His hand the beauteous fabric made,
His eye the finish'd work survey'd,
And saw that all was good.
2 Ye sons of men! his praise display,
Who stamp'd his image on your clay,
And gave it pow'r to move:
Where'er ye go, where'er ye dwell,
From age to age successive tell
The wonders of his love.
3 Ye spirits of the just and good!
Who, panting for that blest abode,
To heav'n's bright mansions soar:
O let your songs his praise display,
Till nature's self shall waste away,
And time shall be no more.
4 Praise him, ye meek and humble train!
Who shall those heav'nly joys obtain,
Prepar'd for souls sincere:
To regions of eternal day,
To dwell for ever there.
Proper Metre. DODDRIDGE.
Hymn of praise.
PRAISE ye the LORD, prepare a
And let all his saints in full concert join:
With voices united the anthem prolong,
And show forth his praises with music di-
vine.
2 Let praise to the LORD, who made us, ascend,
Let each grateful heart be glad in its King: The GOD, whom we worship, our songs will attend,
And view with complacence the off'ring we bring,
3 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,
And let all his saints in full concert join: With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music divine.
RAISE to thee! thou great Creator,
Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue;
Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature,
Join the universal song.
2 For ten thousand blessings giv'n,
For the hope of future joy;
Sound his praise thro' earth and heav'n,
Sound JEHOVAH's praise on high.
Praise to the GOD of nature.
BEGIN, my soul, the lofty strain;
In solemn accents sing
A sacred hymn of grateful praise
To heav'n's almighty King.
2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll
Your silver waves along,
Whisper to all your verdant shores
The subject of my song.
3 Retain it long, ye echoing rocks,
The sacred sound retain,
And from your hollow winding caves
Return it oft again.
4 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings, To distant climes away,
And round the wide-extended world
The lofty theme convey.
5 Take the glad burden of his name,
Ye clouds, as you arise,
Whether to deck the golden morn,
Or shade the ev'ning skies.
6 Let harmless thunders roll along
The smooth ethereal plain,
And answer from the crystal vault,
To ev'ry bounding strain.
7 Long let it warble round the spheres, And echo thro' the sky;
Let angels, with immortal skill,
Improve the harmony:
8 Whilst we, with sacred rapture fir'd,
The great Creator sing,
And utter consecrated lays
To heav'n's eternal King.
Long Metre. DYER.
Hymn to the Deity.
REATEST of beings, source of life, Sov'reign of air, and earth, and sea! All nature feels thy pow'r, and all A silent homage pay to thee.
2 Wak'd by thy hand, the morning sun
Pours forth to thee its earlier rays,
And spreads thy glories as it climbs;
While raptur'd worlds look up and praise.
3 The moon, to the deep shades of night,
Speaks the mild lustre of thy name;
While all the stars, that cheer the scene,
Thee, the great LORD of light proclaim.
4 And groves, and vales, and rocks, and hills,
And ev'ry flow'r, and ev'ry tree,
Ten thousand creatures, warm with life,
Have each a grateful song for thee.
5 But man was form'd to rise to heav'n;
And, blest with reason's clearer light,
He views his Maker through his works,
And glows with rapture at the sight.
6 Nor can the thousand songs
that rise,
Whether from air, or earth, or sea,
So well repeat JEHOVAH's praise,
Or raise such sacred harmony.
Long Metre. WATTS.
Universal praise.
EHOVAH! 'tis a glorious word;
O may it dwell on ev'ry tongue!
But saints, who best have known the LORD,
Are bound to raise the noblest song.
2 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss!
Fly through the world, O sun, and tell,
How dark thy beams compar'd to his.
3 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name
Fill ev'ry gentler breeze of air.
4 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree,
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth, and rolling sea,
In this eternal song conspire.
5 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his skill;
Valleys, lie low before his eye;
And let his praise from ev'ry hill
Rise tuneful to the neighb'ring sky.
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