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The God of glory sends his summons forth
Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #114 (1790) Scripture: Psalm 50 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; heav'n rejoices
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful 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 ev'ry cheerful passion;
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation.
4 'Behold! my cov'nant stands for ever good,
'Seal'd by th' eternal aacrifice 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 your 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
'Ere time began; 'tis your divine reward.'
When Christ returns, wake ev'ry cheerful passion:
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation.
Pause 1.
6 "I am the Savior, 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, and profane,
'Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain:
'Thou hypocrite, once dress'd in saints' attire,
'I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.'
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful 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 bullock's 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 gems, and gay in woven gold?
God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises.
Pause 2.
11 'Unthinking wretch! how couldst 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 cheerful voices.
12 'In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends;
'Thieves and 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-suff'ring 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 cheerful voices.
Epiphonema:
15 'Sinners awake betimes; ye fools be wise;
'Awake before this dreadful morning rise:
'Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works amend,
'Fly to the Savior, make the Judge your friend.'
Then join, the saints, wake ev'ry cheerful passion;
When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. Languages: English
The God of glory sends his summons forth
The God of glory sends his summons forth
Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Sacred Poetry #471 (1812) Scripture: Psalm 50 Topics: Life, Death, Judgment, and a Future State Languages: English
The God of glory sends his summons forth
God, My Hope on You Is Founded
Author: Joachim Neander; Robert Seymour Bridges, 1844-1930 Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #529 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7.3.3.7 Scripture: Psalm 50 Topics: Hope; Praise of God; Trust Languages: English Tune Title: MICHAEL
God, My Hope on You Is Founded
The praises of Jehovah
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #68 (1891) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 50:1 First Line: Servants of God, in joyful lays Topics: God Adored; God Condescension of; God Greatness of ; God Majesty of; God Mercy of; God Prayer-hearing; Joy In the Lord; Praise Calls to; Praise To Jehovah; Worship Calls to Languages: English
The praises of Jehovah
The glories of Jehovah
Hymnal: New Hymn and Tune Book #135c (1889) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 50:1 First Line: Servants of God! in joyful lays Topics: Introductory to Worship Languages: English Tune Title: BRIDGEWATER
The glories of Jehovah
Hail, gladdening Light, of his pure glory poured
Author: John Keble, 1792-1866 Hymnal: Singing the Faith #143 (2011) Meter: Irregular Scripture: Psalm 50:1 Topics: Morning and Evening Languages: English Tune Title: SEBASTE
Hail, gladdening Light, of his pure glory poured
Psalm 50 Part 3
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.115 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 50 First Line: The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns Lyrics:
The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And soothe and flatter those they hate.
They watch to do their neighbors wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his cov'nant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
To heav'n they lift their hands unclean,
Defiled with lust, defiled with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
And while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
O dreadful hour! when God draws near
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rise.
Topics: Judgment day; Sinner and saint's portion; God the judge; Hypocrites and hypocrisy; Sins of tongue; Formal worship; Obedience better than sacrifice; Professions false; Saints rewarded at last Languages: English
Psalm 50 Part 3
Hypocrisy exposed
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #Ld (1780) Scripture: Psalm 50 First Line: The Lord the judge, his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord the judge his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name,
With lips of falshood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And soothe and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their maker's face;
They take his cov'nant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise ev'ry sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
6 O dreadful hour! when God draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rise. Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
Hypocrisy exposed
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #Ld (1785) Scripture: Psalm 50 First Line: The Lord, the judge his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the judge his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his covenant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to GOD.
5 And while his judgements long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
7 Oh dreadful hour! when GOD draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliverer dare to rise. Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
Hypocrisy exposed
Hymnal: Psalms #50d (1793) Scripture: Psalm 50 First Line: The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And sooth and flatter those they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his cov'nant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise every sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
7 Oh dreadful hour! when God draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rise. Languages: English
Hypocrisy exposed
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