104 LANESBORO C. M. William Dixon 1. O God,our help in a- ges past, Our hope for years to come,Our shelter from the 3 Howl, winds of night! your force com- 5 Ye nations, bend-in rev'rence bend: Without his high behest, [bine! Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest. 106 (NAOMI) C. M. I Lord, all I am is known to thee: 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys Thou know'st the sense I mean. Ye monarchs, wait his nod; To celebrate our God. 107 (ST. MARTIN'S) C. M. 2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies, The floor of his abode; Or veil in shades your thousand eyes Before your brighter God. 3 Thou restless globe of golden light, Whose beams create our days, Join with the silver queen of night, To own your borrowed rays. Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and 4 Isaac Watts In your eternal roar; Let wave to wave resound his praise, And shore reply to shore. Isaac Watts 108 LUTON L. M. 1. Come, O my soul, in sa-cred lays, Attempt thy great Crea 2bb4 George Burder tor's praise; But O what tongue can speak His fame? What mortal verse can reach the theme? 1. Great God, in-dulge my humble claim; Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest; z Thou great and good, thou just and 4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, wise, Thou art my Father and my God! And I am thine by sacred ties, [blood. Thy son, thy servant, bought with While I have breath to pray or praise: This work shall make my heart rejoice, And fill the remnant of my days. Isaac Watts 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Confirm the tidings as they roll, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 4 Whilst all the stars that round her And spread the truth from pole to pole 5 What though in solemn silence all 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, The whole creation is thy charge, I High in the heavens, Eternal God, As mountains their foundations keep; From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. Isaac Watts |