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Surprising Deliverance

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.) #229b (1786) Topics: Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance ; Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance First Line: When God restor'd our captive state Lyrics: 1 When God restor'd our captive state, Joy was our song, and grace our theme The grace beyond our hopes so great, That joy appear'd a pleasing dream. 2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honours to thy name; While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'll vanish so; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow. 4 The man that in his furrow'd field, His scatter'd seed with sadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

Surprising Deliverance

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #229b (1790) Topics: Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance ; Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance First Line: When God restor'd our captive state Lyrics: 1 When God restor'd our captive state, Joy was our song, and grace our theme The grace beyond our hopes so great, That joy appear'd a pleasing dream. 2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honours to thy name; While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'll vanish so; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow. 4 The man that in his furrow'd field, His scatter'd seed with sadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

Surprising Deliverance

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.) #244 (1786) Topics: Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance ; Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance First Line: When God restor'd our captive state Lyrics: 1 When God restor'd our captive state, Joy was our song, and grace our theme The grace beyond our hopes so great, That joy appear'd a pleasing dream. 2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honours to thy name; While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'll vanish so; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow. 4 The man that in his furrow'd field, His scatter'd seed with sadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

Surprising Deliverance

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #244 (1787) Topics: Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance ; Deliverance by prayer; National deliverance; Surprising Deliverance First Line: When God restor'd our captive state Lyrics: 1 When God restor'd our captive state, Joy was our song, and grace our theme The grace beyond our hopes so great, That joy appear'd a pleasing dream. 2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honours to thy name; While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'll vanish so; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow. 4 The man that in his furrow'd field, His scatter'd seed with sadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. Scripture: Psalm 126 Languages: English

Thank and praise Jehovah's name

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #45 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Deliverance from perils at sea; Deliverance from malignant disease; Deliverance from captivity; Deliverance in the wilderness; Deliverance of God's people Lyrics: Thank and praise Jehovah's name For his mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. Let the ransom'd thus rejoice, Gather'd out of every land; As the people of his choice, Pluck'd from the destroyer's hand. 46 In the wilderness astray, Hither, thither, while they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way, Far from refuge, shelter, home; Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. To a pleasant land He brings, Where the vine and olive grow, Where from flowery hills the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. O that men would praise the Lord, For His goodness to their race; For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! They that mourn in dungeon-gloom, Bound in iron and despair, Sentenced to a heavier doom Than the pangs they suffer there;-- Foes and rebels once to God, They disdain'd His high control; Now they feel His fiery rod, Striking terrors through their soul. Wrung with agony, they fall To the dust, and, gazing round, Call for help;--in vain they call; Help, nor hope, nor friend are found. 47 Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. He restores their forfeit breath, Breaks in twain the gates of brass; From the bands and grasp of death, Forth to liberty they pass. O that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! Sinners, for transgression, see Sharp disease their youth consume, And their beauty, like a tree, Withering on an early tomb. Food is loathsome to their taste, And the eye revolts from light; All their joys to ruin haste, As the sunset into night. Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. He with health renews their frame, Lengthens out their number'd days, Let them glorify His name With the sacrifice of praise. 48 O that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! They that toil upon the deep, And, in vessels light and frail, O'er the mighty waters sweep, With the billow and the gale,-- Mark what wonders God performs, When He speaks, and, unconfined, Rush to battle all His storms, In the chariots of the wind. Up to heaven their bark is whirl'd On the mountain of the wave, Down as suddenly 'tis hurl'd To th' abysses of the grave. To and fro they reel and roll, As intoxicate with wine; Terrors paralyze their soul, Helm they quit, and hope resign. Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. Calm and smooth the surges flow, And where deadly lightning ran, God's own reconciling bow Metes the ocean with a span. 49 O that men would praise the Lord, For His goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace! Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

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.) #31 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his ear to my complaint; And prov'd his saving grace divine. 5 [With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing he rode; Awful, and bright as lightening, shone The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his Almighty breath: He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars the proud can wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #31 (1790) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his ear to my complaint; And prov'd his saving grace divine. 5 [With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing he rode; Awful, and bright as lightening, shone The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his Almighty breath He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars the proud can wage. 8 My song forever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

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.) #35 (1786) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his ear to my complaint; And prov'd his saving grace divine. 5 [With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing he rode; Awful, and bright as lightening, shone The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his Almighty breath; He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars the proud can wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

Deliverance from Despair; or, Temptation overcome

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #35 (1787) Topics: Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it; Deliverance from despair; Despair deliverance from it First Line: Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength Lyrics: 1 Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, (Which none but they that feel can tell) While I was hurry'd to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine; He bow'd his ear to my complaint; And prov'd his saving grace divine. 5 [With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing he rode; Awful, and bright as lightning, shone The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his Almighty breath: He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars the proud can wage. 8 My song forever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. Scripture: Psalm 18:1-9 Languages: English

From the LORD Comes Deliverance

Hymnal: Christian Worship #3A (2021) Topics: Deliverance First Line: Lord, how many are my foes! Scripture: Psalm 3 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, how many are my foes]