3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day,
Joy through the earth be seen;
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green.

4 With pleasure lift your wandering eyes, Ye islands of the sea!

Ye mountains! sink; ye valleys! rise;}
Prepare the Saviour's way.

5 Behold, he comes! he comes to bless
The nations from their God;

To show the world his righteousness,
And send his truth abroad.

6 Again he comes with powerful voice
To wake the numerous dead,
And call his churches to rejoice
With their exalted Head.

7 When he, who is our life, draws near, And all his glory view,

His faithful servants shall appear
With him in glory too.

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HYMN 67.-L. M.

God, our Shepherd.

HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant;
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3 Though in a bare and rugged way. Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned

And streams shall marmur all around.

4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill;

Forthou, O Lord! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.

HYMN 68.--C. M.

Salvation.

ALVATION! O, the joyful sound!
"Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2 Buri'd in sorrow, and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine
To see a heavenly day.

3 Salvation! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound.

4 Salvation! O, the bleeding Lamb,
To thee the praise belongs!
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues.

HYMN 69.-L. M.

The voice of God in his works.

HE spacious firmament on high,

T With all the blue ethereal sky

And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great original proclaim.

Th' unwearied sun from day to day
Doth his Creator's power display;
And publishes to every land,
The work of an Almighty hand.

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth.

Whilst all the stars which round her burn,

And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

5 What though, in solemn silence, all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound, Amidst their radiant orbs are found.

6 In reason's car they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
Forever singing, as they shine-
"The hand that made us is divine."

HYMN 70.-C. M.

Gratitude to God.

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God!

My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.

2 Thy povidence my life sustained,
And all my wants redressed,
When in the silent womb I lay,
Or hung upon the breast.

8 To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear,

Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
To form themselves in prayer.

4 Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed,