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Deliverance from a Tumult

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #118a (1793) First Line: The Lord appears my helper now Lyrics: 1 The Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid What all the sons of earth can do, Since heav'n affords me aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice! 4 Like angry bees they girt me round; When God appears they fly; So burning thorns with crack'ling sound, Make a fierce blaze, and die. 5 Joy to the saints and peace belongs; The Lord protects their days; Let Isra'l tune immortal songs To his Almighty grace. Scripture: Psalm 118:6-15 Languages: English

Hosannah; the Lord's Day; or, Christ's Resurrection, and our Salvation

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #118d (1793) First Line: This is the day the Lord hath made Lyrics: 1 This is the day the Lord hath made He calls the hours his own; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To day he rose and left the dead; And satan's empire fell; To day the saints his triumphs spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosannah to the anointed King, To David's holy Son, Help us, O Lord, descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to man With Messages of grace; Who comes in God his Father's name To save our sinful race. 5 Hosannah in the highest strains, The church on earth can raise; The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. Scripture: Psalm 118:24 Languages: English

Pleading the Promises

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119j (1793) First Line: Behold thy waiting servant, Lord Lyrics: 1 Behold thy waiting servant, Lord, Devoted to thy fear; Remember and confirm thy word, For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, And promis'd quick'ning grace? Doth not my heart address thy throne? And yet thy love delays. 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail; O bear thy servant up; Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, Who dare reproach my hope. 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord? Then let thy truth appear: Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. Scripture: Psalm 119:38 Languages: English

The Blessedness of Saints, and Misery of Sinners

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119a (1793) First Line: Blest are the undefiled in heart Lyrics: 1 Blest are the undefil'd in heart, Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from ev'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, And practise thy commands; With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And serve thee with their hands. 3 Great is their peace who love thy law; How firm their souls abide; Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all thy statutes I obey, And honour all thy name. 5 But haughty sinners God will hate, The proud shall die accurst; The sons of falsehood and deceit Are trodden to the dust. 6 Vile as the dross the wicked are; And those that leave thy ways Shall see salvation from afar, But never taste thy grace. Scripture: Psalm 119:1-3 Languages: English

Benefit of Afflictions, and Support under them

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119n (1793) First Line: Consider all my sorrows, Lord Lyrics: 1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliv'rance send; My soul for thy salvation faints, When will my troubles end! 2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 This is the comfort I enjoy When new distress begins, I read thy word, I run thy way, And hate my former sins. 4 Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, My soul, opprest with sorrow's weight, Had sunk amongst the dead. 5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Though they may seem severe; The sharpest suff'rings I endure, Flow from thy faithful care. 6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod, My feet were apt to stray; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. Scripture: Psalm 119:153 Languages: English

Sanctified Afflictions; or, delight in the Wordl of God

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119r (1793) First Line: Father, I bless thy gentle hand Lyrics: 1 Father, I bless thy gentle hand; How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul to God! 2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord, I left my guide, and lost my way; But now I love and keep thy word. 3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell; 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 4 The law that issues from thy mouth, Shall raise my cheerful passions more Than all the treasures of the south, Or western hills of golden ore. 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy spirit form'd my soul within: Teach me to know thy wond'rous name, And guard me safe from death and sin. 6 Then all that love and fear the Lord At my salvation shall rejoice; For I have trusted in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice. Scripture: Psalm 119:67 Languages: English

Instruction from Scripture

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119d (1793) First Line: How shall the young secure their hearts Lyrics: 1 How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light, That guides us all the day; And thro' the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 The men that keep thy law with care, And meditate thy word, Grow wiser than their teachers are, And better know the Lord. 5 Thy precepts make me truly wise, I hate the sinner's road; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God. 6 [The starry heav'ns thy rule obey, The earth maintains her place; And these thy servants, night and day, Thy skill and pow'r express. 7 But still thy law, and gospel, Lord, Have lessons more divine: Not earth stands firmer than thy word, Nor stars so nobly shine.] 8 Thy word is everlasting truth, How pure is ev'ry page! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. Scripture: Psalm 119:130 Languages: English

Imperfection of Nature, and Perfection of Scriptures

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119g (1793) First Line: Let all the heathen writers join Lyrics: 1 Let all the heathen writers join To form one perfect book, Great God, if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look. 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave Could shew one sin forgiv'n; Nor lead a step beyond the grave, But thine conduct to heav'n. 3 I've seen an end to what we call Perfection here below; How short the pow'rs of nature fall, And can no further go. 4 Yet men would fain be just with God, By works their hands have wrought; But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to ev'ry thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame, And sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name. 6 Our faith, and love, and ev'ry grace Fall far below thy word; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 119:96 Languages: English

Holiness and Comfort from the Word

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119f (1793) First Line: Lord, I esteem thy judgments right Lyrics: 1 Lord, I esteem thy judgments right, And all thy statutes just; Thence I maintain a constant fight With evry flatt'ring lust. 2 Thy precepts often I survey; I keep thy law in sight Thro' all the business of the day, To form my actions right. 3 My heart in midnight silence cries, "How sweet thy comforts be;" My thoughts in holy wonder rise, And bring their thanks to thee. 4 And when my spirit drinks her fill, At some good word of thine, Not mighty men that share the spoil, Have joys compar'd to mine. Scripture: Psalm 119:128 Languages: English

The Excellency and Variety of Scripture

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #119h (1793) First Line: Lord, I have made thy word my choice Lyrics: 1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight, While thro' the promises I rove, With ever-fresh delight. 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. Scripture: Psalm 119:111 Languages: English