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Breathing after Heaven

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #184a (1791) First Line: Return, O God of love, return Lyrics: 1 Return, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place; How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face? 2 Let heaven succeed our painful years Let sin and sorrow cease, And in proportion to our tears So make our joys increase. 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne In all thy beauty, Lord; And the poor service we have done Meet a divine reward. Scripture: Psalm 90:13-17 Languages: English

The frailty and shortness of life

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #184b (1791) First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame? Our life! how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day, 'Tis mould'ring back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble pow'rs decay, Swift as a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight; We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of bless'd eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

Safety in public diseases and dangers

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #185 (1791) First Line: He that hath made his refuge God Lyrics: 1 He that hath made his refuge God, Shall find a most secure abode; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, "My God, thy pow'r "Shall be my fortress and my tower; "I that am form'd of feeble dust Make thine Almighty arm my trust. 3 Thrice happy man! thy Maker’s care Shall keep the from the fowler’s snare; From Satan's wiles, who still betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 Just as a hen protects her brood, From birds of prey that seek their blood, The Lord his faithful saints shall guard And endless life be their reward. 5 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire; God is their life, his wings are spread To shield them with an healthful shade. 6 If vapours with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe: the poison'd air Grows pure, if Israel’s God be there. Pause. 7 What though a thousand, at thy side, Around thy path ten thousand died, Thy God his chosen people saves Amongst the dead, amidst the graves. 8 So when he sent his angel down To make his wrath in Egypt known, And slew their sons, his careful eye Past all the doors of Jacob by. 9 But if the fire, or plague, or sword, Receive commission from the Lord, To strike his saints among the rest, Their very pains and deaths are bless'd. 10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire Shall but fulfil their best desire; From sins and sorrows set them free, And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. Scripture: Psalm 91:1-7 Languages: English

Protection from death, guard of angels, victory and deliverance

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #186 (1791) First Line: Ye sons of men, a feeble race Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Expos'd to ev'ry snare, Come make the Lord your dwelling place, And try and trust his care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'Twill raise his saints on high. 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the stones; Are they not servants at his call, And sent t' attend his sons? 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread; The tempter's wiles defeat: He that hath bruis'd the serpent's head Puts him beneath your feet. 6 "Because on me they set their love, "I'll save them," saith the Lord; "I'll bear their joyful souls above, "Destruction and the sword. 7 "My grace shall answer when they call, "In trouble I'll be nigh: "My power shall help them when they fall, "And raise them when they die. 8 "Those that on earth my name have known, "I'll honor will in heav'n; "There my salvation shall be shown, "And endless life be giv'n." Scripture: Psalm 91:9-16 Languages: English

A psalm for the Lord's Day

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #187 (1791) First Line: Sweet is the work, my God, my King Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing, To shew thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize my breast, Oh may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; Thy works of grace how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels! how divine! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; Like grass they flourish, 'till thy breath Blast them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil to cheer my head. 6 Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex my eyes and ears no more: My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. 7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desir'd, or wish'd below; And ev'ry power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Scripture: Psalm 92 Languages: English

The church is the garden of God

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #188 (1791) First Line: Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand Lyrics: 1 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thine hand; Let me within thy courts be seen Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; (Nature decays, but grace must thrive) Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they shew The Lord is holy, just and true; None that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. Scripture: Psalm 92:12-15 Languages: English

The eternal and the sovereign God

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #189 (1791) First Line: Jehovah reigns: he dwells in light Lyrics: 1 Jehovah reigns: he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The world created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 Forever shall thy throne endure; Thy promise stands for ever sure; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. Scripture: Psalm 93 Languages: English

The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #190a (1791) Lyrics: 1 The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high; His robes of state are strength and majesty: This wide creation rose at his command, Built by his word, establish'd by his hand: Long stood his throne ere he began creation, And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 2 God is th' eternal king; thy foes in vain Raise their rebellions to confound thy reign; In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, And roar and tost their waves against the skies; Foaming at heav'n, they rage with wild commotion But heav'n's high arches scorn the swelling ocean. 3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods be still, And thou, mad world, submissive to his will: Built on his truth his church must ever stand; Firm are his promises, and strong his hand; See his own sons, when they appear before him, Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. Scripture: Psalm 93 Languages: English

The Lord Jehovah reigns

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #190b (1791) Lyrics: 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state maintains, His head with awful glories crown'd; Array'd in robes of light, Begirt with sov'reign might, And rays of majesty around. 2 Upheld by thy commands The world securely stands, And skies and stars obey thy word: Thy throne was fixt on high Ere stars adorn'd the sky; Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 3 In vain the noisy crowd, Like billows fierce and loud, Against thine empire rage and roar; In vain with angry spite The surly nations fight, And dash like waves against the shore. 4 Let floods and nations rage, And all their power engage, Let swelling tides assault the sky; The terrors of thy frown Shall beat their madness down; Thy throne forever stands on high. 5 Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new, There fix'd thy church shall ne'er remove; Thy saints with holy fear Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love. Scripture: Psalm 93 Languages: English

Saints chastised, and sinners destroyed; or, Instructive afflictions

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #191 (1791) First Line: O God! to whom revenge belongs Lyrics: 1 O God! to whom revenge belongs, Proclaim thy wrath aloud; Let sov'reign power redress our wrongs, Let justice smite the proud. 2 They say, "The Lord nor sees nor hears;" When will the vain be wise; Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears? Or blind who made their eyes? 3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, And they shall feel his power: His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain In some surprising hour. 4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, Thou hast a gentler rod; Thy providence, thy sacred book Shall make them know their God. 5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise, And to his duty draw; Thy scourges make thy children wise When they forget thy law. 6 But God will ne’er cast off his saints, Nor his own promise break; He pardons his inheritance For their Redeemer’s sake. Scripture: Psalm 94:1-2 Languages: English