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Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #77a (1793) First Line: To God I cry'd with mournful voice Lyrics: 1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad hour, when trouble rose, And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refus'd relief; I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd, and still opprest, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade me rest, And kept mine eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, 'Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o’er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit search'd for secret crimes That might with-hold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind; His face appear no more? 7 Will he forever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame, Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. 9 I’ll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o’er, Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwelt with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English
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Backsliding and Forgiveness; or, Sin punished and Saints saved

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #78d (1793) First Line: Great God, how oft did Isra'l prove Lyrics: 1 Great God, how oft did Isra'l prove, By turns, thine anger, and thy love? There in a glass our hearts may see How fickle and how false they be. 2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot The dreadful wonders God had wrought; Then they provok'd him to his face, Nor fear his pow'r, nor trust his grace. 3 The Lord consum'd their years in pain, And made their travels long and vain; A tedious march thro' unknown ways Wore out their strength, and spent their days. 4 Oft when they saw their brethren slain, They mourn'd and sought the Lord again; Call'd him the rock of their abode, Their high Redeemer and their God. 5 Their pray'rs and vows before him rise As flatt'ring words or solemn lies, While their rebellious tempers prove False to his cov'nant and his love. 6 Yet could his sov'reign grace forgive The men who ne'er deserv'd to live; His anger oft away he turn'd, Or else with gentle flame it burn'd. 7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail, He saw temptations still prevail; The God of Abrah'm lov'd them still, And led them to his holy hill. Scripture: Psalm 78:32-72 Languages: English
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Providence of God recorded; or, Pious Education and Instruction of Children

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #78a (1793) First Line: Let children hear the mighty deeds Lyrics: 1 Let children hear the mighty deeds Which God perform'd of old; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known; His works of power and grace; And we'll convey his wonders down Thro' ev'ry rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to their's, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practise his commands. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English
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Israel's Rebellion and Punishment; or, the Sins and Chastisements of God's People

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #78b (1793) First Line: O what a stiff rebellious house Lyrics: 1 Oh what a stiff rebellious house Was Jacob's ancient race! False to their own most solemn vows, And to their Maker's grace. 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, And did his laws despise, Forgot the works he wrought to prove His pow'r before their eyes. 3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light From his avenging hand: What dreadful tokens of his might Spread o'er the stubborn land. 4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea, And march'd with safety through, With wat'ry walls to guard their way, 'Till they had 'scap'd the foe. 5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road, Compos'd of shade and light; By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud, A leading fire by night. 6 He from the rock their thirst supply'd; The gushing waters flow'd, And ran in rivers by their side, Along the desert road. 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, And dar'd distrust his hand: "Can he with bread our host supply "Amidst this desert land?" 8 The Lord with indignation heard, And caus'd his wrath to flame: His terrors ever stand prepar'd To vindicate his name. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English
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The Punishment of Luxury and Intemperance; or, Chastisement and Salvation

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #78c (1793) First Line: When Isra'l sinn'd, the Lord reprov'd Lyrics: 1 When Isra'l sinn'd, the Lord reprov'd, And fill'd their hearts with dread; Yet he forgave the men he lov'd, And sent them heav'nly bread. 2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand, And made his treasures known; He gave the mid-night clouds command To pour provision down. 3 The manna like a morning show'r Lay thick around their feet; The food of heav'n, so light, so pure, As tho' 'twere angels meat. 4 But they, in murm'ring language said, "Is manna all our feast? "We loath this light, this airy bread; "We must have flesh to taste." 5 "Ye shall have flesh to please your lust," The Lord in wrath reply'd, And sent them quails like sand or dust, Heap'd up on ev'ry side. 6 He gave them all their own desire; And greedy as they fed, His veng'ance burnt with secret fire, And smote the rebels dead. 7 When some were slain the rest return'd, And sought the Lord with tears; Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd, But soon forgot their fears. 8 Oft he chastis'd, and still forgave, 'Till, by his gracious hand The nation he resolv'd to save Possess'd the promis'd land. Scripture: Psalm 78 Languages: English
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For the Distress of War

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #79 (1793) First Line: Behold, O God, what cruel foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. , 2 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted pow'r, "And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captives sigh, And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign; Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy veng'ance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And ev'ry future age shall tell, Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard'ning grace. Scripture: Psalm 79 Languages: English
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The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, The Vineyard of God wasted

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #80 (1793) First Line: Great shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dwell, And led the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep: 2 Thy church is in the desert Lord, Shine from on high, and light afford; Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray? And wait in vain thy kind return? How long shall thy fierce anger burn? 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, Thy saints with their own tears are fed; Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Pause 1 5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands A lovely vine in heathen lands? Did not thy power defend it round, And heav'nly dews enrich the ground? 6 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with the fruit; But now, dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 7 Why is her beauty thus defac'd, Why hast thou laid her fences waste? Strangers and foes against her join, And ev'ry beast devours the vine. 8 Return, almighty God, return; Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Pause 2 9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew, Thou wast its strength and glory too; Attack'd in vain by all its foes, 'Till the fair Branch of promise rose. 10 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root; Himself a noble Vine, and we The lesser branches of the tree: 11 ’Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand Girt with thy strength at thy right hand; Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest With pow'r and grace above the rest. 12 Oh! for his sake attend our cry, Shine on thy churches lest they die: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80 Languages: English
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The Warning of God to his People; or, Spiritual Blessings and Punishments

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #81 (1793) First Line: Sing to the Lord aloud Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord aloud, And make a joyful noise; God is our strength, our Saviour God; Let Isra'l hear his voice. 2 “From idols false and vain, "Preserve my rites divine; "I am the Lord who broke thy chain "Of slav'ry and of sin. 3 "Stretch thy desires abroad, "And I’ll supply them well; "But if ye will refuse your God, "If Isra'l will rebel; 4 "I’ll leave them, saith the Lord, "To their own lusts a prey, "And let them run the dang'rous road, "’Tis their own chosen way. 5 "Yet Oh! that all my saints "Would hearken to my voice! "Soon I would ease their sore complaints, "And bid their hearts rejoice. 6 "While I destroy their foes, "I’ll richly feed my flock, "And they shall taste the stream that flows "From their eternal Rock." Scripture: Psalm 81:1 Languages: English
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God the supreme Governor; or, Magistrates warned

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #82 (1793) First Line: Among th' assemblies of the great Lyrics: 1 Among th' assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat; The God of heav'n, as Judge surveys Those gods on earth, and all their ways. 2 Why will ye frame oppressive laws? Or why support th' unrighteous cause! When will ye once defend the poor, That foes may vex the saints no more? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know: Dark are the ways in which they go; Their name of earthly gods is vain, For they shall fall and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod; He is our Judge, and he our God. Scripture: Psalm 82 Languages: English
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A Complaint against Persecutors

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #83 (1793) First Line: And will the God of grace Lyrics: 1 And will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep? The God of Justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep! 2 Behold what cursed snares The men of mischief spread; The men that hate thy saints and thee, Lift up their threat'ning head. 3 Against thy hidden ones, Their counsels they employ, And malice with her watchful eye Pursues them to destroy. 4 "Come, let us join, they cry, "To root them from the ground, "'Till not the name of saints remain, "Nor mem'ry shall be found," 5 Awake, Almighty God, And call thy wrath to mind; Give them like forests, to the fire, Or stubble to the wind. 6 Convince their madness, Lord, And make them seek thy name; Or else their stubborn rage confound, That they may die in shame. 7 Then shall the nations know Thy glorious dreadful word, Jehovah is thy name alone, And thou the sov'reign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 83 Languages: English

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