274 234 94 48 145 O fleep nor flumber to his eyes Not to ourselves, who are but duft Not to our names, thou only just and true 235 Now be my heart infpir'd to fing Now from the roaring lion's rage Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind Now let our lips, with holy fear Now let our mournful fongs record Now may the God of pow'r and grace Now plead my cause, Almighty God Now fhall my folemn vows be paid Now to the great and facred Three ALL ye nations, praife the Lord O bless the Lord, my foul O Lord, how many are my foes O Lord, our heav'nly King O Lord, our Lord, how wond'rous great what a ftiff rebellious house 137 48 43 72 131 312 P. PAGE PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 127 ye the Lord, exalt his name Praife ye the Lord; my heart fhall join Praife ye the Lord: 'tis good to raise Preferve me, Lord, in time of need R. REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord Remember, Lord, our mortal ftate Return, O God of love, return Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord Shine, mighty God, on this our land 278 300 302 29 65 177 181 170 135 31 241 108 132 130 162 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Sure there's a righteous God T. TEACH me the measure of my days The God of glory fends his fummons forth The Lord, how wond'rous are his ways The Lord my fhepherd is The Lord of glory is my light The King of faints, how fair his face The Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim PAGE 93 239 207 195 188 51 57 The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high 187 The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns ΙΟΙ 103 210 The Lord, the fovʼreign, fends his fummons 104 The man is ever bleft The praise of Zion waits for thee The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought 2 125 86 177 241 53 245 258 230 178 81 102 84 225 226 250 Thy works of glory, mighty Lord, To thee, before the dawning light To thee, moft holy, and moft high 'Twas for our fake, eternal God 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came ง. VAIN man, on foolish pleasures bent Up from my youth, may Ifrael fay WE blefs the Lord, the juft, the good 134 We love thee, Lord, and we adore When Chrift to judgment shall defcend When God is nigh, my faith is ftrong When God, provok'd with daring crimes When God reftor'd our captive state When God reveal'd his gracious name When Ifr'el, freed from Pharaoh's hand When Ifr'el fins, the Lord reproves When I with pleafing wonder ftand - When pain and anguish feize me, Lord When the Great Judge, fupreme and just Where fhall we go to feek and find While I keep filence, and conceal While men grow bold in wicked ways Who shall afcend thy heav'nly place Who will arife and plead my right Why did the Jews proclaim their rage - - 37 Why doth the Lord ftand off fo far PAGE 20 98 46 77 149 285 87 18 With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue Y. E angels round the throne YE Ye holy fouls, in God rejoice 173 303 221 312 66 196 199 232 184 99 231 277 304 Yet, (faith the Lord) if David's race 176 This Edition of Dr. WATTS'S PSALMS and HYMNS has been carefully revised; many errors, found in fome other Editions, are corrected and both Pfalms and Hymns are accommodated to the use of the Church of Chrift in the United States of America. |