The world and all that it cantains, Their Maker and Preserver own. 3 Happy, thrice happy they, who hear The sacred trumpet's joyful sound; And who within thy gates appear, With God's most glorious presence crowned. 4 For thy stupendous truth and love, Both heaven and earth just honours owe, By choirs of angels sung above, And by assembled saints below.

Praise to the Divine Beneficence.

1 GOD of the universe, whose hand
Hath filled with suns the fields of space,
Round which, obeying thy command,
The peopled worlds fulfil their race;
2 How vast the region where thy hand
Existence, form, and order gives;
Pleased the wide cup with joy to fill
For all that grows, and feels, and lives.
3 Lord, while we thank thee, let us learn
Beneficence to all below;

Those praise thee best, whose bosoms burn To spread the gifts from thee that flow. 4 So at the awful hour of change,

Our frames the bonds of death shall tear,
Through the whole starry vast to range,
Thy bounty to admire and share.

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God exalted above all Praise.

1 ETERNAL Power! whose high abode Becomes the majesty of God;

Infinite lengths beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds.
2 Far in the depths of space thy throne
Burns with a lustre all its own;
There is thy face unveiled, and there
The glories of the God appear.

3 What then shall earth and frailty do?
Yet we would sing thy praises too;
From sin and dust to thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High!
4 What of thyself in nature shines,
Thy word reveals in clearer lines;
Yet still thy greatness leaves the mind
With all its soaring thoughts behind.
5 Thou art in heaven and man below,-
What glory can his praise bestow ?
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.

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The Perfections and Providence of God. Ps.cxxxvi.

1 LET us with a joyful mind
Praise the Lord, for he is kind,
For his mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

2 Let us sound his name abroad,
For of gods he is the God,
Who by wisdom did create
Heaven's expanse and all its state :

3 Did the solid earth ordain

How to rise above the main ;

Who by his commanding might,

Filled the new-made world with light:

4 Caused the golden-tressed sun,
All the day his course to run;
And the moon to shine by night,
'Mid her spangled sisters bright.
5 All his creatures God does feed,
His full hand supplies their need;
Let us therefore warble forth
His high majesty and worth.
6 He his mansion hath on high.
'Bove the reach of mortal eye;
And his mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

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The Harmony of Praise.

1 THOU, who dwell'st enthroned above!. Thou, in whom we live and move! Thou, who art most Great, most High ! God from all eternity!

2 O how sweet, how excellent,

'Tis when tongue and heart consent, Grateful hearts, and joyful tongues, Hymning thee in tuneful songs! 3 When the morning paints the skies, When the stars of evening rise, We thy praises will record, Sovereign Ruler, mighty Lord!

4 Decks the spring with flowers the field? Harvest rich doth autumn yield? Giver of all good below!

Lord, from thee these blessings flow.
5 Sovereign Ruler! mighty Lord!
We thy praises will record:
Giver of these blessings! we
Pour the grateful song to thee,

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Invocation of all Creatures to praise God.

1 CREATION's God! on thee alone,
From earth thy footstool, heaven thy throne,
Be all their praise bestowed;

Whose hand the beauteous fabric made,
Whose eye the finished work surveyed,
And saw that all was good.

2 Ye angels, who with loud acclaim,
Admiring viewed the new-born frame,
And hailed the eternal King;
Again proclaim your Maker's praise,
Again your thankful voices raise,
And sacred anthems sing.

3 Ye sons of men, his praise display,
Who stamped his image on your clay,
And gave it power to move;
Where'er ye go, where'er ye dwell,
From age to age successive tell
The wonders of his love.

4 Ye spirits of the just and good,
Who eager for the blest abode,
To heavenly mansions soar :
O let your songs his praise display,
Till heaven itself shall melt away,
And time shall be no more.

5 Praise him, ye meek and humble train,
Who shall those heavenly joys obtain,
Prepared for souls sincere ;

O praise him, till ye take your way
To regions of eternal day,

To reign for ever there.

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L. M.

God entitled to perpetual Praise.

Ps. cxlv.

1 My God! my King! thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue 'Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy works with boundless glories shine, And speak thy majesty divine; Let land to land aloud proclaim The matchless honours of thy name. 4 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labour of their tongue.

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Desiring to praise God. Ps. lvii.

1 Be thou exalted, O my GOD!

Above the heavens where angels dwell:
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

2 My heart is fixed; my song shall raise
Immortal honours to thy name:

Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame ! 3 In thee, my GOD! are all the springs Of boundless love, and grace unknown: All the rich blessings nature brings, Are gifts descending from thy throne,