Seek ye that Lord, and seek his strength;
Seek him in heav'n, his seat divine,
Where thron'd in everlasting light,
The glories of his presence shine.
PSALM CVI. L. M.
RENDER thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love;
Whose mercy firm thro' ages past,
Has stood, and shall for ever last.
Who can his mighty acts express,
Not only vast, but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise
His tribute of immortal praise?
Happy are they, and only they,
Who strive his statutes to obey;
Thrice happy, who with steadfast will,
The dictates of his law fulfil!
O grant me, Lord! with these to prove
The pow'r of thy redeeming love;
With them, th' accepted hymn to sing
To Thee, my Saviour, and my King.
PSALM CVIII. C. M.
GOD! my heart is fully bent
To magnify thy name;
My tongue with cheerful songs of praise,
Shall celebrate thy fame.
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.
Because thy mercy's boundless height
The highest heav'n transcends;
And far beyond th' aspiring clouds
Thy faithful truth extends.
Be thou, O God! exalted high
Above the starry frame;
And let the world with one consent,.
Confess thy glorious name.
HE man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law;
His seed on earth shall be renown'd,
And with successive honours crown'd.
To him in sorrow's gloomy night,
Religion yields its cheering light;
For why? compassion fills his breast,
He joys to succour the distrest.
And surely he shall never fail,
No tidings ill his peace assail,
His heart is firm, his fear is past,
His welfare must for ever last.
His hands while they his alms bestow'd
His glory's future harvest sow'd;
He shall reap safety, wealth, renown,
A temp'ral and eternal crown.
E 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.
God through the world extends his sway; The regions of eternal day
But shadows of his glory are, To him whose majesty excels,
Who made the heav'n in which he dwells, Let no created pow'r compare.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom heav'n's triumphant host,
And suff'ring saints on earth adore,
Be glory as in ages past,
As now it is, and so shall last,
When time itself shall be no more.
HEN, Jacob's sons thro' paths, unknown,
From Egypt took their way,
In Judah's tribe God's presence dwelt,
And Israel own'd his sway.
The ocean saw them as they came;
He saw, and backward fled:
The streams of Jordan ceas'd to flow,
And sought their fountain head.
The mountains shook like frighted sheep,
Like lambs, the little hills;
Not Sinai stood before the pow'r
Which all creation fills.
O earth, confess thy sov'reign Lord;
Convuls'd, avow thy fear,
While heav'ns high pow'r reveals his face,
While Jacob's God is near.
Adore and fear the mighty God,
Who springs from flintstones gave: Who spake, and from the yielding rock Gush'd forth the bidden wave.
PSALM CXIX. C. M.
THAT the Lord would guide my ways,
To keep his statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will!
O send thy Spirit down, to write
Thy Law upon my heart;
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.
From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no currupt design,
Nor covetous desires arise
Within this soul of mine.
Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
My soul hath gone too far astray;
My feet too often slip;
Yet, since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.
Make me to walk in thy commands,
'Tis a delightful road;
Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands, Offend against my God.
'Twas a joyful sound to hear
Our tribes devoutly say,
Up, Isr'el, to the temple haste,
And keep your festal day!
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