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Watchfulness over the Tongue; or, Prudence and Zeal

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #39a (1793) First Line: Thus I resolv'd before the Lord 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 neighbour wrong." 2 Whene'er constrain'd a while 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 sinners hear That we can speak for God. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English

A Song of Deliverance from great Distress

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #40a (1793) First Line: I waited patient for the Lord Lyrics: 1 I waited patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I’ll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love; Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. 6 When I’m afflicted, poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. Scripture: Psalm 40:1-3 Languages: English

Christ our Sacrifice

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #40c (1793) First Line: The wonders Lord, thy love has wrought Lyrics: 1 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; Should I attempt the long detail, My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 2 No blood of beasts, on altars spilt, Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt; But thou hast set before our eyes An all-sufficient sacrifice. 3 Lo thine eternal Son appears, To thy designs he bows his ears; Assumes a body well prepar'd, And well performs a work so hard. 4 "Behold I come, (the Saviour cries, "With love and duty in his eyes;=,) "I come to bear the heavy load "Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 5 'Tis written in thy great decree, "'Tis in thy book foretold of me, "I must fulfil the Saviour's part, "And lo! thy law is in my heart. 6 "I'll magnify thy holy law, "And rebels to obedience draw, "When on my cross I'm lifted high, "Or to my crown above the sky. 7 "The spirit shall descend and show "What thou hast done and what I do; "The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace, "And all creation tune thy praise." Scripture: Psalm 40:5-10 Languages: English

The Incarnation and Sacrifice of Christ

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #40b (1793) First Line: Thus saith the Lord, your work is vain Lyrics: 1 Thus saith the Lord, "your work is vain "Give your burnt-offerings o'er, "In dying goats and bullock's slain "My soul delights no more." 1 Then spake the Saviour, "Lo, I'm here, "My God, to do thy will; "Whate'er thy sacred books declare "Thy servant shall fulfil. 3 "Thy law is ever in my sight, "I keep it near my heart; "Mine ears are open'd with delight "To what thy lips impart." 4 And see the blest Redeemer comes, Th' eternal son appears, And at th' appointed time assumes The body God prepares. 5 Much he reveal'd his Father's grace, And much his truth he show'd, And preach'd the way of righteousness Where great assemblies stood. 6 His Father's honour touch'd his heart; He pity'd sinners cries, And to fulfil a Saviour's part, Was made a sacrifice. Pause. 7 No blood of beasts on altars shed Could wash the conscience clean, But the rich sacrifice he paid Atones for all our sin. 8 Then was the great salvation spread, And Satan's kingdom shook; Thus by the woman's promis'd seed The serpent's head was broke. Scripture: Psalm 40:6-9 Languages: English

Charity to the Poor; or, Pity to the Afflicted

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #41 (1793) First Line: Blest is the man, whose breast can move Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man, whose breast can move, And melt with pity to the poor, Whose soul, by sympathizing love, Feels what his fellow saints endure. 2 His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hands can do; He, in the time of gen'ral grief Shall find the Lord hath mercy too. 3 His soul shall live secure on earth With secret blessings on his head, When drought, and pestilence, and dearth, Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or if he languish on his couch, God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n, Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heav'n. Scripture: Psalm 41:1-3 Languages: English

Melancholy Thoughts repoved; or, Hope in Affliction

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #42b (1793) First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord Lyrics: 1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumult'ous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Thy rising waves drown all my joys, And roll tremend'ous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, "my God, my heav'nly rock, "Why doth thy love so long forget "The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief; Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 My God, my most exceeding joy, Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly hill. Scripture: Psalm 42:6-11 Languages: English

Desertion and Hope; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #42a (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: With earnest longings of the mind Lyrics: 1 With earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast; The foe insults without controul, "And where’s your God at last?" 4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why, my soul, sunk down so far Beneath this heavy load? My spirit, why indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. Scripture: Psalm 42:1-9 Languages: English

Safety in divine Protection

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #43 (1793) First Line: Judge me, O God, and plead my cause Lyrics: 1 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause, Against a sinful race; From vile oppression and deceit Secure me by thy grace. 2 On thee my stedfast hope depends, And am I left to mourn? To sink in sorrows, and in vain, Implore thy kind return? 3 O send thy light to guide my feet, And bid thy truth appear, Conduct me to thy holy hill, And taste thy mercies there. 4 Then to thy altar, O my God, My joyful feet shall rise, And my triumphant songs shall praise The God that rules the skies. 5 Sink not, my soul, beneath thy fear, Nor yield to weak despair; For I shall live to praise the Lord, And bless his guardian care. Scripture: Psalm 43 Languages: English

The Church's Complaint in Persecution

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #44 (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, we have heard thy works of old Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of pow'r and grace, When to our ears our fathers told, The wonder of their days. 2 They saw the beaut'ous churches rise, The spreading gospel run; While light and glory from the skies Through all their temples shone. 3 In God they boasted all the day, And in a cheerful throng Did thousands meet to praise and pray, And grace was all their song. 4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame, Confusion fills our face, To hear the enemy blaspheme, And fools reproach thy grace. 5 Yet have we not forgot our God, Nor falsely dealt with heav'n, Nor have our steps declin'd the road Of duty thou hast giv'n. 6 Though dragons all around us roar With their destructive breath, And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore, Hard by the gates of death. Pause. 7 We are expos'd all day to die, As martyrs for thy name; As sheep for slaughter bound we lie, And wait the kindling flame. 8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord, Why sleeps thy wonted grace? Why should we look like men abhor'd, Or banish'd from thy face? 9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off, And still neglect our cries? For ever hide thine heav'nly love From our afflicted eyes? 10 Down to the dust our soul is bow'd, And dies upon the ground; Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their pow'rs confound. 11 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour and our God; We plead the honours of thy name, The merits of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 44:1-3 Languages: English

The personal Glories and Government of Christ

Hymnal: PCSC1788 #45b (1793) First Line: I'll speak the honours of my King Lyrics: 1 I'll speak the honorus of my King, His form divinely fair; None of his sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. 2 Sweet is thy speech, and heav'nly grace Upon thy lips is shed; Thy God with blessings infinite Hath crown'd thy sacred head. 3 Gird on thy sword victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway; Thy terror shall strike through thy foes, And make the world obey. 4 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, To rule the saints by love. 5 Justice and truth attend thee still, But mercy is thy choice: And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English