But Spring revives their hopes again,
And breathes new life through every vein.

4 How emblematic of that day,

The glorious resurrection morn, When, decked in brighter robes than May, In robes that angel hosts adorn, The soul, redeemed, shall burst its tomb, And in immortal glory bloom!

GOD'S WORKS PRAISE HIM.

HYMN 71. H. M. [#]
Glory of God's Works.

1 YE realms below the skies,
Your Maker's praises sing;
Let boundless honours rise

To heaven's eternal King.
O, bless his name, whose love extends
Salvation to the world's far ends.

2 Give glory to the Lord,

Ye kindreds of the earth;
His sovereign power record,

And show his wonders forth,
Till heathen tongues his grace proclaim,
And
every heart adores his name.

3 "Tis he the mountains crowns With forests waving wide;

"Tis he old ocean bounds,
And heaves her roaring tide;
He swells the tempests on the main,
Or breathes the zephyr o'er the plain.

4 Still let the waters roar,

As round the earth they roll;
His praise for evermore

They sound, from pole to pole.
"Tis Nature's wild, unconscious song,
O'er thousand waves, that floats along.

5 His praise, ye worlds on high, Display, with all your spheres, Amid the darksome sky,

When silent night appears.
O, let his works declare his name
Through all the universal frame!

Praise to the Creator.

1 ALMIGHTY MAKER, God,
How wondrous is thy name!
Thy glories how diffused abroad
Through all creation's frame '

2 Nature in every dress

Her humble homage pays;
In thousand forms her ways express
Thine undissembled praise.

3 My soul would rise and sing
To her Creator too :

Fain would my tongue adore my King,
And pay the homage due.

4 In joy, O, let me spend

The remnant of my days;
And oft to God my soul ascend
In grateful songs of praise!

HYMN 73. C. M. [#]

Works of God..

1 Lo, what a speaking lustre shines
In all the works of God;

His wisdom writ in fairest lines,
His
power declared abroad.

2 The heavens, adorned with moon and stars, Express his glorious skill;

The day his strong impression bears;
The night attends his will.

3 Their language through the earth is heard;
One all-extending voice
Proclaims the cheering, peaceful word,
Which bids the earth rejoice.

4 Behold yon glowing, radiant sun,
Great source of blissful light,
Rejoicing, while, his course to run,
He sheds effulgence bright!

5 Such is thy law, O God of grace, Which renovates the soul;

A law of love, and truth, and peace,
That makes the wounded whole.

6 Nor shall its moral light grow dim,
Or ever fade away;
The present, gentle, rising beam
Shall shed a boundless day.

HYMN 74. C. M. [#]

Grandeur of God's Works.

1 PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir, Who fill the realms above;

Praise him who formed you of his fire,
And feeds
you with his love.

2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies,
The floor of his abode;

Or veil the lustre of your eyes
Before a brighter God.

3 Thou central globe of golden light,
Whose beams create our days,
Join with the silver queen of night,
To own your borrowed rays.

4 Blush, and refund the honours paid
Το your inferior names;

Tell the blind world your orbs are fed
By his exhaustless flames.

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

HYMN 75. C. M. [#]

God controls the Seas.

1 THY works of glory, mighty Lord,
Thy wonders in the deeps,
The sons of courage shall record,
Who trade in floating ships.

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

3 Then to the Lord they raise their cries;
He hears the loud request,
And orders silence through the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.

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

5 O that the sons of men would praise
The goodness of the Lord,
And those who see thy wondrous ways
Thy wondrous love record!

HYMN 76. L. M. [#]
Protection of God on the Deep.

1 WOULD you behold the works of God,
His wonders in the world abroad,—
Go with the mariners, and trace
The unknown regions of the seas.

2 They leave their native shores behind,
And seize the favour of the wind;
Till God commands, and tempests rise,
Which heave the ocean to the skies.

3 When land is far, and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry;