376. Enduring Mercy. Psalm 136. 7s.
Praise Jehovah
for His love,
God of gods,
enthroned above;
Praise the mighty
King of kings,
Who alone doth
wondrous things;
For His mercy
doth endure,
Ever faithful,
ever sure.
God by wisdom
framed the skies,
Made the earth
from ocean rise,
Gave the sun by
day for light,
Moon and stars to
rule the night;
For His mercy
doth endure,
Ever faithful,
ever sure.
He made Egypt's
greatness vain,
Caused their
firstborn to be slain,
Brought forth
Israel from their land,
Stretching out
His mighty hand;
For His mercy
doth endure,
Ever faithful,
ever sure.
God the sea
asunder clave,
Brought His
people through the wave,
Drowned their
foes beneath the deep,
Through the
desert led His sheep;
For His mercy
doth endure,
Ever faithful,
ever sure.
Mighty kings of
mighty name
He destroyed and
put to shame,
Made their land a
heritage
For His saints
from age to age;
For His mercy
doth endure,
Ever faithful,
ever sure.
God remembered
all our woe,
Rescued us from
every foe,
Food to all He
doth supply,
Praise the Lord
enthroned on high;
For His mercy
doth endure,
Ever faithful,
ever sure.
377. Divine Love. Psalm 136. L.M.
O thank the Lord,
the Lord of love,
O thank the God,
all gods above;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
O thank the
mighty King of kings,
Whose arm has
done such wondrous things;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
His wisdom gave
the heavens their birth,
And on the waters
spread the earth;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
He taught yon
glorious lights their way,
He made the sun
to rule the day;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
He set the moon,
with milder light,
And shining stars
to rule the night;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
He thought on us
amid our woes,
And rescued us
from all our foes;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
Give thanks to
heaven's Almighty King,
Who daily feeds
each living thing;
His tender
mercies ever sure
To all eternity
endure.
378. The Unfailing Mercy
of God. Psalm 136. 8s and 7s.
Give thanks to
God, for good is He,
His grace abideth
ever;
To Him all praise
and glory be,
His mercy faileth
never.
His wondrous
works with praise record,
His grace abideth
ever;
The only God, the
sovereign Lord,
Whose mercy
faileth never.
His wisdom made
the heavens to be,
His grace abideth
ever;
He spread the
earth above the sea,
His mercy faileth
never.
Praise Him Whose
sun doth bring the day,
His grace abideth
ever;
The moon and
stars His might display,
Whose mercy
faileth never.
He helped us in
our deepest woes,
His grace abideth
ever;
He ransomed us
from all our foes,
His mercy faileth
never.
Each creature's
need doth He supply,
His grace abideth
ever;
Give thanks to
God, enthroned on high,
Whose mercy
faileth never.
379. Memories of Zion. Psalm 137. L.M.
By Babel's
streams we sat and wept,
For memory still
to Zion clung;
The winds alone
our harpstrings swept,
That on the
drooping willows hung.
There our rude
captors, flushed with pride,
A song required
to mock our wrongs;
Our spoilers
called for mirth and cried,
Come, sing us one
of Zion's songs.
Not songs but
sighs to us belong
When Zion's walls
in ruin lie;
How shall we sing
Jehovah's song
While in an alien
land we die?
O Zion fair,
God's holy hill,
Wherein our God
delights to dwell,
Let my right hand
forget her skill
If I forget to
love thee well.
If I do not
remember thee,
Then let my
tongue from utterance cease,
If any earthly
joy to me
Be dear as Zion's
joy and peace.
Remember, Lord,
the dreadful day
Of Zion's cruel
overthrow;
How happy he who
shall repay
The bitter hatred
of her foe.
380. Remembrance of
Church Privileges. Psalm 137. 10s.
By Babel's
riverside we sat in tears,
Remembering
Zion's pride in former years,
While on the
weeping willows there were hung
The harps our
grief had silenced and unstrung.
For they who led
us there a captive throng
Required that we
prepare for them a song;
Yea, there our
captors asked for mirth and praise,
Required a song
of Zion's happy days.
O how shall we
thus sing at their command
Songs of the
Lord, our King, in this strange land?
O Zion, if I e'er
forget thy woe,
Let my right hand
its skill no longer know.
Yea, let my
tongue, I pray, all silent be,
If I do not alway
remember thee;
If I prefer not
thee, though in thy grief,
Above all other
joys my very chief.
381. Exultation in God. Psalm 138. L.M.
With grateful
heart my thanks I bring,
Before the great
Thy praise I sing;
I worship in Thy
holy place
And praise Thee
for Thy truth and grace;
For truth and
grace together shine
In Thy most holy
word divine.
I cried to Thee
and Thou didst save,
Thy word of grace
new courage gave;
The kings of
earth shall thank Thee, Lord,
For they have
heard Thy wondrous word;
Yea, they shall
come with songs of praise,
For great and
glorious are Thy ways.
O Lord, enthroned
in glory bright,
Thou reignest in
the heavenly height;
The proud in vain
Thy favor seek,
But Thou hast
mercy for the meek;
Through trouble
though my pathway be,
Thou wilt revive
and strengthen me.
Thou wilt stretch
forth Thy mighty arm
To save me when
my foes alarm;
The work Thou
hast for me begun
Shall by Thy
grace be fully done;
Forever mercy
dwells with Thee;
O Lord, my Maker,
think on me.
382. A Vision of God. Psalm 139. L.M.
Lord, Thou hast
searched me, and dost know
Where'er I rest,
where'er I go;
Thou knowest all
that I have planned,
And all my ways
are in Thy hand.
My words from
Thee I cannot hide,
I feel Thy power
on every side;
O wondrous
knowledge, awful might,
Unfathomed depth,
unmeasured height!
Where can I go
apart from Thee,
Or whither from
Thy presence flee?
In heaven? it is
Thy dwelling fair;
In death's abode?
lo, Thou art there.
If I the wings of
morning take,
And far away my
dwelling make,
The hand that
leadeth me is Thine,
And my support
Thy power divine.
If deepest
darkness cover me,
The darkness
hideth not from Thee;
To Thee both
night and day are bright,
The darkness
shineth as the light.
383. The Lord Our Maker. Psalm 139. L.M.
All that I am I
owe to Thee,
Thy wisdom, Lord,
hath fashioned me;
I give my Maker
thankful praise,
Whose wondrous
works my soul amaze.
Ere into being I
was brought,
Thy eye did see,
and in Thy thought
My life in all
its perfect plan
Was ordered ere
my days began.
Thy thoughts, O
God, how manifold,
More precious
unto me than gold!
I muse on their
infinity,
Awaking I am
still with Thee.
The wicked Thou
wilt surely slay,
From me let
sinners turn away;
They speak
against the Name divine,
I count God's
enemies as mine.
Search me, O God,
my heart discern,
Try me, my inmost
thought to learn;
And lead me, if
in sin I stray,
To choose the
everlasting way.
384. The Searcher of
Hearts. Psalm 139. C.M.
O Lord, my inmost
heart and thought
Thy searching eye
doth see;
Where'er I rest,
where'er I go,
My ways are known
to Thee.
Each spoken word,
each silent thought,
Thou, Lord, dost
understand;
Before me and
behind art Thou,
Restraining by
Thy hand.
If I the wings of
morning take
To some remotest
land,
Still I shall be
upheld by Thee
And guided by Thy
hand.
From Thee, O
Lord, I cannot hide,
Though darkness
cover me;
The darkness and
the light of day
Are both alike to
Thee.
Search me, O God,
and know my heart,
Try me, my
thoughts to know;
O lead me, if in
sin I stray,
In paths of life
to go.
385. Peril and Prayer. Psalm 140. 7s
and 6s.
Deliver me from
evil,
Preserve me,
Lord, from wrong;
Against the foes
that gather
Be Thou my helper
strong.
From those who
plot to hurt me
And spread their
treacherous snare
Preserve me,
Lord, and keep me
Safeguarded in
Thy care.
O Lord, I have
confessed Thee
To be my God
alone;
O hear my
supplication
And be Thy mercy
shown;
O God the Lord,
my Saviour,
My shield amid
the strife,
Let not the
wicked triumph
Who plot against
my life.
Let evil smite
the evil
And cause their
overthrow;
The needy and
afflicted
The Lord will
help, I know;
Thy saints,
redeemed from evil,
Their thanks to
Thee shall give;
The righteous and
the upright
Shall in Thy
presence live.
386. Prayerful Desire. Psalm 141. L.M.
O Lord, make
haste to hear my cry,
To Thee I call,
on Thee rely;
Incline to me a
gracious ear,
And, when I call,
in mercy hear.
When in the
morning unto Thee
I lift my voice
and bring my plea,
Then let my
prayer as incense rise
To God enthroned
above the skies.
When unto Thee I
look and pray
With lifted hands
at close of day,
Then as the
evening sacrifice
Let my request
accepted rise.
Guard Thou my
thoughts, I Thee implore,
And of my lips
keep Thou the door;
Nor leave my
sinful heart to stray
Where evil
footsteps lead the way.
O righteous God,
Thy chastisement,
Though sent
through foes, in love is sent;
Though grievous,
it will profit me,
A healing
ointment it shall be.
While wickedness
my foes devise,
To Thee my
constant prayer shall rise;
When their
injustice is o'erthrown
My gentleness
shall still be shown.
Brought nigh to
death and sore distressed,
O Lord, my God,
in Thee I rest;
Forsake me not, I
look to Thee,
Let me Thy great
salvation see.
Themselves
entangled in their snare,
Their own defeat
my foes prepare;
O keep me, Lord,
nor let me fall,
Protect and lead
me safe through all.
387. Our Only Saviour. Psalm 142. L.M.
To God my earnest
voice I raise,
To God my voice
imploring prays;
Before His face
my grief I show
And tell my
trouble and my woe.
When gloom and
sorrow compass me,
The path I take
is known to Thee,
And all the toils
that foes do lay
To snare Thy
servant in his way.
All unprotected,
lo, I stand,
No friendly
guardian at my hand,
No place of
flight or refuge near,
And none to whom
my soul is dear.
O Lord, my
Saviour, now to Thee,
Without a hope
besides, I flee,
To Thee, my
shelter from the strife,
My portion in the
land of life.
Be Thou my help
when troubles throng,
For I am weak and
foes are strong;
My captive soul
from prison bring,
And thankful
praises I will sing.
The righteous
then shall gather round
To share the
blessing I have found,
Their hearts made
glad because they see
How richly God
has dealt with me.
388. Christ our Refuge
and Portion. Psalm 142. L.M.
To Thee, O Lord,
I humbly cry,
To Thee my
supplication make,
To Thee I bring
my sad complaint,
To Thee my bitter
grief I take.
Thou knowest,
Lord, my deep distress,
The lonely path,
the hidden snare,
How refuge
faileth, friends forsake,
And no man for my
soul doth care.
My prayer is unto
Thee, O Lord,
No refuge but in
Thee I know,
No portion but in
Thee I find;
Lord, in my need
Thy mercy show.
Be Thou my
Saviour, O my Lord,
For I am weak and
foes are strong;
My captive soul
from prison bring,
And glad shall be
my thankful song.
Around me shall
the righteous throng,
And crowned with
joy Thy saints shall be,
Their hearts made
glad because the Lord
In richest grace
hath dealt with me.
389. Contrite Trust. Psalm 143. 6s.
Lord, hear me in
distress,
Regard my
suppliant cry,
And in Thy
faithfulness
And righteousness
reply.
In judgment do
not cause
Thy servant to be
tried;
Before Thy holy
laws
No man is
justified.
The enemy has
sought
My soul in dust
to tread;
To darkness I am
brought,
Forgotten as the
dead.
My spirit,
crushed with grief,
Is sad and
overborne;
My heart finds no
relief,
But desolate I
mourn.
Recalling former
days
And all Thy
wondrous deeds,
The memory of Thy
ways
To hope and
comfort leads.
To Thee I stretch
my hands,
Let me not plead
in vain;
I wait as weary
lands
Wait for
refreshing rain.
My failing spirit
see,
O Lord, to me
make haste;
Hide not Thy face
from me,
Lest bitter death
I taste.
O let the morn
return,
Let mercy light
my day;
For Thee in faith
I yearn,
O guide me in the
way.
Lord, save me
from my foe,
To Thee for help
I flee;
Teach me Thy way
to know,
I have no God but
Thee.
By Thy good
Spirit led
From trouble and
distress,
My erring feet
shall tread
The path of
uprightness.
O Lord, for Thy
Name's sake
Revive my
fainting heart;
My soul from
trouble take,
For just and true
Thou art.
Remove my enemy,
My cruel foe
reward;
In mercy rescue
me
Who am Thy
servant, Lord.
390. Earnest Desire and
Supplication. Psalm 143. 6s.
Lord, hear me in
distress,
Regard my
suppliant cry,
And in Thy
faithfulness
And righteousness
reply.
In judgment do
not cause
Thy servant to be
tried;
Before Thy holy
laws
No man is
justified.
To Thee I stretch
my hands,
Let me not plead
in vain;
I wait as weary
lands
Wait for
refreshing rain.
O let the morn
return,
Let mercy light
my day;
For Thee in faith
I yearn,
O guide me in the
way.
By Thy good
Spirit led
From trouble and
distress,
My erring feet
shall tread
The path of
uprightness.
O Lord, for Thy
Name's sake
Revive my
fainting heart;
My soul from
trouble take,
For just and true
Thou art.
391. Reliance and
Supplication. Psalm 143. C.M.
When morning
lights the eastern skies,
O Lord, Thy mercy
show;
On Thee alone my
hope relies,
Let me Thy
kindness know.
Teach me the way
that I should go;
I lift my soul to
Thee;
For refuge from
the cruel foe
To Thee, O Lord,
I flee.
Thou art my God,
to Thee I pray,
Teach me Thy will
to heed;