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8 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames;
He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdoin's vast, and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite :
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds all round the skyting There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corns The beasts with food his hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The sprightly man, the warlike horse,
All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight :
PSALM 147.-2d Part. L. M. [*]
Summer and winter.
praise the nighty God,
Our children are secure and blest;
And adds his blessings to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains,
The early and the latter rains :
And thus the springing.corn defends. * With hoary frošt he strews the ground:
His hail descends with clattering sound:
That dares defy his dreadful cold? 5 He bids the southern breezes blow:
The ice dissolves, the watérs flow :
But he hath nobler works and ways
His gospel through the nation known :
PSALM 147.--C. M. [*] Ver. 7-9, 12–18. The seasons of the year.
ITH songs and honours sounding Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky. 9 He sends his showers of blessings down
To cheer the plains below;
And corn in valiies grow.
He beaps the ravens sy;
But man, who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
Of the declining year ;
And wintry days appear
Descend and clothe the ground: The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fer.ers hound.
He pours the rattling hail,
Shall find his courage fail.
The fields no longer mourn ;
And bids the spring return.
Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud,
Praise ye the sovereign Lord.
PSALM 148.-P. M. [*]
Praise to God from all ereutures. 1 E tribes of Adam, join
With heaven, and earth, and seas,
To your Creator's praise.
Tholi sum, with dazzling rays,
Shine to your Maker's praise,
With stars of twinkling light.
In glorious order stand,
By his supreme command.
In unknown ages part:
While time and nature last.
His wondrous name, His works proclaim And speak his praise.
And monsters of the deep,
Or in their bosom sleep ;
Their Maker's power 6 Ye vapours, hail and snow,
Praise ye th’ Almighty Lord,
To execute his word.
With lofty cedars there,
Beasts wild and tappens, 1 Exalt his name:
In various forms, Birds, flies, and worms, 8 Ye kings, and judges, fear
The Lord, the sovereign King:
His heavenly honours sing.
Make you forget
To sound his praise divine,
Their feebler voices join.
The God that rules above;
And makes them taste his lov .
PSALM 148.-L. M. [*]
OUD hallelujahs to the Lord [dwell;
From distant worlds where creatures Let boaven begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. Note. This Psalin may be sung to a different metre, by adding the two following lines to everv stapza, vize
Each of his works his name displays,
But they can ne'er fulfil his praise.
Let every angel bend the knee !