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1 TO bless thy chosen race,
In mercy, LORD, incline;
On all thy saints to shine: 2 That so thy wondrous way
May through the world be known;
And thy salvation own. 3 Let diff'ring nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
To praise thy glorious Name. 4 O let them shout and sing,
With joy and pious mirth;
Shalt govern all the earth. 5 Let diff’ring nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
To praise thy glorious Name. 6 Then God upon our land
Shall constant blessings shower;
Of his resistless power.
I THE servants of Jehovah's will
His favor's gentle beams enjoy ; Their upright hearts let gladness fill,
And cheerful songs their tongues employ. 2 To him your voice in anthems raise,
Jehovah's awful name he bears; In him rejoice, extol his praise,
Who rides upon high-rolling spheres. 3 His chariots numberless, his powers
Are heavenly hosts, that wait his will; His presence now fills Sion's towers,
As once it honor'd Sinai's hill. 4 Ascending high, in triumph thou
Captivity hast captive led, And on thy people didst bestow
Thy gifts and graces freely shed. 5 Even rebels shall partake thy grace,
And humble proselytes repair
And all the world pay homage there. 4
1 SAVE me, O God, from waves that roll
And press to overwhelm my soul;
And deluges o’erflow my head. 2 O Lord, to thee I will repair
For help, with humble, timely prayer;
Display thy truth's preserving power. 3 From threat'ning dangers me relieve,
And from the mire my feet retrieve;
And snatch me from the raging deep. 4 LORD, hear the humble prayer I make,
For thy transcending goodness' sake;
From thy abounding mercy's store.
I look'd for some to take my part,
But look'd, alas ! for both in vain. 6 With hunger pined, for food I call,
Instead of food they give me gall;
They give me vinegar to drink.
For him who had thy stripes endured ;
1 My soul, howe'er distress'd and poor,
Thy strong salvation shall restore;
And celebrate with thanks thy Name. 2 Our God shall this more highly prize
Than herds or flocks in sacrifice;
And hope for like redress with me.
And frees the captive from restraint;
1 IN thee I put my steadfast trust,
Defend me, LORD, from shame: Incline thine ear, and save my soul,
For righteous is thy Name,
To which I may resort :
Thou art my rock and fort.
Shall on thy power depend ; And I in grateful songs of praise
My time to come will spend. 4 Thy righteous acts and saving health
My mouth shall still declare; Unable yet to count them all,
Though summ'd with utmost care.
I'll in his strength go on;
And mention his alone. 6 Thou, LORD, hast taught me from my youth
To praise thy glorious Name;
Have been my constant theme,
Thy truth, O LORD, I'll praise ; To thee the God of Jacob's race,
My voice in anthems raise.
Employ my cheerful voice;
PSALM 56. C. M.
From the lxxii. Psalm of David.
1 LO! hills and mountains shall bring forth
The happy fruits of peace; Which all the land shall own to be
The work of righteousness :
Shall rule with gentle sway;
Oppressive yokes away.
Shall then be rooted fast,
Or time itself shall last.
4 He shall descend like rain, that cheers
The meadow's second birth;
Refresh the thirsty earth.
Shall spring up all around;
With endless peace abound.
From sea to sea extend;
At nature's limits end.
Shall bow their servile heads;
Where he his conquest spreads.
Shall costly presents bring;
And wealthy Saba's king.
His humble homage pay;
To own his righteous sway. 10 For he shall set the needy free,
When they for succor cry;
And all their wants supply.
Through all his prosp'rous days:
A lasting theme of praise.
Through endless years shall run;
And lasting as the sun.
Shall be completely bless'd,
By every tongue confess'd.
The God whom Israel fears;
Beyond compare, appears.
For ever bless his Name;
Their glad assent proclaim.
PSALM 57. L. M.
From the lxxiii. Psalm of David. 1 THY presence, LORD, hath me supplied,
Thou my right hand support dost give: Thou first shalt with thy counsel guide,
And then to glory me receive. 2 Whom then in heaven, but thee alone,
Have I, whose favor I require ? Throughout the spacious earth there's none,
Compared with thee, that I desire. 3 My trembling flesh and aching heart
May often fail to succor me;
And my eternal portion be.
Shall into sudden ruin fall;
Thy vengeance shall destroy them all. 5 But as for me, 't is good and just
That I should still to God repair ; In him I always put my trust,
And will his wondrous works declare.
1 THINE is the cheerful day, O LORD;
Thine the return of night;
And every feebler light.
In perfect order stand;
Attend on thy command.