6 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our steady souls should fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.
7 Our everlasting hopes arise
Above the ruinable skies;
Where the Eternal Builder reigns,
And His own courts His power maintains.
271 Thou hast done wonderful things.
LMIGHTY 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,
And finds a thousand ways to
Her undissembled praise.
My soul would rise and sing
To her Creator too;
Fain would my tongue adore my King,
And pay the tribute due.
In worship may I spend
The remnant of my days,
And to my God my soul ascend,
In sweet perfumes of praise.
Blessed be Thy glorious name.--Neh. ix. 5.
1 THE glories of my Maker, God,
My joyful voice shall sing,
And call the nations to adore
Their Former and their King.
2 With His right hand He shaped our clay,
And wrought this human frame;
But from His own immediate breath
Our nobler spirits came.
3 We bring our mortal powers to God,
And worship with our tongues;
We claim some kindred with the skies,
And join the angelic songs.
4 The brightness of our Maker's name
The wide creation fills,
And His unbounded grandeur flies
Beyond the heavenly hills.
273 Thou hast created all things.-Rev. iv. 11.
RAISE to Thee, Thou great Creator,
Praise be Thine from every tongue ;
Join, my soul, with every creature,
Join the universal song.
Father, source of all compassion,
Pure, unbounded grace is Thine:
Hail! the God of our salvation,
Praise Him for His love divine.
2 For ten thousand blessings given,
For the hope of future joy,
Sound His praise through earth and heaven,
Sound Jehovah's praise on high:
Joyfully, on earth, adore Him,
Till, in heaven, our song we raise ;
There, enraptured, fall before Him,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
He that built all things is God.
SING the almighty power of God
That made the mountains rise;
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at His command,
And all the stars obey.
3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures by His word,
And then pronounced them good.
4 Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed
Where'er I turn mine eye!
If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky.
5 There's not a plant or flower below,
But makes Thy glories known:
And clouds arise and tempests blow
By order from Thy throne.
6 His hand is my perpetual guard,
He guides me with His eye:
Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh?
The Lord by wisdom hath founded the
earth.-Prov. iii. 19.
TERNAL Wisdom! Thee we praise,
Thee, the creation sings;
With Thy great name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven's high palace rings.
2 Thy glories blaze all nature round,
And strike the wondering sight,
Through skies and seas and solid ground,
With terror and delight.
3 Infinite strength and equal skill
Shine through the worlds abroad;
Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the Puilder, God.
4 But, Lord, the glories of Thy grace
Our warm affections move;
Pity divine in Jesus' face
We see, adore, and love.
276 Their line is gone out through all the
1 HERE is a book who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts;
And all the lore its scholars need,-
Pure eyes and Christian hearts.
2 The works of God above, below,
Within us, and around,
Are pages in that book, to show
How God Himself is found.
3 The glorious sky, embracing all,
Is like the Maker's love,
Wherewith encompassed, great and small
In peace and order move.
4 One name, above all glorious names,
With its ten thousand tongues
The everlasting sea proclaims,
Echoing angelic songs.
5 The raging fire, the roaring wind,
Thy boundless power display:
But in the gentler breeze we find
Thy Spirit's viewless way.
6 Thou, who hast given me eyes to see
And love this sight so fair,
Give me a heart to find out Thee,
And read Thee everywhere.
It is He that hath made us.-Psalm c. 3.
GIVE thanks to Him who made
Morning light and evening shade;
Source and Giver of all good,
Nightly sleep and daily food;
Quickener of our wearied powers;
Guard of our unconscious hours.
2 O give thanks to nature's King,
Who made every breathing thing:
His, our warm and sentient frame,
His, the mind's immortal flame.
O, how close the ties that bind
Spirits to the Eternal Mind!
3 O give thanks with heart and lip,
For we are His workmanship;
And all creatures are His care:
Not a bird that cleaves the air
Falls unnoticed; but who can
Speak the Father's love to man?
4 O give thanks to Him who came
In a mortal, suffering frame-
Temple of the Deity-
Came, for rebel man to die;
In the path Himself has trod,
Leading back His saints to God.
His glory is above the earth and heaven.
Psalm cxlviii. 13.
E 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.
|