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Prayer heard, and Saints saved; or, Pride, Atheism, and Oppression punished

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #10 (1793) First Line: Why doth the Lord depart so far Lyrics: 1 Why doth the Lord depart so far, And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress? 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy laws? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And slight the righteous cause? 3 They cast thy judgements from their sight, And then insult the poor: They boast in their exalted height, That they shall fall no more. 4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand, Attend our humble cry; No enemy shall dare to stand When GOD ascends on high. Pause. 5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say with foolish pride, "The God of heav'n will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's side?" 6 But thou forever art our Lord; And powerful is thine hand, As when the Heathens felt thy sword, And perish'd from thy land. 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause thine ear to hear; Accept the vows thy children pay, And free thy saints from fear. 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust. Scripture: Psalm 10 Languages: English
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God loves the Righteous, and hates the Wicked

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #11 (1793) First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love; Why do my foes insult and cry, "Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove, To distant woods or mountains fly?" 2 If government be all destroy'd, (This firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? 3 The Lord in heav’n has fix'd his throne, His eye surveys the world below: To him all mortal things are known; His eye-lids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far, To prove their love and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear? His soul abhors their wicked ways. 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Sulphurous flames of wasting death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom, with his angry breath. 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere, And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear. Languages: English
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The Saints Safety and Hope in evil Times: Or, Sins of theTongue complained of, viz. Blasphemy, Falshood, etc.

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #12a (1793) First Line: Almighty God appear and save Lyrics: 1 Almighty God appear and save! For vice and vanity prevail: The godly perish in the grave, The just depart, the faithful fail. 2 The whole discourse, when crouds are met, Is fill'd with trifles loose and vain; Their lips are flattery and deceit, And their proud language is profane. 3 But lips that with deceit abound, Shall not maintain their triumph long: The God of vengeance will confound The flattering and blaspheming tongue. 4 "Yet shall our words be free," they cry; "Our tongues shall be controul'd by none: Where is the Lord, will ask us why? Or say, our lips are not our own?" 5 The Lord, who sees the poor opprest, And hears th' oppressor's haughty strain, Will rise to give his children rest, Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often try'd, Void of deceit shall still appear; Not silver, sev'n times purify'd From dross and mixture, shines so clear. 7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour Defend the from danger and surprise; Tho' when the vilest men have pow'r, On every side oppressors rise. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English
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Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners: or, The Promise and Signs of Christ's coming to Judgment

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #12b (1793) First Line: Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion looses ground1 The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, They scorn our faithful word: "Are not our lips our own," they cry, "And who shall be our Lord?" 4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry side, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to seats of pow'r and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Pause. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold: 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on! Hast thou not given the sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? 7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise, "And make the oppressors flee; "I shall appear to their surprise, "And set my servants free." 8 Thy word, like silver sev'n times try'd, Through ages shall endure: The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find thy promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English
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Complaint under the Temptation of the Devil

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #13 (1793) First Line: How long wilt thou conceal thy face? Lyrics: 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chace my fears away? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes controul, And ease my raging pain. 3 See how the Prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts; He spreads a mist around mine eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud, Should I become his prey! Behold the sons of hell grow proud To see thy long delay. 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head; He knows the terrors of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace Whence all my comforts spring: I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. Scripture: Psalm 13 Languages: English
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The Folly of Persecutors

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #14b (1793) First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: 1 Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust: Great God, confound their pride. 4 O that the joyful day was come To finish our distress! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
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By Nature all Men are Sinners

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #14a (1793) First Line: Fools, in their hearts believe and say Lyrics: 1 Fools, in their hearts believe and say, "That all religion’s vain, "There is no God that reigns on high, "Or minds th’ affairs of men." 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane, Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord from his celestial throne Look'd down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 4 By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same; There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand, There’s none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease; How swift to mischief are their feet; Nor know the paths of peace. 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 'Till grace refine the ground. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English
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Religion and Justice, Goodness and Truth; or, Duties to God and Man; or the Qualifications of a Christian

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #15b (1793) First Line: Who shall ascend thy heaven'ly place Lyrics: 1 Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man who minds religion now, And humbly walk with God below: 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips shall speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue: He hates to do his neighbour wrong. [3 Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honour'd in his eyes.] [4 Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good, Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears.] [5 He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold: While others scorn and wrong the poor, Sweet charity attends his door.] 6 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English
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Character of a Saint; or, a Citizen of Zion; or, the Qualifications of a Christian

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #15a (1793) First Line: Who shall inhabit in thy hill Lyrics: 1 Who shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace? 2 The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker’s promis'd grace, And follows his commands. 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong. 4 The wealthy sinners he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And tho' to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never wrong the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heav'n secure. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English
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Christ's All-sufficeincy

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #16b (1793) First Line: How fast their guilt and sorrows rise Lyrics: 1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol-god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. 2 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon: He for my life has offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name for ever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

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