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Watchfulness and Brotherly Love (A Morning or Evening Psalm)

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #141 (1793) First Line: My God, accept my early vows Lyrics: 1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house, And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the ev'ning sacrifice. 2 Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From ev'ry rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 h may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wand'ring way! Their gentle words like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I’ll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions, prove How much I prize their faithful love. Scripture: Psalm 141:2-5 Languages: English
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God is the Hope of the Helpless

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #142 (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: To God I made my sorrows known Lyrics: 1 To God I made my sorrows known, From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his throne I pour'd out all my grief. 2 My soul was overwhelm'd with woes, My heart began to break; My God, who, all my burdens knows, Beholds the way I take. 3 On ev'ry side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone, While friends and strangers past me by Neglected or unknown. 4 Then did I raise a louder cry, And call'd thy mercy near, "Thou art my portion when I die, "Be thou my refuge here." 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes, who vex me, know I've an Almighty Friend. 6 From my sad prison set me free, Then shall I praise thy name, And holy men shall join with me, Thy kindness to proclaim. Languages: English
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Complaint of heavy Afflictions in Mind and Body

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #143 (1793) 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, O 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; Down to the dust m life is brought, Like one long bury'd and forgot. 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 for ever 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; O might I hear thy morning voice, How would my weary pow'rs 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 that was my foe before, Shall never vex my spirit more. Scripture: Psalm 143 Languages: English
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Assistance and Victory in the spiritual Warfare

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #144a (1793) 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 thro' 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 Languages: English
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Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #144c (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Happy the city, where their sons Lyrics: 1 Happy the city, where their sons Like pillars round a palace set, And daughters, bright as polish'd stones Give strength and beauty to the state. 2 Happy the land in culture dress'd, Whose flocks and corn have large increase; Where men securely work or rest, Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd, But more divinely blest are those On whom the all-sufficient God Himself with all his grace bestows. Scripture: Psalm 144:12-15 Languages: English
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The Vanity of Man, and the Condescension of God

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #144b (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hastning to the dust. 2 O what is feeble dying man, Of all his sinful race, That God should make it his concern, To visit him with grace! 3 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And terrors wait his awful frown! How wond'rous is his love! Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
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Mercy to Sufferes; or,God hearing Prayer

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #145d (1793) 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 Languages: English
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The Greatness of God

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #145b (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Long as I live I'll bless thy name Lyrics: 1 Long as I live I'll bless thy name, My King, my God of love; My work and joy shall be the same, In the bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown, And let his praise be great: I'll sing the honours of thy throne, Thy works of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue; And, while my lips rejoice, The men that hear my sacred song Shall join their cheerful voice. 4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, And children learn thy ways; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date Shall through the world be known; Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly state, With public splendour shown. 6 The world is manag'd by thy hands, Thy saints are rul'd by love; And thine eternal kingdom stands, Tho' rocks and hills remove. Scripture: Psalm 145:1-7 Languages: English
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The Greatness of God

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #145a (1793) First Line: My God, my King, thy various praise Lyrics: 1 My God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And ev'ry setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim; Thy bounty flows, an endless stream; Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow, But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine, And speak thy Majesty divine; Let ev'ry realm with joy proclaim The sound and honour of thy name. 5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and triumph of their tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wond'rous deeds, Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds; Vast and unsearchable thy ways! Vast and immortal be thy praise! Scripture: Psalm 145 Languages: English
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The Gooodness of God

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #145c (1793) First Line: Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace, My God, my heav'nly King: Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies; Through the whole earth his bounty shines, And ev'ry want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food, Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord! How slow thine anger moves! But soon he sends his pard'ning word To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Creatures with all their endless race, Thy pow'r and praise proclaim; But saints that taste thy richer grace, Delight to bless thy name. Languages: English

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