2 O come, all ye that fear the LORD,
Attend with heedful care;
Whilst I what God for me has done
With grateful joy declare.
3 As I before his aid implored,
So now I praise his Name;
But, if my heart to sin incline,
My prayer will GoD disclaim.
4 But God to me, whene'er I cried,
His gracious ear did bend;
And to the voice of my request
With constant love attend.
5 Then bless'd for ever be my GoD,
Who never, when I pray,
Withholds his mercy from my soul.
Nor turns his face away.
SELECTION 52. S. M.
From the lxvii. Psalm of David.
1 TO bless thy chosen race,
In mercy, LORD, incline;
And cause the brightness of thy face
On all thy saints to shine:
2 That so thy wondrous way
May through the world be known; While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own.
3 Let differing nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O LORD, combine
To praise thy glorious Name.
4 O let them shout and sing,
With joy and pious mirth;
For thou, the righteous Judge and King,
Shalt govern all the earth.
5 Let differing nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O LORD, combine
To praise thy glorious Name.
6 Then GOD upon our land
Shall constant blessings shower;
And all the world in awe shall stand
Of his resistless power.
SELECTION 53. L. M.
From the lxviii. Psalm of David.
1 THE servants of JEHOVAH'S Will
His favor's gentle beams enjoy;
Their upright hearts let gladness fill,
And cheerful songs their tongues employ.
2 To him your voice in anthems raise, JEHOVAH'S awful Name he bears; In him rejoice, extol his praise,
Who rides upon high-rolling spheres.
3 His chariots numberless, his powers
Are heavenly hosts, that wait his will;
His presence now fills Sion's towers,
As once it honor'd Sinai's hill.
4 Ascending high, in triumph thou
Captivity hast captive led,
And on thy people didst bestow
Thy gifts and graces freely shed.
5 E'en rebels shall partake thy grace,
And humble proselytes repair
To worship at thy dwelling-place,
And all the world pay homage there.
6 For benefits each day bestow'd,
Be daily his great Name adored,
Who is our Saviour and our God,
Of life and death the sovereign LORD.
SELECTION 54.
From the lxix. Psalm of David.
1 SAVE me, O GOD, from waves that roll
And press to overwhelm my soul:
With painful steps in mire I tread,
And deluges o'erfiow my head.
2 O LORD, to thee I will repair
For help, with humble, timely prayer;
Relieve me from thy mercy's store,
Display thy truth's preserving power.
3 From threat'ning dangers me relieve,
And from the mire my feet retrieve;
From all my foes in safety keep,
And snatch me from the raging deep.
4 LORD, hear the humble prayer I make,
For thy transcending goodness' sake;
Relieve thy supplicant once more
From thy abounding mercy's store.
5 Reproach and grief have broke my heart;
I look'd for some to take my part,
To pity, or relieve my pain;
But look'd, alas! for both in vain.
6 With hunger pined, for food I call,
Instead of food they give me gall;
And when with thirst my spirits sink,
They give me vinegar to drink.
7 For new afflictions they procured
For him, who had thy stripes endured;
And made the wounds thy scourge had torn,
To bleed afresh with sharper scorn.
1 My soul, howe'er distress'd and poor,
Thy strong salvation shall restore:
Thy power with songs I'll then proclaim,
And celebrate with thanks thy Name.
2 Our God shall this more highly prize
Than herds or flocks in sacrifice;
Which humble saints with joy shall see,
And hope for like redress with me.
3 For God regards the poor's complaint,
And frees the captive from restraint;
Let heaven, earth, sea, their voices raise,
And all the world resound his praise.
SELECTION 55. C. M.
From the lxxi. Psalm of David.
1 IN thee I put my steadfast trust,
Defend me, LORD, from shame:
Incline thine ear, and save my soul,
For righteous is thy Name.
2 Be thou my strong abiding-place,
To which I may resort:
Thy promise, LORD, is my defence,
Thou art my rock and fort.
3 My steadfast and unchanging hope,
Shall on thy power depend;
And I in grateful songs of praise
My time to come will spend.
4 Thy righteous acts and saving health
My mouth shall still declare;
Unable yet to count them all,
Though summ'd with utmost care.
5 While GOD Vouchsafes me his support, I'll in his strength go on;
All other righteousness disclaim
And mention his alone.
6 Thou, LORD, hast taught me from my youth
To praise thy glorious Name;
And ever since, thy wondrous works
Have been my constant theme.
7 Therefore, with psaltery and harp,
Thy truth, O LORD, I'll praise;
To thee, the GOD of Jacob's race,
My voice in anthems raise.
8 Then joy shall fill my mouth, and songs
Employ my cheerful voice;
My grateful soul, by thee redeem'd,
Shall in thy strength rejoice.
1 LO! hills and mountains shall bring forth
The happy fruits of peace;
Which all the land shall own to be
The work of righteousness:
2 While David's Son our needy race
Shall rule with gentle sway;
And from their humble neck shall take
Oppressive yokes away.
3 In every heart thy awful fear
Shall then be rooted fast,
As long as sun and moon endure,
Or time itself shall last.
4 He shall descend like rain, that cheers
The meadow's second birth;
Or like warm showers, whose gentle drops
Refresh the thirsty earth.
5 In his blest days the just and good
Shall spring up all around:
The happy land shall every where
With endless peace abound.
6 His uncontroll'd dominion shall
From sea to sea extend;
Begin at proud Euphrates' stream,
At nature's limits end.
7 To him the savage nations round
Shall bow their servile heads;
His vanquish'd foes shall lick the dust,
Where he his conquest spreads.
8 The kings of Tarshish and the isles
Shall costly presents bring;
From spicy Sheba gifts shall come,
And wealthy Saba's king.
9 To him shall every king on earth
His humble homage pay;
And differing nations gladly join
To own his righteous sway.
10 For he shall set the needy free,
When they for succor cry;
Shall save the helpless and the poor,
And all their wants supply.
11 For him shall constant prayer be made,
Through all his prosperous days:
His just dominion shall afford
A lasting theme of praise.
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