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ROM age to age exalt his name, God and his grace are still the same; He fills the hungry soul with food, And feeds the poor with every good. 2 But if their hearts rebel and rise Against the God who rules the skies; If they reject his heavenly word, And slight the counsels of the Lord; 3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground, And no deliverer shall be found;

Laden with grief they waste their breath, In darkness and the shades of death. 4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, He makes the dawning light arise, And scatters all that dismal shade That hung so heavy round their head. 5 He cuts the bars of brass in two, And lets the smiling prisoners through; Takes off the load of guilt and grief, And gives the labouring soul relief. 60 may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord! How great his works! how kind his ways! Let every tongue pronounce his praise.

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OULD you behold the works of God,
His wonders in the world abroad?
With the bold mariners survey
The unknown regions of the sea!
2 They leave their native shores behind,
And seize the favour of the wind;
Till God command and tempests rise,
That heave the ocean to the skies.

3 Now to the heavens they mount amain,
Now sink to dreadful deeps again;

What strange affrights young sailors feel,
And like a staggering drunkard reel!

4 When land is far and death is nigh,
Lost to all hope, to God they cry;
His mercy hears their loud address,
And sends salvation in distress.

5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage,
And stormy tempests cease to rage;
The gladsome train their fears give o'er,
And hail with joy their native shore.

60 may the sons of men record

The wondrous goodness of the Lord!
Let them their private offerings bring,
And in the church his glory sing.

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HY works of glory, mighty Lord,
That rule the boisterous sea,
The sons of courage shall record,
Who tempt the dangerous way.

2 At thy command the winds arise,
And swell the towering waves!
The men, astonished, mount the skies,
And sink in gaping graves.

3 Again they climb the watery hills,
And plunge in deeps again;
Each like a tottering drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain.

4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar,
They pant with fluttering breath;
And, hopeless of the distant shore,
Expect immediate death.

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5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries;
He hears their loud request,

And orders silence through the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.

6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears,
And see the storm allayed:
Now to their eyes the port appears;
There let their vows be paid.

7 'Tis God that brings them safe to land;
Let stupid mortals know,

That waves are under his command,
And all the winds that blow.

8 0 that the sons of men would praise
The goodness of the Lord!

And those that see thy wondrous ways,
Thy wondrous love record.

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WAKE, my soul, to sound his praise,
Awake my harp to sing;

Join all my powers the song to raise,
And morning incense bring.

2 Among the people of his care,

And through the nations round, Glad songs of praise will I prepare, And there his name resound.

3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the starry train;

Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad,
And teach the world thy reign.

4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice,
And throng thy courts above;
While sinners hear thy pardoning voice,
And taste redeeming love.

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GAIN, my tongue, thy silence break, My heart, and all my powers, awake; My tongue, the glory of my frame, Awake, and sing Jehovah's name. 2 Ye saints, rejoice, ye nations, hear, While I your Maker's praise declare;

High o'er the clouds his truth ascends;
Through earth, through heaven, his grace ex-
tends.

3 0'er heaven exalted is his throne;
In every world his glory shown;

The church he loves, his hand shall save From death, and sorrow, and the grave. 4 Ye kingdoms hear his awful voice! "In Sion shall my heart rejoice; This hand shall all her foes dismay, And make their scattered strength a prey. 5 "Mine are the sons of Sion, mine Their glory, grace, and truth divine; My sceptre shines in Judah's hands, And still my strength in Ephraim stands. 6 "My foes to ruin shall be driven,

The shame of earth, the scorn of heaven; Their eyes shall see my church prevail; Their strength shall shrink, their courage fail." 7 0 thou, beneath whose sovereign sway Nations and worlds in dust decay,

Though thy sweet smile has been withdrawn,
Thine aid denied, thy presence gone:

8 Yet wilt thou still with love return;
With duty teach our hearts to burn;
Our dying graces, Lord, revive,
And bid thy fainting children live.

9 Save us from sin, and fear, and woe,
From every snare, and every foe,
And help us boldly to contend,
Falsehood resist, and truth defend.

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OD of my mercy and my praise,
Thy glory is my song;

Though sinners speak against thy grace
With a blaspheming tongue.

2 When in the form of mortal man
Thy Son on earth was found;
With cruel slanders, false and vain,
They compassed him around.

3 Their miseries his compassion move,
Their peace he still pursued;
They render hatred for his love,
And evil for his good.

4 Their malice raged without a cause,
Yet with his dying breath

He prayed for murderers on his cross,
And blessed his foes in death.

5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine
In vain before my eyes?

Give me a soul akin to thine,

To love mine enemies.

6 The Lord shall on my side engage,
And in my Saviour's name

I shall defeat their pride and rage,
Who slander and condemn.

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HUS God th' eternal Father spake To Christ the Son: "Ascend and sit At my right hand, till I shall make Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 "From Sion shall thy word proceed, Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 "That day shall show thy power is great, When saints shall flock with willing minds, And sinners crowd thy temple gate, Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed power! O glorious day! What a large victory shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew.