10 Who Egypt fmote in her firft-born, That Hral might not mourn forlorn'; Whofe mercy lafts for evermore; Thy God, O Ifrael, adore!
11 Who hath fuch works of wonder wrought, Who Ifra'l bath from Egypt brought; Whofe mercy lafts for evermore; Thy Leader, Ifrael, adore!
12 Who ftretched out his mighty armi, And fav'd thee from the grand alarm; Whofe mercy lafts for evermore; Thy Saviour, Ifrael, adore!
13 Who made the Red-fea part in twain, And for his chofen form a lane; Whofe mercy lafts for
evermore; The wonder-working God adore! 14 The Lord, who carried Ifra'l through The waters, which afunder flew; The Lord who rules the floods adore; His mercy lafts for evermore.
15 The Lord, who Pharaoh overthrew, And Pharaoh's mighty army too, Amidft the Red-fea-O adore;... His mercy lafts for evermore.
16 The Lord who through the defert led His people, whom his love made glad; The Lord our Shepherd, blefs, adore; His mercy lafts for evermore..
17 Who great and mighty princes fmote, With mighty armies where they fought; The Lord, th' almighty Lord, adore; His mercy lafts for evermore.
18 Who flew great kings of high renown,
And trod them under Ifra'l down; The Lord, the King of kings, adore; His mercy lasts for evermore.
19 Who Sihon, king of th' Amorite, Deftroyed for his haughty fpite; The Lord, th' avenging Lord, adore; His mercy lafts for evermore. 20 Who Og, the King of Bathan hill, That vow'd in Ifra'l's blood to swill, Deftroy'd in wrath-the Lord adore; His mercy lafts for evermore.
21 Who gave their land for heritage, Of heav'nly reft an earthly pledge To God's redeem'd-the Lord adore; mercy lafts for evermore. A gave their land to Ifrael,
His fervant, whom he lov'd fo well: The God of Ifra'l, O adore;
23 Who us into his mind did call, And rais'd us from our deadly fall: The Lord, our Saviour, blefs, adore; His mercy lasts for evermore? 24 The Lord who us delivered
From all our foes, by whom we bled: Our Lord, Redeemer, O adore; His mercy lafts for evermore,
The Lord who gives all flefh their food, Who fills our hearts with gratitude;' The Lord, the bounteous Lord, adore; His mercy lafts for evermore.
26 The Lord, the Lord of earth and heav'a, To him alone be glory giv'n!
The Lord Meffiah blefs, adore; His mercy lafts for evermore.
I PRAISE God, for he is good; Unto Meffiah fing
Sweet fongs of gratitude;
For he's the Lord our King: For evermore
His light divine, Wherein we fhine, We fhall explore.
2 He is the God of gods; Let all the gods him praife, With high celeftial odes, And everlasting lays : For he, in love
Hath made them all
To fhine above.
3 He is the Lord of lords, The fov reign Lord of all; Let them revere his words All round the earthly ball: For, by his nod, Their fceptres they Have leave to fway,
And lift the rod.
4 He works the wonders all Which make the nations ftare;
The kingdoms, great and small, By him created were:
Let them obey,
In love and faith, Whate'er he saith ;
5 The heav'ns by wisdom he Expanded all'abroad; And ftretch'd his canopy All over our abode :
Let heav'n and earth,
Beneath the wing Of God their King, Exprefs their mirth.
6 He spread the earth above The horrors of the deep, And bade them ne'er remove, But their own bound'ries keep: O let them now,
Submiffively, Before him lie,
And lowly bow.
7 He is himself the light; He made the light to spring From the primeval night, That we might ever fing, He is the Light,
The Life of men; With him we reign In glory bright.'
8 He made the fun to rule,
And measure out the days;
For he is bountiful
To all beneath his rays: O let the fun,
With all below,
Set forth and fhow
What he hath done..
He made the moon and ftars,
And bade them rule the night;
The glory that is theirs
Is but the fhade of light:
But let them shine -
In their own place, To patch the face Of Light divine.
to He fmote the Egyptian race, And flew their whole firft-born; Because they scorn'd his grace, They mourn their hopes forlorn: O tremble then,
Who fpurn his way, In this your day,
Ye fons of men. za
11 Ifra'l he fav'd, and led
From their tyrannic lords,
Who fcorn'd the Lord their Head,
And laugh'd at all his words:
Let Ifra'l, then,
The Lord adore,
For evermore
Bleft in his reign.
12 By his almighty hand
He fav'd his chofen race,
And brought them from the land Of bondage and difgrace:
O then adore
The Lord your King,
Who you did bring
From flav'ry fore..
13 He made the Red-fea fly In twain, to right and left; And Ifra'l marched dry, When he the billows cleft: O Ifra'l, thou,
Thy Lord adore.
For evermore,
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