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O'er Egypt's host the tide did sweep ;-
They sunk, as lead, in mighty deep!
2 Then they believ'd his word,
And bless'd his holy name;
In songs they praise the Lord,
His works of might proclaim;
But soon, alas, forget his power,
And madly trespass more and more!

3 Full oft the Lord did hear,
When in their wo they cry;
Full oft did He appear

To bring salvation nigh:

f Let us, O Lord, thy mercy know, And let our praises ceaseless flow!

ALLEN.

FOURTH VERSION.—6 & 4. Oakham. Italian Hymn.

God praised for his Mercy.

1 GIVE thanks to God above,
Exhaustless source of love
In ages past;

His word is ever sure,
His mercy shall endure,
And good men shall assure,
While time shall last.

2 Who can his deeds express,
Mighty and numberless,
His deeds of grace?

The holy seers of old

Did in dim sketch unfold

His scheme of love untold
In Jesus' face.

aff 3 O Lord! how blest are they,
Who all thy laws obey,
And mercy know?-

As Thou didst set them free,

In mercy visit me,

Give me true liberty,

And joy bestow!

4 Thy people's hope and weal

Unto

my soul reveal

In thy great love!

Then I with them shall rise,
In sweet and glad surprise,
To dwell in yonder skies,—
In heav'n above!

ALLEN.

107. FIRST VER.-L. M. Nottaway. Rothwell.

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Israel led to Canaan.

1 GIVE 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 In their distress when Israel cried,
God was their Savior and their guide;
He led their march far wand'ring round
'T was the right path to Canaan's ground.
3 So, when our first release we gain
From sin's own yoke and Satan's chain,
We have a desert to pass through,
With perils, such as Israel knew.

4 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!

5 0, let us then with joy record

The truth and goodness of the Lord!

How great his works? How kind his ways?— f Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise! WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Bernard. Appleton.
Nations and Individuals corrected for Sin.

mp 1 THE prosp'rous nation is brought low,
Affliction bends them to the dust;
Chasten'd for sin, they bondage know,
And find, that God on high is just.

2 Proud princes sink down into shame,
And wander in a desert path;
Dishonoring God's holy name,

They see his pow'r, they feel his wrath.

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3 Yet He the poor doth set on high,
Their troubles and their griefs removes;
He guards them with his watchful eye,
And richly blesses them, He loves.

4 For this shall not good men rejoice,
And scorners shrink in shame away?
O, praise the Lord with joyful voice,
And all his holy laws obey!

ALLEN.

THIRD VERSION.-L. M. Walton. Uxbridge. God punishing and rewarding.

1 RIVERS into a wilderness,

The water-springs into dry ground,
A fruitful land to barrenness

The Lord doth change, where sins abound.
2 The wilderness into a pool,

The dry ground into water-springs,
Clear, as the crystal, deep and cool,—
He changeth, when his love He brings.
3 And there He makes the hungry dwell,
That they a city fair may build;

Their fields and vineyards, nurtur'd well,
The fruits of increase amply yield.

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The renovating pow'r of God!

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That streams of life o'er earth might flow,
And spread salvation's joys abroad!

ALLEN

FOURTH VERSION.-78. Wilmot Kimball..
Praise to God for his Faithfulness.

mf 1 PRAISE the Lord, for He is good;
Firmly has his mercy stood,
And his promise is secure ;—
Firm his mercy shall endure.

2 Say, ye ransom'd of the Lord,
Who have known his faithful word,-
Is his promise insecure?

Fails his mercy to endure?

3 Once ye stray'd in desert wide ;

Fainting, to the Lord ye cried;

Then the Lord rebuk'd your grief,
And his mercy brought relief.

mf 4 0, that men would praise the Lord
For his good and faithful word,
For his works of grace and love,
Leading men to heav'n above!

ALLEN.

FIFTH VERSION.-C. M. St. Martin's. Mear. The Sailor's Psalm.

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1 SEAMEN, who plough the wat❜ry field,
And ocean harvest reap,

Oft see the pow'r of God reveal'd,
When tempests lash the deep.

2 The gallant ship, in proud array,
Spreads her white wings and flies;
O'er the blue desert steers her way,
Beneath unclouded skies.

3 But soon she feels the raging gale ;-
Dark clouds rush through the air,

Fierce dashing waves her strength assail,
And fearful lightnings glare!

4 She mounts on mighty wave so steep,
Her topmast strikes the sky ;-
Then down she plunges in the deep,
Where unknown monsters lie.

5 The shipmen reel now to and fro,
As heaving billows rock;

Their hopeless eyes around they throw,
And dread the whelming shock.

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The rage of foaming wave,

Whose word can hush the tempest's yell,
And from dark ruin save!

ALLEN.

SIXTH VERSION.-C. M. St. Martin's. Mear.

The Sailor's Psalm,

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Who thunders from the sky,

Who launches forth the bolts of light,
And lifts the billows high,-

2 To Him the shipmen, in their grief,
Their earnest pray'r address,—

aff "Save us, O Lord! O give relief,
And bring from deep distress!"

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3 God hears their cry ;-and straight the roar
Of howling tempest dies ;-

The swelling surges dash no more,—
Sweet blushes tinge the skies.

4 0, what a breathing time is then!
When sea, like infant, sleeps,

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The ship her course soon keeps.

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5 The fav'ring wind swells ev'ry sail,
But storms no more annoy ;-
At last their port the seamen hail,
And enter it with joy!

6 Seamen! praise God; and ev'ry day
Your course to heav'n shape well;
Nor give the raging passions sway,
Which wreck the soul in hell.

ALLEN.

SEVENTH VER.-S. M. Westminster. St. Thomas.

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The Seaman's Psalm.

1 AS ocean-trav'llers free

Their untrod path-way keep,

The mighty works of God they see,
His wonders in the deep.

2 For at his word the wind

Doth lift his angry voice:

God doth the raging storm unbind,
Then crested waves rejoice!

3 Up to the sky they're borne,
Then to the deep plung'd low;
With dark despair their heart is torn,
Now reeling to and fro!

4 Then to the Lord they cry,
Mid all their sad affright,

And God doth hear them in the sky,
And saves them by his might!