PSALM CXXXVI.
1
Lift your voice, and thankful sing
Praises to your heav'nly King;
For his Blessings far extend,
And his Mercy knows no end.
2
Be the Lord your only theme,
Who of Gods is God supreme;
For his Blessings far extend,
And his Mercy knows no end.
3
He to whom All Lords beside
Bow the knee, and vail their pride;
For his Blessings &c.
4
Who asserts his just Command
By the Wonders of his hand;
For his &c.
5
He, whose Wisdom, thron'd on high,
Built the Mansions of the sky;
For his &c.
6
He, who bade the watry Deep
Under Earth's foundation sleep,
For his &c.
7
And the Orbs that gild the pole
Through the boundless Æther roll;
For his &c.
8
Thee, O Sun, whose pow'rful ray
Rules the Empire of the Day;
For his &c.
9
You, O Moon and Stars, whose light
Breaks the horrors of the Night.
For his &c.
10
When his vengeful wrath he shed,
Egypt mourn'd her Firstborn dead;
For his &c.
11
Thence by Him from bondage freed
March'd all Israel's chosen seed,
For his &c.
12
While his mighty hand he rear'd,
And his outstretch'd arm appear'd.
For his &c.
13
Aw'd by Him, from side to side
Lo, th' obedient Deeps divide;
For his &c.
14
At his word the billows stay,
Part, and give his People way;
For his &c.
15
At his word again they close
O'er the head of Jacob's foes.
For his &c.
16
Safe in his Almighty aid
Israel o'er the Desert stray'd;
For his &c.
17
Kings, unable to withstand,
Felt the vengeance of his hand:
For his &c.
18
Chiefs for hardiest deeds renown'd
Prostrate fell, and bit the ground:
For his &c.
19
Sihon fierce, who forth to fight
Led the harness'd Amorite;
For his &c.
20
Mightiest Og, beneath whose sway
Basan's fertile region lay.
For his &c.
21
These he slew, and from their hands
Took the forfeit of their Lands;
For his &c.
22
Lands, which erst by promise due,
Sons of Jacob, fell to You.
For his &c.
23
On our sorrows from on high
He with pity cast an eye;
For his &c.
24
In our battles o'er each head
He the shield of safety spread.
For his &c.
25
He with food sustains, O Earth,
All who claim from Thee their birth.
For his &c.
26
Lift your voice, and thankful sing
Praise to Heav'n's eternal King;
For his Blessings far extend,
And his Mercy knows no end.
