60 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 wat❜ry 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!
60 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.
: 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.
3 To all the list'ning tribes, O Lord, Thy wonders I will tell,
And to those nations sing thy praise. That round about us dwell;
4 Because thy mercy's boundless height The highest heaven transcends, And far beyond th' aspiring clouds Thy faithful truth extends.
1 THE LORD unto my Lord thus spake : ""Till I thy foes thy footstool make, Sit thou in state at my right hand: Supreme in Sion thou shalt be, And all thy proud opposers see Subjected to thy just command.
2 "Thee, in thy power's triumphant day, The willing people shall obey;
And, when thy rising beams they view, Shall all, (redeem'd from error's night,) Appear more numerous and bright
Than crystal drops of morning dew.” 3 The LORD hath sworn, nor sworn in vain, That, like Melchisedec's, thy reign
And priesthood shall no period see: Anointed Prince! thou, bending low, Shalt drink where darkest torrents flow, Then raise thy head in victory!
1 PRAISE ye the LORD! Our God to praise My soul her utmost power shall raise; With private friends, and in the throng Of saints, his praise shall be my song.
2 His works, for greatness though renown'd, His wondrous works with ease are found By those who seek for them aright, And in the pious search delight.
3 His works are all of matchless fame, And universal glory claim;
His truth, confirm'd through ages past, Shall to eternal ages last.
4 By precepts he hath us enjoin'd To keep his wondrous works in mind; And to posterity record
That good and gracious is our LORD.
5 His bounty, like a flowing tide, Has all his servants' wants supplied; And he will ever keep in mind His cov'nant with our fathers sign'd. 6 Just are the dealings of his hands, Immutable are his commands, By truth and equity sustain'd, And for eternal rules ordain'd.
1 THAT man is bless'd who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law; His seed on earth shall be renown'd, And with successive honors crown'd.
2 The soul that 's fill'd with virtue's light Shines brightest in affliction's night; To pity the distress'd inclined, As well as just to all mankind,
3 His lib'ral favors he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; Yet what his charity impairs He saves by prudence in affairs.
4 Beset with threat'ning dangers round, Unmoved shall he maintain his ground; The sweet remembrance of the just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust,
From the cxiii. Psalm of David.
1 YE saints and servants of the LORD, The triumphs of his Name record; His sacred Name for ever bless: Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting rays,
Due praise to his great Name address.
2 GOD through the world extends his sway; The regions of eternal day
But shadows of his glory are: With him whose majesty excels,
Who made the heaven in which he dwells, Let no created power compare.
3 Though 't is beneath his state to view In highest heaven what angels do, Yet he to earth vouchsafes his care; He takes the needy from his cell, Advancing him in courts to dwell, Companion of the greatest there.
From the cxv. Psalm of David.
1 LORD, not to us, we claim no share, But to thy sacred Name
Give glory, for thy mercy's sake, And truth's eternal fame.
2 Why should the Heathen cry, "Where 's now The GOD whom ye adore ?"
Convince them that in heaven thou art, And uncontroll'd thy power.
3 0 Israel, make the LORD your trust, Who is your help and shield; Priests, Levites, trust in him alone, Who only help can yield.
4 Let all who truly fear the LORD On him they fear rely;
Who them in danger can defend, And all their wants supply.
5 Of us he oft has mindful been, And Israel's house will bless; Priests, Levites, proselytes, e'en all Who his great Name confess.
6 On you, and on your heirs, he will Increase of blessings bring:
Thrice happy you, who favorites are Of this almighty King!
7 Heaven's highest orb of glory he His empire's seat design'd;
And gave this lower globe of earth A portion to mankind.
8 They who in death and silence sleep To him no praise afford;
But we will bless for evermore Our ever-living LORD.
4 On God's almighty Name I call'd, And thus to him I pray'd; "LORD, I beseech thee save my soul, With sorrows quite dismay'd."
5 How just and merciful is God, How gracious is the LORD! Who saves the harmless, and to me Does timely help afford.
6 Then, free from pensive cares, my soul, Resume thy wonted rest;
For God has wondrously to thee His bounteous love express'd.
7 When death alarm'd me, he removed My dangers and my fears; My feet from falling he secured, And dried my eyes from tears.
8 Therefore my life's remaining years, Which God to me shall lend, Will I, in praises to his Name, And in his service, spend.
9 In God I trusted, and of him Did boast in greatest fear;
Though in my trouble I exclaim'd, All men are insincere.
10 0 what return to God shall I
For all his goodness make?
I'll praise his Name, and with glad zeal The cup of blessing take.
11 I'll pay my vows among his saints, Whose blood (howe'er despised By wicked men) in God's account Is always highly prized.
12 To thee I'll off'rings bring of praise, And while I bless thy Name, The just performance of my vows To all thy saints proclaim.
13 They in Jerusalem shall meet, And in thy house shall join
To bless thy Name with one consent, And mix their songs with mine.
« ElőzőTovább » |