s Feebly to Thee I stretch my hands,
Like failing streams through desert sands:
I thirst for Thee, as harvest plains,
Parch'd in the summer, thirst for rains.
4 Teach me thy will,-subdue mine own,-
Thou art my God, and Thou alone;
By thy good Spirit guide me still,
Safe from all foes, to Zion's hill.
5 Release my soul from trouble, Lord,
Quicken and help me by thy word ;
May all its promises be mine;
Be Thou my portion:-1 am thine!
PSALM 146. (P.M.)

The man happy who trusts in God, v. 5—10. 1. HAPPY the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God, who made the sky,

And earth and seas, with all their train : He saves the' oppress'd; He feeds the poor; His truth for ever stands secure,

And none shall find his promise vain. 2 The Lord gives eye-sight to the blind; The Lord relieves the guilty mind :

The Lord vouchsafes the mourner peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless;

And grants the prisoner sweet release.

3 We'll praise Him, while He gives us breath,
And, when our voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ our nobler powers:
Our day of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

PSALM 148. rst version. (P. M.)

God worthy of universal praise.

YE boundless realms of joy,

Exalt

your

Maker's name;

In praise your songs employ
Above the starry frame;
Your voices raise,
Ye cherubim,
And Seraphim,
To sing his praise.

2 Thou moon, the queen of night,
Thou sun, the orb of day,
Ye glittering stars of light,
To Him your homage pay:
His praise declare,

Ye heavens above,

And clouds that move
In liquid air.

3 Let them adore the Lord,
And praise his holy name,
By whose Almighty word
They all from nothing came;
And all shall last

From changes free:-
His firm decree

Stands ever fast.

4 His chosen saints to grace,
He lifts to thrones on high;
And favours Israel's race,
Who still to him are nigh:

O therefore raise
Your grateful voice,
And still rejoice

The Lord to praise.

PSALM 148. 2d version. (P. M.)

Exhortation to universal praise. v. 1-6. 14. 1 PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him, Praise Him, angels in the height; Sun and moon, rejoice before Him; Praise Him, all ye stars and light: Praise the Lord! for He hath spoken, Worlds his mighty voice obey'd; Laws, that never shall be broken, For their guidance He hath made. 2 Praise the Lord! for He is glorious; Never shall his promise fail; God hath made his saints victorious; Sin and death shall not prevail; Praise the God of our salvation,

Hosts on high, his powers proclaim; Heaven, and earth, and all creation, Laud and magnify his name.

PSALM 149. (P. M.)

Exhortation to praise God.

1 O PRAISE ye the Lord!
Prepare your glad voice,
Among all his saints,
His praises to sing :
In Christ our Redeemer
Let Israel rejoice;
And children of Zion
Be glad in their King.

2 From death, and from hell,
Redeem'd by his grace,
In hymns, and in songs,
His praises express;
Who soon in his glory
His servants will place,
And with his salvation
The humble will bless.

3 Then let them declare,
That sin to destroy,
And men to redeem,

The son of God came:
Such honour and triumph
His saints shall enjoy :
O therefore for ever
Exalt his great name!

PSALM 150. (L. M.)

Every thing exhorted to praise God

1 PRAISE, O praise the name divine;
Praise it at the hallow'd shrine;
Let the firmament on high

To its Maker's praise reply.

2 Let each tongue, and let each chord,
Praise the name of Jacob's Lord;
Let his acts and power supreme
To your songs suggest a theme.

3 Be the harp no longer mute;
Sound the trumpet, touch the lute;
Wake to life each tuneful string;
Bring the pipe, the timbrel bring.

4 Let the organ in his praise,
Learn its loudest notes to raise;
And the cymbal's varying sound
From the vaulted roof rebound.
5 All who vital breath enjoy,
In his praise that breath employ;
And in one great chorus join;-
Praise, O praise the name divine.

END OF THE PSALMS.