4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well: Praise him in everlasting strains. 6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs PSALM 147. First Part. L. M. ↓ PRAISE AISE ye the Lord: 'tis good to raise His nature and his works invite 3 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames, He crowns the meek, rewards the just, 5 The saints are lovely in his sight: 1 PSALM 147. Second Part. L. M. L' ET Zion praise the mighty God, 2 Our children live secure and blest; His flakes of snow, like wool, he sends, 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground; And terror arms his wintry cold. 6 Thro' all our coasts his laws are shown, 1 PSALM 147. Third Part. C. M. WITH The seasons of the year. WITH songs and honours sounding loud Around the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, 2 He sends his show'rs of blessings down He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, But man, who tastes his finest wheat, 4 His steady counsels change the face He bids the sun cut short his race, 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, 6 When from his dreadful stores on high The wretch, that dares his God defy, 7 He sends his word, and melts the snow; He calls the southern gales to blow, 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, With songs and honours sounding loud, 1 PSALM 148. First Part. P. M. WE tribes of Adam, join With heav'n and earth and seas, To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng of angels bright, His pow'r declare, ye floods on high, 3 The shining worlds above. Or in swift courses move He spake the word, and all their frame 4 He mov'd the mighty wheels In unknown ages past; And each his word fulfils, While time and nature last. In diff'rent ways his works proclaim 5 Let all the earth-born race, And monsters of the deep; The fish that cleave the seas, From sea and shore their tribute pay, 6 Ye vapours, hail and snow, Praise ye th' almighty Lord; And stormy winds, that blow, To execute his word. When lightnings shine, or thunders roar, 7 Ye mountains near the skies, With lofty cedars there, And trees of humbler size, That fruit in plenty bear; [worms, Beasts wild and tame, birds, flies, and 8 Ye kings, and judges, fear The Lord, the sov'reign King; His heav'nly honours sing: Nor let the dream of pow'r and state 9 Virgins, and youth, engage Their feebler voices join: Wide as he reigns, his name be sung 10 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love: While earth and sky attempt his praise, PSALM 148. Second Part. L. M. Universal praise to God. 1 LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord, [dwell. From distant worlds, where creatures Let heav'n begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. |