Sing, ye Sons of Might, O fing Some lie with Darkness cover'd round Songs of immortal Praise belong Soon as I heard my Father fay Sov'reign of Life, I own thy Hand Sure there's a righteous God Surely to fuch as God will fear Sweet is the Memory of thy Grace Sweet is the Work, my God and King
Teach me, O teach me, Lord, thy Way Teach me the Measure of my Days Th' Almighty reigns exalted high That Man is blest who stands in Awe The Calls of Glory, worldly Smiles The Earth for ever is the Lord's Thee I will blefs, my God and King Thee, Lord, my thankful Soul would blefs Thee will I blefs, my God, my King Thee, Lord, I'll thank, and Day by Day The Glories of our Maker, God
Th' exalted Saviour fends his Summons forth
The God of Grace my Wants fhall know
The God of Ifrael chofe the Hill
The God of our Salvation hears
The Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord
The Heavn's declare their Maker's glorious Name
The Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord The joyful Morn, my God, is come
The King, O Lord, with Songs of Praise The Lord a mighty Monarch reigns The Lord himself, the mighty Lord The Lord, how wond'rous are his Ways The Lord is my Defence and Guide The Lord Jehovab reigns
The Lord, my Pafture fhall prepare The Lord, my Shepherd and my Guide The Lord my Shepherd is
The Lord my Saviour is, my Light
The Lord of Glory is my Light
The Lord of Glory reigns, he reigns on high
The Lord, th' almighty Monarch spake
The Lord of Glory reigns fupremely great The Lord preferves with tender Care
The Lord th' eternal Sceptre rears The Lord, the God of Glory reigns The Lord, the Judge before his Throne The Lord the Judge his Churches warns The Lord, the only God, is great The Lord, the Sov'reign King
The Lord with Pleafure views his Saints The Man is bleft, who fears the Lord
The Man of humble upright Heart
The Morn and Eve thy Praife refound The Praise of Sion waits for thee
The righteous Lord loves upright Souls The fpacious Firmament on high The Tongue to Wisdom unfubdu'd The Words that from my Lips proceed There is a God, all Nature fpeaks They who in Ships, with Courage bold. Thine Ear, my God, propitious lend Thine Eyes in me, nor lofty Mind Thine is the Throne, beneath thy Reign Think, mighty God, on feeble Man This fpacious Earth is all the Lord's
This fpacious Earth is all the Lord's
Tho' wicked Men grow rich or great
Those Idols, whofe falfe Worship fpreads
Thou art my God, to thee my Eyes
Thou art my Portion, O my God
Thou didft, O mighty God, exist
Thou great and facred Lord of all
Thou, Lord, a pitying Ear didft give
Thou, Lord, my Safety, thou my Light Thou, Lord, through, ev'ry changing Scene
Thou, Pow'r fupreme! by whofe Command I live Thou wilt fulfil each wife and kind Decree
Thrice happy Man, who fears the Lord (Thro' all the changing Scenes of Life Thro' all the various fhifting Scene +- Thro' endless Years thou art the fame Thro' ev'ry Age, eternal God
Th' uplifted Eye and bended Knee
Thus far the Lord hath led me on
Thus I refolv'd before the Lord
Thus faith the Lord, the fpacious Fields
Thus faith the Lord, your Work is vain
Thus fpake Jehovah to our Lord Thus the eternal Father spake
Thus the great Lord of Earth and Sea Thy Ear, thou Majefty divine Thy fav'ring Beams around me shine Thy Eavor, gracious Lord, display Thy Hand, O Lord, Earth's Bafis laid Thy Law from highest Heav'n reveal'd Thy Mercies fill the Earth, O Lord Thy Mercies, Lord, fhall be my Song Thy Mercy let thy Servant fee Thy Mercy, Lord, my only Hope Thy Mercy, Lord, to Heav'n extends Thy Mercy, Lord, to me extend Thy Name, almighty Lord Thy Promises, almighty Sire
Thy plaftic Art, throughout my Frame Thy Works of Glory, mighty Lord Tir'd with the Burdens of the Day
To God, our God, the Hour is known
To God your Voice in Anthems raise
To Heav'n.I lift my waiting Eyes
To our almighty Maker, God
To Sion's Hill I lift my Eyes
To thee before the dawning Light To thee from out the Deeps I pray To thee great God, my Soul fhall rise To thee I call, O haste thee near To thee let my first Off'rings rife To thee, moft holy, and most high
To thee, my God, my Days are known To thee, my God, my Heart fhall bring To thee, my God, to thee alone To thee, the God of Truth
To thee, the God who reign'ft on high To your Creator, God
Triumphant, Lord, thy Goodness reigns Tutor'd by Wisdom, I would learn 'Twas for our Sake, eternal God
'Twas from thy Hand, my God, I came "Twas in the Watches of the Night
Vain Man, on-foolish Pleafures bent
Warm'd to its inmoft Depth, my Breast Warmth and Life each thankful Heart We bless the Lord, the Juft, the Good We build with fruitlefs Coft, unless Well pleas'd thy Counfels, Lord, to hear What shall I render to my God What tho' downy Slumbers flee When all thy Mercies, O my God When Fancy spreads the boldeft Wings When God in his own fov'reign Ways When God is nigh, my Faith is ftrong When God our Leader fhines in Arms A a
When God, provok'd with daring Crimes When Death alarm'd me, God remov'd When I furvey Life's varied Scene
When I with pleafing Wonder stand
When Ifrael, by th' Almighty led
When Ifrael, freed from Pharaoh's Hand When Ifrael through the Defart pafs'd. When Jacob's Sons, through Paths unknown When overwhelm'd with Grief
When proftrate at thy hallow'd Shrine When the great Judge fupreme and just When will the fov'reign Lord appear
When wilt thou, Lord, the Nations bless Where fhall the Man be found While I keep Silence and conceal While Juftice o'er my Life prefides While Men grow bold in wicked Ways While my Creator's near
While, ftruck with Terrors as I ftood Who are the Men the World among
Who makes Omnipotence his Aid
Who o'er the Waves from Shore to Shore
Who place on Sion's God their Trust
Who shall afcend thy heav'nly Place
Who shall inhabit in thy Hill
Who fhall tow'rd thy chosen Seat
Who taught to fpurn his equal Sway Who truft in God's protecting Hand Why did the Jews proclaim their Rage Why did the Nations join to flay Why do the wealthy Wicked boast Why doth the Lord ftand off so far Why doth the Man of Riches grow Why should I vex my Soul, and fret Why fhould the Heathen Tribes demand Why thus enrag'd, ye Tribes prophane Wide o'er the Sons of Earth, his Eye With all my Pow'rs of Heart and Tongue With chearful Notes let all the Earth With earneft Longings of the Mind With Glory clad, with Strength array'd
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