4 Fain we would on Thee rely,
Cast on Thee our sin and care: To Thine arms of mercy fly,
Find our lasting quiet there.
5 Lo, we come to Thee for ease:
True and gracious as Thou art,
Now our weary souls release,
Write forgiveness on our heart.
MY Soul, now bless thy Maker!
Let all within me bless His name,
Who maketh thee partaker
Of mercies more than thou dar'st
Forget Him not, whose meekness
Forgiveth all thy sin;
Who healeth all thy weakness,
Renews thy life within;
Whose grace and care are endless,
And saved thee through the past;
Who leaves no sufferer friendless,
But rights the wronged at last!
2 He shows to man His treasure
Of judgment, truth, and righteousness, His love beyond all measure,
His yearning pity o'er distress;
Nor treats us as we merit,
But lays His anger by,
The humble, contrite spirit
Finds His compassion nigh;
Far as the heavens above us,
As break from close of day,
So far, since He doth love us,
He casts our sins away.
3 For as a tender father
Hath pity on his children here,
He in His arms will gather
All who are His in childlike fear.
He knows how frail our powers,
Who but from dust are made,
We flourish as the flowers,
And even so we fade,
The wind but o'er them passes,
And all their bloom is o'er,-
We wither like the grasses,
Our place knows us no more.
4 His grace alone endureth,
And children's children yet shall prove How God with strength assureth The hearts of all that seek His love. In heaven is fixed His dwelling,
His rule is over all;
Angels in might excelling,
Bright hosts, before Him fall!
Praise Him who ever reigneth,
All ye who hear His Word,
Nor our poor hymns disdaineth ;-
My soul, O bless the Lord!
TO God, the Father of all love,
The God of earth and heaven,
The mighty God who reigns above,
Be praise and glory given!
With healing balm my soul He fills,
And every pain and sorrow stills:
To God all praise and glory!
2 The angel host, O King of kings,
Thy praise forever telling,
In earth and sky all living things
Beneath Thy shadow dwelling,
Adore and praise their Maker's might,
Whose wisdom orders all things right;
To God all praise and glory!
3 What God's almighty power hath made,
His gracious mercy keepeth;
By morning glow or evening shade
His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth;
Within the kingdom of His might,
Lo! all is just and all is right;
To God all praise and glory!
4 I cried to God in my distress,
His mercy heard me calling;
My Savior saw my helplessness,
And kept my feet from falling;
For this, Lord, praise and thanks to
Thee!
Praise God most high, praise God with me!
To God all praise and glory!
5 The Lord forsaketh not His flock,
His chosen generation;
He is their Refuge and their Rock,
Their Peace and their Salvation,
And with a mother's watchful love
He guides them wheresoe'er they rove;
To God all praise and glory!
6 When earth can comfort us no more,
Nor human help availeth,
The Maker comes Himself, whose store Of blessing never faileth,
And bends on them a Father's eyes
Whom earth all rest and hope denies;
To God all praise and glory!
7 Thus all my pilgrim way along
I'll sing aloud Thy praises,
That men may hear the grateful song
My voice unwearied raises;
Be joyful in the Lord, my heart!
Both soul and body, bear your part!
To God all praise and glory!
8 Ye who confess Christ's holy name,
To God give praise and glory!
Ye who the Father's power proclaim,
To God give praise and glory!
All idols under foot be trod,
The Lord is God! The Lord is God!
To God all praise and glory!
9 Then come before His presence now,
And banish fear and sadness;
To your Redeemer pay your vow,
And sing with joy and gladness:
Though great distress my soul befell,
The Lord my God did all things well;
To God all praise and glory!
SONGS of immortal praise belong
To my almighty God:
He hath my heart, and He my tongue,
To spread His name abroad.
2 How great the works His hand hath
wrought!
How glorious in our sight!
And men in every age have sought
His wonders with delight.
3 How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise th' eternal Mind!
His counsels never change the scheme
That His first thoughts designed.
4 When He redeemed the sons of men,
He fixed His covenant sure;
The orders that His lips pronounce
To endless years endure.
5 Nature and time and earth and skies
Thy heavenly skill proclaim.
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read Thy name!
6 To fear Thy power, to trust Thy grace, Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our race
O THAT I had a thousand voices!
A mouth to speak with thousand
tongues!
My heart, which in the Lord rejoices,
Then would proclaim in grateful songs
To all, wherever I might be,
What great things God hath done for me.
2 O that my voice might high be sounding, Far as the widely distant poles;
My blood run quick, with rapture
bounding,
Long as its vital current rolls,
And every pulse thanksgiving raise,
And every breath a hymn of praise!
3 O all ye powers that God implanted,
Arise, keep silence thus no more,
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