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An exhortation to universal praise. L. M.
1 From all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
And truth eternal is thy word ;
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 3 In every land begin the song;
To every land the strains belong;
94. The excellency of the Scriptures. c. M. 1 FATHER of Mercies ! in thy word
What endless riches shine! . For ever be thy name ador'd
For knowledge thus divine ! 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around; And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
3 O may those heavenly pages be
Our first, our chief delight !
And still increase in light.
4 Divine Instructor ! glorious Lord !
Be Thou for ever near:
And view our Saviour there.
Exhortation to universal praise. Ps. 148.
(4. 8. & 4. 7.)
1 PRAISE the Lord ! ye heavens, adore Him,
Praise Him, angels in the height;
Praise Him, all ye stars and light:
Worlds His mighty voice obey'd;
For their guidance He hath made.
2 Praise the Lord ! for He is glorious ;
Never shall His promise fail;
Sin and death shall not prevail :
Hosts on high His power proclaim,
Laud and magnify His name.
1 SALVATION is for ever nigh
To those who fear and trust the Lord : And grace, descending from on high,
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford.
2 Mercy and truth on earth are met,
Since Christ the Lord came down from
heaven: By His obedience, full, complete,
Justice is pleas'd, and peace is given.
3 Now truth and honour shall abound,
Religion dwell on earth again; And heavenly influence bless the ground,
In our Redeemer's gentle reign.
4 Pure righteousness shall spread her wing,
And to this lower earth descend :
And all thy children's steps attend.
Review of life, crowned with mercies. C. M.
1 When all thy mercies, O my God!
My rising soul surveys,
In wonder, love, and praise.
2 O how shall words, with equal warmth,
The gratitude declare,
But thou canst read it there.
3 Thy providence my life sustain'd,
And all my wants redress'd, When in the silent womb I lay,
And hung upon the breast.
4 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd
From whom those comforts flow'd.
5 When, in the slippery paths of youth,
With heedless steps I ran,
And led me up to man.
6 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts,
My daily thanks employ ;
That tastes those gifts with joy.
7 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue ;
The glorious theme renew.
98. The Lord the Shepherd of His people. (6.8.)
1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care ;
And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountains pant,
3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious lonely wilds I stray,
4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,