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3 The lark mounts up the sky,
With unambitious song;
Upon her artless tongue.
To my Creator too;
And give him praises due. 5 Let joy and worship spend
The remnant of my days:
In sweet perfumes of praise.
C. M. Heaven and earth are full of His glory. VTERNAL Wisdom ! thee we praise,
Thee the creation sings: With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven's high palace, rings. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky,
How glorious to behold !
And starr'd with sparkling gold. 3 There thou hast bid the globes of light
Their endless circuits run:
The day obeys the sun.
And strike the wond’ring sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground,
With terror and delight. 5 Infinite strength, and equal skill,
Shine through thy works abroad : Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder God!
6 But the mild glories of thy grace,
Our softer passions move: Pity divine, in Jesus' face,
We see, adore, and love. 69
C. M. All things created for His glory. TREAT First of beings! mighty Lord
this Produced by thy creating word,
The world from nothing came. 2 Lord, for thy glory shines the whole ;
It all reflects thy light:
And day succeeds the night. 3 For this the earth its produce yields ;
For this the waters flow;
And trees and herbage grow. 4 Inspired with praise, may we pursue
This wise and noble end,
Shall to thy glory tend. 70
; His goodness through the earth we trace,
His grandeur in the spheres. 2 Behold this fair and fertile globe,
By him in wisdom plann'd; 'Twas he who girded, like a robe,
The ocean round the land. 3 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye;
Thither his path pursue;
O'erwhelms the wond'ring view.
4 How excellent, O Lord, thy name,
In all creation's lines :
With rising lustre shines. 5 These lower works that swell thy praise,
High as our thoughts can tower, Are but a portion of thy ways,
The hiding of thy power. 6 Millions before thy presence stand,
Who feel, while they adore, Fulness of joy at thy right hand,
And pleasures evermore. 71
C. M. His greatness and condescension. 0
LORD, our King, how excellent
Thy name on earth is known; Thy glory in the firmament,
How wonderfully shown ! 2 When I behold the heavens on high,
The work of thy right hand; The moon and stars amid the sky,
Thy lights in every land :3 Lord! what is man that thou shouldst deign
On him to set thy love,
Then fill a throne above ?
How manifold thy ways!
Eternity thy praise. 72
That thou the only Lord
By all the earth adored.
2 To thee all angels cry aloud ;
To thee the powers on high, Both cherubim and seraphim,
Continually do cry ;3 O holy, holy, holy Lord,
Whom heavenly hosts obey, The world is with the glory fillid
Of thy majestic sway. 4 The apostles' glorious company,
And prophets crown'd with light, With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.
O Lord, confesses thee,
Of boundless majesty.
L. M. Wisdom, majesty, goodness. ATHER of all, whose powerful voice
Call'd forth this universal frame ! Whose mercies over all rejoice,
Through endless ages still the same : Thou by thy word upholdest all;
Thy bounteous love to all is show'd; Thou hear’st thy every creature's call,
And fillest every mouth with good. 2 In heaven thou reign’st enthroned in light,
Nature's expanse before thee spread ; Earth, air, and sea, before thy sight,
And hell's deep gloom, are open laid : Wisdom, and might, and love, are thine ;
Prostrate before thy face we fall, Confess thine attributes divine,
And hail thee sov'reign Lord of all.
And bow'd the heavens most high,
The darkness of the sky.
Full royally he rode,
Came flying all abroad.
Their fury to restrain ;
Forever more shall reign.
1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Omnipotence and immutability. THEN Israel out of Egypt came,
And left the proud oppressor's land,
Safe in the hollow of his hand,
Disparted by the wondrous rod;
And Sinai felt the incumbent God; The mountains skipp'd like frighten'd rams, The hills leap'd after them as lambs. 3 What ail'd thee, O thou trembling sea ?
What horror turn'd the river back? Was nature's God displeased with thee?
And why should hills or mountains shake? Ye mountains huge, that skipp'd like rams? Ye hills, that leap'd as frighten'd lambs ?