2 God's tender mercy knows no bound, 3 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, As 'twas, and is, and shall be still, PSALM 118. 10 Praise the Lord, for he is good, His mercies ne'er decay; That his kind favours ever last, 2 Then open wide the temple gates 3 Within those gates of God's abode, 4 That which the builders once refus'd Is now the corner stone: This is the wondrous work of God, 5 This day is God's; let all the land Exalt their cheerful voice: Lord, we beseech thee, save us now, PSALM 119. 1 HOW blest are they who always keep The pure and perfect way;, : Who never from the sacred paths 2 How bless'd, who to his righteous laws Have still obedient been; And have with fervent humble zeal 3 Such men their utmost caution use 4 Thou strictly hast enjoin'd us, Lord, And all our diligence employ Thy statutes to fulfill. 5 0 then that thy most holy will PART 2. 1 INSTRUCT me in thy statutes, Lord, Thy righteous paths display; And I from them, through all my life, 2 If thou true wisdom from above Wilt graciously impart. To keep thy perfect laws I will 3 Do thou to thy most just commands Let no desire of worldly wealth 4 From those vain objects turn my eyes, 1 WI PART 3. ITH me, thy servant, thou has dealt Repeated benefits bestow'd. According to thy word. 2 To me, who am the workmanship 3 In thy blest statutes let my heart That guilt and shame, the sinner's lot, 4 So I to keep thy righteous laws From ་་ PART 4. 1 WITH favour, Lord, look down on me, Who thy relief implore; As thou art wont to visit those 2 Directed by thy heav'nly word 3 On me, devoted to thy fear, Lord, make thy face to shine: 4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, PART 5. 1 To my request and earnest cry Inspire my heart with heav'nly skill, 2 Let my repeated pray'r at last 3 Then shall my grateful lips return When thou thy counsels hast reveal'd, 4 My tongue the praises of thy word 1 To PSALM 121. O Sion's hill I lift my eyes, From thence expecting aid; From Sion's hill, and Sion's God, Who heav'n and earth has made. 2 Then thou, my soul. in safety rest, 3 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings 4 From common accidents of life His care shall guard thee still; From the blind strokes of chance, and foes That lie in wait to kill. 5 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage |