2. Praise ye the Lord: the Lord is good: 3. Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love; PSALM 135. Version II. (C. M.) Adoration of God's Majesty and Power. 1. O PRAISE the Lord with one consent, And magnify his name; Let all the servants of our God 2. Praise him all ye, that in his house 3 The Lord with unresisted might And all the powers of heaven and earth 4. Their sense of his unbounded love Adore him for his mighty works, PSALM 136. Part I. (L. M.) God supreme in works and grace. 1. GIVE to the God of gods renown, When earthly thrones are known no more. 3. He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night; His mercies ever shall endure, When sun and moon shall shine no more. 4. Thro' this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more. PSALM 136. Part II. (L. M.) All the ways of God are mercy and Truth. 1. GIVE to our God immortal praise! Mercy and truth are all his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 2. Israel he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis'd land: Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 3. He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within: His mercies ever shall endure, 4. 1. 2. 3. When sin and death shall reign no more. He sent his son with pow'r to save PSALM 136. Version II. (P. M.) Praise to God for his mercies. TO God, the mighty Lord, As good as he is great. For God doth prove our constant friend; How mighty is his hand! What wonders hath he done! He made the sea and land, And spread the heav'ns alone! This God will prove our constant friend; He, in our sin and woe, On us with favour thought; And from our cruel foe, Hath full redemption wrought. And he will prove our constant friend, 4. He does the food supply, On which all creatures live; Eternal praises give. For God doth prove our constant friend, His boundless love will never end. PSALM 137. Version 1. (8.8.8.) The Jews weeping by the waters of Babylon. 1. WHERE Babylon's proud waters roll, 2. Our harps upon the willows hung, Where worn with toil our limbs reclin'd; The cords, untun'd and trembling, rung With mournful music on the wind; While foes, insulting o'er our wrongs, Cried, "sing us one of Zion's songs." 3. How can we sing the songs we love, Far from our own delightful land? If I prefer not thee above My chiefest joy, may this right hand, Jerusalem!-forget her skill; My tongue lie mute, my pulse be still. PSALM 137. Version II. (L. M.) Adapted as an address to the Jews. 1. WHY on the bending willows hung, Israel! still sleeps the tuneful string? Still mute remains the sullen tongue, And Zion's song denies to sing? 2. Awake! thy loudest raptures raise; Let harp and voice unite their strains : 4. By foreign streams no longer roam, PSALM 138., (L. M.) Thanksgiving and Confidence. 1. WITH all my powers of heart and tongue, 2. I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord; |