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3.

Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heaven, earth, and air are thine; When clouds distill in fruitful showers, The author is divine.

4.

Those wandering cisterns in the sky,
Borne by the winds around,
With watery treasures well supply
The furrows of the ground.

5.

The thirsty ridges drink their fill,
And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with blessings still,
Thy goodness crowns the year.

110. L. M. WATTS.

A hymn for morning or evening.

1.

My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distill like early dew.

2.

Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers.

3.

I yield my powers to thy command;
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

ANONYMOUS.

111. P. M.

A morning hymn.

1.

WHEN morning dawns, my soul reveres
The Great First Cause that bade the spheres
In tuneful order move:

Thine is the sable-mantled night,
Unseen Almighty, and the light
The radiance of thy love.

2.

Hark! the awaken'd grove repays
With melody the genial rays;

And echo spreads the strain.
The streams in grateful murmurs run;
The bleating flocks salute the sun;
And music glads the plain.

3.

Happy the man whose tranquil mind
Sees Nature in her changes kind,
And pleased the whole surveys;
For him the morn benignly smiles,
And evening shades reward the toils
That measure out his days.

4.

The varying year may shift the scene;
The sounding tempest lash the main;
And Heaven's own thunders roll:
Resign'd he views the bursting storm;
Tempests nor thunder can deform
The morning of his soul.

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IN God's own house pronounce his praise,
His grace he there reveals;
To heaven your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.

2.

Let all your sacred passions move,
While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love
Your highest praise exceeds.

3.

All that have motion, life, and breath,
Proclaim your Maker blest;

Yet when my voice expires in death,
My soul shall praise him best.

BOOK III.

ON THE PERFECTIONS AND PROVI

DENCE OF GOD.

113. L. M. DR. THOMSON.
To the One God.

1.

To God, the universal king,

Sovereign of earth, and lord of heaven!
To thee alone our hearts we bring;
To thee alone our praise is given.

2.

Whilst others bend the suppliant knee
To idols made with human hands;
From superstition's shackles free,
We only bow to thy commands.

3.

Thou art, and thou art God alone!
Thee we adore, the One Supreme;
Our daily praise surrounds thy throne,
Thy goodness is our nightly theme.

4.

To thee alone our praise is given,
On thee the one true God we call;
Sovereign of earth, and lord of heaven,
Creator, king, and judge of all.

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ETERNAL God! almighty cause
Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown,
All things are subject to thy laws,
All things depend on thee alone.

2.

Thy glorious being singly stands,
Of all within itself possest;
Controul'd by none in thy commands,
And in thyself completely blest.

3.

No rival can thine honour claim;
No higher deity appears;

No equal bears thine awful name;
No other God thy glory shares.

4.

To thee alone ourselves we owe,

This homage, heaven and earth should pay; All other gods we disavow,

Deny their claims, renounce their sway.

5.

Lord, spread thy name thro' heathen lands, Their idol deities dethrone,

Subdue the world to thy commands,

And reign, as thou art, God alone.

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