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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
High in the heavens, Eternal God,
Thy goodness in full glory shines;
Thy truth shall break through every cloud
That veils and darkens Thy designs.
Verse 2
For ever firm Thy justice stands,
As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of Thy hands;
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
Verse 3
Thy providence is kind and large,
Both man and beast Thy bounty share;
The whole creation is Thy charge,
But saints are Thy peculiar care.
Verse 4
My God, how excellent Thy grace,
Whence all our hope and comfort spring!
The sons of Adam in distress
Fly to the shadow of Thy wing.
Verse 5
From the provisions of Thy house
We shall be fed with sweet repast;
There mercy like a river flows,
And brings salvation to our taste.
Verse 6
Life, like a fountain, rich and free,
Springs from the presence of my Lord;
And in Thy light our souls shall see
The glories promised in Thy word.
Isaac Watts, “High in the Heavens, Eternal God”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 120 · L.M. · (Ware)
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing,
The mighty works, or mightier Name,
Of our Eternal King.
Verse 2
Tell of His wondrous faithfulness,
And sound His power abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of His grace,
And the performing God.
Verse 3
His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.
Verse 4
O might I hear Thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, “Thou art Mine,”
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost Divine.
Isaac Watts, “Begin, My Tongue, Some Heavenly Theme”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 125 · C.M. · (Manoah)
Anna L. Barbauld·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, says Jesus’ sacred voice,
Come, and make my paths your choice;
I will guide you to your home;
Weary pilgrim! hither come.
Verse 2
Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world’s scorn,
Long hast roamed this barren waste,
Weary pilgrim! hither haste.
Verse 3
Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain!
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn!--
Verse 4
Hither come, for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound,
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.
Anna L. Barbauld, “Come, Says Jesus' Sacred Voice”
Otterbein 1890 No. 206 · 7s. D · Spanish Hymn
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Verse 1
’Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give
Unto him who on Jesus, his Son, will believe
Refrain
Hallelujah! ’tis done,
I believe on the Son;
I am saved by the blood of the crucified One.
Verse 2
Tho’ the pathway be lonely, and dangerous, too,
Surely Jesus is able to carry me through.
Verse 3
Many loved ones have I in yon heavenly throng;
They are safe now in glory, and this is their song:
Verse 4
Little children I see standing close by their King,
And he smiles as their song of salvation they sing.
Verse 5
There are prophets and kings in that throng I behold,
And they sing as they march thro’ the streets of pure gold,
Verse 6
There’s a part in that chorus for you and for me,
And the theme of our praises forever will be.
Otterbein 1890 No. 252 · 12s · Hallelujah! 'Tis Done
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
D. W. Whittle·Modern
Verse 1
“There shall be showers of blessing;”
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.
Refrain
Showers, showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need;
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
Verse 2
“There shall be showers of blessing;“--
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.
Verse 3
“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Send them upon us, O Lord!
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor thy Word.
Verse 4
“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Oh, that to-day they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 315 · P.M · Showers of Blessing
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Horatius Bonar·Modern
Verse 1
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“Come unto me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my breast.”
Verse 2
I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary, and worn, and sad;
I found in him a resting-place,
And he has made me glad.
Verse 3
I heard the voice of Jesus say
”Behold! I freely give
The living water; thirsty one!
Stoop down, and drink, and live.”
Verse 4
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in him.
Verse 5
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“I am this dark world’s Light;
Look unto me; thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright.”
Verse 6
I looked to Jesus, and I found,
In him my Star, my Sun;
And, in that light of life, I’ll walk
Till traveling days are done.
Horatius Bonar, “I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say”
Otterbein 1890 No. 334 · C.M. D · Varina
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
D. W. Whittle·Modern
Verse 1
“There shall be showers of blessing;”
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.
Refrain
Showers, showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need;
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.
Verse 2
“There shall be showers of blessing;“--
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.
Verse 3
“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Send them upon us, O Lord!
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor thy Word.
Verse 4
“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Oh, that to-day they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!
Otterbein 1890 No. 347 · P.M · Showers of Blessing
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Verse 1
I have found repose for my weary soul,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
And a harbor safe when the billows roll,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
I will fear no foe in the deadly strife,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
I will bear my lot in the toil of life,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
Refrain
Resting on his mighty arm forever,
Never from his loving heart to sever,
I will rest by grace in his strong embrace,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
Verse 2
I will sing my song as the days go by,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
And rejoice in hope, while I live or die,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
I can smile at grief and abide in pain,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
And the loss of all shall be highest gain,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
Verse 3
Oh, the peace and joy of the life I live,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
Oh, the strength and grace only God can give,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
Whosoever will may be saved to-day,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
And begin to walk in the holy way,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
H. B. Hartzler, “I Have Found Repose for My Weary Soul”
Otterbein 1890 No. 373 · P.M · Trusting in the Promise
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
Verse 2
That rich atoning blood,
Which sprinkled round I see,
Provides, for those who come to God,
An all-prevailing plea.
Verse 3
My soul! ask what thou wilt;
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since his own blood for thee he spilt,
What else can he withhold?
Verse 4
Thine, image, Lord! bestow,
Thy presence and thy love;
I ask to serve thee here below,
And reign with thee above.
Verse 5
Teach me to live by faith;
Conform my will to thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.
John Newton, “Behold the Throne of Grace!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 398 · S.M · Capello
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Verse 1
’Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give
Unto him who on Jesus, his Son, will believe
Refrain
Hallelujah! ’tis done,
I believe on the Son;
I am saved by the blood of the crucified One.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 5 · 12s · Hallelujah! 'Tis Done
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
God is the Refuge of His saints
When storms of sharp distress invade:
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold Him present with His aid.
Verse 2
Let mountains from their seats be hurled
Down to the deep, and buried there,
Convulsions shake the solid world,
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
Verse 3
Loud may the troubled ocean roar;
In sacred peace our souls abide,
While every nation, every shore,
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
Verse 4
There is a stream whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;
Life, love, and joy, still gliding through,
And watering our Divine abode.
Verse 5
That sacred stream, Thy holy word,
Our grief allays, our fear controls;
Sweet peace Thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.
Verse 6
Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love,
Secure against a threatening hour;
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on His truth, and armed with power.
Isaac Watts, “God Is the Refuge of His Saints”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 531 · L.M. · Ward
"K." in Rippon's Selection, 1787·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said,—
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?
Verse 2
“Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed;
I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.”
Verse 3
“When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of woe shall not overflow;
For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.”
Verse 4
“When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.”
Verse 5
“E’en down to old age all My people shall prove
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.”
Verse 6
“The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no, never, no, never forsake.”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 533 · 11.11.11.11. · Adeste Fideles
John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near:
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
Verse 2
My soul, ask what thou wilt;
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since His own blood for thee He spilt,
What else can He withhold?
Verse 3
Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and Thy love;
I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.
Verse 4
Teach me to live by faith;
Conform my will to Thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 583 · S.M. · State Street