5. The pity of the Lord To those who fear His name Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 6. Our days are as the grass Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field, It withers in an hour. 7. But Thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children’s children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719. 78 L. M. Before Jehovah’s awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create and He destroy. 2. His sov’reign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. 3. We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame. What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name? 4. We’ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5. Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand When rolling years shall cease to move. Isaac Watts, 1719, a. 79 L. M. From all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator’s praise arise; Let the Redeemer’s name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends Thy Word; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more. 3. Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; In songs of praise divinely sing; The great salvation loud proclaim And shout for joy the Savior’s name. 4. In every land begin the song; To every land the strains belong; In cheerful sounds all voices raise And fill the world with loudest praise. Isaac Watts, 1719. 80 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 The Lord hath helped me hitherto By His surpassing favor; His mercies ev’ry morn were new, His kindness did not waver. God hitherto hath been my Guide, Hath pleasures hitherto supplied, And hitherto hath helped me. 2. I praise and thank Thee, Lord, my God, For Thine abundant blessing, Which heretofore Thou hast bestowed And I am still possessing. Inscribe this on my memory: The Lord hath done great things for me And graciously hath helped me.