3 What shall I render unto thee, My Saviour in distress, For all thy benefits to me,
So great and numberless?
4 The cup of blessing to my mouth, With grateful hand I'll raise; And in thy public courts shew forth My sacrifice of praise.
5 Henceforth to thee myself I give, And on thy grace rely, To walk before thee while I live, To bless thee when I die.
PSALM CXVII. (L. M.)
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
PSALM CXVIII. (7's.)
First Version.
1 LIFT your voice, and thankful sing Praises to your heav'nly King;
For his mercies far extend, And his bounty knows no end.
2 Let your tongues Jehovah bless; Let your joyful hearts confess That his mercies far extend,
And his bounty knows no end.
3 Oh how safe the man, whose mind Rests on Jacob's God reclin'd! Safer far than they, who trust On the help of breathing dust.
4 Songs of joy, and hymns of praise, To our God and Saviour raise ; For his mercies far extend, And his bounty knows no end.
PSALM CXVIII. (c. M.)
Second Version.
1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne.
2 To-day he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son:
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring Salvation from thy throne.
4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace;
Who comes in God, his Father's name, To save our sinful race.
5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heavens, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise.
1 O 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.
2 O send thy Spirit down to write Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part.
3 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear.
4 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God.
PSALM CXXI. (c. M.)
1 FROM Zion's hill, my help descends, To God I lift mine eyes: My strength on him alone depends, Who form'd the earth and skies.
2 He, ever watchful, ever nigh, Forbids my foot to slide,
Nor sleep, nor slumber, seals the eye Of Israel's Guard and Guide.
3 He on my side, array'd in might, His shield shall o'er me spread, Nor sun by day, nor moon by night, Shall hurt my favour'd head.
4 Safe shall I go, and safe return, While he my life defends; Whose eyes my ev'ry step discern, Whose mercy never ends.
PSALM CXXII. (c. M.)
1 O 'TWAS a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, Up, Israel, to the temple haste, And keep your festal day.
2 At Salem's courts we must appear With our assembled pow'rs,
In strong and beauteous order rang'd, Like her united tow'rs.
3 'Tis thither, by divine command, The tribes of God repair, Before his ark to celebrate His name with praise and prayer.
4 O, pray we then for Salem's
peace, For they shall prosp'rous be, (Thou holy city of our God!) Who bear true love to thee.
PSALM CXXIII. (7's.)
1 LORD, before thy throne we bend; Lord, to thee our hopes ascend; Servants to our master true, Lord, we yield thee homage due : Children to our God we fly,
Gracious Father, hear our cry.
2 From the heav'ns, thy dwelling place, Hear and grant thy pard'ning grace; In temptation's dang'rous hour, Leave us not beneath its pow'r.: God, our Saviour, still be nigh, Lord of life and victory!
PSALM CXXVII. (L. M.)
1 EXCEPT the Lord our labours bless, In vain shall we desire success : Except his pow'r the gates maintain, The watchman waketh but in vain.
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