But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd

Where our Jehovah's known. 5 O Zion trust the living God,

Serve him with faith and fear;
He makes thy courts his blest abode,
And claims his honours there.

PSALM 136. First Part. P. M. The wonders of Creation, Providence, and Redemption. 1

VIVE thanks to God most high,

The universal Lord;
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

With joy and glory led.
“Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure;
“And ever sure abides thy word.”
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 ail 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

Possession of their land. “ 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
His works and glories sing.
Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure;
And ever sure abides thy word.”


PSALM 136. Second Part. L. M.

Praise ye the Lord.
LIVE to our God immortal praise ;

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 :
“ His mercies ever shall endure,
<< When this vain world shall be no more."
PSALM 137. First Part. L, M.

The sorrows of Israel in captivity.
BY Babel's stream the captives sate,

And wept for Zion's hapless fate :
Useless, their harps on willows hung,

While foes requir'd a sacred song.
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,

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“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.
PSALM 137. Second Part. L. M.

The church's complaint.
I LORD in those dark and dismal days,

Proud enemies our path surround,

To level Zion with the ground.
2 Her sons, her worship, they deride,

And hiss thy word with tongues of pride; And cry, to 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:

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The God, who bade his mercy flow,

In wrath withdraws his blessing now.
5 The blessing from thy truth's withdrawn ;

Its quick’ning, saving influ'nce gone :
Unwarn’d, unwaken'd, sinners hear,

Nor see their awful danger near.
S6 In dews unseen, in scanty show'rs,

Thy Spirit sheds his healing pow'rs :
Thy thirsty ground is parch'd beneath,

And all is barrenness, and death.
E 7 Yet still, thy name be ever blest,

On thee our hope shall safely rest :
Zion her Saviour soon shall see

Array'd to set his Israel free.
8 Jesus, with vengeance arm'd, shall come

To crush his foes, and seal their doom ;
The mystic Bable wheim in dust,

Her pomp, her idols, pow'r and trust.
9 Then shall thy saints exult, and sing

The matchless glories of their King ; dars Nations before his altar bend,

And peace from realm to realm extend.
PSALM 137. Third Part. S. M.

Love to the church.
I ,

The house of thine abode ;
The church our blest Redeemer say'd

With his own precious blood.

2 I love thy Church, O God ! :

Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,

And graven on thy hand.

3 If e'er to bless thy sons 21

My voice, or hands deny,

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