4 [Awake, ye tempests, and his fame,
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name,
Fill every gentler breeze of air.

5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth, and rolling sea,
In this eternal song conspire.

6 Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill;
Valleys, lie low before his eye;
And let his praise, from every hill,
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky.
7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches, and adore;
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains;
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.

8 Birds, ye must make his praise your theme; Nature demands a song from you; While the dumb fish, that cut the stream, Leap up and mean his praises too.] -9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, e When nature all around you sings; u O for a shout-from old and young,From humble swains, and lofty kings. g 10 Wide-as his vast dominion liesMake the Creator's name be known: u Loud-as his thunder-shout his praise, g And sound it lofty-as his throne.

e 11 JEHOVAH'tis a glorious wordO may it dwell on every tongue!

o But saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song.

o 12 Speak of the wonders of that love, Which Gabriel plays on every chord! u From all below and all above,

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord.

S. M. St. Thomas's. [*]

Universal Praise.

1LET every creature join

To praise th' eternal God;

Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin,
And sound his name abroad

2 Thou sun, with golden beams,
And moon, with paler rays,
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.

3 He built those worlds above,
And fixed their wondrous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And ever speak his name.

4 Ye vapours, when you rise,
Or fall in showers, or snow,

Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies,
His power and glory show.

5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, Agree to praise the Lord,When ye in dreadful storms conspire, To execute his word.

6 By all his works above

His honours be expressed;
But saints, who taste his saving love,
Should sing his praises best.

PAUSE I.

7 [Let earth and ocean know,
They owe their Maker praise:
Praise him, ye watery worlds below,
And monsters of the seas.

8 From mountains near the sky,
Let his high praise resound;
From humble shrubs, and cedars high,
And vales and fields around.

9 Ye lions of the wood,

And tamer beasts that graze,

Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praise.

10 Ye birds of lofty wing,
On high his praises bear;

Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing
Your Maker's glory there.

11 Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wisdom show;

And flies in all your shining swarms,
Praise him who dressed you so.

12 By all the earth-born race,
His honours be expressed:

But saints, who know his heavenly grace,
Should learn to praise him best.

PAUSE II.

13 Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye th' eternal King:
Judges, adore that sovereign hand,
Whence all your honours spring.
14 Let vigorous youth engage,
To sound his praises high:
While growing babes, and withering age,
Their feebler voices try.

15 United zeal be shown

His wondrous fame to raise :
God is the Lord: his name alone
Deserves our endless praise.

16 Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him blest:

But saints, who dwell so near his heart,
Should sing his praises best.]

PSALM 149. C. M.

Arundel. [*]

The Saints judging the World.

ALL ye who love the Lord, rejoice,

And let your songs be new;

Amidst the church, with cheerful voice,
His later wonders shew.

2 The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;
And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King.

3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just,
Whom sinners treat with scorn:
The meek, who lie despised in dust,
Salvation shall adorn.

-4 Saints should be joyful in their King,
Ev'n on a dying bed;

And, like the souls in glory, sing

For God shall raise the dead.

5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues, Their hands shall wield the sword.

And vengeance shall attend their songs,—
The vengeance of the Lord.

g 6 When Christ his judgment seat ascends,
And bids the world appear,

Thrones are prepared for all his friends,
Who humbly loved him here.

7 [Then shall they rule, with iron rod,
Nations that dared rebel:

And join the sentence of their God,
On tyrants doomed to hell.

8 The royal sinners, bound in chains,
New triumphs shall afford:

Such honour for the saints remains :-
Praise ye and love the Lord.]

PSALM 150. C. M. Doxology. [*]
Ver. 1, 2, 6. A Song of Praise.

1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise;

His grace

he there :

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.

THE CHRISTIAN DOXOLOGY.

L. M.

God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,

Be honour, praise, and glory given,
By all on earth and all in heaven.

C. M.

IET God, the Father and the Son

And Spirit,-be adored;

Where there are works to make him known, Or saints to love the Lord.

C. M.

Where the tune includes two stanzas.

I.

HE God of mercy be adored,

Who saves by his redeeming word,
And new creating breath."

II.

To praise the Father and the Son,
And Spirit all divine,—

The One in Three, and Three in One,—
Let saints and angels join.

S. M.

Yangsaints who dwell below,

E angels round the throne,

Worship the Father, praise the Son,
And bless the Spirit too.

P. M.

N The Father, Sor, and Spirit, be

W to the great and sacred Three

Eternal praise and glory givenThrough all the worlds where God is known,

By all the angels near the throne,

And all the saints in earth and heaven.

P. M.

To God the Father's throne

Perpetual honours raise;

Glory to God the Son!

To God the Spirit praise!

With all our powers,
Eternal King,
Thy name we sing,
While faith adores.