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Jesus shall reign where'er the sun

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Sunday School Hymnal #117 (1899) Topics: Infants Tune Title: [Jesus shall reign where'er the sun]
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Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139a (1766) Topics: Infants Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro'; Thine Eye commands with piercing View My rising and my resting Hours, My Heart and Flesh, with all their Pow'rs. 2 My Thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my GOD distinctly known; He knows the Words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ning Lips they break. 3 Within thy circling Pow'r I stand, On every Side I find thy Hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with GOD. 4 Amazing Knowledge, vast and great! What large Extent! What lofty Height! My Soul, with all the Pow'rs I boast, Is in the boundless Prospect lost. 5 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause I. 6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy Service, and thy Love, Where, Lord, could I thy Presence shun, Or from thy dreadful Glory run? 7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in Light; Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy Chains. 8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray, I fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy swifter Hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy Fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy Sight, Beneath the spreading Veil of Night, One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray, Would kindle Darkness into Day. 10 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Pause II 11 The Veil of Night is no Disguise, No Screen from thy All-searching Eyes; Thy Hand can search thy Foes as soon Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon. 12 Midnight and Noon in this agree, Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee: Not Death can hide what GOD will spy, And Hell lies naked to his Eye. 13 O may these Thoughts possess my Breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker Passions dare Consent to sin, for GOD is there. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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My GOD, what inward Grief I feel

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139c (1766) Topics: Infants Lyrics: 1 My GOD, what inward Grief I feel When impious Men transgress thy Will! I mourn to hear their Lips profane Take thy tremendous Name in vain. 2 Does not my Soul detest and hate The Sons of Malice and Deceit? Those that oppose thy Laws and Thee, I count them Enemies to me. 3 Lord, search my Soul, try ev'ry Thought; Though my own Heart accuse me not Of walking in a false Disguise, I beg the Trial of thine Eyes. 4 Doth secret Mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown Sin? O turn my Feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect Way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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In all my vast Concerns with Thee

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139d (1766) Topics: Infants Lyrics: 1 In all my vast Concerns with Thee, In vain my Soul would try To shun thy Presence, Lord, or flee The Notice of thine Eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding Sight surveys My Rising and my Rest; My public Walks, my private Ways, And Secrets of my Breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within; And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word, He knows the Sense I mean. 4 O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and high! Where can a Creature hide? Within thy circling Arms I lie, Beset on ev'ry Side. 5 So let thy Grace surround me still, And like a Bulwark prove, To guard my Soul from ev'ry Ill, Secur'd by sov'reign Love. Pause 6 Lord, where shall guilty Souls retire, forgotten and unknown? In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire, In Heav'n thy glorious Throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital Breath, To 'scape the Wrath divine, Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death, And make the Grave resign. 8 If, wing'd with Beams of Morning Light, I fly beyond the West, Thy Hand, which must support my Flight, Would soon betray my Rest. 9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night, Those flaming Eyes that guard thy Law Would turn the Shades to Light. 10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour, Are both alike to Thee: O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r From which I cannot flee. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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When I with pleasing Wonder stand

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139e (1766) Topics: Infants Lyrics: 1 When I with pleasing Wonder stand, And all my Frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy Work I own thy Hand Thus built my humble Clay. 2 Thy Hand my Heart and Reins possest, Where unborn Nature grew; Thy Wisdom all my Features trac'd, And all my Members drew. 3 Thine Eye with nicest Care survey'd The Growth of ev'ry Part; 'Till the whole Scheme thy Thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy Art. 4 Heav'n, Earth, and Sea, and Fire and Wind, Shew me thy wond'rous Skill; But I review myself, and find Diviner Wonders still. 5 Thy awful Glories round me shine, My Flesh proclaims thy Praise; Lord, to thy Works of Nature join Thy Miracles of Grace. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English
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Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P139f (1766) Topics: Infants Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er, They strike me with Surprize; Not all the Sands that spread the Shore To equal Numbers rise. 2 My Flesh with Fear and Wonder stands, The Product of thy Skill; And hourly Blessings from thy Hands Thy Thoughts of Love reveal. 3 These on my Heart by Night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the Hour that ends my Sleep Still find my Thoughts with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English
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Fight the good fight

Author: John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75 Hymnal: Complete Mission Praise #143 (1999) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Church of Jesus Christ Baptisms, Dedications and Presentation of Infants First Line: Fight the good fight with all thy might Languages: English Tune Title: DUKE STREET
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See Israel's gentle shepherd stands

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #155 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Baptism Infants Lyrics: 1 See Israel’s gentle shepherd stand, With all-engaging charms! Hark! how He calls the tender lambs, And takes them in His arms! 2 "Permit them to approach, (He cries,) Nor scorn their humble name; It was to save such souls as these The power and love I came." 3 We bring them, Lord, with grateful hearts, And yield them up to Thee; Rejoiced that we ourselves are Thine, Thine let our offspring be! 4 Thus Lydia's house was sanctified, When she received the word; Thus the believing jailer gave His family to the Lord. 5 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear; Ye children, seek His face; And fly with transport to receive The gospel of His grace. 6 If orphans they are left behind, Thy care, O God! we trust; And let thy promise cheer our hearts, If weeping o'er their dust. Languages: English
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Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #156 (1867) Topics: Baptism Infants Lyrics: 1 Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding, With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs Thy bosom share,-- 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in Thy gracious arm; There, we know, Thy word believing, Only there, secure from harm. 3 Never from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the lion's prey; Let Thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's dangerous way; 4 Then, within Thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of Thy grace. Languages: English
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The gentle Saviour calls

Hymnal: Hymnal #212 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Sacraments Baptism of Infants Lyrics: 1 The gentle Saviour calls Our children to his breast; He folds them in his gracious arms, Himself declares them blest. 2 "Let them approach" He cries, "Nor scorn their humble claim; The heirs of heaven are such as these, For such as these I came." 3 Gladly we bring them, Lord, Devoting them to Thee, Imploring that, as we are thine, Thine may our offspring be. Languages: English

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