By A Collection of Hymns

      L.M. Psalm cxviii.
      1 FROM all that dwell below the skies
      Let the Creator's praise arise:
      Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
      Through every land, by every tongue.

      2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
      Eternal truth attends thy word:
      Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
      Till suns shall rise and set no more.