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The way and end of the righteous and the wicked

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #5 (1791) First Line: Bless'd is the man who shuns the place Lyrics: 1 Bless'd is the man who shuns the place, Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat; 2 But in the statutes of the Lord, Has plac'd his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the word And meditates by night. [3 He like a plant of generous kind By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state.] 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so th' impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff, before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ, the judge at his right hand Appoints his saints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English

The Saint happy – the Sinner miserable

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #6 (1791) First Line: The man is ever bless'd Lyrics: 1 The man is ever bless'd Who shuns the sinner's ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place. 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live, His works are heav'nly fruit. 4 Not so th' ungoldy race, They no such blessings find: Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment-seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet? 6 He knows and he approves The ways the righteous go; But sinners, and their works, shall meet A dreadful overthrow. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English

The difference between the righteous and the wicked

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #7a (1791) First Line: Happy the man, whose cautious feet Lyrics: 1 Happy the man, whose cautious feet Shun the broad way where sinners go, Who hates the place where Atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. 2 He loves t' employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord: And spends the wakeful hours of night With pleasure, pond'ring o'er the word. 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav'n will shine with kindest beams On ev'ry work his hands begin. 4 But sinners find their counsels cross'd; As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful judge with stern command, Divides him to a diff'rent place. 6 "Strait is the way my saints have trode, "I bless'd the path, and drew it plain, "But you would chuse the crooked road; "And down it leads to endless pain." Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English

Christ dying, rising, interceding, and reigning

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #7b (1791) First Line: Maker and sov'reign Lord Lyrics: [1 Maker and sov'reign Lord Of heav'n, and earth, and seas, Thy providence confirms thy word, And answers thy decrees. 2 The things so long foretold By David, are fulfill'd, When Jews and Gentiles join'd to slay Jesus, thine holy child.] 3 Why did the Gentiles rage, And Jews with one accord, Join all their counsels to destroy Th' anointed of the Lord? 4 Rulers and kings agree To form a vain design; Against the Lord their pow'rs unite, Against his Christ they join. 5 The Lord derides their rage, And will support his throne; He that hath rais'd him from the dead, Hath own'd him for his Son. 6 Now he's ascended high, To rule the subject earth; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heav'nly birth. 7 Beneath his sov'reign sway The Gentile nations bend; Far as the world's remotest bounds His kingdom shall extend. 8 The nations that rebel, Must feel his iron rod; He'll vindicate those honors well Which he receiv'd from God. [9 Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at his throne; With trembling joy, ye people, bow, To God's exalted Son. 10 If once his wrath arise, Ye perish on the place: Then blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace.] Scripture: Psalm 2 Languages: English

Why did the nations join to slay

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #9a (1791) Lyrics: 1 Why did the nations join to slay The Lord’s anointed Son? Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down? 2 The Lord, that sits above the skies, Derides their rage below, He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through. 3 “I call him my eternal Son, "And raise him from the dead; "I make my holy hill his throne, "And wide his kingdom spread. 4 "Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy "The utmost heathen lands: "Thy rod of iron shall destroy "The rebel that withstands." 5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey th’ anointed Lord; Adore the King of heav'nly birth, And tremble at his word. 6 With humble love address his throne; For if he frown ye die: Those are secure, and those alone, Who on his grace rely. Scripture: Psalm 2 Languages: English

Christ's death, resurrection, and ascension

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #9b (1791) First Line: Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? Lyrics: 1 Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? The Romans why their swords employ Against the Lord? their powers engage His dear Anointed to destroy? 2 "Come, let us break his bands, they say: "This man shall never give us laws:" And thus they cast his yoke away, And nail'd the monarch to the cross. 3 But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls; He'll smite their heart with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4 "I will maintain the King I made "On Zion's everlasting hill, "My hand shall bring him from the dead, "And he shall stand your Sov'reign still." [5 His wond'rous rising from the earth Makes his eternal Godhead known; The Lord declares his heav'nly birth: "This day have I begot my Son. 6 "Ascend, my Son, to my right hand, "There thou shalt ask and I bestow "The outmost bounds of heathen lands; "To thee their suppliant tribes shall bow."] 7 But nations that resist his grace Shall fall beneath his lifted rod; His arm shall crush th' impious race, That dares provoke th' avenging God. 8 Now ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb: Now to his feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name. 9 With humble love address the Son, Lest he grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, His love gives life above the sky. 10 His storms shall quell the stuborn foe, And sink his honours in the dust: Happy the souls their God that know, And make his grace their only trust. Scripture: Psalm 2 Languages: English

Doubts and fears suppressed; or, God our defence from Sin and Satan

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #11 (1791) First Line: My God, how many are my fears! Lyrics: 1 My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes encrease! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 2 Thy lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in Heav'n, And all my growing sins appear Too great to be forgiv'n. 3 But thou, my glory, and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threat'ning guilt, And raise my drooping head. [4 I cry'd, and from his holy hill He bow'd a list'ning ear; I call'd, my Father, and my God, And he subdued my fear. 5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose.] 6 What though the hosts of Death and Hell All arm'd, against me stood; Terrors no more shall shake my soul: My refuge is my God. 7 Arise, O Lord, fulfill thy grace, While I thy glory sing: My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And Death has lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save: Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave. Scripture: Psalm 3 Languages: English

A morning psalm

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #12a (1791) First Line: O Lord, how many are my foes Lyrics: 1 O Lord, how many are my foes In this weak state of flesh and blood? My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. 2 Tire'd with the burdens of the day, To thee I rais'd an evening cry; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustain'd me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong; He rais'd my head to see the light, And makes his praise my morning song. Scripture: Psalm 3:1-5 Languages: English

Hearing of prayer' or, God our portion, and Christ our hope

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #12b (1791) First Line: O God of grace and righteousness Lyrics: 1 O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain, Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame: How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviours name? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside: He hears and pities their complaints, For the dear sake of Christ that died. 4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say, "Who will bestow some earthly good?" But, Lord, thy light and love we pray; Our souls desire this heav'nly food. 6 Then shall my cheerful pow'rs rejoice At grace divine, and love so great, Nor will I change my happy choice For all their wealth and boasted state. Scripture: Psalm 4:1-7 Languages: English

An evening pslam

Hymnal: PCSC1791 #13 (1791) First Line: Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray; I am for ever thine; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and bus'ness free, ’Tis sweet conversion on my bed, With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I’ll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. Scripture: Psalm 4:3-5 Languages: English