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The Mystery of Providence unfolded

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #138b (1787) First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: 1 Sure there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honour shine. 3 [Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Through all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God; Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise; "Is there a God that sees or hears "The things below the skies?"] 7 The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my mistake amend: I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go; And oh that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. Topics: Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded; Afflicted Saints happy; Delight in God; God our portion here and hereafter; Prosperity dangerous; Prosperous sinners cursed; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Psalm 73

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.160 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: Sure there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honor shine. [Pampered with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair; Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure; Through all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God; Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. But I with flowing tears Indulged my doubts to rise; "Is there a God that sees or hears The things below the skies?"] The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought, To learn thy justice thence. Thy word with light and power Did my mistake amend; I viewed the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. On what a slipp'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go; And O that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine; I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. Topics: Delight in God; Prosperous sinners cursed; Prosperity dangerous; Afflicted saints happy; God our portion here and hereafter; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

The Mystery of Providence unfolded

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXIIId (1780) First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: 1 Sure there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain, Tho' men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honor shine. 3 [Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Thro' all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God; Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise; "Is there a God that sees or hears "The things below the skies?"] 7 The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and pow'r Did my mistake amend; I viewed the sinners life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slip'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go! And O that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow; My thoughts no more repine: I call my God my portion now, And all my pow'rs are thine. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

The Mystery of Providence unfolded

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LXXIIId (1785) First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: 1 Sure there's a righteous GOD, Nor is religion vain; Tho' men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honour shine. 3 [Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Thro' all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting GOD; Their Malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise; "Is there a GOD that sees or hears "The things below the skies?"] 7 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my mistake amend; I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go; And Oh that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my GOD my portion now, And all my powers are thine. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

The Mystery of Providence unfolded

Hymnal: Psalms #73d (1793) First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: 1 Sure there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain; Tho' men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes, In robes of honour shine. [3 Pamper'd with wonton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Thro' all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God: Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise; "Is there a God that sees or hears "The things below the skies?" 7 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, 'Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and pow'r Did my mistake amend; I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slipp'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go; And Oh! that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my God my portion now, And all my pow'rs are thine. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

Sure there is a righteous GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P73d (1766) Lyrics: 1 Sure there is a righteous GOD, Nor is Religion vain; Though Men of Vice may boast aloud, And Men of Grace complain. 2 I saw the Wicked rise, And felt my Heart repine, While haughty Fools, with scornful Eyes In Robes of Honour shine. 3 [Pamper'd with wanton Ease, Their Flesh looks full and fair; Their Wealth rolls in like flowing Seas, And grows without their Care. 4 Free from the Plagues and Pains That pious Souls endure; Through all their Life Oppression reigns, And racks the humble Poor. 5 Their impious Tongues blaspheme The everlasting GOD; Their Malice blasts the good Man's Name, And spreads their Lies abroad. 6 But I, with flowing Tears Indulg'd my Doubts to rise; "Is there a GOD that sees or hears "The things below the Skies!"] 7 The Tumults of my Thought Held me in hard Suspense, Till to thy House my Feet were brought, To learn thy Justice thence. 8 Thy Word with Light and Pow'r Did my Mistakes amend; I view'd the Sinner's Life before, But here I learnt their End. 9 On what a slipp'ry Steep The thoughtless Wretches go! And O that dreadful fi'ry Deep That waits their Fall below! 10 Lord, at thy Feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my GOD my Portion now, And all my Pow'rs are thine. Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English

The mystery of Providence unfolded

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #150 (1791) First Line: Sure there's a righteous God Lyrics: 1 Sure there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honor shine. [3 Pamper'd with wonton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Through all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God: Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise; "Is there a God that sees or hears "The things below the skies? 7 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, 'Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my mistake amend; I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slipp'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go! And, oh! that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. Scripture: Psalm 73 Languages: English