Psalms 100-102

Psalm 100 (4 of 4)

1 YE nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King, Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues His glory sing.

2 The Lord is God; 'tis He alone Doth life, and breath, and being give:

We are His work, and not our own, The sheep that on His pastures live.

3 Enter His gates with songs of joy, With praises to His courts repair; And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honours there.

4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;

Great is His grace, His mercy sure; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

Psalm 101

1 LORD, when I lift my voice to Thee, To whom all praise belongs, Thy justice and Thy love shall be The subject of my songs.

2 Let wisdom o'er my heart preside, To lead my steps aright, And make Thy perfect law my guide, Thy service my delight.

3 All sinful ways I will abhor, All wicked men forsake; And only those who love Thy law For my companions take.

4 Lord! that I may not go astray, Thy constant grace impart; When wilt Thou come to point my way, And fix my roving heart?

William Hiley Bathurst, 1831

Psalm 102 (1 of 2)

1 HEAR me, O God, nor hide Thy face, But answer, lest I die;

Hast Thou not built a throne of grace, To hear when sinners cry?

2 My days are wasted like the smoke, Dissolving in the air; My strength is dried, my heart is broke, And sinking in despair.

3 Sense can afford no real joy To souls that feel Thy frown;

Lord, 'twas Thy hand advanced me high, Thy hand hath cast me down.

4 But Thou for ever art the same, O my eternal God!

Ages to come shall know Thy name, And spread Thy works abroad.

5 Thou wilt arise and show Thy face; Nor will my Lord delay Beyond the appointed hour of grace, That long expected day.

Isaac Watts, 1719.