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William Cowper·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
The Spirit breathes upon the word,
And brings the truth to sight;
Precepts and promises afford
A sanctifying light.
Verse 2
A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic, like the sun;
It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.
Verse 3
The Hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
His truths upon the nations rise;
They rise, but never set.
Verse 4
Let everlasting thanks be Thine
For such a bright display
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
Verse 5
My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory break upon my view
In brighter worlds above.
William Cowper, “The Spirit Breathes Upon the Word”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 291 · C.M. · (Ortonville)
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord;
In every star Thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold Thy word,
We read Thy Name in fairer lines.
Verse 2
The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days, Thy power confess;
But the blest volume Thou hast writ
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace.
Verse 3
Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never stand;
So when Thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.
Verse 4
Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest
Till through the world Thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light, or feel the sun.
Verse 5
Great Sun of Righteousness, arise;
Bless the dark world with heavenly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise,
Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right.
Verse 6
Thy noblest wonders here we view
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven:
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make Thy word my guide to heaven.
Isaac Watts, “The Heavens Declare Thy Glory, Lord”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 292 · L.M. · Uxbridge
Verses 1, 2, Benjamin Beddome, 1787: alt.; verses 3, 4, 5, Thomas Cotterill, 1819·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
God, in the gospel of His Son,
Makes His eternal counsels known;
Where love in all its glory shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.
Verse 2
Here sinners of a humble frame
May taste His grace, and learn His Name;
May read, in characters of blood,
The wisdom, power, and grace of God.
Verse 3
The prisoner here may break his chains;
The weary rest from all his pains;
The captive feel his bondage cease;
The mourner find the way of peace.
Verse 4
Here faith reveals to mortal eyes
A brighter world beyond the skies;
Here shines the light which guides our way
From earth to realms of endless day.
Verse 5
O grant us grace, Almighty Lord,
To read and mark Thy holy word;
Its truths with meekness to receive,
And by its holy precepts live.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 294 · L.M. · (Rockingham New)
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
“Go, preach My gospel,” saith the Lord;
“Bid the whole earth My grace receive;
He shall be saved that trusts My word;
He shall be lost that won’t believe.
Verse 2
“I’ll make your great commission known,
And ye shall prove My gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.
Verse 3
“Teach all the nations My commands;
I’m with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in My hands,
I can destroy, and I defend.”
Verse 4
He spake, and light shone round His head;
On a bright cloud to heaven He rode;
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
Isaac Watts, “\"Go, Preach My Gospel,\" Saith the Lord”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 340 · L.M. · (Mendon)
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion’s hill,
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
Verse 2
How charming is their voice!
How sweet the tidings are!
”Zion, behold thy Saviour King;
He reigns and triumphs here.”
Verse 3
How happy are our ears
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
Verse 4
How blessed are our eyes
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
Verse 5
The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
Verse 6
The Lord makes bare His arm
Through all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
Isaac Watts, “How Beauteous Are Their Feet”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 341 · S.M. · St. Michael
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never-dying-soul to save,
And fit it for the sky:—
Verse 2
To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill,—
Oh! may it all my powers engage—
To do my Master’s will.
Verse 3
Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And, oh, thy servant, Lord! prepare
A strict account to give.
Verse 4
Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely;
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.
Charles Wesley, “A Charge to Keep I Have”
Otterbein 1890 No. 403 · S.M · Boylston