L THE HOLY SCRIPTURES.

HYMN 1. C. M.

1 GREAT GOD! with wonder and with praise

On all thy works I look;
But still thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brightest in thy book.

2 The stars, that in their courses roll,
Have much instruction given;
But thy good word informs my soul
How I may soar to heaven.

8 The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the LORD;
But fruits of life and glory grow
In thy most holy word.

4 Here are my choicest treasures hid;
Here my best comfort lies;
Here my desires are satisfied,
And here my hopes arise.

5 LORD, make me understand thy law,
Show what my faults have been,

And from thy Gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.

1 GREAT first of beings! mighty LORD Of all this wondrous frame! Produced by thy creating word,

The world from nothing came.

2 Thy voice sent forth the high command, "T was instantly obey'd:

And through thy goodness all things stand,
Which by thy power were made.

3 LORD! for thy glory shine the whole;
They all reflect thy light:
For this in course the planets roll,
And day succeeds the night.

4 For this the sun disperses heat
And beams of cheering day;
And distant stars, in order set,
By night thy power display.

To save my soul from hell;

Not all the books on earth beside,
Such heavenly wonders tell.

7 Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight,

By day to read these wonders o'er,
And meditate by night.

HYMN 2. C. M.

1 FATHER of mercies! in thy word What endless glory shines!

For ever be thy name adored,
For these celestial lines.

2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find;

Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast;
Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invite the longing taste.

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys,
Attend the blissful sound.

50 may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;

And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.
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For this the waters flow;

And blooming plants adorn the fields,
And trees aspiring grow.

6 Inspired with praise, our minds pursue This wise and noble end

That all we think, and all we do,

Shall to thine honor tend.

1 LET heaven arise, let earth appear-
Proclaim'd the Eternal LORD;
The heaven arose, the earth appear'd,
At his creating word.

2 But formless was the earth, and void,
Dark, sluggish, and confused;
Till o'er the mass the Spirit moved,
And quick'ning power diffused.

3 Then spake the LORD Omnipotent
The mandate, "Be there light :"
Light darted forth in vivid rays,
And scatter'd ancient night.

4 The glorious firmament He spread,
To part the earth and sky;
And fix'd the upper elements
Within their spheres on high.
5 He bade the seas together flow;
They left the solid land;

And herbs, and plants, and fruitful trees,
Sprung forth at his command.

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Two greater orbs of light;
The radiant sun to rule the day
The moon to rule the night.
7 To all the varied living tribes
He gave their wondrous birth;
Some form'd within the wat'ry deep,
Some, from the teeming earth.

8 Then, chief o'er all his works below,
Man, honor'd man, was made;
His soul with God's pure image stamp'd,
With innocence array'd.

9 Completed now the mighty work,
GOD his creation view'd;

And, pleased with all that he had made, Pronounced it "very good."

Praise from the Elements and Worlds. 1 YE fields of light, celestial plains, Where pure, serene effulgence reigns,

Ye scenes divinely fair,

Your Maker's wondrous power proclaim,
Tell how he form'd your shining frame,
And breath'd the fluid air.

2 Join, all ye stars, the vocal choir;
Thou dazzling orb of liquid fire
The mighty chorus aid;
And, soon as evening veils the plain,
Thou moon, prolong the hallow'd strain,
And praise him in the shade.

8 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode,
Proclaim the glories of thy GOD;
Ye worlds, declare his might;

Darkness and dismal chaos fled,
And nature sprung to light.
4 Let every element rejoice;
Ye thunders, burst with awful voice
To him who bids you roll;
His praise in softer notes declare,
Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air,
And breathe it to the soul.

HYMN 7. L.M.

Psalm xix.

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 list'ning earth,
Repeats the story of her birth;

4 Whilst 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 this 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, For ever singing as they shrine, "The hand that made us is divine."

III. PROVIDENCE.
HYMN 8. L. M.

ETERNAL source of every joy!
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
While in thy temple we appear,
To hail thee, sovereign of the year.

2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness when to veil the skies.
3 The flowery spring at thy command,
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigor shine
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours
Through all our coasts redundant stores;
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horror wear.

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,

Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.