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2 Exiles in foreign land,
Confess with grateful lays,
The guidance of His hand
Through solitary ways:
Obscure the way, yet right the road,
It led to Canaan's blest abode.

3 Ye who in darkness sit,

Or sink in shades of death,
Praise Him who gives you light,
With your expiring breath;
He burst the bonds, He set you free,
The heirs of life and liberty.

4 Ye who, afflicted, feel
Diseases of the soul,

He sends His word to heal,

And make the wounded whole;
Praise ye the LORD; adore, and raise
Your sacrifice of grateful praise.

5 Ye who in ships behold

The seas like mountains rise,

By swelling billows told,

GOD rules o'er seas and skies;
When tempests rage, and surges swell,
His mighty power what tongue can tell!

6 To heav'n ascends your pray'r:

GOD hears, and whispers peace ;
Relieves your anxious care;

The furious billows cease;

In harbour safe the anchor's cast;
The storm subsides, the danger past.

7 JEHOVAH spake the word,

Tremendous waves were still;

The ocean saw its LORD,
Submissive to His will;
JEHOVAH praise, exalt His name;
His goodness, grace, and pow'r proclaim.

8 When rich and fruitful lands

Are turn'd to barren ground,
His blessing GOD commands,
And water-springs abound:

Fields, flocks, and vineyards yield increase,
And pastures crown'd with fruits of peace.

9 The saints of GOD shall hear,

Consider, and rejoice ;

Iniquity shall fear,

And stop her impious voice:
He who is wise shall understand,
Observe and own JEHOVAH's hand.

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PSALM CVII. II Metre. (L.M.)

IVE thanks to GOD: He reigns above;
Kind are His thoughts, His name is Love;

His mercy ages past have known,
And ages long to come shall own.

2 Let the redeemed of the LORD
The wonders of His grace record;
Israel, the nation whom He chose,
And rescued from their mighty foes.
3 In their distress to GOD they cried,
GOD was their SAVIOUR and their Guide;
He led their march far wand'ring round,
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground.

4 Thus when on heav'n we fix our eyes,
And seek a rest above the skies;
We have this desart world to pass,
A long and dangerous wilderness.
5 GOD feeds and clothes us all the way,
He guides our footsteps, lest we stray;
He guards us with a pow'rful hand,
And brings us to the heav'nly land.

6 Oh, let the saints with joy record
The truth and goodness of the LORD!
How great His works! how kind His ways!
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce His praise.

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PSALM CVII. III Metre.

III Metre. (C. M.)

HOW are Thy servants blest, O LORD!

How sure is their defence!

Eternal wisdom is their guide,

Their help omnipotence.

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by Thy care,

Through burning climes they pass unhurt,
And breathe in tainted air.

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne,
High on the broken wave,

They know Thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to Thy will;

The sea, that roars at Thy command,
At Thy command is still.

5 Beset with dangers, fears, and deaths,
Thy goodness we'll adore;

We'll praise Thee for Thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

6 Our life, while Thou preserv'st that life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;

And death, when death shall be our lot,
Shall join our souls to Thee.

PSALM CVIII.

(Old 113.)

A prayer for the exaltation of the divine glory; the redemption and enlargement of the Church. Psa. lvii. 7-11, and lx. 5—12.

1 My heart is fixed, O my GOD,

My praise shall rise to Thine abode,
And join th' angelic songs:
Awake, my glory, join the theme,
Harps, psalt'ries, lutes, resound His name,
To whom all praise belongs.

2 Among the nations will I sing

Thy ceaseless praise, my GOD, my King,
And make Thy glory known:
Above the heav'ns Thy mercies shine,
Truth, majesty, and grace divine,
Transcendent as Thy throne.

3 Be Thou exalted, mighty GoD,
Above the heav'ns, Thy blest abode,
Above the earth Thy praise;

That Thy beloved, by Thy hand
Delivered, may triumphant stand
To everlasting days.

4 All human help is fleet and vain,
Weak all our power, our life a span,
THOU EVERMORE THE SAME:
So shall we conquer by Thy strength,
And more than conquerors be at length,
Through Thine almighty name.

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PSALM CVIII. II Metre. (C. M.)

GOD, my heart is fully bent

To magnify Thy name;

My tongue, with cheerful songs of praise,
Shall celebrate Thy fame.

2 Awake, my lute; nor thou, my harp,
Thy warbling notes delay;
Whilst I, with early hymns of praise,
Prevent the dawning day.

3 To all the list'ning tribes, O Lord,
Thy wonders I will tell;
And to the nations sing Thy praise,
That round about us dwell,

4 Because Thy mercy's boundless height
The highest heav'n transcends,
And far above aspiring clouds

Thy faithful truth extends.

5 Be Thou, O GOD, exalted high
Above the starry frame;

And let the world, with one consent,
Confess Thy glorious name.

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