Psalm LXXXVIII. Ver. 10. L. Met. Reanimation. (Adapted to the design of humane societies.)

From thee, great Lord of life and death, Do we receive our vital breath; And, at thy sov'reign call, resign That vital breath, that gift divine.

Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? Wilt thou revive the lifeless head? And from the silence of the grave, Wilt thou the wretched victim save?

Such wonders, formerly unknown, Thy providence to us hath shown; To feeble man, thou dost impart The plastic, life-redeeming art.

We bless thee for the skill and power, From death's appearance, to restore; This nice machine of curious frame; And light again the vital flame.

May every life, by thee restor'd, Be consecrated to the Lord; May pious love inspire each breast, Which has thy saving hand confess'd.

Again they must resign their breath, And sink beneath the stroke of death; When from that death they shall revive, May each with thee in glory live.