In close Assemblies they combine, and wicked Projects lay; They watch my Steps, and lie in wait to make my soul their Prey. 7 Shall such Injustice still escape? O righteous God, arise; Let thy just Wrath (too long provok'd) this impious Race chastise. 8 Thou numb'rset all my wand'ring Steps, since first compel'd to flee: My very Tears are treasur'd up, and register'd by Thee. 9 When therefore I invoke thy Aid, my Foes shall be oe'rthrown; For I am well assur'd, that God my righteous Cause will own. 10,11 I'll trust God's Word, and so despise the Force that Man can raise: 12 To Thee, O God, my Vows are due; to Thee I'll render Praise. 13 Thou hast retriev'd my Soul from Death, and Thou wilt still secure The Life Thou hast so oft preserv'd, and make my Footsteps sure: That thus, protected by thy Pow'r, I may this Light enjoy: And in the Service of my God my lengthen'd Days employ. Scripture: Psalm 56 Languages: English

For Thee, O God, our constant Praise

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LXV (1760) Lyrics: 1 For Thee, O God, our constant Praise In Sion waits, thy chosen Seat; Our promis'd Altars there we'll raise, And all our zealous Vows complete. 2 O Thou, who to my humble Pray'r Didst always bend thy list'ning Ear, To Thee shall all Mankind repair, And at thy gracious Throne appear. 3 Our Sins (tho' numberless) in vain To stop thy flowing Mercy try; Whilst Thou o'erlook'st the guilty Stain, And washest out the crimson Dye. 4 Blest is the Man, who, near Thee plac'd, Within thy sacred Dwelling lives! Whilst we, at humble Distance, taste The vast Delights thy Temple gives. 5 By wond'rous Acts, O God most Just, Have we thy gracious Answer found: In Thee remotest Nations trust, And those whom stormy Waves surround. 6,7 God, by His Strength, sets fast the Hills, And does His matchless Pow'r engage; With which the Sea's loud Waves He stills, And angry Crouds tumultuous Rage. Part II 8 Thou Lord, dost barb'rous Lands dismay, When they thy dreadful Tokens view: With Joy they see the Night and Day Each others Track, by Turns, pursue. 9 From out thy unexhausted Store Thy Rain relieves the thirsty Ground; Makes Lands, that barren were before, With Corn and useful Fruits abound. 10 On rising Ridges down it pours, And ev'ry furrow'd Valley fills: Thou makest them soft with gentle Show'rs, In which a blest Increase distills. 11 Thy Goodness does the circling Year With fresh Returns of Plenty crown; And where thy glorious Paths appear, Thy fruitful Clouds drop Fatness down. 12 They drop on barren Forests, chang'd By them to Pastures fresh and green: The Hills about in Order rang'd, In beauteous Robes of Joy are seen. 13 Large Flocks with fleecy Wool adorn The chearful Downs; the Vallies bring A plenteous Crop of full-ear'd Corn, And seem, for Joy, to shout and sing. Scripture: Psalm 65 Languages: English

For ever blest be God the Lord

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXLIV (1760) Lyrics: 1 For ever blest be God the Lord, Who does his needful Aid impart, At once both Strength and Skill afford To wield my Arms with warlike Art. 2 His Goodness is my Fort and Tow'r, My strong Deliv'rance and my Shield; In him I trust, whose matchless Pow'r Makes to my Sway fierce Nations yield. 3 Lord, what's in Man, that thou should'st love Such tender Care of him to take? What in his Offspring could Thee move Such great Account of him to make? 4 The Life of Man does quickly fade, His Thoughts but empty are and vain; His Days are like a flying Shade, Of whose short Stay no Signs remain. 5 In solemn State, O God, descend, Whilst Heav'n its lofty Head inclines; The smoaking Hills asunder rend, Of thy Approach the awful Signs. 6 Discharge thy dreadful Lightning round, And make thy scatter'd Foes retreat; Them with thy pointed Arrows wound, And their Destruction soon compleat. 7.8 Do Thou, O Lord, from Heav'n engage Thy boundless Pow'r my Foes to quell, And snatch me from the stormy Rage Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell. Fight Thou against my foreign Foes, Who utter Speeches false and vain; Who tho' in solemn Leagues they close, Their sworn Engagements ne'er maintain. 9 So I to Thee, O King of Kings, In joyful Hymns my Voice shall raise, And Instruments of various Strings Shall help me thus to sing thy Praise. 10 "God does to Kings his Aid afford, "To them his sure Salvation sends; "'Tis He that from the murd'ring Sword, "His Servant David still defends." 11 Fight Thou against my foreign Foes, Who utter Speeches false and vain; Who tho' in solemn Leagues they close, Their sworn Engagements ne'er maintain. 12 Then our young Sons like Trees shall grow, Well planted in some fruitful Place; Our Daughters shall like Pillars show, Design'd some Royal Court to grace. 13 Our Garners fill'd with various Store, Shall us and ours with Plenty feed, Our Sheep increasing more and more, Shall thousands and ten thousands breed. 14 Strong shall our lab'ring Oxen grow, Nor in their constant Labour faint; Whilst we no War nor Slav'ry know, And in our Streets hear no Complaint. 15 Thrice happy is that Peoples Case, Whose various Blessing thus abound: Who God's true Worship still embrace, And are with his Protection crown'd. Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English

From lowest Depths of Woe

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #CXXX (1760) Lyrics: 1 From lowest Depths of Woe to God I sent my Cry; 2 Lord, hear my supplicating Voice, and graciously reply. 3 Should'st thou severely judge, who can the Trial bear? 4 But Thou forgiv'st, least we despond, and quite renounce thy Fear. 5 My Soul with Patience waits for Thee the living Lord; My Hopes are on thy Promise built thy never-failing Word. 6 My longing Eyes look out for thy enliv'ning Ray, More duly than the Morning Watch to spy the dawning Day. 7 Let Isr'el trust in God, no Bounds his Mercy knows; The plenteous Source and Spring from whence eternal Succour flows, 8 Whose friendly Streams to us supplies in Want convey; A healing Spring, a Spring to cleanse, and wash our Guilt away. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Give ear, thou Judge of all the earth

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LV (1760) Lyrics: 1 Give Ear, Thou Judge of all the Earth, and listen when I pray; Nor from thy humble Suppliant turn thy glorious Face away. 2 Attend to this my sad Complaint, and hear my grievous Moans; Whilst I my mournful Case declare with artless Sighs and Groans. 3 Hark how the Foe insults aloud! how fierce Oppressors rage! Whose sland'rous Tongues with wrathful Hate against my Fame engage. 4,5 My Heart is rack'd with Pain, my Soul with deadly Frights distress'd; With Fear and Trembling compass'd round, with Horror quite oppress'd. 6 How often wish'd I then, that I the Dove's swift Wings could get; That I might take my speedy Flight, and seek a safe Retreat! 7,8 Then would I wander far from hence; and in wild Desarts stray, Till all this furious Storm were spent, this Tempest past away. Part II 9 Destroy, O Lord, their ill Designs, their Counsels soon divide; For through the City my griev'd Eyes have Strife and Rapine spy'd. 10 By Day and Night on ev'ry Wall they walk their constant Round; And, in the midst of all her Strength, are Grief and Mischief found. 11 Whoe'er thro' ev'ry Part shall roam, will fresh Disorders meet; Deceit and Guile their constant Posts maintain in ev'ry Street. 12 For 'twas not any open Foe, that false Reflections made; For then I could with Ease have borne the bitter Things he said: 'Twas none who Hatred had profess'd, that did against me rise; For then I had withdrawn myself from his malicious Eyes. 13,14 But 'twas ev'n thou, my Guide, my Friend, whom tend'rest Love did join: Whose sweet Advice I valu'd most, whose Pray'rs were mix'd with mine. 15 Sure, Vengeance equal to their Crimes such Traitors must surprise, And sudden Death requite those Ills they wickedly devise. 16,17 But I will call on God, who still shall in my Aid appear: At Morn, and Noon, and Night I'll pray, and He my Voice shall hear. Part III 18 God has releas'd my Soul from those, that did with me contend; And made a num'rous Host of Friends my righteous Cause defend. 19 For He, who was my Help of old, shall now His Suppliant hear; And punish those, whose prosp'rous State makes them no God to fear. 20 Whom can I trust, if faithless Men perfidiously devise To ruin me, their peaceful Friend, and break the strongest Ties? 21 Tho' soft and melting are their Words, their Hearts with War abound: Their Speeches are more smooth than Oil, and yet like Swords they wound. 22 Do thou, my Soul, on God depend, and He shall thee sustain: He aids the Just, whom to supplant the Wicked strive in vain. 23 My Foes, that trad in Lies and Blood, shall all untimely die; Whilst I, for Health, and Length of Days, on Thee my God, rely. Scripture: Psalm 55 Languages: English

Glory to God the Father's Name

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #HLXXV (1760) Lyrics: 1 Glory to God the Father's Name, who, from our sinful Race Chose out his Fav'rites to proclaim the Honours of his Grace. 2 Glory to God the Son be paid, who dwelt in humble Clay, And, to redeem us from the Dead, gave his own Life away. 3 Glory to God the Spirit give, from whose almighty Pow'r Our Souls their heav'nly Birth derive, and bless the happy Hour. 4 Glory to God that reigns above, th' eternal Three and One, Who by the Wonders of his Love has made his Nature known. Languages: English

God in the great Assembly stands

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LXXXII (1760) Lyrics: 1 God in the great Assembly stands, where his impartial Eye In State surveys the earthen Gods, and does their Judgments try. 2,3 How dare ye then unjustly judge, or be to Sinners kind? Defend the Orphans, and the Poor: let such your Justice find. 4 Protect the humble helpless Man, reduc'd to deep Distress, And let not him become a Prey to such as would oppress. 5 They neither know, nor will they learn, but blindly rove and stray: Justice and Truth, the World's Support thro' all the Land decay. 6 Well then might God in Anger say, "I've call'd ye by my Name: "I've said y'are God's, the Sons and Heirs "of my immortal Fame: 7 "But ne'ertheless your unjust Deeds "to strict Account I'll call: "You all shall die like common Men, "like other Tyrants fall." 8 Arise, and thy just Judgments, Lord, throughout the Earth display; And all the Nations of the world shall own thy righteous Sway. Scripture: Psalm 82 Languages: English

God is our Refuge in Distress

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #XLVI (1760) Lyrics: 1 God is our Refuge in Distress, A present Help, when Dangers press; In Him, undaunted, we'll confide; 2,3 Tho' Earth were from her Centre toss'd, And Mountains in the Ocean lost, Torn piece-meal by the roaring Tide. 4 A gentler Stream with Gladness still The City of our Lord shall fill, The Royal Seat of God most high; 5 God dwells in Sion, whose fair Tow'rs Shall mock th' Assaults of earthly Pow'rs, While his Almighty Aid is nigh. 6 In Tumults when the Heathen rag'd, And Kingdoms War against us wag'd, He thunder'd, and dispers'd their Pow'rs: 7 The Lord of Hosts conducts our Arms, Our Tow'r of Refuge in Alarms, Our Fathers guardian God, and ours. 8 Come see the Wonders He has wrought, On Earth what Desolation brought; 9 How He has calm'd the jarring World: He broke the warlike Spear and Bow; With them their thund'ring Chariots too Into devouring Flames when hurl'd. 10 Submit to God's almighty Sway, For Him the Heathen shall obey, And Earth her Sov'reign Lord confess: 11 The God of Hosts conducts our Arms, Our Tow'r of Refuge in Alarms, As to our Fathers in Distress. Scripture: Psalm 46 Languages: English

God's Temple crowns the holy Mount

Hymnal: NVPD1760 #LXXXVII (1760) Lyrics: 1 God's Temple crowns the holy Mount; The Lord there condescends to dwell: 2 His Sion's Gates in his Account, Our Isr'el's fairest Tents excel. 3 Fame glorious Things of Thee shall sing, O City of th' almighty King! 4 I'll mention Rahab with due Praise, In Babylon's Applauses join, The Fame of Ethiopia raise, With that of Tyre and Palestine; And grant that some, amongst them born, Their Age and Country did adorn. 5 But still of Sion I'll aver, That many such from her proceed; Th' Almighty shall establish her. 6 His gen'ral Lift shall shew , when read, That such a Person there was born, And such did such an Age adorn. 7 He'll Sion find with Numbers fill'd Of such as merit high Renown; For Hand and Voice Musicians skill'd, And (her transcending Fame to crown) Of such she shall Successions bring Like Waters from a living Spring. Scripture: Psalm 87 Languages: English