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4 For He's the Lord, supremely good,

His mercy is for ever sure:
His truth, which always firmly stood,

To endless ages shall endure.
5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom earth and heav'n adore,
Be glory; as it was of old,

Is now, and shall be evermore.
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SECOND VERSION.

L. M. Public worship. 1 All people that on earth do dwell,

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell,

Come ye before Him, and rejoice.
2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;

Without our aid He did us make;
We are his flock, He doth us feed,

And for his sheep He doth us take. 3 O enter then his gates with praise ;

Approach with joy his courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless, his Name always,

For it is seemly so to do.
4. For why ? the Lord our God is good ;

His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.

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THIRD VERSION.

L. M. Public worship. 1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;

He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sov'reign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men: And when, like wand'ring sheep, we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs;

High as the heav'ns our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,

Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4 Wide as the world is thy command ;

Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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Praise for pardoning mercy. 1 MY SOUL, inspir'd with sacred love,

God's holy Name for ever bless ;

Of all his favours mindful prove, - And still thy grateful thanks express.

2'Tis He that all thy sins forgives,

And after sickness makes thee sound;
From danger He thy life retrieves,

By Him with grace and mercy crown'd.] 3 The Lord abounds with tender love,

And unexampled acts of grace;
His waken'd wrath does slowly move,

His willing mercy flows apace.
4 God will not always harshly chide,

But with his anger quickly part;
And loves his punishments to guide
More by his love than our desert.

5 As high as heav'n its arch extends

Above this little spot of clay,
So much his boundless love transcends
The small respects that we can pay.

6 As far as 'tis from east to west,

So far has He our sins remov'd,
Who with a Father's tender breast
Has such as fear Him always lov’d.

7[Let ev'ry creature jointly bless

The mighty Lord : and thou, my heart, With grateful joy thy thanks express, And in this concert bear thy part.]

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FIRST VERSION.

149th. God glorified in his works. 1 Bless God, O my soul! rejoice in his name

O Lord, let my voice thy greatness proclaim ! Surpassing in honour, dominion, and might,

Thy throne is the heaven, thy robe is the light. 2 The sky we behold, a curtain display'd ;

The chambers of heaven on waters are laid :
The clouds are a chariot thy glory to bear,

On winds Thou art wafted: Thou ridest on air.
3 As rapid as fire, thy angels on high
Convey thy commands; thy ministers fly:
The earth, on its basis eternal sustain'd,

Is fix'd in the station thy wisdom ordain'd. 4[Thy will and thy word give all creatures

breath; Consum’d by thy blast, they shrink into death; Restor'd at thy pleasure, new beings repair

To people the waters, the earth, and the air. ] 5[Rejoice then, O Lord, in glory secure! The works Thou hast made through ages

endure: Yet, awed by thy presence, when Thou

drawest near, Smoke bursts from the mountains, earth

trembles with fear.

6 Thus, Lord, let me sing, thy glory to raise :

Delightful the strain, when tun'd to thy praise: The vile have their suffrings, the just their

reward : BlessGod, O my spirit-O praise ye the Lord!] 104

SECOND VERSION. 149th.

God glorified in his works. 1 0 WORSHIP the King, all glorious above!

O gratefully sing his power and his love! Our shield and defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilion’d in splendour, surrounded with

praise. 2[O tell of his might! O sing of his grace!

Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space; His chariots of wrath deep thunder-clouds

form, And dark is his path on the wings of the

storm.] 3 The earth, with its store of wonders untold,

Almighty! thy power hath founded of old, Hath stablish'd it fast by a changéless decree,

And round it hath cast, like a girdle, the sea. 4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ?

It breathes in the air, it shines in the light,
It streams from the hills, it descends to the

plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.

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