But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd 5 O Zion, trust the living God, Serve him with faith and fear; PSALM 136. First Part. P. M. The wonders of Creation, Providence, and Redemption. G IVE thanks to God most high, The sov'reign King of kings; And be his grace ador'd. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 2 How mighty is his hand! What wonders hath he done! He form'd the earth and seas, And spread the heav'ns alone. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; "And ever sure abides thy word.” 3 His wisdom fram'd the sun, To crown the day with light; The moon and twinkling stars, To cheer the darksome night. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 4 He smote the first born sons, The flow'r of Egypt, dead; And thence his chosen tribes "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; 5 His pow'r and lifted rod Cleft the Red Sea in two; And for his people made A wondrous passage through. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 6 But cruel Pharaoh there, With all his host he drown'd, And brought his Israel safe Thro' a long desert ground. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; "And ever sure abides thy word." 7 The kings of Canaan fell Beneath his dreadful hand; While his own servants took "His pow'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 8 He saw the nations lie All perishing in sin; And pitied the sad state The ruin'd world was in. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; "And ever sure abides thy word." 9 He sent his only Son To save us from our woe, From Satan, sin, and death, And ev'ry hurtful foe. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 10 Give thanks aloud to God, To God the heav'nly king; And let the spacious earth cc Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; PSALM 136. Second Part. L. M. Praise ye the Lord. IVE to our God immortal praise, G Mercy and truth are all his ways: Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown. 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high: He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night. 3 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis'd land: He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within. 4 He sent his Son with pow'r to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave: "Wonders of grace to God belong, "Repeat his mercies in your song." 5 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heav'nly seat: 66 His mercies ever shall endure, "When this vain world shall be no more." PSALM 137. First Part. L. M. B The sorrows of Israel in captivity. 2 With taunting voice, and scornful eye, "Sing us a song of heav'n," they cry: "While foes deride our God, and King, "How can we tune our harps or sing?" 3 "If Zion's woes our hearts forget, "Or cease to mourn for Israel's fate, 'Let useful skill our hands forsake; Our hearts with hopeless sorrow break." 4 "Thou, ruin'd Salem, to our eyes "Each day, in sad remembrance rise! "Should we e'er cease to feel thy wrongs, "Lost be our joys, and mute our tongues.' 5 Remember, Lord, proud Edom's sons, "Who cried, exulting at our groans, "While Salem trembled at her base, "Rase them: her deep foundations rase." 6 While thus they sung, the mourners view'd Their foes by Cyrus' arm subdu'd, And saw his glory rise, who spread Their streets, and fields, with hosts of dead. 7 Pleas'd, they foresaw the blest decree, That set their tribes from bondage free; Renew'd the temple, and restor❜d The sacred worship of the Lord. 'L PSALM 137. Second Part. L. M. ORD, in those dark and dismal days, Proud enemies our path surround, 2 Her sons, her worship, they deride, And cry, t' insult our humble prayer, "Where is your God, ye Christians, where?” 3 Errors, and sins, and follies grow; Thy saints bow down in deepest woe: Their love decays, their zeal is o'er; And thousands walk with Christ no more. 4 To happier days our bosoms turn; Those days but teach us how to mourn: The God, who bade his mercy flow, In wrath withdraws his blessing now. 5 The blessing from thy truth's withdrawn; 6 In dews unseen, in scanty show'rs, 7 Yet still, thy name be ever blest, 8 Jesus, with vengeance arm'd, shall come 9 Then shall thy saints exult, and sing And peace from realm to realm extend. |