2 O bless the LORD, my soul,
His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all his benefits, Who is to thee so kind.
3 He pardons all thy sins, .
Prolongs thy feeble breath; U He healeth thine infirmities,
And ransoms thee from death. L
4 He feeds thee with his love,
Upholds thee with his truth; And, like the eagle's, he renews The vigor of thy youth.
5 Then bless the LORD, my soul, His grace, his love proclaim: Let all that is within me, join To bless his holy Name.
From the civ. Psalm of David.
PART I L. M.
1 BLESS GOD, my soul; thou, LORD, alone Possessest empire without bounds, With honor thou art crown'd, thy throne Eternal majesty surrounds.
2 With light thou dost thyself enrobe, And glory for a garment take; Heaven's curtains stretch beyond the globe, Thy canopy of state to make.
3 GOD builds on liquid air, and forms His palace chambers in the skies; The clouds his chariots are, and storms The swift-wing'd steeds with which he flies.
4 As bright as flame, as swift as wind, His ministers heaven's palace fill; They have their sundry tasks assign'd, All prompt to do their sovereign's will.
5 In praising GOD while he prolongs My breath, I will that breath employ; And join devotion to my songs, Sincere, as in him is my joy.
1 How various, LORD, thy works are found, For which thy wisdom we adore! The earth is with thy treasure crown'd, "Till nature's hand can grasp no more. 2 All creatures, both of sea and land, In sense of common want agree; All wait on thy dispensing hand, And have their daily alms from thee. 3 They gather what thy stores disperse, Without their trouble to provide; 'Thou op'st thy hand, the universe,
The craving world, is all supplied.
4 Thou for a moment hid'st thy face,
The num'rous ranks of creatures mourn; Thou tak'st their breath, all nature's race Decay, and to their dust return.
5 Again thou send'st thy spirit forth, Inspiring vital energies;
Nature's restored; replenish'd earth, Joyous, her new creation sees.
6 Thus through successive ages stands Firm fix'd thy providential care; Pleased with the work of thine own hands Thou dost the waste of time repair.
1 HOW manifold thy works, O LORD, In wisdom, power, and goodness wrought! The earth is with thy riches stored,
And ocean with thy wonders fraught: Unfathom'd caves beneath the deep For thee their hidden treasures keep.
2 By thee alone the living live,
Hide but thy face, their comforts fly; They gather what thy seasons give, Take thou away their breath, they die; But send again thy spirit forth, And life renews the gladden'd earth.
3 Joy in his works JEHOVAH takes, ⚫ Yet to destruction they return; He looks upon the earth, it quakes, Touches the mountains, and they burn: But God for ever is the same;
Glory to his eternal Name!
1 O RENDER thanks, and bless the LORD, Invoke his sacred Name;
Acquaint the nations with his deeds, His matchless deeds proclaim.
2 Sing to his praise in lofty hymns, His wondrous works rehearse;
Make them the theme of your discourse, And subject of your verse.
3 Rejoice in his almighty Name, Alone to be adored;
And let their hearts o'erflow with joy That humbly seek the LORD,
4 Seek ye the LORD, his saving strength Devoutly still implore;
And, where he 's ever present, seek
5 The wonders that his hands have wrought
Keep thankfully in mind;
The righteous statutes of his mouth, And laws to us assign'd.
From the cvi. Psalm of David.
1 O RENDER thanks to GOD above,
The fountain of eternal love;
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Has stood, and shall for ever last.
2 Who can his mighty deeds express,
Not only vast, but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?
3 Happy are they, and only they,
Who from thy judgments never stray; Who know what 's right; nor only so, But always practise what they know.
4 Extend to me that favor, LORD,
Thou to thy chosen dost afford; When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me.
5 O may I worthy prove to see Thy saints in full prosperity; That I the joyful choir may join, And count thy people's triumph mine. 6 Let Israel's GOD be ever bless'd, His Name eternally confess'd; Let all his saints, with full accord, Sing loud Amens-praise ye the LORD!
PSALM 87.
From the cvii. Psalm of David.
1 MAGNIFY JEHOVAH'S Name;
For his mercies ever sure, From eternity the same,
To eternity endure.
2 Let his ransom'd flock rejoice, Gather'd out of every land,
As the people of his choice, Pluck'd from the destroyer's hand.
3 In the wilderness astray,
In the lonely waste they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way,
Far from refuge, shelter, home:—
4 To the LORD their GOD they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliv'rance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear:
5 Them to pleasant lands he brings, Where the vine and olive grow; > Where, from verdant hills, the springs Through luxuriant vallies flow.
6 0 that men would praise the LORD, For his goodness to their race;
For the wonders of his word, And the riches of his grace!
1 THY wondrous power, Almighty LORD, That rules the boist'rous sea, The bold adventurers record, Who tempt that dang'rous way. 2 At thy command the winds arise, And swell the tow'ring waves; While they astonish'd mount the skies, And sink in gaping graves.
3 Dismay'd they climb the watʼry hills, Dismay'd they plunge again;
Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels, And finds his courage vain.
4 Then to the LORD they raise their cries, He hears their loud request, He calms the fierce tempestuous skies, And lays the floods to rest.
5 Rejoicing, they forget their fears, They see the storm allay'd: The wish'd-for haven now appears; There, let their vows be paid!
6 O that the sons of men would praise The goodness of the LORD!
And those who see his wondrous ways, His wondrous love record!
From the cviii. Psalm of David.
1 O GOD, my heart is fully bent To magnify thy Name;
My tongue with cheerful songs of praise Shall celebrate thy fame.
2 Awake, my lute; nor thou, my harp, Thy warbling notes delay; Whilst I with early hymns of joy Prevent the dawning day.
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