Psalms and Hymns, Principally for Public Worship

6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind vi
The Lord supports the sinking mind
He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow, and the fatherless.

7 He loves his saints; he knows them well:
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting strains. H

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(PSALM 146.)

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I'LL praise my Maker with my breath; I
And when my voice is lost in death, a
Praise shall employ my nobler powers; A
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God: he made the sky,

And earth and seas with all their train:
His truth for ever stands secure,

He saves the oppress'd, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.

3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; YI He sends the labouring conscience peace:

He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow, and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release.

odT & 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breathsmoë And when my voice is lost in death, evs baA Praise shall employ my nobler powers:

My days of praise shall ne'er be past, IT ə
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

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1 PRAISE ye the Lord: 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise; T

His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.

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2 He form'd the stars-those their names

He counts their numbers, calls

His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound;-
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd.

3 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.

4 His saints are lovely in his sight; DOA He views his children with delight; eiH He sees their hope, he knows their fear, H And looks, and loves his image there. A

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1 MY God, my King, thy various
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.

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2 The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear; Jaq I
And every setting sun shall see alw baɑ
New works of duty done for thee. gets17

3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.

4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
Let Britain round her shores proclaim
The sound and honour of thy name.

5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; EMA And unborn ages make my song

The joy and labour of their tongue..

6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds!

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ONG as I live I'll bless thy name,
My King, my God of love;

My work and joy shall be the same
In the bright world above.

2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown, &

And let his praise be great:

I'll sing the honours of thy throne,
Thy works of grace repeat.

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3. Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue,
And while my lips rejoice,

The men that hear my sacred song
Shall join their cheerful voice.

4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,
And children learn thy ways;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations sound thy praise. earb

5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date owt e
Shall through the world be known; baA
Thine arm of power, thy heavenly state,
With public splendour shewn. oe edT
6 The world is manag'd by thy hands, if I &
Thy saints are rul'd by love;
And thine eternal kingdom stands,
Though rocks and hills remove.

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1 LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord,

From distant worlds where creatures dwell:

Let heaven begin the solemn word,
And sound it dreadful down to hell.

2 High on a throne his glories dwell, O
An awful throne of shining bliss;
Fly through the world, O sun, and tell M
How dark thy beams compar'd with his.
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3 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire A
Let the firm earth and rolling sear
In this eternal song conspire, low vdf
4 Wide as his vast dominion lies,
Make the Creator's name be known;
Loud as his thunder shout his praise
And sound it lofty as his throneof fede

5 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word;
O may it dwell on every tongue!
But saints who best have known

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Are bound to raise the noblest song. Lord