58. S. M. WATTS. Praise to God from all nations. 1. YE nations, praise the Lord, Each with a different tongue; In every language learn his word, And let his name be sung. 2. While angels sound his praise, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth his honours raise ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 3. Praise him with awe profound; Let knowledge lead the song; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 4. Far be his honour spread, And let his praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. 5. The God we worship now Will be our God while here below, 0 59. P. M. WILTSHIRE COLLECTION. 1. O PRAISE ye the Lord; prepare a new song, Let praises to God our maker ascend; And view with complacence the offering we bring. 3. Be joyful, ye saints, sustain'd by his might, And let your glad songs awake with each morn; For those who obey him are still his delight; His hand with salvation the meek will adorn. 4. Then praise ye the Lord; prepare a glad song, 60. P. M. EXETER COLLECTION. 1. PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator! Praise be thine from every tongue; Join, my soul, with every creature, 2. Father! source of all compassion! 3. For ten thousand blessings given, Sound his praise through earth and heaven, 4.. Joyfully on earth adore him, Till in heaven our song we raise ; There enraptured fall before him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 61. s. M. WATTS. Praise to the Creator. 1. ALMIGHTY Maker, God! How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories how diffused abroad Through the creation's frame! 2. Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, 3. My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too; Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the homage due. 4. On God my hopes depend Through all my future days: To him my soul shall oft ascend In grateful songs of praise. 62. P. M. WALKER'S COLLECTION. Praise to God. 1. LIFT your voice, ye people all, 2. God his sovereign sway maintains; 3. Sons of earth, the triumph join, 4. Happy, who his laws obey! 5. Him, whose joy is to restore, GLORY be to God on high, 2. Favour'd mortals, raise the song; 3. Call the tribes of beings round 4. Mark the wonders of his hand! Power, no empire can withstand; Wisdom, angels' glorious theme; Goodness, one eternal stream: Glory be to God on high, God whose glory fills the sky. |