Text:Praise ye the Lord, give Thanks to him

190. Praise ye the Lord, give Thanks to him

1. Praise ye the Lord, give Thanks to him;
He's good; his Mercy ne'er decays.
2. Who can his mighty Asts declare?
Or who can shew forth all his Praise?
3. Blessed are they that keep his Laws;
And always do the Thing that's right.
4. Think on me Lord, and Favour me,
As one in whom thou dost delight.

5. With thy Salvation visit me,
To see thy Chosen's good Advance;
That I thy Nations Joy may share,
Glory with thine Inheritance.
6. We, from our Fathers Days, have err'd,
And, like them, from thy Paths have gone;
Our Deeds have been perversly wrong,
Against thee impiously we've done.

7. Thy Wonders, they in Egypt saw,
Our Fathers did not understand;
Thy many Mercies they forgot,
Provok'd Thee, at the Red Sea's strand.
8. Yet them he sav'd, for his Name's sake;
The Fame of's mighty Pow'r to spread,
9. He check'd the Sea, and up it dry'd;
And them, thro' Deeps, as Plains, he led.

10. So, from the Malice of their Foes,
Who close pursu'd, he them did save;
And from their En'mies vengeful Arm,
To them compleat Redemption gave.
11. But o'er their Foes the Waters rowl'd;
Not one of them escap'd alive.
12. Then they, a while, believ'd his Word,
And Praise, in Songs, to him did give.

Second Part

13. Bat soon they all his Works forgot;
Nor would they for his Counsel wait.
14. They lusted in the Wilderness;
And tempted God, by asking Meat.
15. He granted their too rash Request;
But Leanness in their Soul was thrown.
16. They envy'd Moses in the Camp,
And A'ron God's choice holy one.

1 7. The gaping Earth Dathan devour'd;
Clos'd on Abiram's, factious Crew.
18. The Fire on their Companions seiz'd;
The Flame their bold Abettors slew.
19. Then they a Calf, in Horeb made;
And did the Idol Homage pay:
20. Their Glory, to the Likeness, chang'd.
Of a dull Ox, that eateth Hay.

21. Their God, and Saviour, they forgot;
Who had, in Egypt great Things done:
22. Wrought Wonders, in the Land of Ham;
His Terrors, by the Red Sea, shown.
23. He said, he would destroy them quite;
But Moses, then, before him stood.
And fill'd the Breach, to turn his Wrath;
Lest he his Threat'ning should make good.

24. Yea; they the pleasant Land despis'd;
And gave no Credit to his Word:
25. But murmur'd in their Tents; nor heard
The Voice of their most gracious Lord.
26. Then sware he, there, they ne'er should come;
But perish in the Desert Sands:
27. Nations should prey upon their Seed,
And scatter them in distant Lands.

Third Part

28. Yea, they to Baal-Peor joyn'd;
And eat the Off'rings of the dead.
29. These Works did so provoke his Wrath,
The dreadful Plague among them spread.
30. Then Phineas rose, and Judgment wro't;
The Plague was stay'd, the guilty slain.
31. This Justice was in him esteem'd;
His Race the high Rewards did gain.

32. They anger'd him, at Meribah;
That Moses suffer'd for their Sake.
33. For they his Spirit so provok'd,
With unadvised Lips he spake.
34. The Nations they did not destroy;
As God had given them Command.
35. But mingled with the Heathen were,
And learnt the Manners of their Land.

36. Yea, their vain Idol Gods they serv'd;
Which them, in woful Mischief, snar'd.
37. In Sacrifice to Daemons, they,
Their Offspring, cruelly prepar'd.
38. And guiltless Blood they shed; the Blood
Of their own Sons, and Daughters, slain
In Sacrifice to Canaan's Gods;
The Gore did the whole Land distain.

39. Thus greatly were their Souls defil'd,
While they on their own Works were bent;
After their own Inventions, they,
With lustful Hearts, a whoring went.

Fourth Part

40. For this, against his People, flam'd.
The Indignation of the Lord;
That those who, his Inheritance,
Before had been, he now abhor'd.
41. He gave them up to heathen Pow'rs;
Their Haters rul'd with Rods of Steel.
42. Their Foes then greatly them oppress'd;
And made them subject to their Will.

43. He sav'd them oft, but they as oft.
Thro' their bad Counsels, did rebell,
And mov'd his Wrath; until, beneath
The Weight of their own Crimes, they fell.
44. Yet, in the Time of their Distrefss,
His kind Regards to them were shown;
His Bowels with Compassion mov'd.
When e'er he heard their piteous Moan.

45. His Cov'nant he recall'd to Mind;
In his great Goodness did relent.
46. He made them pitied be of all,
Where they, as Captives had been sent.
47. Now save thou us, O Lord, our God,
And from among the Heathen bring;
That we may thank thine holy Name,
And Songs of Praises to Thee sing.

48. Bless'd be Jehovah, Isr'el's God,
Eternally; with one Accord,
Let all the People hearty join,
And say. Amen. Praise ye the Lord.

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First Line: Praise ye the Lord, give Thanks to him
Language: English
Publication Date: 1752
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