8 0,may I worthy prove to see Thy saints in full prosperity, That I the joyful choir may join,
And count thy people's triumph mine.
4 Let Israel's God be ever bless'd,
His name eternally confess'd;
Let all his saints, with full accord,
Sing loud Amens, -praise ye the Lord.
PSALM CVII. C. M.
Befoicing in God.
WITH cheerful notes let all the earth
To heaven their voices raise;
Let all, inspired with godly mirth,
Sing solemn hymns of praise.
2 God's tender mercy knows no bound
His truth shall ne'er decay;
Then let the willing nations round
Their grateful tribute pay.
3 Then open wide the temple gates
To which the just repair,
That I may enter in, and praise
My great Deliv'rer there.
4 Within those gates of God's abode
To which the righteous press,
Since thou hast heard and set me safe,
Thy holy name I'll bless.
5 That which the builders once refused
Is now the corner-stone:
This is the wondrous work of God,
The work of God alone.
6 This day is God's, let all the land
Exalt their cheerful voice:
Lord, we beseech thee, save us now
And make us still rejoice.
PSALM CXXII. C. M.
Joyful Praise in the Lord's Temple.
O, 'T WAS a joyful sound, to hear
Our tribes devoutly say,
Up, Israel, to the temple haste,
And keep your festal day!
2 At Salem's courts we must appear,
With our assembled powers,
In strong and beauteous order ranged
Like her united towers.
3 'Tis thither, by divine command,
The tribes of God repair,
Before his ark to celebrate
His name with praise and
4 But most of all I'll seek thy good,
And ever wish thee well,
For Zion and the temple's sake,
Where God vouchsafes to dwell.
PSALM CXXXIII. C. M.
Brotherly Love.
HOW vast must their advantage be,
How great their pleasure prove,
Who live like brethren, and consent
In offices of love!
2 True love is like the precious oil,
Which,pour'd on Aaron's head,
Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes
Its costly fragrance shed.
3 'Tis like refreshing dew, which does
On Hermon's top distil;
Or like the early drops, that fall
On Zion's favor'd hill.
4 For Zion is the chosen seat
Where the Almighty King
The promised blessing has ordain'd,
And life's eternal spring.
PSALM CXXXVI. H. M.
The Love of God.
TO God, the mighty Lord,
Your joyful thanks repeat;
To him due praise afford,
As good as he is great.
For God does prove
Our constant friend;
His boundless love
Shall never end.
2 By his almighty hand
Amazing works are wrought;
The heavens by his command
Were to perfection brought.
For God, etc.
3 By him the heavens display
Their numerous hosts of light.
The sun to rule by day,
The moon and stars by night.
For God, etc.
4 He does the food supply
On which all creatures live:
To God, who reigns on high,
Eternal praises give.
For God will prove
Our constant friend;
His boundless love
Shall never end.
PSALM CXLVII. C. M.
A Psalm of Praise.
O, PRAISE the Lord with hymns of joy,
And celebrate his fame;
For pleasant, good, and comely 't is
To praise his holy name.
2 To God, the Lord, a hymn of praise
With grateful voices sing;
To songs of triumph tune the harp,
And strike each warbling string.
3 He covers heaven with clouds, and thence Refreshing rain bestows,
And on the mountains through his care, The grass in plenty grows.
4 Let Zion and Jerusalem
To God their praise address; Whose strength secures their lasting gates Who does their children bless.
Universal Praise.
YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame;
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame:
Your voices raise,
Ye Cherubim
And Seraphim,
To sing his praise.
2 Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the 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 United zeal be shown
His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone
Deserves our endless praise.
Earth's utmost ends
His power obey;
His glorious sway
The sky transcends.
PSALM CL. L. M.
Praise Him for Dis Goodness.
O, PRAISE the Lord in that blest place
From whence his goodness largely flows;
Praise him in heaven, where he his face,
Unveil'd in perfect glory, shows.
2 Praise him for all the mighty acts
Which he in our behalf has done;
His kindness this return exacts,
With which our praise should equal run.
3 Let the shrill trumpet's warlike voice
Make rocks and hills his praise rebound,
Praise him with harp's melodious noise
And gentle psaltery's silver sound.
4 Let them who joyful hymns compose,
To cymbals set their songs of praise;
To well-tuned cymbals, and to those
That loudly sound on solemn days.
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