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Let all the powers within me join
\n work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ;

His favours claim thy bighest praise ;
Thy should the wonders he hath wrought

Be lost in silence and forgot ?
3 'Tis be, my soul, that sent his Son

To die for crimes which thou hast done;
He owns the ransom, and forgives

The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the mind be heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels,
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves

Our wasting life from threat'ning graves. : 5 Our youth decay'd, his power repairs ;

His mercy crowns our growing years ;
He satisfies our mouth with good,

And fills our hopes with heavenly food 6 He sees th? oppressor and th’ opprest,

And often gives the sufferers rest;
But will his justice more display

In the last great rewarding day. 7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands,

And gave to Israel his commands;
But sent his truth and mercy dowa

To all the nations by his Son. 8 Let the whole earth his power confess,

Let the whole earth adore his grace: The Gentile with the Jew shall join La work and worship so divine.),

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PSALM 103.2d Part. L. M. [*] Ver. 8—18, God's gentle chastisement ; or,

his tender mercy to his people. 1 THE Lord, how wondrous are his ways!

He takes his mercy for his throne,

And thence he makes his glories known, 2 Not half so high his power hath spread ,

The siarry heavens above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,

Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far bath nature plac'd

The rising morning from the west,
A's his forgiving grace removes

The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise !

On swifter wings salvation fies :
And if he lets his anger burn,

How soon his frowns to pity-turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines :

His strokes are lighter than our sins:
And while his rod corrects his saints,

His ear indulges their complaints.
6 So fathers their young sons chastise,

With gentle hands and melting eyes;
The children weep beneath the smart,
And move the pity of their heart.

7 The mighty God, the wise and just,

Knows that our frame is feeble dust;
And will uo heavy loads impose
Bevond the strength that 'he bestows.

8 He knows how soon our nature dies,

Biasted by every wind that fties;
Like grass we spring, and die as soon

As morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure

To all the saints, and shall endure;
From age to age his truth shall reign,
Nor children's children hopetin vain.


PSALM 103.-1st Part. 6. M. [*] Ver. 1–7. Praise for spiritual and temporul 1


BLESS the Lord, my soul !
And aid my tongue to bless his name,

Whose favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul,

Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,

And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins,

'Tis he relieves thy pain,
"Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,

And makes thee young again.
He crowns thy life with love,

When ransom'd from the grave;
He that releem'd my soul from hell

Hath sovereign power to save. ,5 He fills the poor with good ;

He gives the sufferers rest;
The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for th’ oppress'ch


His wondrous works and ways

He made by Moses known ;
But sent the world his truth and grace

By his beloved Son.
PSALM 103.—20 Part. S. M. [*]
Ver. 8—18. Abounding compassion of God;

or, mercy in the midst of judgment. 1

Y soul, repeat his praise,


Whose anger is so slow to rise,

So ready to abate.
God will not always chide;

And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,

And lighter than our guilt.
3 High as the heavens are rais'd

Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace

Our highest thoughts exceed.
His power subdues our sins,

And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,

Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord

To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel ;

He knows our feeble frames 6 • He knows we are but dust,

Scatter'd with every breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,

Can send us swift to death. . Our days are as the grass,

Or like the morning flower ;


li one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,

It withers in an hour.
8 But thy compassions, Lord,

To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find

Thy words of promise sure.

PSALM 103.-3d Part. S. M. [*] Ver. 19-22.

God's universal dominion ; or,

angels praise the Lord. 1 MHE Lord, the sovereign King, ; O'er all the heavenly world he rules,

And all beneath the sky.
2. Ye angels, great in might,

And swift to do his will,
Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, '

Whose pleasure ye fulfil.
3 Let the bright hosts who wait

The orders of their King,
And guard his churches when they pray,

Join in the praise they sing.
Wlole all his wondrous works

Through his vast kingdom shew
Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul,
Shall sing his graces too.

PSALM 104.-L. M. (*)
The glory of God in creation and providence,

soul, thy great Creator praise :

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He in full majesty appears,

And, like a robe, his gloi y wears. NOTE.-This psalm may be sung to a different metre, by adding the two following lines to every stanza, viz

Great is the Lord; what tongue car frame
An equal honour to his name?)

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