1 My God, my king, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift; thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.

4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
Let every realm with joy proclaim
The sound and honor of thy name.
5 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and labor of their tongue.

6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable thy ways;
Vast and immortal be thy praise !

22. L. M. WATTS.

The Eternal and Sovereign God. Ps. 93.
1 JEHOVAH reigns! he dwells in light,
Girded with majesty and might:
The world, created by his hands,
Still on its first foundation stands.

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ATTRIBUTES OF GOD.

2 But ere this spacious world was made
Or had its first foundations laid,
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Thyself the ever-living God.

3 Like floods the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies;
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high!
At thy rebuke the billows die.

4 Forever shall thy throne endure:
Thy promise stands forever sure;
And everlasting holiness

Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.

23. L. M. 61.

WATTS.

Goodness and Truth of God. Ps. 146.
1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2 Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust:
Vain is the help of flesh and blood;
Their breath departs, their pomp and power,
And thoughts all vanish in an hour;
Nor can they make their promise good.

3 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God: he made the sky,
And earth and seas with all their train ;
His truth forever stands secure :

He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor;
And none shall find his promise vain.

4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind :

He sends the labouring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release.

5 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.

24. H. M. WATTS.

Perfections of God.

1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns;
His throne is built on high;
The garments he assumes
Are light and majesty :
His glories shine
With beams so bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the sight.

2 The thunders of his hand

Keep the wide world in awe;
His wrath and justice stand
To guard his holy law :
And where his love
Resolves to bless,
His truth confirms
And seals the grace.

3 And can this mighty King
Of glory condescend?

And will he write his name,
My Father and my Friend?
I love his name,

I love his word;

Join all my powers
And praise the Lord.

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25. H. M.

WATTS.

God's Mercies of Creation and Redemption. Ps. 136.

1 GIVE thanks to God most high,

The universal Lord;

The sovereign King of kings;
And be his grace adored.
His power and grace

Are still the same;
And let his name
Have endless praise.

2 How mighty is his hand!
What wonders hath he done!
He formed the earth and seas,
And spread the heavens alone.
Thy mercy, Lord,
Shall still endure;
And ever sure

Abides thy word.

3 He sent his only Son

To save us from our wo,
From darkness, sin, and death,
And every hurtful foe.

His power and grace

Are still the same;
And let his name
Have endless praise.

4 Give thanks aloud to God,
To God the heavenly King;
And let the spacious earth
His works and glories sing.
Thy mercy, Lord,
Shall still endure ;
And ever sure
Abides thy word.

26. C. M. WATTS.

God our Refuge. Ps. 27. 1 Soon as I heard my Father say, "Ye children, seek my grace," My heart replied without delay, "I'll seek my Father's face."

2 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want or die,

My God will make my life his care,
And all my need supply.

3 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believed

To see thy grace provide relief;
Nor was my hope deceived.

4 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up:

He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.

God our Shepherd. Ps. 23.
1 THE 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 noon-day 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,