Classic Poem

1.

Lift your voice, and thankful sing
Praises to your heav'nly King;
For his Blessings far extend,
And his Mercy knows no end.

2.

Be the Lord your only theme,
Who of Gods is God supreme;
For his Blessings, &c.

3.

He to whom All Lords beside
Bow the knee, and vail their pride;
For his Blessings, &c.

4.

Who asserts his just Command
By the Wonders of his hand;
For his, &c.

5.

He, whose Wisdom, thron'd on high,
Built the Mansions of the sky;
For his, &c.

6.

He, who bade the watry Deep
Under Earth's foundation sleep;
For his, &c.

7.

And the Orbs that gild the pole
Through the boundless Æther roll;
For his, &c.

8.

Thee, O Sun, whose pow'rful ray
Rules the Empire of the Day;
For his, &c.

9.

You, O Moon and Stars, whose light
Breaks the horrors of the Night;
For his, &c.

10.

When his vengeful wrath he shed,
Egypt mourn'd her Firstborn dead;
For his, &c.

11.

Thence by Him from bondage freed
March'd all Israel 's chosen seed;
For his, &c.

12.

While his mighty hand he rear'd,
And his outstretch'd arm appear'd;
For his, &c.

13.

Aw'd by Him, from side to side,
Lo, th' obedient Deeps divide;
For his, &c.

14.

At his word the billows stay,
Part, and give his People way;
For his, &c.

15.

At his word again they close
O'er the head of Jacob 's foes;
For his, &c.

16.

Safe in his Almighty aid
Israel o'er the Desert stray'd;
For his, &c.

17.

Kings, unable to withstand,
Felt the vengeance of his hand;
For his, &c.

18.

Chiefs for hardiest deeds renown'd
Prostrate fell, and bit the ground;
For his, &c.

19.

Sibon fierce, who forth to fight
Led the harness'd Amorite ;
For his, &c.

20.

Mightiest Og , beneath whose sway
Basan 's fertile region lay;
For his, &c.

21.

These he slew, and from their hands
Took the forfeit of their Lands;
For his, &c.

22.

Lands, which erst by promise due,
Sons of Jacob , fell to You;
For his, &c.

23.

On our sorrows from on high
He with pity cast an eye;
For his, &c.

24.

In our battles o'er each head
He the shield of safety spread;
For his, &c.

25.

He with food sustains, O Earth,
All who claim from Thee their birth;
For his, &c.

26.

Lift your voice, and thankful sing
Praise to Heav'n's eternal King;
For his Blessings far extend,
And his Mercy knows no end.