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Breathing after holiness

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #254 (1791) First Line: O that the Lord would guide my ways Lyrics: 1 O that the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will! 2 O send thy Spirit down to write Thy law upon my heart! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes; Let no corrupt design Nor covetous desires, arise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere! Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip; Yet since I keep in mind thy way, Restore thy wand'ring sheep. 5 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God. Scripture: Psalm 119:5 Languages: English

Breathing after comfort and deliverance

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #255a (1791) First Line: My God, consider my distress Lyrics: 1 My God, consider my distress, Let mercy plead my cause; Though I have sinn'd against thy grace, I ne'er forget thy laws. 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, Which I so justly fear; Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, Not let my shame appear. 3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, Nor let the proud oppress; But make thy waiting servant see The shinings of thy face. 4 My eyes with expectation fail; My heart within me cries, "When will the Lord his truth fulfil, "And make my comforts rise?" 5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, And show thy grace the same, Thy tender mercies still afford To those that love thy name. Scripture: Psalm 119:153 Languages: English

Holy fear and tenderness of conscience

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #255b (1791) First Line: With my whole heart I've sought thy face Lyrics: 1 With my whole heart I've sought thy face, Oh let me never stray From thy commands, O God of grace, Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thy word I've plac'd within my heart, To keep my conscience clean, And be an everlasting guard From ev'ry rising sin. 3 I'm a companion of the saints, Who fear and love the Lord; My sorrows rise, my nature faints, When men transgress thy word. 4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong, My spirit stands in awe; My soul abhors a lying tongue, But loves thy righteous law. 5 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears The threat'nings of thy word; My flesh with holy trembling fears The judgments of the Lord. 6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait For thy salvation still; While thy whole law is my delight, And I obey thy will. Scripture: Psalm 119:10-11 Languages: English

Benefit of afflictions, and support under them

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #256 (1791) First Line: Consider all my sorrows, Lord Lyrics: 1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliv'rance send; My soul for thy salvation faints, When will my troubles end? 2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 This is the comfort I enjoy When new distress begins, I read thy word, I run thy way, And hate my former sins. 4 Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, My soul, oppress'd with sorrow's weight, Had sunk amongst the dead. 5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Though they may seem severe; The sharpest suff'rings I endure, Flow from thy faithful care. 6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod, My feet were apt to stray; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. Scripture: Psalm 119:153 Languages: English

Holy Resolutions

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #257 (1791) First Line: O that thy statutes ev'ry hour Lyrics: 1 O that thy statutes ev'ry hour Might dwell upon my mind! Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, Thy word is all my joy. 3 How would I run in thy commands, If thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large! 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name; I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear, Nor yield to sinful shame. 5 Let bands of persecutors rise To rob me of my right, Let pride and malice forge their lies, Thy law is my delight. 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, Whose hands and hearts are ill: I love my God, I love his ways, I must obey his will. Scripture: Psalm 119:93 Languages: English

A prayer for quickening grace

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #258 (1791) First Line: My soul lies cleaving to the dust Lyrics: 1 My soul lies cleaving to the dust; Lord, give me life divine; From vain desires, and ev'ry lust, Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way, Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. 3 When sore afflictions press me down, I need thy quick'ning pow'rs; Thy word that I have rested on, Shall help my heaviest hours. 4 Are not thy mercies sov'reign still, And thou a faithful God? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heav'nly road? 5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face? And yet how slow my spirits move Without enliv'ning grace! 6 Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word, When I have felt its quick'ning pow'r To draw me near the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 119:25 Languages: English

Grace shining in difficulties and trials

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #259a (1791) First Line: When pain and anguish seize me, Lord Lyrics: 1 When pain and anguish seize me, Lord, All my support is from thy word: My soul dissolves for heaviness; Uphold me with thy strength'ning grace. 2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies, They watch my feet with envious eyes, And tempt my soul to snares and sin; Yet thy commands I ne'er decline. 3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause, They hate to see me love thy laws; But I will trust and fear thy name, Till pride and malice die with shame. Scripture: Psalm 119:143 Languages: English

Sanctified afflictions; or, Delight in the word of God

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #259b (1791) First Line: Father, I bless thy gentle hand Lyrics: 1 Father, I bless thy gentle hand; How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul to God! 2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord, I left my guide, and lost my way: But now I love and keep thy word. 3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell; 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 4 The law that issues from thy mouth Shall raise my cheerful passions more Than all the treasures of the south, Or western hills of golden ore. 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy spirit form'd my soul within: Teach me to know thy wondrous name, And guard me safe from death and sin. 6 Then all that love and fear the Lord At my salvation shall rejoice; For I have trusted in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice. Scripture: Psalm 119:67 Languages: English

Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors; or A devout wish for peace

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #260 (1791) First Line: Thou God of love, thou ever-blest Lyrics: 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suff'ring state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste My golden hours of life. 3 Oh might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell? 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms! I am for peace; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong: What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. Scripture: Psalm 120 Languages: English

Divine protection

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #261 (1791) First Line: Up to the hills I lift mine eyes Lyrics: 1 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, Th' eternal hills beyond the skies; Thence all her help my soul derives; There my almighty refuge lives. 2 He lives; the everlasting God, That built the world, that spread the flood; The heav'ns with all their host, he made, And the dark regions of the dead. 3 He guides our feet, he guards our way; His morning smiles adorn the day: He spreads the ev'ning veil, and keeps The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 4 Israel, a name divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest; Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber, nor surprise. 5 No sun shall smite thy head by day, Nor the pale moon with sickly ray Shall blast thy couch; nor baleful star Dart his malignant fire so far. 6 Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go, and still return; Safe in the Lord! his heav'nly care Defends thy life from every snare. 7 On thee foul spirits have no power; And in thy last departing hour Angels, that trace the airy road, Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. Scripture: Psalm 121 Languages: English