O RENDER thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love;
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Has stood, and shall for ever last.
Who can his mighty deeds express,
Not only vast but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise
His tribute of immortal praise?
Happy are they, and only they,
Who from thy judgments never stray:
Who know what's right; nor only so,
But always practice what they know.
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.
O GOD, my heart prepared is,
My tongue is likewise so;
I will advance my voice in song,
That I thy praise may show.
Awake my viol and my harp,
Sweet melody to make;
And in the morning I myself
Right early will awake.
By me among the people, Lord,
Still praised shall thou be;
And I among the heathen folk
Will praises sing to thee.
PSALM CXVII.
FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Thro' every land, by every tongue.
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word:
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
SECOND PART 117TH PSALM.
WITH cheerful notes let all the earth
To heav'n their voices raise;
Let all, inspir'd with Godly mirth,
Sing solemn hymns of praise.
God's tender mercy knows no bound,
His truth shall ne'er decay;
Then let the willing nations round
Their grateful tribute pay.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.
THEN open wide the temple gates.
To which the just repair;
That I may enter in, and praise
My great deliv❜rer there.
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.
That which the Builders once refus'd,}
Is now the corner-stone:
This is the wond'rous work of God,
The work of God alone.
How shall the young preserve their ways
From all pollution free?
By making still their course of life
With thy.commands agree.
With hearty zeal for thee I seek,
To thee for succour pray;
O suffer not my careless steps
From thy right paths to stray.
Safe in my heart, and closely hid,
Thy word, my treasure, lies;
To succour me with timely aid,
When sinful thoughts arise.
Secur'd by that my grateful soul
Shall ever bless thy name:
O teach me then by thy just laws
My future life to frame.
PSALM CXXII.
O, PRAY We then for Salem's peace,
For they shall prosp'rous be,
(Thou holy city of our God!)
Who bare true love to thee.
May peace within thy sacred walls
A constant guest be found,
With plenty and prosperity
Thy palaces be crown'd.
For my dear brethren's sake, and friends,
No less than brethren dear,
I'll pray-May peace in Salem's tow'rs
A constant guest appear.
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