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And with the same salvation bless
The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice,
And aid their triumphs with my voice!.
The unchangeable love of God.
How fickle are our ways!
Thy constancy of grace!
And then thy praise they sung ;
And murmur'd with their tongue. 3 Now they believ'd his word,
While rocks with rivers flow; Now with their lusts provok'd the Lord,
And he reduc'd them low. 4 Yet when they mourn’d their faults,
He hearken'd to their groans ; Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts,
And call'd them still his sons.
He sav'd them from their foes :
The people that he chose.
Who lov'd their ancient race;
Amen, to all their praise.
PSALM 107. First Part. L. M.
Israel led to Canaan, and Christians to heaven. I G IVE thanks to God; he reigns above;
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love: His mercy ages past have known,
And ages long to come shall own. 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord
The wonders of his grace record ;
And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 In their distress to God they cried,
God was their Saviour and their guide ;
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground. 4 Thus when our first release we gain
From sin's old yoke and Satan's chain,
A dang’rous and a tiresome place. 5 He feeds and clothes us all the
way, He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; He guards us with a pow'rful hand,
And brings us to the heav'nly land. 6 O let the saints with joy record
The truth and goodness of the Lord !
Second Part. L. M.
God and his grace are still the same He fills the hungry soul with food,
And feeds the poor with ev'ry good. 2 But if their hearts rebel and rise
Against the God, that rules the skies;
If they reject his heav'nly word,
And slight the counsels of the Lord ;
And no deliv'rer shall be found :
In darkness, and the shades of death.
He makes the dawning light arise ;
And lets the smiling pris'ners through;
And gives the lab’ring soul relief.
The wondrous goodness of the Lord !
great his works, how kind his ways ! Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise.
PSALM 107. Thuird Part. L. M.
Intemperance punished and pardoned.
Prepares for his own punishment :
From luxury and lust arise !
Yet drowns his health to please his taste;
And fainting life draws near the dust.
His soul abhors delicious meat :
Would yield to death to be releas’d.
To God for help with earnest cry!
He hears their groans; prolongs their breath;
And saves them from approaching death. 5 No med'cines could effect the cure
So quick, so easy, or so sure :
He sends his sov'reign word and heals. 6 O may the sons of men record
The wondrous goodness of the Lord !
The mariner's psalm.
Thy wonders in the deeps, The sons of courage shall record,
Who trade in floating ships. 2 At thy command the winds arise,
And swell the tow'ring waves; The men astonish'd mount the skies.
And sink in gaping graves. 3 Frighted to hear the tempest roar,
They pant with flutt'ring breath; And hopeless of the distant shore,
Expect immediate death. 4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries,
He hears their loud request; And orders silence thro’ the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.
And see the storm allay'd :
There let their vows be paid.
Let stupid mortals know,
That waves are under his command,
And all the winds that blow.
The goodness of the Lord !
PSALM 107. Fifth Part. L. M. Nations blest and punished. 4 psalm for America. 1 HEN God, provok’d with daring crimes,
Scourges the madness of the times, He turns the fields to barren sand,
And dries the rivers from the land.
And make the wither'd mountains green ;
And harvests in the desert rise,
Or men as fierce and wild as they ;
And builds them towns and cities there.
Whose yearly fruit supplies their want :
Their wealth increases with their flocks. 5 Thus they are blest ; but if they sin,
He lets the heathen nations in:
Their people die by barb'rous hands; 6 Their captive sons, expos'd to scorn,
Wander unpitied and forlorn :
And desolation spreads the field.
Again his dreadful hand he turns ;