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2. On mightier wing, in loftier flight, From year to year does knowledge soar; And, as it soars, the Gospel light

Adds to its influence more and more.

3. More glorious still as centuries roll,

New regions blessed, new powers unfurled, Expanding with th' expanding soul, Its waters shall o'erflow the world4. Flow to restore, but not destroy; As when the cloudless lamp of day Pours out its floods of light and joy, And sweeps its lingering mist away.

80.

L. M.

BOWRING.

1. THE starry firmament on high,
And all the glories of the sky,
Yet shine not to Thy praise, O Lord,
So brightly as Thy written word.

2. The hopes that holy word supplies,
Its truths divine and precepts wise-
In each a heavenly beam I see,
And every beam conducts to Thee.
3. Almighty Lord! the sun shall fail,
The moon forget her nightly tale,
And deepest silence hush on high
The radiant chorus of the sky-

4. But fixed for everlasting years,
Unmoved amid the wreck of spheres,
Thy word shall shine in cloudless day
When heaven and earth have passed away.

SIR R. GRANT.

81.

L. M.

1. GREAT Source of being and of love!
Thou waterest all the worlds above;
And all the joys we mortals know
From Thine exhaustless fountain flow.

2. A sacred spring, at Thy command,
From Zion's mount, in Canaan's land,
Beside Thy temple, cleaves the ground,
And pours its limpid stream around.

3. The limpid stream, with sudden force,
Swells to a river in its course;
Through desert realms its windings play,
And scatter blessings all the way.

4. Close by its banks, in order fair,
The blooming trees of life appear;
Their blossoms fragrant odors give,
And on their fruit the nations live.

5. Flow, wondrous stream, with glory crowned,
Flow on to earth's remotest bound;
And bear us, on thy gentle wave,
To Him who all thy virtues gave.

DODDRIDGE.

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1. SINCE first Thy word awaked my heart
Like light new dawning o'er me,
Where'er I turn my eyes Thou art
All light and love before me.

2. Naught else I feel, or hear, or see,
All bonds of earth I sever;
Thee, oh my Lord, and only Thee,
I live for, now, and ever.

3. Like him whose fetters dropped away
When light shone o'er his prison,
My soul, now touch'd by mercy's ray,
Hath from its chains arisen.

4. And shall the soul Thou bid'st be free
Return to bondage? Never!

Thee, Oh my God, and only Thee,
I live for, now, and ever.

MOORE.

83.

L. M.

1. NATURE hath seasons of

repose;

Her slumbering clouds and quiet sky; And many a bright-faced stream that flows Onward forever noiselessly.

2. The stormy winds are hushed to rest,

And hang self-poised upon their wings; And, nursed on mother Nature's breast, Sweet flowers lie like sleeping things.

3. The ocean, that in mountains ran,

Spreads boundlessly without a wave;
And is it only said of man,

His peace is in the gloomy grave?

4. Oh! for the coming of the end,

The last long Sabbath-day of time,
When peace from heaven shall descend
Like heaven's own light, on every clime.

5. When men in ships far off at sea

Shall hear the happy nations raise
The song of peace and liberty,

The chant of overflowing praise.

6. Mankind shall be one brotherhood;
One human soul shall fill the earth,
And God shall say, "The world is good,
As in the day I gave it birth."

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1. THOU art, O God, the life and light
Of all this wondrous world we see;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,
Are but reflections caught from Thee;
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are Thine.

2. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze,

Through opening vistas, into heaven-
Those hues that mark the sun's decline,
So soft, so radiant, Lord, are Thine.
3. When night, with wings of starry gloom,
O'ershadows all the earth and skies,
Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume
Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes—
That sacred gloom, those fires divine,
So grand, so countless, Lord, are Thine.

4. When youthful Spring around us breathes,
Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh;
And every flower that summer wreathes
Is born beneath Thy kindling eye;
Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are Thine.

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MOORE

85.
1. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye:
My noonday walks He shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
2. When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountains pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3. Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,
His bounty shall my pains beguile;
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With lively greens and herbage crowned,
And streams shall murmur all around.

4. Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For Thou, O Lord! art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dismal shade.

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1. ABOVE-below-where'er I gaze,
Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view,
Traced in the midnight planets' blaze,
Or glistening in the morning dew;
Whate'er is beautiful or fair,
Is but Thine own reflection there.

2. I hear Thee in the stormy wind

ADDISON.

That turns the ocean wave to foam;
Nor less Thy wondrous power I find
When summer airs around me roam;
The tempest and the calm declare
Thyself for Thou art every where.
3. I find Thee in the noon of night,

87.

And read Thy name in every star
That drinks in splendor from the light
That flows from mercy's beaming car:
Thy footstool, Lord, each starry gem
Composes-not Thy diadem.

L. M.

1. THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue, ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.

2. Th'unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty hand.

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