251. ALL hail the power of Jesus' name: Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, And crown Him Lord of all. Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Hail Him, who saves you by His grace, Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget Let every tribe and every tongue E. PERRONET, 1777 (recast 1780). 252. HARK, my soul, how everything Strives to serve our bounteous King: Sings its part, and then obeys. Nature's chief and sweetest quire Though their voices lower be, All the flowers that gild the spring Only we can scarce afford This short office to our Lord; Wake for shame, my sluggish heart, J. AUSTIN, 1668. 253. (PSALM LXVII.) GOD of mercy, God of grace, Let Thy people praise Thee, Lord; Be by all that live adored: Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King; Let the people praise Thee, Lord; HENRY FRANCIS LYTE, 1834. 254. (PSALM LXVII.) TO bless Thy chosen race, In mercy, Lord, incline, And cause the brightness of Thy face That so Thy wondrous way May through the world be known, While distant lands their tribute pay, And Thy salvation own. Let differing nations join To celebrate Thy fame; Let all the world, O Lord, combine O let them shout and sing, With joy and pious mirth : For Thou, the righteous Judge and King, Then God upon our land Shall constant blessings shower, And all the world in awe shall stand Of His resistless power. TATE AND BRADY, 1696. 255. (PSALM CXIX. 9-12.) HOW shall the young preserve their ways - From all pollution free? By making still their course of life With hearty zeal for Thee I seek, Safe in my heart, and closely hid, Secured by that, my grateful soul TATE AND BRADY, 1696. |