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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