Sing Psalms unto Him

Give thanks to God

call on His name;

To men His deeds make known.

Sing ye to Him

sing psalms; pro­claim

His won­drous works each one.

Sing ye to Him

sing ye to Him

Sing to Him with a psalm;

Sing ye to Him

sing ye to Him

Sing psalms to Him.

See that ye in His ho­ly name

To glo­ry do ac­cord;

And let the heart of ev­ery one

Rejoice that seeks the Lord.

The Lord Al­migh­ty

and His strength

With stead­fast hearts seek ye:

His blessed and His gra­cious face

Seek ye con­tin­ual­ly.

Think on the works that He hath done

Which ad­mi­ra­tion breed;

His wond­ers

and the judg­ments all

Which from His mouth pro­ceed;

O ye that are of Ab­r’ham’s race

His serv­ant well ap­prov’n;

And ye that Ja­cob’s child­ren are

Whom He chose for His own.

Because He

and He on­ly

is

The migh­ty Lord our God;

And His most right­eous judg­ments are

In all the earth abroad.

His co­ve­nant He re­mem­bered hath

That it may ev­er stand:

To thou­sand ge­ne­ra­tions

The word He did com­mand.

Which co­ve­nant He firm­ly made

With faith­ful Ab­ra­ham

And un­to Is­aac

by His oath

He did re­new the same:

And un­to Jacob

for a law

He made it firm and sure

A co­ve­nant to Is­ra­el

Which ev­er should en­dure.

He said

I’ll give Ca­naan’s land

For her­it­age to you;

While they were strang­ers there

and few

In num­ber very few:

While yet they went from land to land

Without a sure ab­ode;

And while through sun­dry king­doms they

Did wan­der far abroad;

Yet

not­with­stand­ing suf­fered He

No man to do them wrong:

Yea

for their sakes

He did re­prove

Kings

who were great and strong.

Thus did He say

Touch ye not those

That Mine an­oint­ed be

Nor do the pro­phets any harm

That do per­tain to Me.

He called for fa­mine on the land

He brake the staff of bread:

But yet He sent a man be­fore

By whom they should be fed;

Ev’n Joseph

whom un­na­tur­al­ly

Sell for a slave did they;

Whose feet with fet­ters they did hurt

And He in ir­ons lay;

Until the time that His word came

To give him li­ber­ty;

The word and pur­pose of the Lord

Did him in pri­son try.

Then sent the king

and did com­mand

That he en­larged should be:

He that the peo­ple’s rul­er was

Did send to set him free.

A lord to rule his fa­mi­ly

He raised him

as most fit;

To him of all that He pos­sessed

He did the charge com­mit:

That he might at his plea­sure bind

The princ­es of the land;

And he might teach his se­na­tors

Wisdom to un­der­stand.

The peo­ple then of Is­ra­el

Down in­to Egypt came;

And Ja­cob also so­journed

Within the land of Ham.

And He did great­ly by His pow’r

Increase His peo­ple there;

And strong­er than their ene­mies

They by His bless­ing were.

Their heart he turned to en­vy

His folk ma­li­cious­ly

With those that His own serv­ants were

To deal in sub­tle­ty.

His serv­ant Mos­es He did send

Aaron His chos­en one.

By these His signs and won­ders great

In Ham’s land were made known.

Darkness He sent

and made it dark;

His word they did ob­ey.

He turned their wa­ters in­to blood

And He their fish did slay.

The land in plen­ty brought forth frogs

In cham­bers of their kings.

His word all sorts of flies and lice

In all their bor­ders brings.

He hail for rain

and flam­ing fire

Into their land He sent:

And He their vines and fig-trees smote:

Trees of their coasts He rent.

He spake

and ca­ter­pil­lars came

Locusts did much ab­ound;

Which in their land all herbs con­sumed

And all fruits of their ground.

He smote all first-born in their land

Chief of their strength each one.

With gold and sil­ver brought them forth

Weak in their tribes were none.

Egypt was glad when forth they went

Their fear on them did light.

He spread a cloud for co­ver­ing

And fire to shine by night.

They asked

and He brought quails: with bread

Of Heav’n He filled them.

He op­ened rocks

floods gushed and ran

In de­serts like a stream.

For on his ho­ly pro­mise He

And serv­ant Ab­r’ham

thought.

With joy His peo­ple

His elect

With glad­ness

forth he brought.

And un­to them the plea­sant lands

He of the hea­then gave;

That of the peo­ple’s la­bor they

Inheritance might have.

That they His sta­tutes might ob­serve

According to His word;

And that they might His laws ob­ey.

Give praise un­to the Lord.

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