The sons of Adam in distress
Fly to the shadow of Thy wing.
5 Life like a fountain rich and free,
Springs from the presence of the Lord;
And in Thy light our souls shall see
The glories promised in Thy word.
THE Lord will come, and not be slow!
His footsteps cannot err :
Before Him righteousness shall go,
His royal harbinger.
2 Truth from the earth, like to a flower,
Shall bud and blossom then;
And justice from her heav'nly bower
Look down on mortal men.
3 The nations all whom Thou hast made,
Shall come, and all shall frame
To bow them low before Thee, Lord,
And glorify Thy name.
4 For great Thou art, and wonders great
By Thy strong hands are done:
Thou in Thine everlasting seat
Remainest God alone!
1 OUR God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
2 Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame;
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.
4 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their hopes and fears,
Are carried downwards by the flood,
And lost in following years.
5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fall forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
6 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come!
Be Thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.
1 YE nations round the earth, rejoice
Before the Lord, your sovereign King; Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues His glory sing.
2 The Lord is God; 'tis He alone
Doth life and breath and being give;
We are His work, and not our own;
The sheep that on His pastures live.
3 Enter His gates with songs of joy,
With praises to His courts repair;
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;
Great is His grace, His mercy sure;
And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
1 MY soul, repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 His grace subdues our sins;
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
4 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 5 Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour:
6 But Thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
ET us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for He is kind;
For His mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 He with all commanding might,
Fill'd the new made world with light;
For His mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
3 All things living He doth feed,
His full hand supplies their need;
For His mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 He His chosen race did bless,
In the wasteful wilderness;
For His mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
5 He hath with a piteous eye,
Look'd upon our misery;
For His mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
6 Let us therefore warble forth,
His high majesty and worth;
For His mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, eyer sure.
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 Give to the Lord of lords renown;
The King of kings with glory crown:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.
3 He built the earth, He spread the sky,
And fixed the starry lights on high:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat His mercies in your song.
4 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.
5 He sent His Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave:
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