By A Collection of Hymns

      S.M. Psalm lxvii.
      1 TO bless thy chosen race,
      In mercy, Lord, incline,
      And cause the brightness of thy face
      On all thy saints to shine;

      2 That so thy wondrous way
      May through the world be known;
      While distant lands their tribute pay,
      And thy salvation own.

      3 Let all the nations join
      To celebrate thy fame:
      Yea, let the world, O Lord, combine
      To praise thy glorious name!

      4 O let them shout and sing
      With joy and pious mirth!
      For thou, the righteous Judge and King,
      Shalt govern all the earth.