4 Praise the God of our salvation,

Hosts on high his power proclaim; Heaven and earth, and all creation, Praise and magnify his name!

Hallelujah, Amen.

482

10s & lls. O PRAISE ye the Lord! prepare your glad voice,

His praise in the great assembly to sing ; In their great Creator let all men rejoice,

And heirs of salvation be glad in their King. 2 Let them his great name devoutly adore;

In loud swelling strains his praises express, Who graciously opens his bountiful store,

Their wants to relieve, and his children to bless. 3 With glory adorned, his people shall sing.

To God, whọ defence and plenty supplies : Their loud acclamations to him, their great King. Through earth shall be sounded, and reach to the

skies. 4 Ye angels above, his glories who've sung,

· In loftiest notes, now publish his praise : We mortals, delighted, would borrow your tongue; Would join in your numbers, and chant to your

lays. 483

L. M. PRAISE ye the Lord—let praise employ, In his own courts, your songs of joy ; The spacious firmament around

Shall echo back the joyful sound. 2 Recount his works in strains divine, His wondrous works-how bright they

shine! Praise him for all his mighty deeds, Whose greatness all your praise exceeds.

3 Awake the trumpet's lofty sound,

To spread your sacred pleasure round; Awake each voice—and strike each string,

And to the solemn organ sing.
4 Let all, whom life and breath inspire,

Attend, and join the blissful choir;
But chiefly ye, who know his word,
Adore, and love, and praise the Lord!

6s & 4s. 484

Exhortation to universal Praise.
PRAISE ye Jehovah's name,
Praise through his courts proclaim,

Rise and adore :
High o'er the heavens above
Sound his great acts of love,
While his rich grace we prove,

Vast as his power.
2 Now let the trumpet raise
Sounds of triumphant praise,

Wide as his fame :
There let the harp be found;
Organs, with solemn sound,
Roll

your deep notes around,

Filled with his name.
3 While his high praise ye sing,
Shake every sounding string ;

Sweet the accord!
He vital breath bestows;
Let every breath that flows
His noblest fame disclose-

Praise ye the Lord. 485

8s & 6s.
SING hallelujah! praise the Lord!

Sing with a cheerful voice;

For us,

Exalt our God, with one accord,

And in his name rejoice: Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Till in the realms of endless light,

Your praises shall unite. 2 There we, to all eternity,

Shall join th' angelic lays, And sing, in perfect harmony,

To God our Saviour's praise; He hath redeemed us by his blood, And made us kings and priests to God;

for us the Lamb was slain. Praise

ye

the Lord! Amen. 486

C. M.
MY God, my King, to thee I'll raise

My voice and all my powers;
Unwearied songs of sacred praise

Shall fill the circling hours. 2 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue,

While suns shall set and rise ;
And tune my everlasting song,
When time and nature dies.

C. M. 487

Universal Praise.
SING to the Lord in joyful strains,

Let earth his praise resound;
Let all the cheerful nations join

To spread his glory round. 2 Thou city of the Lord! begin

The universal song;
And let the scattered villages

The cheerful notes prolong ;

3 Till, midst the strains of distant lands,

The islands sound his praise ; And all combined, with one accord, Jehovah's glories raise.

8s & 7s. 488

Praise for a Revival. FOUNT of everlasting love!

Rich thy streains of mercy are, Flowing purely from above;

Beauty marks their course afar. 2 Lo! thy church, thy garden now,

Blooms beneath the heavenly shower;
Sinners feel, and melt, and bow;

Mild, yet mighty is thy power. 3 God of grace! before thy throne,

Here our warmest thanks we bring Thine the glory—thine alone;

Loudest praise to thee we sing. 4 Hear, oh hear our grateful song;

Let thy Spirit still descend:
Roll the tide of grace along,
Widening, deepening to the end.

11s. 489

The Church exulting in God's Favor. WAKE thee, O Zion—thy mourning is ended;

God-thine own God, hath regarded thy prayer: Wake thee and hail him, in glory descended,

Thy darkness to scatter-thy wastes to repair. 2 Wake thee, O Zion--his Spirit of power

To newness of life is awaking the dead; Array thee in beauty, and greet the glad hour,

That brings thee salvation, thro' Jesus who bled.

3 Saviourwe gladly with voices resounding,

Loud as the thunder-our chorus would swell;
Till from rock, wood, and mountain its echoes

rebounding,
To all the wide world of salvation shall tell.

L. M. 490

Christ remembered and praised.
O THOU, my soul, forget no more
The friend who all thy sorrows bore;
Let every idol be forgot;

But, O my soul, forget him not. 2 Renounce thy works and ways, with grief,

And fly to this divine relief;
Nor him forget who left his throne,

And for thy life gave up his own. 3 Infinite truth and mercy shine

In him—and he himself is thine:
And canst thou then, with sin beset,

Such charms, such matchless charms forget? 4 Oh no—till life itself depart,

His name shall cheer and warm my heart;
And, lisping this, from earth I'll rise,
And join the chorus of the skies.

DOXOLOGIES.

L. M. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.