XIII. Oh! give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: For his mercy endureth forever. Oh! give thanks unto the God of gods; For his mercy endureth forever. Oh! give thanks unto the Lord of lords; To him who alone doeth great wonders; For his mercy endureth forever. To him that by great wisdom made the heavens; For his mercy endureth forever. To him that stretched out the earth above the waters; For his mercy endureth forever. To him that made great lights; For his mercy endureth forever. The moon and stars to rule by night; To him that gave to us our freedom; For his mercy endureth forever. To him who hath carried us through the Red Sea; For his mercy endureth forever. To him who gave us our land for a heritage; For his mercy endureth forever. To him who remembered us in our weakness; For his mercy endureth forever. And hath redeemed us from our enemies; For his mercy endureth forever. Who giveth food to all creatures; For his mercy endureth forever. Oh! give thanks unto the God of heaven; For lus mercy endureth forever. XIV. Oh! give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: For his mercy endureth forever. Let the elders say, His mercy endureth forever. Let all the children say, His mercy endureth forever. Let them that trust in the Lord say, His mercy endureth forever. I called on the Lord in my distress : I will not fear what man can do unto me. Therefore I will not fear them that hate me. The right hand of the Lord is lifted; Open the gates of goodness, And I will thankfully go in. I will praise thee; for thou hast heard me, And hast become my safety. God is the Lord, who hath showed us light. I will not bring to the Lord that which hath cost me nothing. Thou art my God, and I will praise thee: Oh! give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: Breathe on our spirits thy love and thy healing; Teach us content with thy fatherly dealing; Teach us to love thee, To love one another, brother his brother; Free from the bondage of old superstition, bor. Help us each one to fulfil his true mission; And teach us 'tis noble, 'tis godlike, to labor. K 16. PRAISE. ING of comfort, King of life, And, when fears and doubts were rife, Not a nook in all my breast, But thou fill'st it; Not a thought that breaks my rest, Day and night - not once a day I will bless thee; And my heart in new array Not one minute in the year As my seal and bracelet here In thy word, as if in heaven, And thy promise, till made even, And if, dear Lord, when to thy board He hath a flower, or to his power When thou hast made thy beggar glad, Let him, though poor, drop at thy door Henry Vaughan. |