AWAKE, my soul! and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who, all night long, unwearied sing
High praises to the Eternal King.
May I like them in God delight;
Have all day long my God in sight;
Perform, like them, my Maker's will,
And celebrate His glories still.
Lord, I my vows to Thee renew,
Disperse my sins as morning dew; [will,
Guard my first springs of thought and
And with Thyself my spirit fill.
Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my pow'rs, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.
Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refresh'd me while I slept ;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall
I may of endless life partake.

255.

[wake,

MY God, how endless is Thy love! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil, like early dew.

Thou spreadst the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
I yield my powers to Thy command;
To Thee I consecrate my days:
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

Restored to life, and power, and thought.
Hover around us while we pray;
New mercies, each returning day,
New perils past, new sins forgiv'n, [heav'n.
New thoughts of God, new hopes of
If on our daily course our mind
Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price,
God will provide for sacrifice.
Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us, this and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.

PRAISE ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in His praise;
His nature and His works invite
To make this duty our delight.

He formed the stars, those heavenly flames,

[names;

Praise, laud, and bless His name always,
For it is seemly so to do.

For why the Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;

His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.

262.

A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.

Sing to the Lord, exalt. Him high,
Who spreads His clouds around the sky;
There He prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
He makes the grass the hills adorn,
. And clothes the smiling fields with corn:
The beasts with food His hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.
But saints are lovely in His sight;
He views His children with delight:
He sees their hope, He knows their fear;
And looks, and loves His image there.
261.

ALL people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with mirth, His praise forth
Come ye before Him and rejoice. [tell;
The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make;
We are his flock, He doth us feed;
And for his sheep He doth us take.
O enter then His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;

Nations, attend before His throne
With solemn fear, with sacred joy :
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create and He destroy.

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.
We are His people, we His care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honours shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to Thy name? [songs;
We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful
High as the heaven our voices raise ;
And earth, with her ten thousand
tongues,
[praise.

Shall fill Thy courts with sounding
Wide as the world is Thy command:
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

263.

WITH heavenly power, O Lord, defend
Him whom we now to Thee commend;
His person bless, his soul secure,
And make him to the end endure.
Gird him with all-sufficient grace,
Direct his feet in paths of peace;
Thy truth and faithfulness fulfil,
And help him to obey Thy will.
Before him Thy protection send;
O love him, save him to the end;
Nor let him, as Thy pilgrim, rove
Without the convoy of Thy love.
Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart,
In him Thy mighty power exert;
That thousands yet unborn may praise
The wonders of redeeming grace.

264.

YE sons of men, with joy record
The various wonders of the Lord;
And let His power and goodness sound
Through all your tribes the earth around.
Let the high heavens your songs invite,
Those spacious fields of brilliant light;
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,
And stars that glow from pole to pole.
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 arrayed,
For man a bleeding victim made:
Thither, my soul, with rapture soar;
There in the land of praise adore:
This theme demands an angel's lay,
Demands an undeclining day.

Glad homage pay with pious mirth,
And sing before Him songs of praise;
Convinced that He is God alone,
From whom both we and all proceed;
We, whom He chooses for His own,
The flock that He vouchsafes to feed.
O enter then His temple gate,
Thence to His courts devoutly press,
And still your grateful hymns repeat,
And still His name with praises bless.
For He's the Lord, supremely good;
His
mercy is for ever sure;
His truth which always firmly stood,
To endless ages shall endure.

266.
FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends Thy word:
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,

Till suns shall rise and set no more.
267.
DISMISS us with Thy blessing, Lord;
Help us to feed upon Thy word;
All that has been amiss forgive,
Though we are guilty, thou art good;
And let Thy truth within us live.

Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every fettered soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.

268.

OH! let Thy Spirit in my heart
For ever dwell, thou God of love!
And light and heavenly peace impart,
Sweet earnest of the joys above.

269. [flow; PRAISE God, from whom all blessings Praise Him, all creatures here below: Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. (Second Tune.)

270.

ETERNAL Source of every joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, While in Thy temple we appear Whose goodness crowns the circling year. • Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy band supports and guides the whole! The sun is taught by Thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies.

The flowery spring, at Thy command,
Embalms the air and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.

Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours
Through all our coasts redundant stores;
And winters, softened by Thy care,
No more a face of horror wear.

Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,
Demand successive songs of praise;
Still be the cheerful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.
Here in Thy house let incense rise,
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes,
Till to those lofty heights we soar
Where days and years revolve no more.

271.

JESUS, the spring of joys divine, Whence all our hopes and comforts flow