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Christ's sufferings and exaltation

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #49b (1791) First Line: Now let our mournful songs record Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, And shake their heads and laugh in scorn; "He rescued others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save. 3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his father and his friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now? 4 Oh savage people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their pow'r. 5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. 6 But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English
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God our shepherd

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #50 (1791) First Line: My shepherd is the living God Lyrics: 1 My shepherd is the living God; Now shall my wants be well supply'd; His providence and holy word Become my safety and my guide. 2 In pastures where salvation grows He makes me feed, he makes me rest, There living water gently flows, And all the food divinely blest. 3 My wandering feet his ways mistake; But he restores my soul to peace, And leads me for his mercy's sake, In the fair paths of righteousness. 4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy vale, Where death and all its terrors are, My heart and hope shall never fail, For God, my shepherd's, with me there. 5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps Thou art my comfort, thou my stay; Thy staff supports my feeble steps, Thy rod directs my doubtful way. 6 The sons of earth and sons of hell Gaze at thy goodness, and repine To see my table spread so well With living bread, and chearful wine. [7 How I rejoice, when on my head Thy Spirit condescends to rest! 'Tis a divine anointing shade, Like oil of gladness at a feast. 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord Attend his houshold all their days; There will I dwell to hear his word, To seek his face, and sing his praise.] Scripture: Psalm 23 Languages: English
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My shepherd will supply my need

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #51 (1791) Lyrics: 1 My shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name; In pastures fresh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream. 2 He brings my wandering spirit back When I forsake his ways, And leads me for his mercy's sake In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay; One word of thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 Thy hand in sight of all my foes Doth still my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head. 5 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days; O may thy house be mine abode, And all my work be praise! 6 There would I find a settled rest, (While others go and come) No more a stranger or a guest, But like a child at home. Scripture: Psalm 23 Languages: English
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The Lord my shepherd is

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #52 (1791) Lyrics: 1 The Lord my shepherd is, I shall be well supply'd; Since he is mine and I am his, What can I want beside? 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear; Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade, My shepherd's with me there. 5 Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my table spread, My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. Scripture: Psalm 23 Languages: English
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Dwelling with God

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #53a (1791) First Line: The earth for ever is the Lord's Lyrics: 1 The earth for ever is the Lord's With Adam's numerous race: He rais'd its arches o'er the floods, And built it on the seas. 2 But who among the sons of men May visit thine abode? He that has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God. 3 This is the man may rise and take The blessings of his grace; This is the lot of those that seek The God of Jacob's face. 4 Now let our souls' immortal pow'rs, To meet the Lord prepare, Lift up their everlasting doors, The king of glory's near. 5 The king of glory! who can tell The wonders of his might? He rules the nations; but to dwell With saints is his delight. Scripture: Psalm 24 Languages: English
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Saints dwell in heaven; or, Christ's ascension

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #53b (1791) First Line: This spacious earth is all the Lord's Lyrics: 1 This spacious earth is all the Lord’s, And men and worms, and beasts and birds; He rais'd the building on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling-place. 2 But there’s a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky: Who shall ascend that bless'd abode, And dwell so near his maker God? 3 He that abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean, Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. 4 These are the men, the pious race, That seek the God of Jacob’s face; These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. Pause. 5 Rejoice ye shining worlds on high, Behold the King of glory nigh! Who can this King of glory be? The mighty Lord, the Saviour’s he. 6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display, To make the Lord, the Saviour, way: Laden with spoils from earth and hell, The Conqu'ror comes with God to dwell. 7 Rais'd from the dead in awful state, He opens heav'n’s eternal gate, To give his saints a bless'd abode Near their Redeemer and their God. Scripture: Psalm 24 Languages: English
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Waiting for pardon and direction

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #54 (1791) First Line: I lift my soul to God Lyrics: 1 I lift my soul to God, My trust is in his name; Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell, Persuade me to despair; Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may ’scape the snare. 3 From beams of dawning light Till ev'ning shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways; And ev'ry humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness' sake He saves my soul from shame; He pardons (though my guilt be great) Through my Redeemer’s name. Scripture: Psalm 25 Languages: English
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Divine instruction

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #55 (1791) First Line: Where shall the man be found Lyrics: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And tremble at the rod? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his cov'nant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his pow'r Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his cov'nant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease, Before their Maker's face; Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. Scripture: Psalm 25:10-14 Languages: English
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Mine eyes and my desire

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #56 (1791) Lyrics: 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand assist my feet To 'scape the deadly snare? 3 When shall the sov'reign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dang'rous ways My wand'ring feet have trod! 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. Pause. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate! Against my life they rise and join, Their fury with deceit. 7 O keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame; For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again; Of Isra'l it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English
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Self-examination; or, Evidence of grace

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #57a (1791) First Line: Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways Lyrics: 1 Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways, And try my reins, and try my heart; My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit, With men of vanity and lies; The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Amongst thy saints will I appear Array'd in robes of innocence; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last With men of treachery and blood, Since I my days on earth have pass'd Among the saints, and near my God. Scripture: Psalm 26 Languages: English

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