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While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night

Hymnal: UACC1761 #192 (1761) Tune Title: CHRISTMAS Lyrics: While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night All seated on the ground. The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around, And glory shone around. Fear not said he for mighty dread Had seiz'd their trouble dmind, Glad tidings of great joy I bring to you and all mankind, To you and all mankind. To you in David's town this day, Is born of David's line, A Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign, And this shall be the sign. The heavenly babe you there shall find To humble view display'd, All meanly wrapt in swaddling bands, and in a manger laid, And in a manger laid. Thus spake the seraph and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, and thus Address'd their joyful song, Address'd their joyful song. All glory be to God on high, And on the earth be peace, Good will henceforth from heav'n to man Begin and never cease, Begin and never cease. Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir

Hymnal: UACC1761 #196 (1761) Tune Title: HALLELUJAH Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir, That fill the realms above; Praise him who form'd you of his fire And feeds you with his love. Shine to his praise ye crystal skies, The floor of his abode; O veil in shades your thousand eyes; Before your brighter God. 2 Thou restless globe of golden light, Whose beams create our days, Join with the silver queen of night, To own your borrowed rays. Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud, Thro' the eternal blue; For when his chariot is a cloud, He makes his wheels of you. 3 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms, The troops of his command, Appear in all your dreadful forms, And speak his awful hand. Wave your tall heads ye lofty pines, To him that bids you grow; Sweet clusters bend the fruitfull vines, On ev'ry thankful bough. Languages: English

An Anthem taken out of the 34th Psalm

Hymnal: UACC1761 #97 (1761) Tune Title: [I will bless the Lord] First Line: I will bless the Lord Lyrics: I will bless the Lord, will bless the Lord at all times his praise shall continually be in my mouth, his praise shall continually be in my Mouth. My soul shall make her boast of the Lord; the humble men shall hear thereof, and be glad O magnify the Lord, the lord with me, and let us exalt his holy name together. O sought the Lord and he heard me, he heard me and deliver'd me, and deliver'd me from all my foes. O taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, hallelujah. Scripture: Psalm 34 Languages: English

An Anthem taken out of the 145th Psalm

Hymnal: UACC1761 #142 (1761) Tune Title: [I will magnify thee, O God] First Line: I will magnify thee, O God Lyrics: I will magnify thee, O God, O God, my King, and I will praise thy name for ever and ever will praise thy name for ever, and ever. I will magnify thee, O God, O God, my King, and I will praise thy name for ever and ever will praise thy name for ever, and ever. Ev'ry day will give thanks, give thanks unto thee ev'ry day, ev'ry day, ev'ry day will I give thanks, give thanks unto thee. Ev'ry day will give thanks, give thanks unto thee ev'ry day, ev'ry day, ev'ry day will I give thanks, give thanks unto thee. Great is the Lord and marvelous, great is the Lord, and marvelous, great is the Lord, great is the Lord, great is the Lord and marvelous. There is no end, there is no end, there is no end, no end of his greatness. There is no end, there is no end, there is no end, no end of his greatness. One generation shall praise thy works unto another, shall praise thy works unto another; and declare, and declare, and declare thy power So that men shall speak of thy might and thy marvelous acts. As for me, I will be talking of thy glory, and praise thy wondrous works, And I will also tell of they greatness and men shall sing, shall sing of thy righteousness. So that men shall speak of thy might and thy marvelous acts. And I shall also tell, also tell of thy greatness. And let all flesh give thanks, and let all flesh give thanks, and let all flesh give thanks unto his holy name for ever and ever, give thanks unto his name for ever and ever, for ever and ever. Scripture: Psalm 145 Languages: English

An Anthem taken from the 7th Chapter of Job

Hymnal: UACC1761 #156 (1761) Tune Title: [Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth] First Line: Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth Lyrics: Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth, are not his days also as the days of an hireling? I'm made to possess months of vanity, and worrisome nights are appointed to me, And worrisome nights are appointed to me, And worrisome nights are appointed to me. When I lie down, when I lie down, I say, when shall I arise and the night begone? I'm full of tosing to and fro, unto the dawning of the day. When I lie down, when I lie down, I say, when shall I arise and the night begone? I'm full of tosing to and fro, unto the dawning of the day. My flesh is cloth'd with worms and clods of dust. My skin is broken and become loathsome. I loathe it. I would not live always, I would not live always, I would not live always, I would not live always. Let me alone for my days are vanity, for my days are vanity. My days are swifter than a weavers shuttle and are spent without hope. O remember that my life, my life is wind, mine eyes shall no more see good. As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more: for now shall I sleep, shall sleep in the dust and thou shalt seek me in the morning, thou shalt seek me, but I shall not be. O remember that my life, my life is wind, mine eyes shall no more see good. As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more: for now shall I sleep, shall sleep in the dust and thou shalt seek me in the morning, thou shalt seek me, but I shall not be. Scripture: Job 7 Languages: English

O God, my God, my all thou art

Hymnal: UACC1761 #176 (1761) Tune Title: ITALIAN Lyrics: 1 O God, my God, my all thou art, Ere shines the dawn of rising day, Thy sovereign light within my heart Thine all enlive... Thine all enliv'ning pow'r display. 2 In blessing thee with grateful songs, My happy life shall glide away, The praise, that to thy Name belongs, Hourly with... Hourly with lifted hands I'll pay. 3 Abundant sweetness, while I sing Thy love, my ravish'd soul o'erflows. Secure in thee, my God and king, Of glory that... Of glory that no period knows. 4 Thy name, O Lord, upon my bed, Dwells on my lips and fires my thought. With trembling awe in midnight shade, I muse on all... I muse on all thine hands have wrought. 4 In all I do I feel thine aid. Therefore thy greatness will I sing, O God, who didst my heart be glad, Beneath the shadow... Beneath the shadow of thy wing. Languages: English

An Anthem taken out of the 97 Psalm

Hymnal: UACC1761 #133 (1761) Tune Title: [Jehovah reigns, let all the earth] First Line: Jehovah reigns, let all the earth Lyrics: Jehovah reigns, let all the earth, let all the earth, all, all the earth rejoice, all let all the earth in his just government rejoice, all, all, all, let all the earth in his just government rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, let all the earth in his just government rejoice. Let all the isles with sacred mirth, with sacred mirth, let all the isles rejoice, all with sacred mirth in his applause unite their voice, all, all, all, with sacred mirth in his applause unite their voice, rejoice, rejoice, let all the isles, in his applause unite their voice Darkness and clouds of awful shade, his dazling glory shroud in state, justice and truth his guards are made, and vised by his pavilion waits. Devouring fire before his face, devouring fire his foes around with vengeance struck. His lightning set the world on blaze earth saw it and with terror shook. The proudest hills his presence felt, their hight nor strength could help afford. the proudest hills like was did melt in presence of th'almighty Lord. The heavens his righteousness to show, with storms of fire, his foes pursued; and all the trembling world below have his descending glory view'd. Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, and Judahs daughters were oerjoy'd. because thy righteous judgments, Lord, have pagan pride and power destroy'd. and all the trembling world below have his descending glory view'd. Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, and Judahs daughters were oerjoy'd. because thy righteous judgments, Lord, have pagan pride and power destroy'd. Rejoice, ye righteous in the Lord, memorials of his holiness, deep in your faithful breasts record, and with your thankful tongues confess. Scripture: Psalm 97 Languages: English

When the fierce north wind with his airy forces

Hymnal: UACC1761 #188 (1761) Tune Title: JUDGMENT Lyrics: 1 When the fierce north wind with his airy forces Rears up the Baltick to a foaming fury, And the red lightnings with a storm of hail comes, Rushing amain down. 2 How the poor sailors stand amaz'd and tremble, While the hoarse thunder like a bloody trumpet, Roars a loud onset to the gaping waters, Quick to devour them. 3 Such shall the noise be, and the wild disorder, (If things eternal may be like these earthly) Such the dire terror when the great archangel Shakes the creation. 4 Tears the strong pillars of the vault of heaven, Breaks up old marble, the repose of princes, See the graves open and the bones arising. Flames all around them. 5 Hark the shrill outcries of the guilty wretches! Lively bright horror, and amazing anguish, Stare thro' their eyelids, while the living worm lies Gnawing within them. 6 Thoughts like old vultures prey upon their heartstrings, And the smart twinges when the eye beholds the Lofty judge, frowning, and a flood of vengeance Rolling afore him. 7 Hopeless immortals, how they scream and shiver, While devils push them to the pit wide yawning, Hideous and gloomy, to receive them headlong Down to the center. 8 Stop here my fancy (All away ye horrid Doleful ideas) come arise to Jesus, How he sits Godlike, and the saints around him, Thron'd yet adoring. 9 O may I sit there when he comes triumphant, Dooming the nations, then ascend to glory, While our hosannas all along the passage Shout the redeemer. Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord, its good to raise

Hymnal: UACC1761 #174 (1761) Tune Title: KETTELBYS Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, tis good to raise, Our hearts and voices in his praise. His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight, To make this duty our delight. 2 He form'd the stars those heavenly flames, He counts their numbers calls their name, His wisdom's vast, and knows no bounds, A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd, A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd. 3 Sing to the Lord exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky. There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And cloths the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with feed his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry, And the young ravens when they cry. 5 What is the creatures skill or force, The sprightly man or warlike horse? The piercing wit, the active limb, All are too mean delights for him, All are too mean delights for him. Languages: English

The spacious firmament on high

Hymnal: UACC1761 #184 (1761) Tune Title: KETTERING Lyrics: 1 The spacious firmament on high With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame Their great original proclaim. Th' unearied sun from day to day Does his creators pow'r display And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand, The work of an almighty hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale And nightly to the listning earth, Reveals the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they rowl, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What though in solemn silence all, Move round the dark terrestrial ball, What tho' nor real voice nor sound, Amid their radiant orbs be found, In reasons' ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine The hand that made us is divine. Languages: English