By A Collection of Hymns

      6-8s. Psalm ix.
      1 THEE will I praise with all my heart,
      And tell mankind how good thou art,
      How marvellous thy works of grace;
      Thy name I will in songs record,
      And joy and glory in my Lord,
      Extolled above all thanks and praise.

      2 The Lord will save his people here;
      In times of need their Help is near,
      To all by sin and hell oppressed;
      And they that know thy name will trust
      In thee, who to thy promise just
      Hast never left a soul distressed.

      3 The Lord is by his judgments known;
      He helps his poor afflicted one,
      His sorrows all he bears in mind;
      The mourner shall not always weep,
      Who sows in tears in joy shall reap,
      With grief who seeks with joy shall find.

      4 A helpless soul that looks to thee
      Is sure at last thy face to see,
      And all thy goodness to partake;
      The sinner who for thee doth grieve,
      And longs, and labours to believe,
      Thou never, never wilt forsake.