Sends deliverance from on high,
Rescues them from all their fear.
He with health renews their frame,
Lengthens out their number'd days;
Let them glorify his name
With the sacrifice of praise.
O that men would praise the Lord,
For his goodness to their race;
For the wonders of his word,
And the riches of his grace.
PSALM CVII.-No. 4.
THEY that toil upon the deep,
And, in vessels light and frail,
O'er the mighty waters sweep
With the billow and the gale,-
Mark what wonders God performs,
When He speaks, and unconfined,
Rush to battle all his storms
In the chariots of the wind.
Up to heaven their bark is whirl'd
On the mountain of the wave;
Down as suddenly 'tis hurl'd
To th' abysses of the grave.
To and fro they reel, they roll,
As intoxicate with wine;
Terrors paralyze their soul,
Helm they quit, and hope resign.
Then unto the Lord they cry;
He inclines a gracious ear,
Sends deliverance from on high,
Rescues them from all their fear..
Calm and smooth the surges flow, And, where deadly lightning ran, God's own reconciling bow
Metes the ocean with a span.
O that men would praise the Lord,
For his goodness to their race;
For the wonders of his word,
And the riches of his grace.
PSALM CVII.-No. 5.
LET the elders praise the Lord,
Him let all the people praise,
When they meet with one accord
In his courts, on holy days.
God for sin will vengeance take,
Smite the earth with sore distress,
And a fruitful region make
As the howling wilderness.
But when mercy stays his hand,
Famine, plague, and death depart;
Yea, the rock, at his command,
Pours a river from its heart.
There the hungry dwell in peace,
Cities build, and plough the ground,
While their flocks and herds increase,
And their corn and wine abound.
Should they yet rebel,—his arm
Lays their pride again in dust:
But the poor he shields from harm,
And in Him the righteous trust.
Whoso wisely marks his will,
Thus evolving bliss from wo, Shall, redeem'd from every ill, All his loving-kindness know.
SERVANTS of God! in joyful lays
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His glorious name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.
Blest be that name, supremely blest,
From the sun's rising to its rest;
Above the heavens his power is known,
Through all the earth his goodness shown.
Who is like God?-so great, so high,
He bows Himself to view the sky,
And yet, with condescending grace,
Looks down upon the human race.
He hears the uncomplaining moan
Of those who sit and weep alone ;
He lifts the mourner from the dust,
And saves the poor in him that trust.
Servants of God! in joyful lays
Sing ye
the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His saving name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.
I LOVE the Lord;-He lent an ear
When I for help implored;
He rescued me from all my fear;
Therefore I love the Lord...
Bound hand and foot with chains of sin,
Death dragg'd me for his prey;
The pit was moved to take me in;
I cried, in agony of mind,
"Lord! I beseech Thee, save :"
He heard me;-Death his prey resign'd,
And Mercy shut the grave.
Return, my soul, unto thy rest,
From God no longer roam;
His hand hath bountifully blest,
His goodness call'd thee home.
What shall I render unto Thee,
My Saviour in distress,
For all thy benefits to me,
So great and numberless?
This will I do, for thy love's sake,
And thus thy power proclaim;
The sacramental cup I'll take,
And call upon thy name.
Thou God of covenanted grace,
Hear and record my vow,
While in thy courts I seek thy face.
And at thine altar bow:-
Henceforth to Thee myself I give ;
With single heart and eye,
To walk before Thee while I live,
And bless Thee when I die.
ALL ye Gentiles, praise the Lord;
All ye lands, your voices raise:
Heaven and earth, with loud accord,
Praise the Lord, for ever praise!
For his truth and mercy stand,
Past, and present, and to be
Like the years of his right hand,
Like his own eternity.
Praise Him, ye who know his love,
Praise Him from the depths beneath,
Praise Him in the heights above;
Praise your Maker, all that breathe!
ENCOMPASS'D with ten thousand ills,
Press'd by pursuing foes,
I lift mine eyes unto the hills,
From whence salvation flows.
My help is from the Lord, who made
And governs earth and sky;
I look to his almighty aid,
And ever-watching eye.
-He who thy soul in safety keeps
Shall drive destruction hence;
The Lord thy keeper never sleeps;
The Lord is thy defence.
The sun, with his afflictive light,
Shall harm thee not by day;
Nor thee the moon molest by night
Along thy tranquil way.
Thee shall the Lord preserve from sin,
And comfort in distress;
Thy going out and coming in,
The Lord thy God shall bless.
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