13 By whom the Red sea parted was: for mercy hath he ever.

14 And through its midst made Isr'el pass: for his grace faileth never.

15 But Phar'oh and his host did drown: for mercy hath he ever.

16 Who through the desert led his own: for his grace faileth never.

17 To him great kings who overthrew: for he hath mercy ever.

18 Yea, famous kings in battle slew: for his grace faileth never.

19 Ev'n Sihon king of Amorites: for he hath mercy ever.

20 And Og the king of Bashanites: for his grace faileth never.

21 Their land in heritage to have: for mercy hath he ever.

22 His servant Isr'el right he gave: for his grace faileth never.

23 In our low state who on us thought: for he hath mercy ever.

24 And from our foes our freedom wrought: for his grace faileth never.

25 Who doth all flesh with food relieve: for he hath mercy ever.

26 Thanks to the God of heaven give: for his grace faileth never.

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Another of the same.

PRAISE God, for he is kind:

His mercy lasts for aye.

2 Give thanks with heart and mind To God of gods alway: For certainly

His mercies dure

Most firm and sure
Eternally.

3 The Lord of lords praise ye,
Whose mercies still endure.
4 Great wonders only he
Doth work by his great pow'r:
For certainly, &c.

5 Which God omnipotent,
By might and wisdom high,
The heav'n and firmament
Did frame, as we may see:
For certainly, &c.

6 To him who did outstretch
This earth so great and wide,
Above the waters' reach
Making it to abide:

For certainly, &c.

7 Great lights he made to be;
For his grace lasteth aye:
8 Such as the sun we see,
To rule the lightsome day:
For certainly, &c.

9 Also the moon so clear,
Which shineth in our sight;
The stars that do appear.
To guide the darksome night:
For certainly, &c.

10 To him that Egypt smote,
Who did his message scorn;
And in his anger hot

Did kill all their first-born:
For certainly, &c.

11 Thence Isr'el out he brought,
For his grace lasteth ever.
12 With a strong hand he wrought,
And stretch'd-out arm deliver:
For certainly, &c.

13 The sea he cut in two;

For his grace lasteth still.
14 And through its midst to go
Made his own Israel:
For certainly, &c.

15 But overwhelm'd and lost
Was proud king Pharaoh,
With all his mighty host,
And chariots there also:
For certainly, &c.

16 To him who pow'rfully
His chosen people led,
Ev'n through the desert dry,
And in that place them fed:
For certainly, &c.

17 To him great kings who smote;
For his grace hath no bound.
18 Who slew, and spared not
Kings famous and renown'd:
For certainly, &c.

19 Sihon the Am'rites' king:
For his grace lasteth ever:
20 Og also, who did reign
The land of Bashan over:
For certainly, &c.

21 Their land by lot he gave;
For his grace faileth never,
22 That Isr'el might it have
In heritage forever:
For certainly, &c.

23 Who hath remembered

Us in our low estate;

24 And us delivered

From foes which did us hate:
For certainly, &c.

25 Who to all flesh gives food;
For his grace faileth never.
26 Give thanks to God most good,
The God of heav'n forever:
For certainly, &c.

PSALM 137.

This Psalm was probably composed in Chaldea, during the captivity, and contains, (1.) Grievous bewailing of their distress, contempt, and reproach, ver. 1-4. (2.) Their tender and affectionate remembrance of, and concern for, Jerusalem-the Church and ordinances of God, ver. 5, 6. (3.) Denunciations of destruction to the Edomites, who

had promoted, and the Chaldeans, who had effected, their distress and captivity, ver. 7-9.- -¶ While I sing, let me bless the Lord for what mercy is in my lot, above that of many others. Let the welfare of God's Church lie near my heart. Let me earnestly desire, and firmly expect, the ruin of all her and my spiritual foes.

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BY

Y Babel's streams we sat and wept, when Zion we thought on.

2 In midst thereof we hung our harps the willow-trees upon.

3 For there a song required they,
who did us captive bring:

Our spoilers call'd for mirth, and said,
A song of Zion sing.

4 0 how the Lord's song shall we sing
within a foreign land?

5 If thee, Jerus'lem, I forget,

skill part from my right hand.

6 My tongue to my mouth's roof let cleave, if I do thee forget,

Jerusalem, and thee above

my chief joy do not set.

7 Remember Edom's children, Lord,

who in Jerus'lem's day,
Ev'n unto its foundation,
Raze, raze it quite, did say.

8 0 daughter thou of Babylon,

near to destruction;

Bless'd shall he be that thee rewards,
as thou to us hast done.

9 Yea, happy surely shall he be

thy tender little ones