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[dwell, From distant worlds where creatures Let heaven begin the solemn word,

1. LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord,

And sound it dreadful down to hell.

2. High on a throne His glories dwell,

An awful throne of shining bliss: Fly through the world, O sun! and tell How dark thy beams compared to His. 3. Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree To join their praise with blazing fire; Let the firm earth and rolling sea, In this eternal song conspire.

4. Wide as His vast dominion lies,

Make the Creator's name be known;
Loud as His thunder shout His praise,
And sound it lofty as His throne.

5. Jehovah 't is a glorious word!

O, may it dwell on every tongue! But saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. 6. Speak of the wonders of that love Which Gabriel plays on every chord; From all below, and all above, Loud hallelujahs to the Lord!

131. L. M.

WATTS.

1. My God, my King, Thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2. The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to Thine ear;

132. L. M.

WATTS.

1. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations bow, with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.

2. His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed,

He brought us to His fold again. 3. We are His people; we His care; Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name? 4. We'll crowd Thy gates, with thankful songs, High as the heaven our voices raise; And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.

5. Wide as the world is Thy command;
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

WATTS.

VANHALL'S HYMN. L. M.

VANHALL.

1. HE reigns-the Lord, the Saviour reigns; Praise him in evangelic strains:

Let the whole earth in songs rejoice;
And distant islands join their voice.

2. Deep are His counsels, and unknown;
But grace and truth support His throne:
Though gloomy clouds His way surround,
Justice is their eternal ground.

3. In robes of judgment, lo! He comes; Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the Before Him burns devouring fire! [tombs; The mountains melt, the seas retire!

4. His enemies, with sore dismay,

Fly from the sight and shun the day:
Then lift your heads, ye saints on high,
And sing, for your redemption's nigh.

WATTS.

135. L. M.

1. HIGH on a hill of dazzling light
The King of glory spreads His seat,
And troops of angels, stretched for flight,
Stand waiting round His awful feet.

2. Thy winged troops, O God of hosts,
Wait on Thy wandering church below:
Here we are sailing to Thy coasts;
Let angels be our convoy too.

3. Are they not all Thy servants, Lord?
At Thy command they go and come,
With cheerful haste obey Thy word,
And guard Thy children to their home.

136. L. M.

WATTS.

1. COME, O my soul, in sacred lays,
Attempt thy great Creator's praise:
But, oh, what tongues can speak His fame!
What mortal verse can reach the theme!

2. Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around Him shine.

3. In all our Maker's grand designs,
Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines;
His works, through all this wondrous frame,
Declare the glory of His name.

4. Raised on devotion's lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul, His glories sing;
And let His praise employ thy tongue,
Till listening worlds shall join the song!

BLACKLOCK.

141. L. M.

1. LET God arise in all His might,
And put the hosts of hell to flight;
As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies,
Before the rising tempest flies.

2. He comes arrayed in burning flames;
Justice and vengeance are His names;
Behold His fainting foes expire
Like melting wax before the fire.

3. He rides and thunders through the sky;
His name, Jehovah, sounds on high;
Sing to His name, ye sons of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before His face.

4. The widow and the fatherless
Fly to His aid in sharp distress;
In Him the poor and helpless find
A Judge that's just, a Father kind.

5. He breaks the captive's heavy chain,
And prisoners see the light again;
But rebels, who dispute His will,
Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.

142. L. M.

WATTS.

1. SING to the Lord that built the skies, The Lord that reared this stately frame; Let all the nations sound His praise,

And lands unknown repeat His name.

2. He formed the seas, and formed the hills,
Made every drop and every dust,
Nature and time, with all their wheels,
And pushed them into motion first.

3. Now, from His high, imperial throne,
He looks far down upon the spheres;
He bids the shining orbs roll on,
And round he turns the hasty years..

4. Thus shall this moving engine last,
Till all His saints are gathered in;
Then for the trumpet's dreadful blast
To shake it all to dust again!

5. Yet, when the sound shall tear the skies,
And lightning burn, the globe below,
Saints, you may lift your joyful eyes,
There's a new heaven and earth for you.
WATTS.

143. L. M.

1. TH' Almighty reigns, exalted high
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Though clouds and darkness vail His feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.