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God praised by Universal Nature.

C. M. D.

PRAISE ye the Lord, ye immortal choir,

That fill the realms above:

Praise him who form'd you of his fire,
And feeds you with his love.
Shine to his praise ye chrystal skies,
The floor of his abode;

Or veil in shades your thousand eyes,
Before your brighter God.

2 Thou restless globe of golden light,
Whose beams create our days,
Join with the silver queen of night,
borrow'd rays.

To own your

Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud,
Through all th' ethereal blue;
For when his chariot is a cloud,
He makes his wheels of you.

3 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas,
In your eternal roar ;

Let wave to wave resound his praise,
And shore reply to shore.

Thunder, and hail, and fire, and storms,
The troops of his command,
Appear in all your dreadful forms,
And speak his awful hand.

4 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines,
To him that bids you grow;

Sweet clusters bend the fruitful vines,
On ev'ry thankful bough.

Thus while the meaner creatures sing,
Ye mortals catch the sound;
Echo the glories of your King,
Through all the nations round.

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God glorious, and Sinners saved.

C. M.

FATHER, how wide thy glory shines!
How high thy wonders rise!

Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousands through the skies!

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r,
Their motions speak thy skill;

And on the wings of ev'ry hour
We read thy patience still.

3 But when we view thy great design,
To save rebellious worms:

Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms.

4 Here the whole deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess,
Which of the glories brightest shine,
The justice or the grace.

5 Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heav'nly plains;

Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.

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I bear some humble part

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In that immortal song!

Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.

Jesus adored.

L. M.

WORTHY the Lamb of boundless sway,
In earth and heav'n the Lord of all;

Ye princes, rulers, pow'rs obey,

And low before his footstool fall.

2 The deed was done, the Lamb was slain,
The groaning earth the burden bore:
He rose! he lives! he lives to reign;
Nor time shall shake his endless pow'r.

3 Whate'er is rich, whate'er is great,

From worlds unnumber'd hither bring;
Pour the gay stores before his seat,
And hail the triumphs of our King.

4 Wisdom and strength are his alone,
He rais'd the top-stone, shouting grace,
Honour has rais'd his lofty throne,

And glory's seated on his face.

5 From heav'n, from earth, loud bursting praise The mighty blessings shall proclaim ; Blessings that men to glory raise,

To shout the triumphs of the Lamb.

6 Higher, still higher, swell the strain,
Creation's voice the note prolong;
The Lamb shall ever, ever reign!
Let hallelujahs crown the song!

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The Coronation of Christ.

HALL loyal nations hail the day

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P. M.

That crowns their King with loud acclaim?
And shall not saints their homage pay

To their beloved Saviour's name?
Ye saints resound in joyful strains,
Jesus the King of glory reigns!

2 Jesus who vanquish'd all our foes,

Who came to save, who reigns to bless;
From him your ev'ry comfort flows,
Life, liberty, and joy, and peace.
Resound, resound, in joyful strains,
Jesus the King of Glory reigns!

3 Yes, thou art worthy, dearest Lord,
Of universal, endless praise;
With ev'ry pow'r to be ador'd,

That men or angels e'er can raise.
Let heav'n and earth unite their strains,
Jesus the King of Glory reigns!

4 But earth nor heav'n can e'er proclaim
The boundless glories of their King;
Yet must our hearts adore his name,
Dear name, whence all our blessings spring!

Resound, resound in joyful strains,
Jesus the King of Glory reigns!

5 How mean the tribute mortals pay,
How cold the heart, how faint the tongue!
But, Lord, thy coronation-day

Shall tune a more exalted song;
Resounding in immortal strains,
Jesus the King of Glory reigns!

6 He comes! he comes! with triumph crown'd,
In dazzling robes of light array'd,
Faith views the splendour dawning round,
Earth's fairest lustre sinks in shade.
Resound, resound in joyful strains,
Jesus the King of Glory reigns!

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Praise to the God of Abraham.

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HE God of Abr’ham praise,
Who reigns enthron'd above

Antient of everlasting days,

And God of love:

Jehova, Great I Am!

By earth and heav'n confes'd;
I bow and bless the sacred name,
For ever bless'd.

The God of Abr'ham praise,
At whose supreme command

From earth I rise and seek the joys
At his right hand:

P. M.

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