1 THE Lord is King! lift up thy voice,
O earth; and all ye heavens, rejoice;
From world to world the joy shall ring,
The Lord omnipotent is King.
2 The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care,
Or murmur at his wise decrees,
Or doubt his royal promises?
3 Oh, when his wisdom can mistake,
His might decay, his love forsake,
Then may his children cease to sing,
The Lord omnipotent is King!
4 One Lord, one empire all secures ;
He reigns, and life and death are yours:
Through earth and heaven one song shall
The Lord omnipotent is King.
1 AWAKE, my tongue, thy tribute bring
To him who gave thee power to sing:
Praise him who is all praise above,
The source of wisdom and of love.
2 How vast his knowledge! how profound! A depth where all our thoughts are drowned!
The stars he numbers, and their names
He gives to all those heavenly flames.
3 Through each bright world above, behold
Ten thousand thousand charms unfold;
Earth, air, and mighty seas combine,
To speak his wisdom all divine.
4 But in redemption, oh, what grace!
Its wonders, oh, what thought can trace!
Here wisdom shines forever bright:
Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.
1 THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
2 The unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand.
3 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;
4 While all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
5 What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Amidst their radiant orbs be found?
6 In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
Forever singing, as they shine,
"The hand that made us is divine."
Joseph Addison, 1712.
1 HALLELUJAII! raise, oh raise
To our God the song of praise;
All his servants join to sing
God our Saviour and our King.
2 Blesséd be for evermore
That dread name which we adore!
Round the world his praise be sung,
Through all lands, in every tongue!
3 O'er all nations God alone,
Higher than the heavens his throne;
Who is like to God Most High,
Infinite in majesty?
4 Yet to view the heavens he bends,
Yea, to earth he condescends;
Passing by the rich and great
For the low and desolate.
5 He can raise the poor to stand
With the princes of the land;
Wealth upon the needy shower,
Set the meanest high in power.
6 He the broken spirit cheers;
Turns to joy the mourner's tears;
Such the wonders of his ways;
Praise his name, forever praise.
1 LET us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for he is kind;
For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 Let us sound his name abroad,
For of gods he is the God;
For his mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
3 He, with all-commanding might,
Filled the new-made world with light;
For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 All things living he doth feed,
His full hand supplies their need;
For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
5 He his chosen race did bless
In the wasteful wilderness;
For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
6 He hath with a piteous eye
Looked upon our misery;
For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
7 Let us, then, with gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord, for he is kind;
For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
1 O LORD, how good, how great art thou,
In heaven and earth the same!
There angels at thy footstool bow,
Here babes thy grace proclaim.
2 When glorious in the nightly sky
Thy moon and stars I see,
Oh, what is man! I wondering cry,
To be so loved by thee!
3 To him thou hourly deign'st to give
New mercies from on high;
Didst quit thy throne with him to live,
For him in pain to die.
4 Close to thine own bright seraphim
His favored path is trod;
And all beside are serving him,
That he may serve his God.
5 O Lord, how good, how great art thou,
In heaven and earth the same!
There angels at thy footstool bow,
Here babes thy grace proclaim.
1 SINCE all the downward tracts of time God's watchful eye surveys;
Oh, who so wise to choose our lot,
Or regulate our ways!
2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love,
Immeasurably kind;
To his unerring, gracious will,
Be every wish resigned.
3 Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies ;
E'en crosses from his sovereign hand
Are blessings in disguise.
1 GOD moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
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