HYMN XXV. Let the people praise thee O God. Ps. Ixvii. 3. FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Redeemer's name be sung Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word. Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring : Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise Him, all creatures here below! Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! HYMN XXVI. Come over and help us. Acts xvi. 9. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From many an ancient river, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. What though the spicy breezes Bows down to wood and stone. Can we, whose souls are lighted Can we, to men benighted The joyful sound proclaim; Has learn'd Messiah's name. Waft, waft ye winds, his story; It spreads from pole to pole: The Lamb, for sinners slain, Missionary Hymn. HYMN XXVII. Praise Him Sun and Moon. Psalm cxlviii. 3. FROM Vocal air and concave skies, Till vaulted heav'ns the notes rebound. Thou solar orb! whose ruddy beam Compels the shades of night to yield; Thou silver moon! whose fainter gleam Scarce trembles o'er yon azure field! Ye stars! who circle round the pole, Your voices raise with mix'd acclaim, The sole august majestic name O'er earth and distant heav'n ador'd. HYMN XXVIII. Thy footsteps are not known. Psalm lxxvii. 19. God moves in a mysterious way, Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up his bright designs, Ye fearful saints fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. |