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PSALM CXLV

[Sir Robert Grant lived from 1779 to 1838. His parliamentary career was distinguished by his persistent efforts to obtain the removal of the civil disabilities of the Jews in England. In 1833, with the aid of Macaulay, Hume, and O'Connell, he succeeded in passing a resolution in favor of Jewish emancipation, and in the same session carried a bill through the House of Commons with the same object. It was, however, rejected by the House of Lords, as was a similar bill passed by the House of Commons the following year. It was not until 1858, twenty years after his death, that the object to which he had devoted so much time and thought was accomplished. ALFRED H. MILES.]

O worship the King

All glorious above;

O gratefully sing

His power and love;
Our Shield and Defender,
The Ancient of days,
Pavilioned in splendor,
And girded with praise.

O tell of His might,

O sing of His grace,
Whose robe is the light,
Whose canopy space;
His chariots of wrath

Deep thunder-clouds form,
And dark is His path

On the wings of the storm.

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Praise the Lord of Heaven, praise Him in the

height,

Praise Him, all ye angels, praise Him, stars and

light;

Praise Him, skies and waters which above the skies, When His word commanded, 'stablished did arise.

Praise the Lord, ye fountains of the deeps and seas, Rocks and hills and mountains, cedars and all trees; Praise Him, clouds and vapors, snow and hail and fire,

Stormy wind, fulfilling only His desire.

Praise Him, fowls and cattle, princes and all kings; Praise Him, men and maidens, all created things; For the Name of God is excellent alone;

Over Earth His footstool, over Heaven His throne. SIR THOMAS BROWNE

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Praise the Lord from Heav'n on high;

Praise Him in the lofty sky;

Praise Him, all His angels bright;
Praise Him, all His hosts of light;
Praise Him, sun and moon afar;
Praise Him, every radiant star.

Praise Him, Heav'ns that Heav'n upbear;
Waters, higher hung in air;

Let them praise their sovereign Lord,
For they rose beneath His word;
He hath fixed their places fast,
With a bound that ne'er was past.

Praise the Lord from earth below;
Monsters of the ocean's flow;
Fire and cloud, and snow and hail,
And the storm's obedient gale;
Mountains and their highlands all;
Fruitful groves and cedars tall.

Beasts that field or forest bore;
Worms that creep and birds that soar;
Kings, and men of lowly birth;
Chiefs and judges, thron'd on earth;
Youths and maids in blooming choirs;
Smiling babes and hoary sires;

All, your Lord's high name proclaim;
High and bright o'er every name;
Heaven and earth His glory spread,
While He lifts His people's head;
Lifts the seed that owns His fear,-
Israel, to the Lord so dear.

Praise the Lord!

REV. GEORGE BURGESS

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Come, O come! with sacred lays,
Let us sound th'Almighty's praise;
Hither bring in true consent,
Heart and voice and instrument.
Let the orpharion sweet
With the harp and viol meet;
To your voices tune the lute;
Let not tongue nor string be mute;
Nor a creature dumb be found
That hath either voice or sound.

Let such things as do not live,
In still music praises give;
Lowly pipe, ye worms that creep
On the earth or in the deep;
Loud aloft your voices strain,
Beasts and monsters of the main;
Birds, your warbling treble sing;
Clouds, your peals of thunder ring;
Sun and Moon, exalted higher,
And you Stars, augment the choir.

Come, ye sons of human race,
In this chorus take your place,
And amid this mortal throng,
Be ye masters of the song.
Angels and celestial powers,
Be the noblest tenor yours.

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