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The Blessings of the Spring; or, God gives Rain (A Psalm for the Husbandman)

Appears in 106 hymnals First Line: Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King Lyrics: 1 Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King, Who makes the earth his care; Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, Pour out at his command, Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The soften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring: The vallies rich provision yield, And the poor lab'rers sing. 4 The little hills on every side Rejoice at falling show'rs, The meadows dress'd in beauteous pride Perfume the air with flow'rs. 5 The barren clouds refresh'd with rain Promise a joyful crop; The parched grounds look green again, And raise the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns, How bounteous are thy ways! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy praise. Scripture: Psalm 65
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Praise for Spiritual and Temporal Mercies

Appears in 257 hymnals First Line: Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Lyrics: 1 Oh bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord my soul! Nor let his mercies lie, Forgotten in unthankfulness; And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes the young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave; He that redeem'd my soul from hell Hath sov'reign pow'r to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the suff'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wond'rous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7
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Christ exalted, and Multitudes converted; or, The Success of the Gospel

Appears in 80 hymnals First Line: Thus God th' eternal Father spake Lyrics: 1 Thus God, th' eternal Father spake To Christ the Son: "Ascend and sit "At my right hand, 'till I shall make "Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 "From Sion shall thy word proceed, "Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, "Shall make the hears of rebels bleed, "And bow their wills to thy command. 3 "That day shall show thy pow'r is great, "When saints shall flock with willing minds, "And sinners croud thy temple gate, "Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed Pow'r! O glorious day! What a large vict'ry shall ensue; And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew." Scripture: Psalm 110
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Delight in Scripture; or, the Word of God dwelling in us

Appears in 193 hymnals First Line: Oh how I love thy holy law! Lyrics: 1 Oh how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word: My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 Thy heav'nly words my heart engage, And well employ my tongue, And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yield me a heav'nly song. 4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refin'd, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Scripture: Psalm 119:97
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Deliverance from despair; or, Temptation overcome

Appears in 54 hymnals First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tow'r, my high defence; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the op'ning gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his ear to my complaint; And prov'd his saving grace divine. 5 [With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing he rode; Awful, and bright as lightening, shone The face of my deliverer, God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his Almighty breath: He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars the proud can wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his pow'r. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9
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God gives Victory

Appears in 18 hymnals First Line: Had not the God of truth and love Lyrics: 1 Had not the God of truth and love, When hosts against us rose, Display'd his veng'ance from above, And crush'd the conqu'ring foes; 2 Their armies like a raging flood, Had swept the guardless land, Destroy'd on earth his bless'd abode, And whelm'd our feeble band. 3 But safe beneath his spreading shield His sons securely rest, Defy the dangers of the field, And bear the fearless breast. 4 And now our souls shall bless the Lord, Who broke the deadly snare; Who sav'd us from the murd'ring sword, And made our lives his care. 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who form'd the heav'ns above; He that supports their wond'rous frame Can guard his church by love. Scripture: Psalm 124
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The Pleasure of Public Worship

Appears in 354 hymnals First Line: How pleasant, how divinely fair Lyrics: 1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode; My panting heart cries out for God; My God! my King! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee. 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provide her nest; But will my God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children want? 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne above the sky; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 5 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of thy grace; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Sion's gate; God is their strength; and thro' the road! They lean upon their helper, God. 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heav'n at length; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there.
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God is every where

Appears in 251 hymnals First Line: In all my vast concerns with thee Lyrics: 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re form'd within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on ev'ry side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from ev'ry ill, Secur'd by sov'reign love. Pause. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath, To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 If, wing'd with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of moon, the midnight hour Are both alike to thee: Oh! may I ne’er provoke that pow'r. From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139
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The God of the Gento;es

Appears in 166 hymnals First Line: Let all the earth their voices raise Lyrics: 1 Let all the earth their voices raise, To sing the choicest psalm of praise, To sing and bless Jehovah's name; His glory let the heathens know, His wonders to the nations show, And all his saving works proclaim. 2 The heathens know thy glory, Lord, The wond'ring nations read thy word, But here Jehovah's name is known: Nor shall our worship e'er be paid To gods which mortal hands have made; Our Maker is our God alone. 3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky, He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns complete in glory there; His beams are majesty and light; His beauties how divinely bright! His temple how divinely fair! 4 Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving pow'r, And barb'rous nations fear his name: Then shall the race of men confess The beauty of his holiness, And in his courts his grace proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 97
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Mercy to Sufferes; or,God hearing Prayer

Appears in 214 hymnals First Line: Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak Lyrics: 1 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak, Thou sov'reign Lord of all; Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or virtue lies distrest Beneath some proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 3 The Lord supports our sinking days, And guides our giddy youth; Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pain his servants feel, He hears his children cry; And their best wishes to fulfil, His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere; He saves the souls, whose humble love Is join'd with holy fear. 6 [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay, And pierce their hearts with pain; But none that serve the Lord shall say, "They sought his aid in vain."] 7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise, And spread his fame abroad; Let all the sons of Adam raise The honours of their God.] Scripture: Psalm 145:14

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