With loud resounding peal and sweetest tone, In blissful ecstasy : A hundred thousand voices Take up the wondrous song; God's praises to prolong. MISCELLANEOUS. XIII. 498 "Thy mercy, O Lord, reacheth unto the heavens, and L.M. From the xxxvi. Psalm. LORD, thy mercy, my sure hope, 2 Thy justice like the hills remains, 3 Since of thy goodness all partake, With what assurance should the just 4 Such guests shall to thy courts be led, 5 With thee the springs of life remain, O let thy saints thy favour gain, To upright hearts thy truth display. 499 "Praise the Lord, O my soul and all that is within MY From the ciii. Psalm. Y soul, inspired with sacred love, And after sickness makes thee sound By him with grace and mercy crown'd. 4 God will not always harshly chide, So far has he our sins removed; L.M. 500 "He bowed the heavens, and came down, and it was TH From the xviii. Psalm. HE Lord descended from above, C.M. ܀ 501 2 On cherub and on cherubim, And on the wings of mighty winds, 3 He sat serene upon the floods, And he, as sovereign Lord and King, "Jesus said unto him, I am the way, the truth, and TH the life." HOU art the Way, to thee alone 2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone Thou only canst inform the mind 3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb And those who put their trust in thee 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life; 502 "Thy footsteps are not known." OD moves in a mysterious way, C.M. C.M. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up his bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 503 "Blessed is the people, O Lord, that can rejoice L.M. in thee." From the lxxxix. Psalm. HAPPY, thrice happy they, who hear Thy sacred trumpet's joyful sound; Who may at festivals appear With thy most glorious presence crown'd; 2 For in thy strength they shall advance, Whose conquests from thy favour spring: The Lord of hosts is our defence, And Israel's God our Israel's King. 504 "The Lord is my shepherd: therefore can I lack THE HE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, SIX 8s. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, 505 "These confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims G on the earth." 8s. 7s. 4. UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Feed me now and evermore. 2 Open now the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow; |