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Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heavenly plains; Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their choicest strains.

i O may I bear some humble part

In that immortal song;
Wonder and joy shall tunc my heart,

And love command my tonglie.

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(315.; P. M. PARENT of good! thy works of might

I trace with wonder and delight;
Thy name is all divine.

There's naught in earth or sea or air, Oi heav'n itself, that's good or fair,

But what is wholly thine. 2 Immensely high thy glories rise; They strike my soul with sweet surprise,

And sacred pleasure yield:
An ocean wide without a bound,
Where ev'ry noble wish is drown'd,

And ev'ry want is fill’d.
9 To thee my warm affections nlove,
In sweet astonishment and love,

While at thy feet I fall;
I pant for nought beneath the skies;
To thee my ardent wishes rise,

O my eternal All!
& What shall I do to spread thy praise,
My God! through my remaining days,

Or how thy name adore?
To thee I consecrate my breath;
Let me be thine in life and death,
And thine for evermore.



(63.) C. M. 58.

God's love displayed in creation HALL, great Creator, wise and good!

To thee our songs we raise. Nature, thro' all her various scenes,

Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild,

Fresh wonders strike our view; And while we gaze, our hearts exult,

With transports ever new. 3 Thy glory beams in ev'ry star,

Which gilds the gloom of night; And decks the smiling face of morn

With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill, the humble lawn,

With countless beauties shine; The silent grove, the awful shade,

Proclain thy pow'r divine.
5 Great nature's God! still may these scenes

Our serious hours engage!
Still may our grateful hearts consult

Thy works' instructive page!
6 And while in all thy wondrous works,

Thy varied love we see;
Still may the contemplation lead

Our hearts, O God, to thee! 59.

L. M. (61.)

Works of God. 1 THE:spacious firmament on high,

With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.


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2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day,

Does his Creator's pow'r display,
And publishes to ev'ry land

The work of an almighty hand.
3 Soon as the ev’ning shades prevail,

The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the list’ning earth
Repeats the story of her birth:
Whilst all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings, as they roll,

And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all

Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What tho' nor real voice nor sound

Amidst their radiant orbs be found? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice,

And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing, as they shine

T'he hand that made us is divine. 60.

C. M. (64.)

All things dependent on God 1 WE sing th’almighty pow'r of God,

Who bade the mountains rise, Who spread the flowing seas abroad,

And built the lofty skies. 2 We sing the wisdom that ordain'd

The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command,

And all the stars obey.
3 We sing the goodness of the Lord,

Who fills the earth with food;
Who form’d his creatures by a word,

And then pronounc'd them good. * Lord, how thy wonders are display'd, Where'er we turn our eyes:

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Whether we view the ground we ti'ead,

Or gaze upon the skies!
5 There's not a plant nor flow'r below,

But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from thy throne.
6 On nim each moment we depend;

If he withdraw, we die.
Oh may we ne'er that God offend,

Who is for ever nigh! 61.

(65.). L. M.
The riches of chivine goodness.
ET the high heav'ns your songs invite;

Those spacious fields of brilliant light,
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,

And stars that glow from pole to pole. 2 Sing earth in verdant robes array'd,

Its herbs and flowers, its fruits and shade;
Peopled with life of various forms,

Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 3 View the broad sea's majestic plains,

And think how wide its Maker reigns.
That band remotest nations joins;

And on each wave his goodness shines. * But O! that brighter world above,

Where lives and reigns incarnate love!
God's only Son, in flesh array'd,

For man a bleeding victim made!
5 Thither my soul, with rapture soar;

There in the land of praise adore!
The theme demands an angel's lay,
Demands an everlasting day.

L. M.
62. Sun, Moon, and Stars, praise the Lord.

AIREST of all the lights above,
Thou sun, whose beams adorn the spheres,


And with unwearied swiftness move,

To form the circles of our years; 2 Praise the Creator of the skies,

That dress'd thine orb in golden rays;
Or let the sun forget to rise,

If he forget his Maker's praise!
3 Thou reigning beauty of the night,

Fair queen of silence, silver moon,
Whose gentle beams, and borrow'd light,

Are softer rivals of the noon;
Arise, and to that sovereign Power

Waxing and waning honours pay,
Who bade thee rule the dusky hour,

And half supply the absent day!
5 Ye twinkling stars that gild the skies,

When darkness has its curtain drawn; That keep your watch with wakeful eyes,

When business, cares, and day, are gone 6 Proclaim the glories of your Lord,

Dispers'd through all the heavenly street, Whose boundless treasures can afford

So rich a pavement for his feet! 7 O God of glory, God of love,

Thou art the sun that makes our days;
With all thy shining works above
Let man attempt to speak thy praise !

L. M. 63.

The Ministry of Angels. · GREA? God! what hosts of angels

stand, In shining ranks at thy right hand, Array'd in robes of dazzling light,

With pinions stretch'd for distant flight! 2 Immortal fires! seraphic flames!

Who can recount their various names!
In strength and beauty they excel;
For near the throne of God they dwell.

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