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3 Thy servants for that
wait, And lift to thee their longing eyes, Weep o'er thy Judah’s ruin'd state,
And watch to see her glories rise. 4 O come, thou Universal Lord,
*Thy name let gentile nations fear, Till, by remotest kings ador'd,
Thy glories through the earth appear! 5 Let Zion now thy praise repeat,
Judah thy won'drous grace record, And kingdoms, crowding round thy seat,
Own Thee their Saviour and their Lord!
Let all within me join,
Whose favours are divine !
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. 4 He crowns thy life with love,
When rescued from the grave;
Hath sov’reign power to save.
PSALM 103. VERSION 2. (8.7.4.)
Praise. 1 PRAISE, my soul, the King of Heaven,
To his feet thy tribute bring ! Ransom'd, heald, restor'd, forgiven, Who like thee his praise should sing?
Praise him! Praise him!
Praise the Everlasting King!
Well our feeble frame he knows;
Praise him! Praise him,
Widely as his
Ye behold him face to face:
Praise him! Praise him!
VERSION 3. The abounding Compassion of God. 1 MY soul, repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate. 2 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,
Doth all our guilt remove. 4 The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame. 5 Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning-flower;
It withers in an hour. 6
But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure,
Thy word of promise sure.
Speak good of his name;
How dost thou appear!
That great is thy fame;
In thee shine most clear. 2
With light as a robe
The heavens in such sort
Thou also hast spread,
Compared may be.
Are made him to bear;
His course doth endure,
Of winds in the air
PSALM 104. VERSION 2.
All glorious above!
His power and his love!
The Ancient of Days,
And girded with praise.
3 Thy bountiful care
What tongue can recite?
It shines in the light;
It descends to the plain,
In the dew and the rain.
Praise. 1 O RENDER thanks, and bless the Lord,
Invoke his sacred name; Acquaint the nations with his deeds, His matchless deeds proclaim. .