2 Above the earth, beyond the sky,

Stands His high throne of majesty,
Nor time nor place His power restrain,

Nor bound His universal reign.
3 Which of the sons of Adam daré,

Or angels with their God compare ?
His glories how divinely bright,

Who dwells in uncreated light!
4 Behold His love: He stoops to view

What saints above and angels do :
And condescends yet more to know

The mean affairs of men below.
5 From dust and cottages obscure,

exalts the humble poor;
Gives them the honour of His sons,
And fits them for their heavenly thrones.



1021 O clap

your hands, all ye pcople; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.-Ps. 47. 1. 1

thank we ,

With heart, and hands, and voices,
Who wondrous things hath done,

In whom His world rejoices;
Who from our mothers' arms
Hath blessed us on our way
With countless gifts of love,

And still is ours to-day:
2 Oh! may this bounteous God

Through all our life be near us ;
With ever-joyful hearts

And blessed peace to cheer us;

And keep us in His grace,
And guide us when perplext,
And free us from all ills

In this world and the next.
3 All praise and thanks to God,

The Father, now be given,
The Son, and Him who reigns

With them in highest heaven ;
The one eternal God,
Whom earth and heaven adore ;
For thus it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

M. RINCKART. 1640.

L.M. 1022

Hercin is love, that God loved us, and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins.

1 John 4. 10. 1 LOVE Divine that stooped to share

Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On Thee we cast each earth-born

care; We smile at pain while Thou art near. 2 Though long the weary way we tread,

And sorrow fill each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,

Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near: 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief,

And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,

Shall softly tell us, Thou art near!
4 On Thee we fling our burdening woe;

O Love Divine, for ever dear,
Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art néar.

0. W. HOLMES. 1849.


1023 Verily Thou art a God that hidest Thyself,

O God of Israel, the Saviour.-Isa. 45. 15. 1 TE cannot always trace the way,

Lord, dost But we can always surely say, [move,

That Thou art Love.
2 When fear its gloomy cloud will fling

O’er earth, our souls to heaven above
As to their sanctuary spring ;

For Thou art love.
3 When mystery shrouds our darkened path,

We'll check our dread, our doubts reprove ;
In this our soul sweet comfort hath,

That Thou art Love.
4 Yes, Thou art love—a truth like this

Can every gloomy thought remove,
And turn all tears, all woes to bliss ;
Our God is Love!

SIR J. BOWRING. 1825. 1024 By Him let us effer the sacrifice of praise to

God continually.Heb. 13. 15.
1 OR the beauty of the earth,

For the splendour of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies;
Father, unto Thee we raise

This, our sacrifice of praise.
2 For the joy of human love,

Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth, and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild ;
Father, unto Thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise.

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3 For each perfect gift of Thine

To our race so freely given,
Graces, human and Divine,
Flowers of earth, and buds of heaven;
Father, unto Thee we raise

This our sacrifice of praise.
4 For Thy Church that evermore

Lifteth holy hands above,
Offering up on every


sacrifice of love:
Father, unto Thee we raise
This, our sacrifice of praise.

F. S. PIERPOINT. 1864.


FOR THOSE AT SEA. 1025 Thou rutest the raging of the sea.—Ps. 89. 9. 1 ETEN

sa Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, Who bidst the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep; O hear us when we cry to Thee

For those in peril on the !
2 O Christ, whose voice the waters heard,

And hushed their raging at Thy word,
Who walkedst on the foaming deep,
And calm amid the storm did sleep;
O hear us when we cry to Thee

For those in peril on the sea !
3 Most Holy Spirit, who didst brood

Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea !

3 O Trinity of love and power,

Our brethren shield in danger's hour
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;
Thus ever more shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

W. WHITING. 1860,



1026 The angel said... I bring you good tidings

of great joy.-Luke 2. 10. 1 (HRISTIANS, awake, salute the happy morn

Whereon the Saviour of mankind was Rise to adore the mystery of love [born; Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun

Of God Incarnate, of the Virgin's Son. 2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,

Who heard the angelic herald's voice, “ Behold,
I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth

and all the nations upon earth;
This day hath God fulfilled His promised word,

This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord.' 3 He spake; and straightway the celestial choir

In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire;
The praises of redeeming love they sang,
And heaven's whole orb with hallelujahs rang;
God's highest glory was their anthem still,
Peace upon earth, and unto men good-wil.

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