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The Works of Creation, Providence, Redemption of Israel, and Destruction of Enemies

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #254b (1787) Topics: Works and grace; Works and grace First Line: Great is the Lord, exalted high Lyrics: 1 Great is the Lord, exalted high Above all powers and every throne; What e'er he please in earth or sea, Or heaven, or hell, his hand hath done. 2 At his command the vapours rise, The lightnings flash, the thunders roar; He pours the rain, he brings the wind And tempest from his airy store. 3 'Twas he those dreadful tokens sent, O Egypt, through thy stubborn land; When all thy first-born, beasts and men, Fell dead by his avenging hand. 4 What mighty nations, mighty kings, He slew, and their whole country gave To Israel, whom his hand redeem'd, No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave. 5 His power the same, the same his grace, That saves us from the hosts of hell; And heaven he gives us to possess, Whence those apostate angels fell. Scripture: Psalm 135:5-12 Languages: English

Works of God

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #23 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Of God The Works of God First Line: The spacious firmament on high Lyrics: 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th'unwearied sun, from day to day Does his Creator's pow'r display, And publishes to ev'ry land The work of an almighty hand. 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth: 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball? What tho' no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, Forever singing, as they shine-- The hand that made us is divine. Languages: English

God's glory in His works

Hymnal: Bible Songs #12 (1901) Topics: Praise For Works of Creation First Line: Lord, our Lord, o'er earth's vast frame Scripture: Psalm 8 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, our Lord, o'er earth's vast frame]

The Works of God

Author: Keble Hymnal: The Boston Sunday School Hymn Book #23 (1844) Topics: The Works of God First Line: There is a book who runs may read Languages: English

Confession of our Poverty; and Saints the best Company; or, Good Works profit Men, not GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #26a (1740) Topics: Good works profit Men, not God First Line: Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need Lyrics: First Part: 1 Preserve me, Lord, in Time of Need, For Succour to thy Throne I flee; But have no Merits there to plead, My Goodness cannot reach to Thee. 2 Oft have my Heart and Tongue confest, How empty and how poor I am; My Praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new Glories to thy Name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy Saints on Earth may reap Some Profit by the Good we do; These are the Company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others chuse the Sons of Mirth To give a Relish to their Wine; I love the Men of heav'nly Birth, Whose Thoughts and Language are divine Scripture: Psalm 16 Languages: English

Wakantanka (Many and Great)

Author: Joseph R. Renville; Philip Frazier Hymnal: Voices Together #128 (2020) Meter: Irregular Topics: God Works of First Line: Wakantanka taku nitawa (Many and great, O God, are your works) Lyrics: 1 Wakantanka taku nitawa tankaya qa ota; mahpiya kin eyahnake ça, maka kin he duowanca; mniowanca śbeya wanke cin, hena oyakihi. 2 Woehdaku nitawa kin he minaġi kin qu wo; mahpiya kin iwankam yati, wicowaśte yuha nanka, wiconi kin he mayaqu nun, owihanke wanin. 1 Many and great, O God, are your works, maker of earth and sky. Your hands have set the heavens with stars; your fingers spread the mountains and plains. Lo, at your word the waters were formed; deep seas obey your voice. 2 Grant unto us communion with you, O star-abiding One. Come unto us and dwell with us; with you are found the gifts of life. Bless us with life that has no end, eternal life with you. Scripture: Psalm 40:5 Languages: Dakota Tune Title: LACQUIPARLE

I Will Exalt You, O My God and King

Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #145A (2018) Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Topics: God Works of Scripture: Psalm 145 Languages: English Tune Title: YORKSHIRE

The Glory of God in Creation and Providence

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #183 (1786) Topics: Works of creation and providence; Works of creation and providence First Line: My soul, thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread; Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; Clouds are his chariot when he flies On winged storms a-cross the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are flaming fires; And swift as thought their armies move To bear his vengeance or his love. 4 The world’s foundation by his hand Is pois'd and shall forever stand; He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd by the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bound, And in their channels walk their round; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the chrystal fountains flow, And cheer the vallies as they go; There gentle herds their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. Pause I. 9 God from his cloudy cistern pours On the parch'd earth enriching showers; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; With herbs for man of various power, To nourish nature, or to cure. 11 What noble fruit the vines produce! The olive yields in shining juice; Our hearts are cheer'd with generous wine, His gifts proclaim his love divine. 12 His bounteous hands our table spread, He fills our cheerful stores with bread; While food our vital strength imparts, Let daily praise inspire our hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately cedar stands Rais'd in the forest by his hands; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; And at the airy mountain’s foot, The feebler creatures make their cell; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring ask their meat from God; But when the morning-beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes; The night was made for his repose: Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill! And every land thy riches fill: Thy wisdom round the world we see, This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wandering in the paths below. 20 There ships divide their watery way, And flocks of scaly monsters play; The huge Leviathan resides, And fearless sports amid the tides. Pause III. 21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thy word, And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22 While each receives his different food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good: Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice and praise in different forms. 23 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And dying to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign: Life, breath and spirit, all are thine. 24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 25 His works the wonders of his might, Are honour'd with his own delight: How awful are his glorious ways! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet; Thy praises shall my breath employ Till it expire in endless joy. 28 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory bury'd with their dust, I to my God, my heavenly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English

The Glory of God in Creation and Providence

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #183 (1790) Topics: Works of creation and providence; Works of creation and providence First Line: My soul, thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread; Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; Clouds are his chariot when he flies On winged storms a-cross the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are flaming fires; And swift as thought their armies move To bear his vengeance or his love. 4 The world’s foundation by his hand Is pois'd and shall forever stand; He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd by the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bound, And in their channels walk their round; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the chrystal fountains flow, And cheer the vallies as they go; There gentle herds their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. Pause I. 9 God from his cloudy cistern pours On the parch'd earth enriching showers; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; With herbs for man of various power, To nourish nature, or to cure. 11 What noble fruit the vines produce! The olive yields a pleasing juice; Our hearts are cheer'd with generous wine, His gifts proclaim his love divine. 12 His bounteous hands our table spread, He fills our cheerful stores with bread; While food our vital strength imparts, Let daily praise inspire our hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately cedar stands Rais'd in the forest by his hands; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; And at the airy mountain’s foot; The feebler creatures make their cell; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring ask their meat from God; But when the morning beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes; The night was made for his repose: Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill! And every land thy riches fill: Thy wisdom round the world we see, This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wandering in the paths below. 20 There ships divide their watery way, And flocks of scaly monsters play; The huge Leviathan resides, And fearless sports amid the tides. Pause III. 21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thy word, And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22 While each receives his different food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good: Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice and praise in different forms. 23 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And dying to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign: Life, breath and spirit, all are thine. 24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 25 His works the wonders of his might, Are honour'd with his own delight: How awful are his glorious ways! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet; Thy praises shall my breath employ Till it expire in endless joy. 28 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory bury'd with their dust, I to my God, my heavenly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English

The Glory of God in Creation and Providence

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #194b (1786) Topics: Works of creation and providence; Works of creation and providence First Line: My soul, thy great Creator praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, thy great Creator praise; When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread; Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; Clouds are his chariot when he flies On winged storms a-cross the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are flaming fires; And swift as thought their armies move To bear his vengeance or his love. 4 The world’s foundation by his hand Is pois'd and shall forever stand; He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd by the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bound, And in their channels walk their round; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the chrystal fountains flow, And cheer the vallies as they go; There gentle herds their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. Pause I. 9 God from his cloudy cistern pours On the parch'd earth enriching showers; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; With herbs for man of various power, To nourish nature, or to cure. 11 What noble fruit the vines produce! The olive yields a pleasing juice; Our hearts are cheer'd with generous wine, His gifts proclaim his love divine. 12 His bounteous hands our table spread, He fills our cheerful stores with bread; While food our vital strength imparts, Let daily praise inspire our hearts. Pause II 13 Behold the stately cedar stands Rais'd in the forest by his hands; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; And at the airy mountain’s foot, The feebler creatures make their cell; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring ask their meat from God; But when the morning-beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes; The night was made for his repose: Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill! And every land thy riches fill: Thy wisdom round the world we see, This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wandering in the paths below. 20 There ships divide their watery way, And flocks of scaly monsters play; The huge Leviathan resides, And fearless sports amid the tides. Pause III. 21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thy word, And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22 While each receives his different food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good: Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice and praise in different forms. 23 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And dying to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign: Life, breath and spirit, all are thine. 24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 25 His works the wonders of his might, Are honour'd with his own delight: How awful are his glorious ways! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet; Thy praises shall my breath employ Till it expire in endless joy. 28 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory bury'd with their dust, I to my God, my heavenly King, Immortal Hallelujahs sing. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English