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2 Jesus, how absolute he reigns!
Let every mortal bend the knee,
Who suffer'd on the accursed tree. 3 He reigns in everlasting day,
How bright the face of Jesus is;
“ My face is dark compar'd with his.” 4 Awake, ye tempests, rage and lower,
With awful strength and fury fly,
Who sends you roaring thro the sky, 5 Ye clouds and winds and waves conspire,
And high as heaven your voices raise;
Resound discordant notes of praise. 6 Ye monsters, grown to dreadful size,
To praise your Maker's name engage,
His power restrains your glowing rage. 7 Mountains and trees and fruitful vines,
Begin your songs of glory now;
And in bis awful presence bow.
Who well for music form'd your notes, His praise, whom impious men blaspheme,
Must warble sweetly thro your throats. 9 Mortals, can you restrain the tongue,
When nature all around you sin ,s?
From humble swains and lofty kings. 10 To Jesus songs of glory raise,
The praise belongs to God alone;
Loud as his thunder shout his praise,
And sound it high to reach his throne. 11 Jehovah Jesus, chant it 'round,
With all the powers of charming voice, Let every sinner catch the sound,
And every saint in God rejoice. 12 Speak of the wonders of that love,
Which Gabriel plays on every chord;
PSALM 148. S. M.
Universal praise. 1 LET every creature try
To praise the 'eternal King;
In general concert sing.
Who stand around his seat,
And Raphael keep the beat. 3 Ye sons of human race,
Join with the virgin band,
Where all your choirs must stand. 4 Thou sun, with golden beams,
Assist the silver moon,
"Tis God creates thy noon. 5 From God thy being came,
Thy parent is divine,
And thou for God must shine. 6 Thou moon, with palcr rays,
Join with the king of day,
Ye starry lights, ye milky ways,
Your twinkling eyes display. 7 Ye vapors, when ye rise,
Or fall in showers, or snow,
His power and glory show. 8 Wind, hail, and flaming fire,
To praise the Lord agree,
Fulfilling his decree.
His honors are exprest;
PAUSE FIRST. 10 Ye monsters of the deep,
Your Maker's glory spout,
And lash the waves, about. 11 Ye lions of the wood,
His sovreign word obey;
Who fills your mouths with prey.
Adore his sacred name;
Praise him, who made you tame. -13 Ye birds of warbling note,
With mirth and song sublime, Frequent the groves, and there devote
To God your sacred time. 14 Ye reptiles mean of birth,
Your tongues his praise should hiss, hile basking in your hours of mirth, You feel the sunny bliss.
15 Insects the least of all
To God your voices raise,
To sing your Maker's praise. 16 By tongues of every race,
His honors are exprest,
PAUSE SECOND. 17 Ye rocks of solid form,
That storms can never shock,
Adore the living Rock.
Attempt the pleasing strains, Break forth with songs in purling* rills,
And murmur thro the plains. 19 Ye cedars tall and fair,
Ye shrubs and fruitful trees, Catch from the hills the vividt air,
And rustle with the brecze. 20 Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye the sovreign King; Judges, adore the potent hand
from whence your honors spring. 21 Let vigorous youth engage
To sound bis praises high; While growing babes and withering age
Their feebler voices try. 22 United zeal be shown,
His wond'rous fame to raise;
* Purling, gently flowing.
23 Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him blest;
All saints. 1 PRAISE ye the Lord. Let Greek and Jew
Join in the assembled throng;
And Jesus be your song.
And in their God rejoice;
With cheerful heart and voice.
: Whom sinners treat with scorn;
Salvation shall ado: n.
When on a dying bed;
For God shall raise the dead.
Rejoice with one accord;
ye the sovreign Lord.
The Judge himself is nigh;
And show the saints his love;