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Praise to God from all nations.
YE nations, praise the Lord, Each with a different tongue; In every language learn his word, And let his name be sung.
While angels sound his praise, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth his honours raise ; O'er all the earth he reigns.
S. M. WATTS.
Praise him with awe profound; Let knowledge lead the song; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue.
Far be his honour spread, And let his praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more.
The God we worship now
O PRAISE ye the Lord; prepare a new song,
Let praises to God our maker ascend;
And view with complacence the offering we bring.
Be joyful, ye saints, sustain'd by his might, And let your glad songs awake with each
For those who obey him are still his delight; His hand with salvation the meek will adorn. 4.
Then praise ye the Lord; prepare a glad song,
60. P. M. EXETER COLLECTION.
PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator!
Father! source of all compassion!
Joyfully on earth adore him,
Till in heaven our song we raise; There enraptured fall before him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
61. s. M. WATTS. Praise to the Creator. 1.
ALMIGHTY Maker, God! How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories how diffused abroad Through the creation's frame !
Nature in every dress
Her humble homage pays,
My soul would rise and sing
Fain would my tongue adore my King,
On God my hopes depend Through all my future days: To him my soul shall oft ascend In grateful songs of praise.
62. P. M. WALKER'S COLLECTION. Praise to God.
LIFT your voice, ye people all,
God his sovereign sway maintains;
Sons of earth, the triumph join,
Happy, who his laws obey!
Him, whose joy is to restore,
GLORY be to God on high,
Favour'd mortals, raise the song;
Call the tribes of beings round
Glory be to God on high,