1 THY wisdom, pow'r and goodness, Lord,
In all thy works appear;
But man thy bounties shall record,
For thy distinguish'd care.
2 From thee the breath of life we drew,
That breath thy pow'r maintains;
Thy tender mercy, ever new,
Our brittle frame sustains.
3 Yet nobler gifts demand our praise,
Of reason's light possess'd;
By revelation's brighter rays
Still more divinely bless'd.
4 Thy providence, our constant guard,
When threat'ning woes impend,
Will either threat'ning dangers ward,
Or timely succours lend.
5 On us thy providence has shone
With its propitious rays;
O let our lips and lives make known
Thy goodness and thy praise!
6 All bounteous Lord! thy grace impart ; O teach us to improve
Thy gifts with ever grateful heart,
And crown them with thy love.
1 My God! thy boundless love I praise;
How bright on high its glories blaze;
How sweetly bloom below!
It streams from thine eternal throne ;
Through heav'n its joys forever run,
And o'er the earth they flow.
2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn,
And bids the clouds, in air upborne,
Their genial drops distil;
In ev'ry vernal beam it glows,
And breathes in ev'ry gale that blows,
And glides in ev'ry rill.
3 It robes in cheerful green the ground,
And pours its flow'ry beauties round,
Whose sweets perfume the gale;
Its bounties richly spread the plain,
The blushing fruit, the golden grain,
And smile on ev'ry vale.
4 But in thy word I see it shine
With grace and glories more divine,
Proclaiming sins forgiv'n;
There, faith, bright cherub, points the way
To realms of everlasting day,
And opens all her heav'n.
5 Then let the love that makes me blest,
With cheerful praise inspire my breast,
And ardent gratitude;
And all my thoughts and passions tend
To thee, my Father, and my Friend,
My soul's eternal good!
Creation, Providence, and Grace. Ps. cxxxvi. 1 GIVE to our God immortal praise! Mercy and truth are all his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong; Repeat his mercies in your song.
2 Give to the Lord of lords renown; The king of kings with glory crown; His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.
3 He built the earth, he spread the sky,
And fix'd the starry lights on high;
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song.
4 He fills the sun with morning light;
He bids the moon direct the night;
His mercies ever shall endure,
When suns and moons shall shine no more.
5 He sent his Son with pow'r to save,
From sin and darkness and the grave;
Wonders of grace to God belong ;
Repeat his mercies in your song.
6 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heav'nly seat;
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more.
Praise to God for his Goodness. Ps. ciii.
1 BLESS, O my soul! the living God;
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad;
Let all the pow'rs within me join,
In work and worship so divine!
2 Bless, O my soul! the God of grace ;
His favours claim thy highest praise;
Let not the wonders he hath wrought
Be lost in silence, and forgot!
3 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels;
Redeems the soul from guilt, and saves
Our wasting lives from threat'ning graves,
4 Our youth decay'd his pow'r repairs;
His mercy crowns our growing years;
He satisfies our mouth with good,
And fills our souls with heav'nly food.
5 He sees th' oppressor, and th' oppress'd,
And often gives the suff'rers rest;
But will his justice more display
In the last great rewarding day.
6 His pow'r he show'd by Moses' hands,
And gave to Isr'el his commands;
But made his truth and mercy known
To all the nations by his Son.
7 Let the whole earth his pow'r confess;
Let the whole earth adore his grace!
The Gentile with the Jew shall join
In work and worship so divine.
Faith in the Promise of Salvation.
1 BEGIN, my tongue! some heav'nly theme, And speak some lofty thing;
The mighty works or mighty name
Of our eternal King.
2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, Or sound his pow'r abroad;
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