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Join all thy powers, O my soul

Join all thy powers, O my soul

Author: John Barnard
Published in 1 hymnal

Representative Text

1. Join all thy powers, O my soul,
God's holy name to bless.
2. The Lord bless, O my soul; forget
None of his acts of grace.
3. 'Tis he doth all thy sins forgive;
And sicknesses remove.
4. He from the grave redeems thy life;
And crowns thee with his Love.

5. He fills thy mouth with good; thy youth,
As the eagle's, he renews.
6. judgment, and justice, for the oppressed,
The Lord himself pursues.
7. His ways, to Moses, he made known;
His acts to Israel's race.
8. The Lord is good, and kind; he's slow
To wrath, but full of grace.

9. He will not always chide; nor mark
Forever, when we swerve.
10. He chastens not for every crime;
For none as we deserve.
11. The height of heaven's extended arch
Above this early frame,
Is far exceeded by his grace,
To them that fear his name.

12. Far as the east is from the west;
So far, his pardoning love
Doth, our transgressions manifold,
Distant, from us, remove.

Second Part

13. A father pities his young son;
So doth the Lord the just.
14. He knows how feeble is our frame,
Remembers we are dust.
15. Man's days like grass; he flourisheth,
As a field flower new blown.
16. The wind sweeps o'er, it disappears;
It's place no more is known.

17. But, Lord, thy mercy ever was,
And ever will endure,
To them that fear thee; and thy truth
To children's children's sure:
18. To such as keep his covenant,
And his commands obey.
19. The Lord, in heaven prepared his throne;
O'er all extends his wway.

20. Ye holy angels, mighty powers,
Bless ye Jehovah still;
Who hear his voice attentively,
And constant do his will.
21. Bless God, his hosts, and Ministers,
That do his pleasure whole.
22. Through his wide empire, bless the Lord;
The Lord bless, O my soul.

A New Version of the Psalms of David, 1752

Author: John Barnard

John Barnard, born in Boston, Nov. 6, 1681; in 1752 made a version of psalms with the music; settled at Marblehead; introduced new music ther; died Jan 14, 1770, aged 89. A Dictionary of Musical Information by John W. Moore, Boston: Oliver, Ditson & Company, 1876  Go to person page >

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First Line: Join all thy powers, O my soul
Author: John Barnard
Place of Origin: Marblehead, Massachusetts
Language: English


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A New Version of the Psalms of David #181

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