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The way and end of the righteous and the wicked

Appears in 102 hymnals First Line: Bless'd is the man who shuns the place Lyrics: 1 Bless'd is the man who shuns the place, Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat; 2 But in the statutes of the Lord, Has plac'd his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the word And meditates by night. [3 He like a plant of generous kind By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state.] 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so th' impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff, before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ, the judge at his right hand Appoints his saints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell. Scripture: Psalm 1
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The Saint happy – the Sinner miserable

Appears in 117 hymnals First Line: The man is ever bless'd Lyrics: 1 The man is ever bless'd Who shuns the sinner's ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place. 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live, His works are heav'nly fruit. 4 Not so th' ungoldy race, They no such blessings find: Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment-seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet? 6 He knows and he approves The ways the righteous go; But sinners, and their works, shall meet A dreadful overthrow. Scripture: Psalm 1
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The difference between the righteous and the wicked

Appears in 51 hymnals First Line: Happy the man, whose cautious feet Lyrics: 1 Happy the man, whose cautious feet Shun the broad way where sinners go, Who hates the place where Atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. 2 He loves t' employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord: And spends the wakeful hours of night With pleasure, pond'ring o'er the word. 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav'n will shine with kindest beams On ev'ry work his hands begin. 4 But sinners find their counsels cross'd; As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful judge with stern command, Divides him to a diff'rent place. 6 "Strait is the way my saints have trode, "I bless'd the path, and drew it plain, "But you would chuse the crooked road; "And down it leads to endless pain." Scripture: Psalm 1
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Doubts and fears suppressed; or, God our defence from Sin and Satan

Appears in 47 hymnals First Line: My God, how many are my fears! Lyrics: 1 My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes encrease! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 2 Thy lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in Heav'n, And all my growing sins appear Too great to be forgiv'n. 3 But thou, my glory, and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threat'ning guilt, And raise my drooping head. [4 I cry'd, and from his holy hill He bow'd a list'ning ear; I call'd, my Father, and my God, And he subdued my fear. 5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose.] 6 What though the hosts of Death and Hell All arm'd, against me stood; Terrors no more shall shake my soul: My refuge is my God. 7 Arise, O Lord, fulfill thy grace, While I thy glory sing: My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And Death has lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save: Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave. Scripture: Psalm 3
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A morning psalm

Appears in 51 hymnals First Line: O Lord, how many are my foes Lyrics: 1 O Lord, how many are my foes In this weak state of flesh and blood? My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. 2 Tire'd with the burdens of the day, To thee I rais'd an evening cry; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustain'd me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong; He rais'd my head to see the light, And makes his praise my morning song. Scripture: Psalm 3:1-5
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An evening pslam

Appears in 246 hymnals First Line: Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray; I am for ever thine; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and bus'ness free, ’Tis sweet conversion on my bed, With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I’ll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. Scripture: Psalm 4:3-5
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Christ's sufferings and exaltation

Appears in 114 hymnals First Line: Now let our mournful songs record Lyrics: 1 Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, And shake their heads and laugh in scorn; "He rescued others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save. 3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his father and his friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now? 4 Oh savage people! cruel priests! How they stood round like raging beasts; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their pow'r. 5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. 6 But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. Scripture: Psalm 22
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God's gentle chastisement; or, His tender mercy to his people

Appears in 93 hymnals First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! Lyrics: 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! How firm his truth! how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heav'ns above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slow his awful wrath to rise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins: And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hand and melting eyes: The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. Pause 7 The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. Scripture: Psalm 103
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An hosanna for the Lord's day; or A new song of salvation by Christ

Appears in 138 hymnals First Line: See what a living stone Lyrics: 1 See what a living stone The builders did refuse; Yet God hath built his church thereon In spite of envious Jews. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son; Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner stone. 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And wond'rous in our eyes: This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day That our Redeemer made; Let all rejoice and sing and pray, Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the king Of David's royal blood: Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thine holy word Which all this grace displays; And offer at your altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. Scripture: Psalm 118:22-27
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Man frail, and God eternal

Appears in 1,259 hymnals First Line: Our God, our help in ages past Lyrics: 1 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. 2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And my defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, "Return ye sons of men;" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 5 A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising dawn. [6 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. 7 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 8 Like flow'ry fields the nations stand Pleas'd with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower's hand Lie withering ere 'tis night.] 9 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. Scripture: Psalm 90

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