Your chearful Tongues Employ, The Fight is o'er, Reigns evermore. O glorious Power! Victorious Power! We all had surely dy'd, And mad'ft them fall :: O praise him all. H Y M N CCXXXIX. God prais'd by all his Creatures, PRA RAISE to the God who arch'd the Sky, Is the high Notes that wake my Tongue, Praise to the God who reigns on high, Shall be the cadence of my Song ; Celes Celestial Worlds ! your Maker's Name a Mortals can you refrain your Tongue ? When Nature all around you fings ; O for a Shout from Old and Young, From humble Swains and lofty Kings; Wide as his vast Dominion lies, Make the Creator's Name be known, Loud as his Thunder shout his Praise, And Sound it lofty as his Throne. Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious Word, O may it dwell on every Tongue, But Saints who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest Song ; Speak of the Wonders of that Love, Which Gabriel plays on every Chord, From all below and all above, Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord. С OME, Thou Almighty King, Help us to praise ! Antient of Days. Jesus At Dismiffion. N O farther go To-night, but stay, Dear Jesus, 'till the Break of Day : Turn in, dear Lord, with me; And in the Morning when I wake, Me in thine Arms, my Jefus, take, And I'll go on with thee. The same. , HIS God is the God we adore, Our faithful, unchangeable Friend, The same. Ismiss us, with thy Blessing, Lord, Help us to feed upon thy Word, Tho'we are Guilty, thou art Good, The fame. ATHER, e'er we hence depart, Send thy good Spirit down, The same. I And safely take my Reft ; And as upon his Breaft, So, if Jesus please, I'll sleep, While Troops of Angels are my Guard ; O, my Shepherd, love and keep, And be my great Reward. The same. ONE but Jesus will we fing, None else will we adore; Shall be for evermore. Nor one on Earth, our Praise may claim; |