4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well: Praise him in everlasting strains. 6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath; And when my voice is lost in death, 1 Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs. My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. PSALM 147. First Part. L. M. PRAISE ye the Lord: 'tis good to raise His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name: His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names: His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite; He crowns the meek, rewards the just, 5 The saints are lovely in his sight: PSALM 147. Second Part. L. M. 1 LET Zion praise the mighty God, And make his honours known abroad· His flakes of snow, like wool, he sends, 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground; 6 Thro' all our coasts his laws are shown, 1 PSALM 147. Third Part. Third Part. C. M. WITH The seasons of the year. WITH songs and honours sounding loud Around the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, 2. He sends his show'rs of blessings down He makes the grass the mountains crown, 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, But man, who tastes his finest wheat, 4 His steady counsels change the face He bids the sun cut short his race, 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, 6 When from his dreadful stores on high The wretch, that dares his God defy, 7 He sends his word, and melts the snow; He calls the southern gales to blow, 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, With songs and honours sounding loud, 1 PSALM 148. First Part. P. M. E tribes of Adam, join YE With heav'n and earth and seas, And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng of angels bright, His pow'r declare, ye floods on high, 3 The shining worlds above. In glorious order stand, Or in swift courses move He spake the word, and all their frame 4 He mov'd the mighty wheels In unknown ages past; While time and nature last. In diff'rent ways his works proclaim 5 Let all the earth-born race, And monsters of the deep; From sea and shore their tribute pay, 6 Ye vapours, hail and snow, Praise ye th' almighty Lord; And stormy winds, that blow, When lightnings shine, or thunders roar, 7 Ye mountains near the skies, And trees of humbler size, That fruit in plenty bear; [worms, Beasts wild and tame, birds, flies, and In various forms, exalt his name. 8 Ye kings, and judges, fear The Lord, the sov'reign King; Nor let the dream of pow'r and state 9 Virgins, and youth, engage Their feebler voices join: Wide as he reigns, his name be sung 10 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love: While earth and sky attempt his praise, PSALM 148. Second Part. L. M. Universal praise to God. OUD hallelujahs to the Lord, 1LOU [dwell; From distant worlds, where creatures Let heav'n begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. |