The God of Abr'ham praise,
Whose all-sufficient grace
Shall guide me all my happy days,
In all his ways:

He calls a worm his friend!
He calls himself my God!
And he shall save me to the end,
Thro' Jesus' blood.

He by himself hath sworn;
I on his oath depend :

I shall, on angels' wings upborne,
To heav'n ascend!

I shall behold his face;

I shall his pow'r adore; And sing the wonders of his grace For evermore.

Tho' nature's strength decay,
And earth and hell withstand;
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way,
At his command:

The wat'ry deep I pass,

With Jesus in my view; And through the howling wilderness

My way pursue.

The goodly land I see,

With peace and plenty blest;

A land of sacred liberty,

And endless rest:

There milk and honey flow,
And oil and wine abound;
And trees of life for ever grow,
With glory crown'd.

There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord our Righteousness;
Triumphant o'er the world and sin,
The Prince of Peace:
On Sion's sacred height

His kingdom still maintains;'
And glorious, with his saints in light,
For ever reigns.

He keeps his own secure;

He guards them by his side;
Arrays in garments bright and pure
His chosen bride:

With streams of sacred bliss,
With groves of living joys,
With all the fruits of Paradise,
He still supplies.

Before the great Three-One

His saints exulting stand, And shout the wonders

Thro' all their land:

grace

hath done,

The list'ning spheres attend,
And swell the growing fame,

And sing in songs that never end
The wond'rous name.

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.

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.

50. Praise the Lord.

THRO' all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,

The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.

O! magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name:
When in distress to him I call'd,
He to my rescue came.

O! make but trial of his love;
Experience will decide

How blest they are, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.

Fear him, ye saints; and you will then
Have nothing else to fear:

Make you his service your delight;
He'll make your wants his care. /

51. Praise for Divine Protection.

To Sion's hill I lift my eyes,

From thence expecting aid; From Sion's hill, and Sion's God, Who heav'n and earth has made.

Then thou, my soul, in safety rest,
Thy Guardian will not sleep;
His watchful care, that Isr'el guards,
Will thee in safety keep.

Shelter'd beneath Almighty wings,
Thou shalt securely rest,
Where neither sun nor moon shall thee
By day or night molest.

At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;
Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage
Safe to thy journey's end.

52. Benedicite, praise ye.

O ALL ye works of the Lord,

Bless ye

the Lord :

Praise him, and magnify him, for ever.

O ye angels of the Lord,

Bless ye the Lord, &c.

O ye heavens,

Bless ye, &c.

O all ye powers of the Lord,
Bless ye, &c.

O ye sun and moon,
Bless ye, &c.

O ye stars of heav'n,
Bless ye, &c.

O ye nights and days,
Bless ye, &c.

O ye light'nings and clouds,
Bleas ye, &c.

O let the earth bless the Lord;
Yea, let it praise him,

And magnify him for ever.

O ye seas and floods,

Bless ye the Lord:

Praise him, and magnify him, for ever.

O ye children of men,

Bless ye, &c.

O let Israel

Bless the Lord,

Praise him, and magnify him, for ever.