1. When :24 Is - r'el out of Egypt went, And from a speech un- - known; He Ju dah made his dwelling place, And Is ra el his throne. I When Isr'el out of Egypt went, 2 The sea beheld and fled away; Like rams the mountains and like lambs 3 O sea, why fled'st thou? Jordan stream, O tremble, earth, before the Lord, The God of Jacob fear, Who made the rock a water pool, The flint a fountain clear. I Lord, not to us, not unto us, To thine own name, ev'n for thy truth 2 O wherefore should the heathen say, 3 Of gold and silver are their gods Which human hands have wrought. But with their mouths they do not speak, And with their eyes see nought. 4 No smell their nostrils have discerned; No sound their ears have heard; They never move their hands and feet; Their throat emits no word. 5 And like to them shall all become By whom these gods are made; O house of Aaron, trust the Lord; He is their help and shield. 7 ye that do Jehovah fear— 8 The Lord of us hath mindful been He will the house of Isr' el bless, 9 Both small and great that fear the Lord He will them surely bless. The Lord will you, you and your seed, 10 O blessed are ye of the Lord Who made the earth and heav'n, II The dead who down to silence, go PSALM CXVI 312 BLENDEN. C. M. D. =88=44 Seconds C. E. Kettle I. I love the Lord be-cause he heard My sup- pli- ca- ting plea; I while I live will 4 D-4 call on him Who bowed his ear to me. 2. The cords of death on ev - 'ry side En com-passed me a - round; The sor-rows of the grave took hold I grief and trou-ble found. I I love the Lord because he heard I while I live will call on him 2 The cords of death on ev'ry side 3 Then called I on Jehovah's name 4 The Lord is gracious and is just; The Lord preserves the meek in heart; 5 O thou my soul, do thou return To thine own quiet rest, Because the Lord hath dealt in grace, 7 I have believed and therefore spake; I did affliction see; I said when I was in my haste 8 What shall I render to the Lord, He hath bestowed on me? 9 I'll take salvation's cup, O Lord, 10 The death of every saint of thine II Thank-off' rings, Lord, to thee I'll Even in the midst of thee, 6 Thou hast released my soul from death, 12 I'll pay them in Jehovah's courts, O city of Jerusalem. Praise to the Lord give ye. 5 The Lord doth take my part with them 11 Salvation's joyful song is heard That render help to me, And therefore my desire on those Who hate me I shall see. 6 'Tis better far to trust the Lord Where'er the righteous dwell; The right hand of the mighty Lord In valor doth excel. 12 The right hand of the mighty Lord Exalted is on high; The right hand of the mighty Lord Doth ever valiantly. |