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O God, that madest earth and sky!

Author: Heber Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 473 hymnals Topics: In Times of Domestic Distress

In Your Love, O LORD, Answer Me

Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: Distress First Line: Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck Scripture: Psalm 69 Used With Tune: [Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck]
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A Song of Deliverance from great Distress

Appears in 107 hymnals Topics: Deliverance from deep distress; Deliverance from deep distress First Line: I waited patient for the Lord Lyrics: 1 I waited patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of mirey clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I’ll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love; Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. 6 When I’m afflicted, poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. Scripture: Psalm 40:1-3
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Should famine o'er the mourning field

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 36 hymnals Topics: Faith in God in a Time of Distress
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Behold, O God, what cruel foes

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 24 hymnals Topics: For the Distress of War Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade; Thy holy temple stands defil'd, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wise o'er the valleys, drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain; The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour, And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 The insulting foes, with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face; "Where is your God of boasted pow'r, And where the promise of his grace." 4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh hear the mournful captive sigh, And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve, The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those, who dar'd insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame, While heathens, who by thy grace despise Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise, And ev'ry future age shall tell, Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard'ning grace. Scripture: Psalm 79
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Wohl stehts im land

Appears in 11 hymnals Topics: In Distress Lyrics: 1 Wohl stehts im land In allem stand Wenn fried darin regieret: Der fried ernährt, Unfried verzehrt Das gut der fried gebiehret. 2 Dem fried nachjag, In lieb vertrag, Wenns nicht so gleich zugehet: Auf krieg und streit Kommt herzeleid; Verwüstung draus entstehet. 3 O Gott, mein Herr, Dem satan wehr, Daß er uns nicht bethöre: Gut policey Und fried verleib, Daß eins das andre liebe. 4 So wollen wir Und für und für Der dankbarkeit befleissen, Und dich allzeit In ewigkeit Erheben und hoch preisen.

Save Me, O God

Author: Marty Haugen Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Distress First Line: I sink in the miry depths Scripture: Psalm 69 Used With Tune: [I sink in the miry depths]
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Who is this fair one in distress

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 42 hymnals Topics: Deliverance from deep distress Lyrics: [Who is this fair one in distress, That travels from the wilderness? And pressed with sorrows and with sins, On her beloved Lord she leans. This is the spouse of Christ our God, Bought with the treasure of his blood; And her request and her complaint Is but the voice of every saint.] "O let my name engraven stand Both on thy heart and on thy hand; Seal me upon thine arm, and wear That pledge of love for ever there. "Stronger than death thy love is known, Which floods of wrath could never drown; And hell and earth in vain combine To quench a fire so much divine. "But I am jealous of my heart, Lest it should once from thee depart; Then let thy name be well impressed As a fair signet on my breast. "Till thou hast brought me to thy home, Where fears and doubts can never come, Thy count'nance let me often see, And often thou shalt hear from me. "Come, my Beloved, haste away, Cut short the hours of thy delay; Fly like a youthful hart or roe Over the hills where spices grow." Scripture: Song of Solomon 8:5-7
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Oh God that madest the earth and sky

Author: Bp. Heber Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 21 hymnals Topics: Miscellaneous In times of distress and danger
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The Church's Prayer under Affliction; or, the Vineyard of God wasted

Appears in 90 hymnals Topics: Church prayer in distress; Prayer in church's distress; Church prayer in distress; Prayer in church's distress First Line: Great Shepherd of thine Israel Lyrics: 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep: 2 Thy church is in the desert now, Shine from on high, and guide us through; Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray? And wait in vain thy kind return? How long shall thy fierce anger burn? 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, Thy saints with their own tears are fed; Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Pause I. 5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands A lovely vine in heathen lands? Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dews enrich the ground? 6 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with the fruit; But now, dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 7 Why is her beauty thus defac'd? Why hast thou laid her fences waste? Strangers and foes against her join, And every beast devours the vine. 8 Return, almighty God, return; Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. Pause II. 9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew, Thou wast its strength and glory too; Attack'd in vain by all its foes, Till the fair branch of promise rose. 10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root; Himself a noble vine, and we The lesser branches of the tree: 11 ’Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand Girt with thy strength at thy right hand; Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest With power and grace above the rest. 12 Oh! for his sake attend our cry, Shine on thy churches lest they die; Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. Scripture: Psalm 80

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