Psalm 100

Ye sons of men, lift up your voice,
Ye nations of the earth, rejoice,
In God rejoice with one accord!
Bow all your hearts before His face.
Adore Him for creating grace.
And shout and sing to Christ the Lord.

Know, that the Lord is God alone;
He made and claims us for His own,
His creatures for Himself design'd;
We are the sheep of IsraeVs fold,
The flock He hath redeem'd of old;
His people now is all mankind.

O enter then His courts with praise,
Press to the channels of His grace,
With joyful thanks your God proclaim:
Give Him the glory of His love.
And praise Him, like the hosts above,
And bless His all-redeeming name.

Praise Him, the faithful Lord and good!
His mercy hath for ages stood;
His mercy stands for ever sure:
His steadfast truth shall never fail,
His word and oath unchangeable
Through all eternity endure.
Hear, O Lord, my bitter cry,
Regard my sad complaint!
Do not Thou Thy help deny
When most Thy help I want!
Hide not Thou Thy face from me,
Thine ear in tender mercy bow,
Hearken while I call on Thee,
Relieve, relieve me now.
All my days like smoke expire
In vanity and sin;
Sin as a consuming fire
I find shut up within:
Droops my heart, as grass cut down.
No more my nature's wants I heed;
Groaning underneath Thy frown,
My tears are all my bread.
Worn away with endless pain,
My strength is lost and gone;
In the desert I complain,
Forgotten and alone;
As the boding bird of night
I sit, disdaining all relief.
Far removed from human sight.
And brooding o'er my grief.
Still my foes with rage and scorn
Pursue my misery;
Madly hath their malice sworn

vent itself on me;
Me, alas! distress'd, dismay'd,
O'erAvhelm'd with sins, and griefs, and fears!
Ashes are my only bread.
And all my drink is tears.
Crush'd beneath Thine anger, I
My alter'd state bemoan.
Whom Thy mercy raised so high
Thy justice hath cast down.
Fleets my life's declining hour,
And swifter than a shadow flies,
Scarce so soon the short-lived flower
Withers away and dies.
But my God is still the same,
And shall for ever be.
One unchangeable I AM
Through all eternity.
Stands Thy love upon record.
Thy truth immovably secure!
All Thy faithful mercies, Lord,
From age to age endure.
Thou shalt, to Thy promise just,
Arise Thy church to build.
Lift her up out of the dust;
The time is now fulfill'd:
Weeping o'er her scatter'd stones.
Thy servants by her ruins stay.
Thy own Spirit groans their groans.
And bids Thee come away.
Then the Gentile world shall praise,
And bow to Jesu's name;
All the kings of earth His grace
And glory shall proclaim:
When the Lord His church shall rear.
He all His mercy shall display.
Glorious in His saints appear,
And bring the perfect day.
Then He shall regard the cries
Of His poor desolate one;
Seem no more to slight his sighs,
But answ'cr every groan:
Him who comforts all that mourn
The sacred annals shall record,
That the people yet unborn
Might praise and love the Lord.
ID From His high and holy place
The Saviour hath look'd down;
Seen from heaven the earthborn race
Who groan'd beneath His frown;
He hath heard their mournful cry,
And loosed the hopeless prisoner's chain;
Whom His justice doom'd to die
His love revives again.

Them His love delights to spare,
That they His praise may show,
Joyfully His name declare.
Throughout His church below;
When the Gentiles are brought in.
And all obey the gospel-word,
Slaves no more to hell and sin,
But servants of the Lord!

I, alas! was hastening on
To see the glorious day;
But the Lord hath brought me down,
And weaken'd in the way;
Failing in the doubtful strife,
I part with my extorted hope,
Ready to despair of life,
And give the promise up.

"Spare me, O my God!" I said;
"Nor yet from earth remove.
Young in life, unsaved, unfreed,
A stranger to Thy love:
Take me not in wrath away,
But let me know Thy saving name,
Jesus now, and yesterday,
And evermore, the same.

"Thou, the unbeginning Word,
Hast earth's foundations laid
Thee the heavens declare their Lord,
Whose hands have all things made
They again shall own Thee God,
And nature's works shall all expire,
orlds created by Thy nod
Shall perish by Thy fire.

"Folded as a garment, they
Shall soon be cast aside;
Heaven and earth shall pass away,
But Thou shalt still abide,
Changing all things at Thy will;
The' omnipotent Jehovah Thou,
God supreme, unchangeable,
Through one eternal Now!

"Thou, with all that keep Thy word,
Shalt evermore endure;
Stablish'd in their faithful Lord,
Their seed shall stand secure;
Stand, and walk with Thee in light,
The pillars that no more remove.
Pure, and spotless in Thy sight.
And perfected in love."
PSALM cm. (in part.)