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93. S. M. WATTS.

God's Sovereignty and Man's Dignity. Ps. 8. 1 O LORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.

2 When to thy works on high
I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies:

3 When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,
Lord, what is man, that feeble thing,
Akin to dust and worms!

4 Lord, what is feeble man,

That thou shouldst love him so! Next to thine angels is he placed, And lord of all below.

5 How rich thy bounties are! And wondrous are thy ways;

Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise.

6 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.

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C. M.


Majesty of God. Ps. 18.

1 THE Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens most high,
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherubim and seraphim
Full royally he rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds
Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods,
Their fury to restrain;

And he as sovereign Lord and King
For evermore shall reign.


C. M.


God's Power over his Works.

1 THE Lord our God is full of might,
The winds obey his will;

He speaks, and in his heavenly height
The rolling sun stands still.

2 Rebel, ye waves! and o'er the land
With threatening aspect roar
The Lord uplifts his awful hand,
And chains you to the shore.

3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine; Without his high behest,

Ye shall not in the mountain pine
Disturb the sparrow's nest.

4 Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend,
Ye monarchs, wait his nod,
And bid the song ascend

To celebrate our God!


L. M.


The Heavens declare the Glory of God. Ps. 19. 1 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky,

And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great original proclaim.

The unwearied sun, from day to day,
Doth his Creator's power display;
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty hand.

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth:

Whilst all the stars which round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

3 What though, in solemn silence, all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball;
What though no real voice nor sound
Amidst their radiant orbs be found;
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
Forever singing, as they shine-
"The hand that made us is divine."


as heaven, 't is deep as hell,
can mortals know or tell?
spreads beyond the sky,
he shining worlds on high.

King, of power unknown;
e the orders of his throne:
solve, who dare oppose,
him why, or what he does?

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