Third PART

The many Idol Gods ador'd, By all the Heathen Bands, Are Gold, and Silver, shining Dust; The Labour of Men's Hands. Their Mouths no Pow'r of Speech retain, And sightless are their Eyes. Their Ears are deaf; no vital Breath Their Mouth, or Breast, supplies. All those that make such Idols vain, And Homage to them pay; Who put their Trust in them for Help, As sensless are as they. O House of Isr'el, bless the Lord; O A'ron's, praise his Name. The Lord, O House of Levi, bless; Ye Just, his Praise proclaim. O let Iehovah blessed be, From Sion, with Accord, Who dwelleth in Ierusalem, Sing Praises to the Lord.