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Now plead my cause, almighty God

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #77 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Now plead my cause, almighty God, With all the sons of strife; And fight against the men of blood, Who fight against my life. 2 Draw out thy spear and stop their way, Lift thine avenging rod; But to my soul in mercy say, 'I am thy Savior God.' 3 They plant their snares to catch my feet, And nets of mischief spread; Plunge the destroyers in the pit That their own hands have made. 4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way, And slipp'ry be their ground; Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey, And all their rage confound. 5 They fly like chaff before the wind, Before thine angry breath; The angel of the Lord behind Pursues them down to death. 6 They love the road that leads to hell; Then let the rebels die, Whose malice is implacable Against the Lord on high. 7 But if thou hast a chosen few Amongst that impious race, Divide them from the bloody crew, By thy surprising grace. 8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice, To make thy wonders known: In their salvation I'll rejoice, And bless thee for my own. Scripture: Psalm 35:1-9 Languages: English

Behold! the love, the gen'rous love

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #78 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Behold! the love, the gen'rous love, That holy David shows; Hark, how his sounding bowels move To his afflicted foes! 2 When they are sick, his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. 3 How did his flowing tears condole, As for a brother dead! And fasting mortify'd his soul, While for their life he pray'd. 4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed, Yet still he pleads and mourns; And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace! Thus Christ the Lord appears: While Sinners curse, the Savior prays, And pities them with tears. 6 He, the true David, Isr'el's king, Blest and belov'd of God, To save us rebels, dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood. Scripture: Psalm 35:12-14 Languages: English

High in the heav'ns, eternal God!

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #79 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 High in the heav'ns, eternal God! Thy goodness in full glory shines, Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast thy bounty share; The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 My God! how excellent thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs! The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word. Scripture: Psalm 36:5-9 Languages: English

While men grow bold in wicked ways

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #80 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 While men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, 'Their thoughts believe there's none.' 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare (Whate'er their lips profess,) God hath no wrath for them to fear, 'Nor will they seek his grace.' 3 What strange self flatt'ry blinds their eyes! But there's a hast'ning hour, When they shall see with sore surprise The terrors of thy pow'r. 4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Tho' mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathom'd sea. 5 Above the heav'ns created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend: Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds Where time and nature ends. 6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast: Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy children choose to rest. 7 [From thee, when creature streams run low, And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow, And raise our pleasures high. 8 Tho' all created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise.] Scripture: Psalm 36:1-2 Languages: English

When man grows bold in sin

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #81 (1790) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When man grows bold in sin, My heart within me cries, 'He hath no faith of God within, Nor fear before his eyes.' 2 [He walks, a while conceal'd, In a self-flatt'ring dream, Till his dark crimes, at once reveal'd, Expose his hateful name.] 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair; Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 He plots upon his bed, New mischiefs to fulfil: He sets his heart, and hand and head, To practice all that's ill. 5 But there's a dreadful God, Tho' men renounce his fear; His justice, hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky; In heav'n his mercies dwell; Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs! O never let my soul remove From underneath his wings. Scripture: Psalm 36:1-7 Languages: English

Why should I vex my soul, and fret

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #82 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise; Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies? 2 As flow'ry grass, cut down at noon, Before the ev'ning fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that's good; So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll provide me food. 4 I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will: Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek, at last, the earth possess, And are the heirs of heav'n, True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv'n. Pause. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise, Tho' Providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threat'ning sword, Have bent the murd'rous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts; Shall their own swords against them turn And pain surprise their hearts. Scripture: Psalm 37:1-15 Languages: English

Why do the wealthy wicked boast

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #84 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Why do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay; The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives Amongst the sons of need; His mem'ry to long ages lives, And blessed is his seed. 4 His lips abhor to talk profane, To slander or defraud; His ready tongue declares to men, What he has learn'd of God. 5 The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide; Led by the spirit and the word, His feet shall never slide. 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand, Preserv'd from every snare; They shall possess the promis'd land, And dwell for ever there. Scripture: Psalm 37:16 Languages: English

My God, the steps of pious men

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #85 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My God, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will; Tho' they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves: He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves. 3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home: He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. 5 The haughty sinner have I seen, Nor fearing man nor God, Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 6 And lo; he vanish'd from the ground, Destroyed by hands unseen; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found, Where all that pride had been. 7 But mark the man of righteousness, His sev'ral steps attend; True pleasure runs thro' all his ways, And peaceful is his end. Scripture: Psalm 37:23-37 Languages: English

Amidst thy wrath remember love

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #86 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Amidst thy wrath remember love; Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest: Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t' atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my father's frown. 5 Lord, I am weak, and broken sore, None of my pow'rs are whole; The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear; And ev'ry sigh, and ev'ry groan, Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. 8 [My foot is ever apt to slide, My foes rejoice to see 't; They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. 9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin; I'll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die!] Scripture: Psalm 38 Languages: English

Thus I resolv'd before the Lord

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #87 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Thus I resolv'd before the Lord, 'Now will I watch my tongue, 'Lest I let slip one sinful word, 'Or do my neighbor wrong.' 2 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay With men of lives profane, I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel, Lest scoffers should th' occasion take To mock my holy zeal. 4 Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be over aw'd, But let the scoffing sinner hear That I can speak for God. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English