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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 vengeance from above, And crush'd the conquering 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 bare 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

The saint's trial and safety; or, Moderated afflictions

Appears in 61 hymnals First Line: Firm and unmov'd are they Lyrics: 1 Firm and unmov'd are they That rest their souls on God: Firm as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his saints around. 3 What though the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, Its fury shall be broke. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with those Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope and love, and ev'ry grace Proclaim their hearts sincere. 5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage Too long oppress the saint; The God of Israel will support His children, lest they faint. 7 But if our slavish fear Will chuse the road to hell, We must expect our portion there, Where bolder sinners dwell. Scripture: Psalm 125

Pardoning grace

Appears in 105 hymnals First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries: If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope, and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display? 4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain: Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son: He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130

Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body

Appears in 56 hymnals First Line: My righteous Judge, my gracious God Lyrics: 1 My righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succour from thy throne – Oh! make thy truth and mercy known. 2 Let judgment not against me pass; Behold thy servant pleads thy grace – Should justice call us to thy bar, No man alive is guiltless there. 3 Look down in pity, Lord, and see The mighty woes that burthen me; My wasting life draws near the grave; Make bare thine arm – thy servant save. 4 I dwell in darkness and unseen – My heart is desolate within; My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace. 5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope, To bear my sinking spirits up; I stretch my hands to God again, And thirst like parched lands for rain. 6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn – When will thy smiling face return? Shall all my joys on earth remove, And God forever hide his love? 7 My God, thy long delay to save, Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave; My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye; Make haste to help before I die. 8 The night is witness to my tears, Distressing pains, distracting fears; Oh! might I hear thy morning voice, How would my weary powers rejoice! 9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, And lift my weary soul on high; For thee sit waiting all the day, And wear the tiresome hours away. 10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show The paths in which my feet should go; If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. 11 Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heav'nly hill: Let the good spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. 12 Then shall my soul no more complain, The tempter then shall rage in vain; And flesh, and sin, my foes before, Shall never vex my spirit more. Scripture: Psalm 143

Assistance and victory in the spiritual warfare

Appears in 120 hymnals First Line: For ever blessed be the Lord Lyrics: 1 For ever blessed be the Lord, My Saviour and my shield; He sends his spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care, Instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine, My fainting hopes shall raise; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine, And his shall be the praise. Scripture: Psalm 144:1-2

Summer and winter

Appears in 39 hymnals First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God, And make his honors known abroad; For sweet the joy our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and bless'd; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with dreadful sound: The icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the warmer breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 6 Through all our States his laws are shown; His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To ev'ry land: Praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147

Universal Praise to God

Appears in 160 hymnals First Line: Let ev'ry creature join Lyrics: 1 Let ev'ry creature join To praise the eternal God; Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin, And sound his name abroad. 2 Thou sun with golden beams, And moon with paler rays, Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames, Shine to your Maker's praise. 3 He built those worlds above, And fix'd their wondrous frame; By his command they stand or move, And ever speak his name. 4 Ye vapors, when ye rise, Or fall in show'rs or snow, Ye thunders murm'ring round the skies, His pow'r and glory show. 5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, Agree to praise the Lord, When ye in dreadful storms conspire To execute his word. 6 By all his works above His honors be express'd, But saints, that taste his saving love, Should sing his praises best. Pause the First. 7 Let earth and ocean know They owe their Maker praise; Praise him, ye wat'ry worlds below, And monsters of the seas. 8 From mountains near the sky Let his high praise resound – From humble shrubs, and cedars high, And vales and fields around. 9 Ye lions of the wood, And tamer beasts that graze, Ye live upon his daily food, And he expects your praise. 10 Ye birds of lofty wing, On high his praises bear, Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing Your Maker's glory there. 11 Ye reptile myriads, join T' exalt his glorious name, And flies, in beauteous forms that shine, His wond'rous skill proclaim. 12 By all the earth-born race His honors be express'd; But saints that know his heav'nly grace, Should learn to praise him best. Pause the Second. 13 Monarchs of wide command, Praise ye th' eternal King – Judges, adore that sov'reign hand, Whence all your honors spring. 14 Let vigorous youth engage To sound his praises high; While growing babes and withering age Their feebler voices try. 15 United zeal be shown His wond'rous fame to raise; God is the Lord; his name alone Deserves our endless praise. 16 Let nature join with art, And all pronounce him blest, But saints, that dwell so near his heart, Should sing his praises best. Scripture: Psalm 148

God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked

Appears in 60 hymnals 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 once destroy'd, (That 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 eyes 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 Sulpherous 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. Scripture: Psalm 11

Rejoicing in God; or, Salvation and triumph

Appears in 63 hymnals First Line: Just are thy ways, and true thy word Lyrics: 1 Just are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode; Who is a God beside the Lord? Or where's a refuge like our God? 2 'Tis he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield; And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, and blessings crown his reign, The God of my salvation lives, The dark designs of hell are vain, While heavenly peace my father gives. 4 Before the scoffers of the age, I will exalt my father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints, in Christ their head, Knows not a limit, nor an end. Scripture: Psalm 18:30-46

The conqueror's song

Appears in 35 hymnals First Line: To thine almighty arm we owe Lyrics: 1 To thine almighty arm we owe The triumphs of the day; Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, And melt their strength away. 2 'Tis by thy aid our troops prevail, And break united pow'rs; Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale The proudest of their tow'rs. 3 How have we chas'd them through the field, And trode them to the ground, While thy salvation was our shield, But they no shelter found! 4 In vain to idol saints they cry, And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great, so high, So pow'rful as our God. 5 The God of Israel ever lives. His name be ever bless'd; 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives, And gives his people rest. Scripture: Psalm 18