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My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #125 (1901) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat His praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And, when His wrath is felt, His strokes are few than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins; And His forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 6 But Thy compassions, Lord, Top endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Amen. Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: BARNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 525

For all Thy saints, O Lord

Author: Richard Mant (1776-1848) Hymnal: School and Parish Hymnal #167 (1903) Languages: English Tune Title: BARNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 525

My Soul, Repeat His Praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #293 (1926) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat His praise, Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And, when His wrath is felt, His strokes are few than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins; And His forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 6 But Thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure, And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Amen. Topics: Worship Prayer and Praise; A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival; Thanksgiving Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: BARNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 525

Not what these hands have done

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church #332 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Not what these hands have done Can save this guilty soul; Not what this toiling flesh has borne Can make this spirit whole. 2 Not what I feel or do Can give me peace with God; Not all my prayers and sighs and tears Can bear my awful load. 3 Thy work alone, O Christ, Can ease this weight of sin; Thy Blood alone, O Lamb of God, Can give me peace within. 4 Thy love to me, O God, Not mine, O Lord, to Thee, Can rid me of this dark unrest, And set my spirit free. 5 Thy grace alone, O God, To me can pardon speak; Thy power alone, O Son of God, Can this sore bondage break. 6 I bless the Christ of God; I rest on love divine; And, with unfaltering lip and heart, I call this Saviour mine. Amen. Topics: The Christian Life Faith Languages: English Tune Title: BARNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 525

My soul, repeat His praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #367b (1908) Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 3 His grace subdues our sins, And His forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. 4 The pity of the Lord To those who fear His name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 5 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower! If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 6 But Thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Topics: Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Praise Languages: English Tune Title: BARNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 525