2. Sing to His praise, in lofty hymns Make them the theme of your discourse, 3. Rejoice in His almighty name, And let their hearts o'erflow with joy 4. Seek ye the Lord, His saving strength And, where He's ever present, seek PSALM CVI.-Ver. 1, 2, 3, 4. 1. O RENDER thanks to God above, 2. Who can His mighty deeds express, 3. Happy are they, and only they, Extend to me that favour, Lord, Thou to Thy chosen dost afford : When Thou return'st to set them free*, Let Thy salvation visit me. PSALM CVIII.-Ver. 1, 3, 4, 5. 1. O God, my heart is fully bent My tongue with cheerful songs of praise 3. To all the list'ning tribes, O Lord, And to those nations sing Thy praise 4. Because Thy mercy's boundless height * That is, at the Last Day. 5. Be Thou, O God, exalted high And let the world, with one consent, PSALM CXI.-Ver. 1, 2, 3, 4. 1. PRAISE ye the Lord; our God to praise My soul her utmost powers shall raise; With private friends, and in the throng Of saints, His praise shall be my song. 2. His works, for greatness though renown'd, His wondrous works with ease are found, By those who seek for them aright, 3. His works are all of matchless fame, 4. By precepts He has us enjoin'd To keep His wondrous works in mind; And to posterity record That good and gracious is our Lord. Ι PSALM CXIII.-Ver. 1, 2, 3; 4, 5; 6. 1, 2, 3. YE saints and servants of the Lord, God through the world extends His sway; But shadows of His glory are. Who made the heaven in which He dwells, 6. Though 'tis beneath His state to view Yet He to earth vouchsafes his care, PSALM CXVI.—Ver. 5 and 6, 7, 8, 12 and 13. 5, 6. How just and merciful is God! How gracious is the Lord! Who saves the harmless, and to me Does timely help afford. 7. Then, free from pensive cares, my soul, For God has wondrously to thee 8. When death alarm'd me, He remov'd 12, 13. Then what return to Him shall I I'll praise His name, and with glad zeal PSALM CXVII.-Ver. 1, 2, with Gloria Patri. 1. WITH cheerful notes let all the earth To heaven their voices raise : Let all, inspir'd with godly mirth, 2. God's tender mercy knows no bound, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Be glory, as it was, is now, |