Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heavenly plains; Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their choicest strains.

i O may I bear some humble part

In that immortal song;
Wonder and joy shall tunc my heart,

And love command my tonglie.

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(315.; P. M. PARENT of good! thy works of might

I trace with wonder and delight;
Thy name is all divine.

There's naught in earth or sea or air, Oi heav'n itself, that's good or fair,

But what is wholly thine. 2 Immensely high thy glories rise; They strike my soul with sweet surprise,

And sacred pleasure yield:
An ocean wide without a bound,
Where ev'ry noble wish is drown'd,

And ev'ry want is fill’d.
9 To thee my warm affections nlove,
In sweet astonishment and love,

While at thy feet I fall;
I pant for nought beneath the skies;
To thee my ardent wishes rise,

O my eternal All!
& What shall I do to spread thy praise,
My God! through my remaining days,

Or how thy name adore?
To thee I consecrate my breath;
Let me be thine in life and death,
And thine for evermore.

THE WORKS OF GOD.

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God's love displayed in creation HALL, great Creator, wise and good!

To thee our songs we raise. Nature, thro' all her various scenes,

Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild,

Fresh wonders strike our view; And while we gaze, our hearts exult,

With transports ever new. 3 Thy glory beams in ev'ry star,

Which gilds the gloom of night; And decks the smiling face of morn

With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill, the humble lawn,

With countless beauties shine; The silent grove, the awful shade,

Proclain thy pow'r divine.
5 Great nature's God! still may these scenes

Our serious hours engage!
Still may our grateful hearts consult

Thy works' instructive page!
6 And while in all thy wondrous works,

Thy varied love we see;
Still may the contemplation lead

Our hearts, O God, to thee! 59.

L. M. (61.)

Works of God. 1 THE:spacious firmament on high,

With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.

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2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day,

Does his Creator's pow'r display,
And publishes to ev'ry land

The work of an almighty hand.
3 Soon as the ev’ning shades prevail,

The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the list’ning earth
Repeats the story of her birth:
Whilst all the stars that 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 the dark terrestrial ball?
What tho' nor real voice nor sound

Amidst their radiant orbs be found? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice,

And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing, as they shine

T'he hand that made us is divine. 60.

C. M. (64.)

All things dependent on God 1 WE sing th’almighty pow'r of God,

Who bade the mountains rise, Who spread the flowing seas abroad,

And built the lofty skies. 2 We sing the wisdom that ordain'd

The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command,

And all the stars obey.
3 We sing the goodness of the Lord,

Who fills the earth with food;
Who form’d his creatures by a word,

And then pronounc'd them good. * Lord, how thy wonders are display'd, Where'er we turn our eyes:

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Whether we view the ground we ti'ead,

Or gaze upon the skies!
5 There's not a plant nor flow'r below,

But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from thy throne.
6 On nim each moment we depend;

If he withdraw, we die.
Oh may we ne'er that God offend,

Who is for ever nigh! 61.

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The riches of chivine goodness.
ET the high heav'ns your songs invite;

Those spacious fields of brilliant light,
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,

And stars that glow from pole to pole. 2 Sing earth in verdant robes array'd,

Its herbs and flowers, its fruits and shade;
Peopled with life of various forms,

Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 3 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. * But O! that brighter world above,

Where lives and reigns incarnate love!
God's only Son, in flesh array'd,

For man a bleeding victim made!
5 Thither my soul, with rapture soar;

There in the land of praise adore!
The theme demands an angel's lay,
Demands an everlasting day.

L. M.
62. Sun, Moon, and Stars, praise the Lord.
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AIREST of all the lights above,
Thou sun, whose beams adorn the spheres,

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And with unwearied swiftness move,

To form the circles of our years; 2 Praise the Creator of the skies,

That dress'd thine orb in golden rays;
Or let the sun forget to rise,

If he forget his Maker's praise!
3 Thou reigning beauty of the night,

Fair queen of silence, silver moon,
Whose gentle beams, and borrow'd light,

Are softer rivals of the noon;
Arise, and to that sovereign Power

Waxing and waning honours pay,
Who bade thee rule the dusky hour,

And half supply the absent day!
5 Ye twinkling stars that gild the skies,

When darkness has its curtain drawn; That keep your watch with wakeful eyes,

When business, cares, and day, are gone 6 Proclaim the glories of your Lord,

Dispers'd through all the heavenly street, Whose boundless treasures can afford

So rich a pavement for his feet! 7 O God of glory, God of love,

Thou art the sun that makes our days;
With all thy shining works above
Let man attempt to speak thy praise !

L. M. 63.

The Ministry of Angels. · GREA? God! what hosts of angels

stand, In shining ranks at thy right hand, Array'd in robes of dazzling light,

With pinions stretch'd for distant flight! 2 Immortal fires! seraphic flames!

Who can recount their various names!
In strength and beauty they excel;
For near the throne of God they dwell.