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,

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Is now, and shall be evermore.

SECOND VERSION.

Public worship.

L. M.

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.
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.

L. M.

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.

L. M.

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.

God glorified in his works.

149th.

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;

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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 suff'rings, the just their reward:

Bless God, O my spirit-O praise ye theLord!] 104

SECOND VERSION.

God glorified in his works.

149th.

1 O 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 changeless 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