5 And when these lips shall cease to move, 6 My powers shall then, in lofty strains, The theme demands an angel's tongue, 1 LET every creature join To praise th' eternal God; 2 Thou sun with golden beams, 3 He built those worlds above, And fixed their wondrous frame; 4 By all his works above 145. His honors be expressed; But saints that taste his saving love S. M. God our constant Benefactor. 1 MY Maker and my King, Thy sovereign bounty is the spring 2 Thou ever good and kind, WATTS. STEELE. A thousand obligations bind, 4 O, let thy grace inspire 146. My soul with strength divine; L. M. God's Mercies above all Return. DODDRIDGE. 1 IN glad amazement, Lord, I stand, Enrich my soul with grace divine, 6 Give me, at length, an angel's tongue, The theme, too great for time, shall be Praise from the Works of God. 1 GREATEST of beings! Source of life, Sovereign of air, and earth, and sea! All nature feels thy power, and all A silent homage pays to thee. 2 Waked by thy hand, the morning sun Pours forth to thee its earlier rays, And spreads thy glories as it climbs ; DYER. While raptured worlds look up and praise. 3 The moon to the deep shades of night Speaks the mild lustre of thy name; While all the stars that cheer the scene Thee, the great Lord of light, proclaim. 4 And groves, and vales, and rocks, and hills, And every flower, and every tree, Ten thousand creatures warm with life, Have each a grateful song for thee. 5 But man was formed to rise to heaven : And, blest with reason's clearer light, He views his Maker through his works, And glows with rapture at the sight. 6 Nor can the thousand songs that rise, Whether from air, or earth, or sea, So well repeat Jehovah's praise, Or raise such sacred harmony. 148. 10 & 11s. M. Thanksgiving and Praise. PARK. MY soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name! 2 Though hid from man's sight, God sits on his throne, Yet here by his works their author is known: The world shines a mirror its Maker to show, And heaven views its image reflected below. 3 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine, God governs this earth with gracious design; O'er beast, bird, and insect, his providence reigns, Whose will first created, whose love still sustains. 4 And man, his last work, with reason endued, Who, falling through sin, by grace is renewed; To God, his creator, let man ever raise The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise! 149. L. M. Goodness of God. MRS. FOLLEN. 1 GOD, thou art good! each perfumed flower, The insect fluttering for an hour,- 2 I hear it in each breath of wind; The hills that have for ages stood, Has the same verdant path pursued, 5 The moon, that walks in brightness, says 150. L. M. Song of Gratitude and Praise. Doddridge. 1 GOD of my life, through all my days 2 When anxious care would break my rest, 4 But, O, when that last conflict 's o'er, 5 Then shall I learn th' exalted strains 1 GREAT God! in vain man's narrow view |