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Love to enemies; or, The love of Christ to sinners typified in David

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #72 (1791) First Line: Behold the love, the gen'rous love Lyrics: 1 Behold the love, the gen'rous love, That holy David shows; Behold his kind compassion move For his afflicted foes! 2 When they are sick his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. 3 How did his flowing tears condole As for a brother dead! And fasting mortify'd his soul, While for their life he pray'd. 4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed, Yet still he pleads and mourns; And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace! Thus Christ the Lord appears; While sinners curse the Saviour prays, And pities them with tears. 6 He, the true David, Israel’s king, Bless'd and belov'd of God, To save us rebels dead in sin Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English

The perfections and providence of God; or, general providence and special grace

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #73 (1791) First Line: High in the heavens eternal God Lyrics: 1 High in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through ev'ry cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands, Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast thy bounty share, The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 My God! how excellent thy grace; Whence all our hope and comfort springs; The sons of Adam in distress, Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy, like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word. Scripture: Psalm 36:5-9 Languages: English

Practical atheism exposed; or, the being and attributes of God aserted

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #74 (1791) First Line: While men grow bold in wicked ways Lyrics: 1 While men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, "Their thoughts believe there's none." 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare, (What e'er their lips profess) God hath no wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek his grace. 3 What strange self flatt'ry blinds their eyes; But there's a hast'ning hour, When they shall see, with sore surprise, The terrors of thy pow'r. 4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Though mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathom'd sea. 5 Above the heav'ns' created rounds Thy mercies, Lord, extend; Thy truth out-lives the narrow bounds Where time and nature end. 6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy children chuse to rest. [7 From thee, when creature-streams run low. And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow, And raise our pleasures high. 8 Though all created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise.] Scripture: Psalm 36:1-2 Languages: English

The wickedness of man, and the majesty of God: or practical atheism exposed

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #75 (1791) First Line: When man grows bold in sin Lyrics: 1 When man grows bold in sin, My heart within me cries, "He hath no faith of God within, "Nor fear before his eyes." [2 He walks awhile conceal'd In a self-flatt'ring dream, Till his dark crimes, at once reveal'd, Expose his hateful name.] 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair; Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil; He sets his heart, and hand, and head, To practise all that's ill. 5 But there's a dreadful God, Tho' men renounce his fear; His justice hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky, In heav'n his mercies dwell; Deep as the sea his judgements lie, His anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs! O never let my soul remove From underneath his wings! Scripture: Psalm 36:1-7 Languages: English

The cure of envy, fretfulness, and unbelief; or, The rewards of the righteous and the wicked

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #76 (1791) First Line: Why should I vex my soul, and fret Lyrics: 1 Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies? 2 As flow'ry grass, cut down at noon, Before the ev'ning fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practise all that’s good; So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll provide me food. 4 I to my God my ways commit, And chearful wait his will: Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of heav'n; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv'n. Pause. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise, Though providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threat'ning sword, Have bent the murd'rous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts, Shall their own swords against them turn; And pierce their stubborn hearts. Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15 Languages: English

Charity to the poor; or, Religion in words and deeds

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #77 (1791) First Line: Why do the wealthy wicked boast Lyrics: 1 Why do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinners' gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay; The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms, with lib'ral heart, he gives Amongst the sons of need; His mem'ry to long ages lives, And blessed is his seed. 4 His lips abhor to talk profane, To slander or defraud; His ready tongue declares to men What he has learn'd of God. 5 The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide: Led by the spirit and the Word, His feet shall never slide. 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand, Preserv'd from every snare; They shall possess the promis'd land, And dwell for ever there. Scripture: Psalm 37:16-21 Languages: English

The way and end of the righteous and the wicked

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #78 (1791) First Line: My God, the steps of pious men Lyrics: 1 My God, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will; Though they should fall, they rise again, Thy Hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves: He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves. 3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home; He feasts them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. Pause. 5 The haughty sinner have I seen, Nor fearing man nor God, Like a tall bay-tree fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 6 And lo, he vanish'd from the ground, Destroy'd by hands unseen; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was found Where all that pride had been. 7 But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend; True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English

Guilt of conscience and relief; or, Repentance and prayer for pardon and health

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #79 (1791) First Line: Amidst thy wrath remember love Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father’s chast'ning prove Like an avenger’s sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely press'd: Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’ atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, That sinks my comforts down; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father’s frown. 5 Lord, I am weaken'd and dismay'd, None of my powers are whole; My wounds with piercing anguish bleed, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desires to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And ev'ry sigh and ev'ry groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope, My God will hear my cry; My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. [8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, To see my virtue fail; They raise their pleasure and their pride, Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But I’ll confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak the seeds of grace, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh, O Lord of my salvation haste, Before thy servant die.] Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English

Watchfulness over the tongue; or, Prudence and zeal

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #80 (1791) First Line: Thus I resolv'd before the Lord Lyrics: 1 Thus I resolv'd before the Lord, "Now will I watch my tongue, "Lest I let slip one sinful word, "Or do my neighbour wrong. 2 Whene'er constrain'd a while to stay With men of life profane, I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel, Lest scoffers should the occasion take To mock my holy zeal. 4 Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be overaw'd, But let the scoffing sinners hear That we can speak for God. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English

The vanity of man as mortal

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #81 (1791) First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time: Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall: I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English