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Christ exalted, and Multitudes converted; or, The Success of the Gospel

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #110a (1793) 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 Languages: English

The Perfections of God

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: PCSC1788 #111b (1793) First Line: Great is the Lord; his works of might Lyrics: 1 Great is the Lord; his works of might Demand our noblest songs; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son the great Redeemer, came To seal his cov'nant sure: Holy and rev'rend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating ev'ry sin. Scripture: Psalm 111 Languages: English

The Wisdom of God in his Works

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #111a (1793) First Line: Songs of immortal praise belong Lyrics: 1 Songs of immortal praise belong To my Almighty God; He has my heart, and he my tongue To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works his hands has wrought! How glorious in our sight! And men in ev'ry age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How fair and beauteous nature's frame! How wise the eternal mind! His counsels never change the scheme That his first thoughts design'd. 4 When he redeem'd his chosen sons, He fix'd his cov'nant sure; The orders that his lips pronounce, To endless years endure. 5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heav'nly skill proclaim; What shall we do to make us wise, But learn to read thy name? 6 To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy grace, Is our divinest skill! And he's the wisest of our race That best obeys thy will. Scripture: Psalm 111 Languages: English

Liberality rewarded

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #112c (1793) First Line: Happy is he that fears the Lord Lyrics: 1 Happy is he that fears the Lord, And follows his commands, Who lends the poor without reward, Or gives with lib'ral hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need; So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise His well establish'd mind; His soul to God, his refuge flies, And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of danger and distress Some beams of light shall shine, To shew the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 5 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord; Honour on earth and joys above Shall be his sure reward. Languages: English

The Blessings of the liberal Man

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #112a (1793) First Line: That man is blest who stands in awe Lyrics: 1 That man is blest who stands in awe Of God and loves his sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renown'd; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An unexhausted treasury, And with successive honous crown'd. 2 His lib'ral favours he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; A gen'rous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs, And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd, His glory's future harvest sow'd; The sweet remembrance of the just Like a green root revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. 4 Beset with threat'ning dangers round, Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that's filled with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night: And sees in darkness beams of grace. Pause. 5 [Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fix'd, on God relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown'd. 6 The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations cross'd: They and their envy, pride and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.] Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English

The Blessings of the Pious and Charitable

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #112b (1793) First Line: Thrice happy man who fears the Lord Lyrics: 1 Thrice happy man who fears the Lord, Loves his commands, and trusts his word: Honour and peace his days attend, And blessings to his seed descend. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, To works of mercy still inclin'd: He lends the poor some present aid, Or gives them, not to be repaid. 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread That fill his neighbours round with dread, His heart is arm'd against the fear, For God with all his pow'r is there. 4 His spirit fix'd upon the Lord Draws heav'nly courage from his word; Amidst the darkness light shall rise, To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 5 He hath dispers'd his alms abroad, His works are still before his God; His name on earth shall long remain, While envious sinners rage in vain. Languages: English

God sovereign and gracious

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #113b (1793) First Line: Ye servants of th' almighty King Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of th' almighty King, In ev'ry age his praises sing; Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, His throne of Glory stands on high; Nor time, nor place his pow'r restrain, Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light! 4 Behold his love; he stoops to view What saints above and angels do; And condescends yet more, to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure His grace exalts the humble poor! Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 6 [A word of his creating voice Can make the barren house rejoice; Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last. 7 With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders God has done; Faith may grow strong when sense despairs: If nature fails, the promise bears.] Scripture: Psalm 113 Languages: English

The Majesty and Condescension of God

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #113a (1793) First Line: Ye that delight to serve the Lord Lyrics: 1 Ye that delight to serve the Lord, The honours of his name record, His sacred name for ever bless: Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting rays, Let lands and seas his pow'r confess. 2 Not time nor nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vast dominion bounds; The heav'ns are far below his height; Let no created greatness dare With our eternal God compare, Arm'd with his uncreated might. 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hosts of angels do, And bends his care to mortal things; His sov'reign hand exalts the poor, He takes the needy from the door, And seats them on the thrones of Kings. 4 When childless families despair, He sends the blessings of an heir, To rescue their expiring name; The mother with a thankful voice Proclaims his praises and her joys; Let ev'ry age advance his fame. Scripture: Psalm 113 Languages: English

Miracles attending Israel's Journey

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #114 (1793) First Line: When Isra'l, freed from Pharoah's hand Lyrics: 1 When Isra'l, freed from Pharaoh’s hand, Left the proud tyrant and his land, The tribes with cheerful homage own, Their king and Judah was his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay; The deep divides to make them way; Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head. 3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep, Like lambs, the little hillocks leap! Not Sinai on her base could stand, Conscious of sov'reign power at hand. 4 What pow'r could make the deep divide? Make Jordan backward roll his tide? Why did ye leap, ye little hills? And whence the fright that Sinai feels? 5 Let ev'ry mountain ev'ry flood Retire and know the approaching God, The King of Israel: see him here; Tremble thou earth, adore and fear. 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns, The rock to standing pools he turns; Flints spring with fountains, at his word, And fires and seas confess the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 114 Languages: English

Idolatry reproved

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #115b (1793) First Line: Not to our names, thou only just and true Lyrics: 1 Not to our names, thou only just and true, Not to our worthless names is glory due: Thy pow'r and grace, thy truth and justice claim Immortal honours to thy sov'reign name; Shine thro' the earth from heav'n thy blest abode; Nor let the heathens say, "Where is your God?" 2 Heav'n is thine higher court: there stands thy throne And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done: God fram'd this earth; the starry heav'ns he spread, But fools adore the gods their hands have made; The kneeling crowd, with looks devout, behold Their silver-saviours, and their saints of gold. 3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears; The molten image neither sees nor hears; Their hands are helpless, nor their feet can move, They have no speech, nor thought, nor power, nor love; Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints To their deaf idols, and their lifeless saints. 4 The rich have statues well adorn'd with gold; The poor content with gods of coarser mould, With tools of iron carve the senseless stock Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock; People and priests drive on the solemn trade, And trust the gods that saws and hammers made.] 5 Be heav'n and earth amaz'd! 'Tis hard to say Which is more stupid, or their gods, or they: O Israel, trust the Lord: he hears and sees, He knows thy sorrows and restores thy peace: His worship does a thousand comforts yield, He is thy help, and he thine heav'nly shield. 6 In God we trust; our impious foes in vain Attempt our ruin, and oppose his reign; Had they prevail'd, darkness had clos'd our days, And death and silence had forbid his praise: But we are sav'd, and live: Let songs arise, And Sion bless the God that built the skies. Scripture: Psalm 115 Languages: English