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L. M.

Ps. 98.


1 SING to Jehovah a new song,
For deeds of wonder he hath done;
His arm in holiness is strong;

His hand the victory hath won:
The Lord salvation hath made known;
His goodness o'er the world extends;
His truth to Israel's house is shown;
His power to earth's remotest ends.
2 Shout to Jehovah, all the earth,

Break forth in joy, exult, and sing;
Let voice, let clarion speak your mirth,
Trumpet and harp proclaim your King:
Roar, ocean, to thy lowest deep;

Shout, earth, and all therein that dwell;
Floods, clap your hands as on you sweep;
Mountains, the choral anthem swell.
3 Let heaven, and earth, and sea, combine,
Jehovah's holy name to bless;
Creation owns his power divine,
The universe his righteousness;
He comes in judgment to display
Resistless right, and boundless grace;

The world with equity to sway,

And blessings shed o'er all our race.


S. M.


Preserving Grace.

1 TO God, the only wise,

Our Savior and our King,

Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.

2 "Tis his almighty love,

His counsel and his care,

Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.

3 He will present our souls,
Unblemished and complete,
Before the glory of his face,
With joys divinely great.

4 Then all the chosen seed

Shall meet around the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of his grace,
And make his wonders known.

5 To our Redeemer God

Wisdom and power belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting songs.

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Praise to God from all Creatures.

1 THE glories of my Maker, God, My joyful voice shall sing, And call the nations to adore

Their Former and their King.


2 'Twas his right hand that 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 Ye planets, to his honor shine,
And wheels of nature, roll;

Praise him in your unwearied course
Around the steady pole.

5 The brightness of our Maker's name
The wide creation fills,
And his unbounded grandeur flies
Beyond the heavenly hills.

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1 ALMIGHTY Maker, God!
How wondrous is thy name !
Thy glories how diffused abroad
Through the creation's frame !

2 Nature, in every dress,

Her humble homage pays,


And finds a thousand ways to express
Thine undissembled praise.

3 In native white and red

The rose and lily stand,

And, free from pride, their beauties spread,
To show thy skilful hand.

4 The lark mounts up the sky

With unambitious song,

And bears her Maker's praise on high

Upon her artless tongue.

5 My soul would rise and sing

To her Creator too;

Fain would my tongue adore my King,
And pay the worship due.


L. M.


Perpetual Praise.

1 GOD of my life! through all its days
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise;
The song shall wake with opening light,
And warble to the silent night.

2 When anxious cares would break my rest,
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast,
Thy tuneful praises raised on high
Shall check the murmur and the sigh.

3 When death o'er nature shall prevail,
And all its powers of language fail,

Joy through my swimming eyes shall break,
And mean the thanks I cannot speak.

4 But, O, when that last conflict's o'er,
And I am chained to flesh no more,
With what glad accents shall I rise
To join the music of the skies!

5 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains
Which echo o'er the heavenly plains
And emulate, with joy unknown,
The glowing seraphs round thy throne.


L. M.

Hymn to the Deity.


1 GREATEST of beings! Source of life! Sovereign of air, and earth, and sea!

All nature feels thy power, and all

A silent homage pays to thee.

2 Waked by thy hand, the morning sun Pours forth to thee its earlier rays, And spreads thy glories as it climbs,

While raptured 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 every flower, and every tree,
Ten thousand creatures warm with life,
Have each a grateful song for thee.

But man was formed to rise to heaven;
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.


L. M.


Ps. 47.

1 O, ALL ye people, clap your hands, Shout unto God with holy mirth;

In fearful majesty he stands;

He is the Monarch of the earth:
Before us nations he subdues,

And prostrates kingdoms at our feet;

For us a portion he shall choose

In favored Jacob's chosen seat.

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