5 He cuts the bars of brass in two, And lets the smiling prisoners thro’; Takes off the load of guilt and grief, And gives the labouring soul relief.

6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord!  How great his works! how kind his ways!  Let every tongue pronounce his praise.

Psalm 107:3.  Third Part. 
Intemperance punished and pardoned; or,
A psalm for the glutton and the drunkard.

1 Vain man, on foolish pleasures bent,
Prepares for his own punishment;
What pains, what loathsome maladies
From luxury and lust arise!

2 The drunkard feels his vitals waste, Yet drowns his health to please his taste; Till all his active powers are lost, And fainting life draws near the dust.

3 The glutton groans and loathes to eat,
His soul abhors delicious meat;
Nature, with heavy loads opprest,
Would yield to death to be releas’d.

4 Then how the frighted sinners fly To God for help with earnest cry!  He hears their groans, prolongs their breath, And saves them from approaching death,

5 No med’cines could effect the cure
So quick, so easy, or so sure: 
The deadly sentence God repeals,
He sends his sovereign word, and heals,

6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord!  And let their thankful offerings prove How they adore their Maker’s love.

Psalm 107:4.  Fourth Part.  L. M.
Deliverance from storms, and
shipwreck; or, The Seaman’s song.

1 Would you behold the works of God,
His wonders in the world abroad,
Go with the mariners, and trace
The unknown regions of the seas.

2 They leave their native shores behind,
And seize the favour of the wind,
Till God command, and tempests rise
That heave the ocean to the skies.

3 Now to the heavens they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful deeps again; What strange affrights young sailors feel, And like a staggering drunkard reel!

4 When land is far, and death is nigh,
Lost to all hope, to God they cry;
His mercy hears the loud address,
And sends salvation in distress.

5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage;
The furious waves forget their rage;
’Tis calm; and sailors smile to see
The haven where they wish’d to be.

6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord!  Let them their private offerings bring, And in the church his glory sing.

Psalm 107:5.  Fourth Part.  C. M.
The Mariner’s psalm.

1 Thy works of glory, mighty Lord,
Thy wonders in the deeps,
The sons of courage shall record
Who trade in floating ships.

2 At thy command the winds arise,
And swell the towering waves;
The men astonish’d mount the skies
And sink in gaping graves.

3 [Again they climb the watery hills,
And plunge in deeps again;
Each like a tottering drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain.