Praise for Providence and Grace. Ps. 138.
1 WITH all our hearts, with all our powers,
We praise the Lord, whose bounteous hand
Unnumbered gifts profusely showers
On every nation, every land.
2 We praise him in his sacred fane;
We praise him midst the assembled throng ;—
Nor will a gracious God disdain
The tribute of our earthly song.
3 We praise him for his faithful love;
We praise him for his blessed Son,
Who died for man, who reigns above
With God, the high and holy One.
1 THOU, who reign'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 hearts and tongues 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.
Praise for Creation and Providence. Ps. 136.
1 LIFT your voice, and joyful sing
Praises to your heavenly King,
For his mercies far extend,
And his bounty knows no end.
2 Honor pay to heaven's high Lord,
And his wondrous deeds record;
Through the various realms of earth
Praise him, all of human birth-
3 Him whose wisdom, throned on high,
Built the mansions of the sky,
And the orbs that gild the pole
Bade through boundless ether roll-
4 Him who o'er this earthly ball
Looks with equal eye on all,
And to every thing which lives
Rich supplies of blessings gives.
5 To the great, eternal King,
Raise your voice, and joyful sing,
For his mercies wide extend,
And his bounty knows no end.
Praise to the God of Nature and Grace.
1 YE sons of men, with joy record
The various wonders of the Lord,
And let his power and goodness sound
Through all your tribes the earth around.
2 Let the high heavens your songs invite,-
Those spacious fields of brilliant light
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,
And stars, that glow from pole to pole.
3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes arrayed, Its herbs and flowers, its fruits and shade ;Peopled with life of various forms,
Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms.
4 View the broad sea's majestic plains,
And think how wide its Maker reigns:
That band remotest nations joins,
And on each wave his goodness shines.
5 But, O, that brighter world above,
Where lives and reigns incarnate love,-
God's only Son, in flesh arrayed,
For man a bleeding victim made!
6 Thither, my soul, with rapture, soar;
There, in the land of praise, adore.
The theme demands an angel's lay-
Demands an everlasting day.
Praise for Providence and Grace.
1 GLORY be to God on high,-
God, whose glory fills the sky;
Lift your voice, ye people all-
Praise the God on whom ye call.
2 God his sovereign sway maintains;
King o'er all the earth he reigns;
All to him lift up their eye;
Every want his hands supply.
3 Sons of earth, the triumph join;
Praise him with the host divine.
Emulate the heavenly powers:
Their all-gracious God is ours.
4 Him, whose joy is to restore,
Him let all our hearts adore :
Earth and heaven repeat the cry,
'Glory be to God on high.'
Praise for the Divine Perfections.
10 SING to the Lord a new song;
The universe join in the strain ;
Each day the glad tribute prolong-
His wonders, his glory maintain.
With gratitude bless the kind power
From whom our salvation descends:
How great is the God we adore!
How rich are the blessings he sends!
2 In beauty of holiness bow;
O worship with fear and with love.
How solemn his temples below!
How glorious his presence above!
Proclaim to the nations around
That God, the Omnipotent, reigns,
Whose righteousness space cannot bound,
Whose purpose unaltered remains.
3 0 let the wide heavens rejoice-
The earth with her myriads be glad ;
The ocean shall join his loud voice-
The woods in rich verdure be clad.
Rejoice, for the Lord is at hand;
Prepare, for his judgments are nigh ;—
Before him all nations shall stand;
No guilt from his justice can fly.
10 PRAISE ye the Lord-prepare a new song,
And let all his saints in full concert join;
With voices united the anthem prolong,
And show forth his praises with music divine..
2 Let praise to the Lord, who made us, ascend;
Let each grateful heart be glad in its King:
The God whom we worship our songs will attend,
And view with complacence the offering we bring.
3 Be joyful, ye saints sustained by his might,
And let your glad songs awake with each morn;
For those who obey him are still his delight-
His hand with salvation the meek will adorn.
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