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The Glory of God in Creation and Providence
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #194b (1787) 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
The Works of Creation, Providence, Redemption of Israel, and Destruction of Enemies
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #249 (1740) Topics: Works and grace First Line: Great is the Lord, exalted high Lyrics: 1 Great is the Lord, exalted high
Above all Pow'rs and every Throne;
Whate'er he please in Earth or Sea,
Or Heav'n, 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 Isr'el, whom his Hand redeem'd,
No more to be proud Pharaoh's Slave!
5 His Pow'r the same, the same his Grace,
That saves us from the Hosts of Hell;
And Heav'n he gives us to possess,
Whence those apostate Angels fell.
Scripture: Psalm 135:5-12 Languages: English
The Works of Creation, Providence, Redemption of Israel, and Destruction of Enemies
O Lord, Thou Art My God and King
Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #315 (1934) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Praise for God's Works; Works of God Lyrics: 1 O Lord, Thou art my God and King,
And I will ever bless Thy Name;
I will extol Thee every day,
And evermore Thy praise proclaim.
2 The Lord is greatly to be praised,
His greatness is beyond our thought;
From age to age the sons of men
Shall tell the wonders God has wrought.
3 Upon Thy glorious majesty
And wondrous works my mind shall dwell;
Thy deeds shall fill the world with awe,
And of Thy greatness I will tell.
4 Thy matchless goodness and Thy grace
Thy people shall commemorate,
And all Thy truth and righteousness
My joyful song shall celebrate.
5 The Lord our God is rich in grace,
Most tender and compassionate;
His anger is most slow to rise,
His lovingkindness is most great.
6 The Lord is good in all His ways,
His creatures know His constant care;
To all His works His love extends,
All men His tender mercies share.
7 Thy works shall give Thee thanks, O Lord,
Thy saints Thy mighty acts shall show,
Till o'er the earth the sons of men
Thy kingdom, power, and glory know.
8 Eternal is Thy kingdom, Lord,
Forever strong and ever sure;
while generations rise and die
Shall Thy dominion still endure. Scripture: Psalm 145 Languages: English Tune Title: DUKE STREET
O Lord, Thou Art My God and King
Psalm 104
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.229 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Works of creation and providence First Line: My soul, thy great Creator praise: Lyrics:
My soul, thy great Creator praise:
When clothed in his celestial rays,
He in full majesty appears,
And, like a robe, his glory wears.
The heav'ns are for his curtains spread,
The unfathomed deep he makes his bed.
Clouds are his chariot when he flies
On winged storms across the skies.
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.
The world's foundations by his hand
Are poised, and shall for ever stand;
He binds the ocean in his chain,
Lest it should drown the earth again.
When earth was covered with the flood,
Which high above the mountains stood,
He thundered, and the ocean fled,
Confined to its appointed bed.
The swelling billows know their bound,
And in their channels walk their round;
Yet thence conveyed by secret veins,
They spring on hills and drench the plains.
He bids the crystal fountains flow,
And cheer the valleys as they go;
Tame heifers there their thirst allay,
And for the stream wild asses bray.
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.
God from his cloudy cistern pours
On the parched earth enriching showers;
The grove, the garden, and the field,
A thousand joyful blessings yield.
He makes the grassy food arise,
And gives the cattle large supplies
With herbs for man of various power,
To nourish nature or to dire.
What noble fruit the vines produce!
The olive yields a shining juice;
Our hearts are cheered with gen'rous wine,
With inward joy our faces shine.
O bless his name, ye Britons, fed
With nature's chief supporter, bread;
While bread your vital strength imparts,
Serve him with vigor in your hearts.
Behold, the stately cedar stands,
Raised in the forest by his hands;
Birds to the boughs for shelter fly,
And build their nests secure on high.
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.
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.
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.
Then man to daily labor goes;
The night was made for his repose;
Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief
From tiresome toil and wasting grief.
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.
Nor less thy glories in the deep,
Where fish in millions swim and creep
With wondrous motions, swift or slow,
Still wand'ring in the paths below.
There ships divide their wat'ry way,
And flocks of scaly monsters play;
There dwells the huge leviathan,
And foams and sports in spite of man.
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.
While each receives his diff'rent food,
Their cheerful looks pronounce it good:
Eagles and bears, and whales and worms,
Rejoice and praise in diff'rent forms.
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 is thine.
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.
His works, the wonders of his might,
Are honored with his own delight;
How awful are his glorious ways!
The Lord is dreadful in his praise.
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.
In thee my hopes and wishes meet,
And make my meditations sweet;
Thy praises shall my breath employ,
Till it expire in endless joy.
While haughty sinners die accursed,
Their glory buried with their dust,
I to my God, my heav'nly King,
Immortal hallelujahs sing.
Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame
An equal honor to his name?
Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English
Psalm 104
Psalm 111 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.243 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Works and grace; God his wisdom in his works; Wisdom of God in his works First Line: Songs of immortal praise belong Lyrics:
Songs of immortal praise belong
To my almighty God;
He has my heart, and he my tongue,
To spread his name abroad.
How great the works his hand has wrought
How glorious in our sight!
And men in every age have sought
His wonders with delight.
How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise th' Eternal mind!
His counsels never change the scheme
That his first thoughts designed.
When he redeemed his chosen sons,
He fixed his cov'nant sure;
The orders that his lips pronounce
To endless years endure.
Nature and time, and earth and skies,
Thy heav'nly skill proclaim;
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy name?
To fear thy power, to trust thy grace,
Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our race
That best obeys thy will.
Scripture: Psalm 111 Languages: English
Psalm 111 Part 1
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
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.) #35 (1786) Topics: Works and grace; Works and grace First Line: Behold the lofty sky Lyrics: 1 Behold the lofty sky
Declares its maker God,
And all the starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night
Divinely teach his name.
3 In every different land
Their general voice is known;
They shew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye christian lands, rejoice,
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to nature’s voice
To bid us know the Lord.
5 His statutes and commands
Are set before our eyes,
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.
6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promises forever sure,
And his rewards are great.
7 [Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight;
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd
So much allures the sight.
8 While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer’s name.] Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #35 (1790) Topics: Works and grace; Works and grace First Line: Behold the lofty sky Lyrics: 1 Behold the lofty sky
Declares its maker God,
And all the starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night
Divinely teach his name.
3 In every different land
Their general voice is known;
They shew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye christian lands, rejoice,
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to nature’s voice
To bid us know the Lord.
5 His statutes and commands
Are set before our eyes,
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.
6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promises forever sure,
And his rewards are great.
7 [Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight;
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd
So much allures the sight.
8 While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer’s name.] Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
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.) #39 (1786) Topics: Works and grace; Works and grace First Line: Behold the lofty sky Lyrics: 1 Behold the lofty sky
Declares its maker God,
And all the starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night
Divinely teach his name.
3 In every different land
Their general voice is known;
They shew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye christian lands, rejoice,
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to nature’s voice
To bid us know the Lord.
5 His statutes and commands
Are set before our eyes,
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.
6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promises forever sure,
And his rewards are great.
7 [Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight;
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd
So much allures the sight.
8 While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer’s name.] Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #39 (1787) Topics: Works and grace; Works and grace First Line: Behold the lofty sky Lyrics: 1 Behold the lofty sky
Declares its maker God,
And all the starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night
Divinely teach his name.
3 In every different land
Their general voice is known;
They shew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye christian lands, rejoice,
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to nature’s voice
To bid us know the Lord.
5 His statutes and commands
Are set before our eyes,
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.
6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promises forever sure,
And his rewards are great.
7 [Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight;
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd
So much allures the sight.
8 While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer’s name.] Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English
The Book of Nature and Scriptures
Songs of immortal praise belong
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #58 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Works and grace; God his wisdom in his works; Wisdom of God in his works Lyrics:
Songs of immortal praise belong
To my almighty God;
He has my heart, and he my tongue,
To spread his name abroad.
How great the works his hand has wrought
How glorious in our sight!
And men in every age have sought
His wonders with delight.
How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise th' Eternal mind!
His counsels never change the scheme
That his first thoughts designed.
When he redeemed his chosen sons,
He fixed his cov'nant sure;
The orders that his lips pronounce
To endless years endure.
Nature and time, and earth and skies,
Thy heav'nly skill proclaim;
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy name?
To fear thy power, to trust thy grace,
Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our race
That best obeys thy will.
Scripture: Psalm 111 Languages: English
Songs of immortal praise belong
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