Psalms 106-107

Psalm 106 (2 of 2)

1 GOD of eternal love, How fickle are our ways! And yet how oft did Israel prove Thy constancy of grace!

2 They saw Thy wonders wrought, And then Thy praise they sung; But soon Thy works of power forgot, And murmur'd with their tongue.

3 Now they believe His Word, While rocks with rivers flow;

Now with their lusts provoke the Lord, And He reduced them low.

4 Yet when they mourn'd their faults, He hearken'd to their groans;

Brought His own covenant to his thoughts, And call'd them still His sons.

5 Their names were in His book;

He saved them from their foes:

Oft He chastised, but ne'er forsook The people that He chose.

6 Let Israel bless the Lord, Who loved their ancient race; And Christians join the solemn word, Amen, to all the praise.

Isaac Watts, 1719

Psalm 107 (1 of 2)

1 O GIVE thanks unto the Lord, Praise His name with one accord;

Tell the wonders of His power, Praise His goodness every hour.

2 Let His ransom'd church begin, Whom He hath redeem'd from sin, Gather'd from the east and west, North and south, to enter rest.

3 Through the wilderness they stray, In a solitary way;

Hungry, thirsty, tried and faint;

God attends to their complaint.

4 Led by Him from day to day, Right, although mysterious way, To His city they shall come, Habitation, rest, and home.

5 Oh that men would praise the Lord, While His goodness they record;

All His wondrous works rehearse, Who redeem'd them from the curse.

Joseph Irons, 1847.

Psalm 107 (2 of 2)

1 1 HOW are Thy servants blest, O Lord!

How sure is their defence!

Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence.

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air.

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will! The sea that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still.

5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we adore;

We praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more.

6 Our life, while Thou preservest life, A sacrifice shall be; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee.

Joseph Addison, 1712