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Grateful and humble Praise.
1 Up to the Lord, who reigns on high, And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly,
And tell how large his bounties are.
2 God, that must stoop to view the skies,
4 0, could our thankful hearts devise
To the third heaven our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise.
The Greatness of God. Ps. 145.
1 LONG as I live I'll bless thy name,
My work and joy shall be the same,
2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown;
I'll sing the honors of thy throne,
3 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,
4 The world is managed by thy hands;
Psalm before Prayer.
1 SING to the Lord Jehovah's name,
2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord's a God of boundless might,
3 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand;
He fixed the seas what bounds to keep,
4 Come, and with humble souls adore ;
Blessing of the Lord's Day.
1 BLEST day of God! most calm, most bright! The first and best of days;
The laborer's rest, the saint's delight,
2 My Saviour's face made thee to shine;
And made thee heavenly and divine,
3 The first fruits oft a blessing prove
4 This day I must to God appear,
God holy, just, and sovereign.
1 How should the sons of Adam's race
pure before their God!
If he contend in righteousness,
We fall beneath his rod.
2 Mountains, by his almighty wrath,
He shakes the earth from south to north,
3 He bids the sun forbear to rise; The obedient sun forbears!
His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies, And seals up all the stars.
4 He walks upon the stormy sea; Flies on the stormy wind;
There's none can trace his wondrous way, Or his dark footsteps find.
L. M. 61.
The Soul panting for God. Ps. 42.
2 But rising griefs distress my soul,
O'er hours of peace and gladness flown.
3 For I have walked the happy round
4 Ah, why, by passing clouds oppressed,
570. L. M.
"Creator Spirit, by whose aid."
1 ОH! Source of uncreated light!
By whom the worlds were raised from night;
2 Plenteous in grace, descend from high,
From sin and sorrow set us free,
3 Cleanse and refine our earthly parts,
4 Thrice holy Fount! thrice holy Fire!
Aid us to live as we believe.
5 Chase from our path each noxious foe,