3 Never from us depart;
Rule thou in every heart,
Hence, evermore!
Thy sovereign majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity
"Praise ye the Lord." Ps. 148.
1 HERALDS of creation! cry:
Praise the Lord, the Lord most high;
Heaven and earth! obey the call;
Praise the Lord, the Lord of all.
For he spake, and forth from night,
Sprang the universe to light;
He commanded:-nature heard,
And stood fast upon his word.
2 Praise him, all ye hosts above,
Spirits perfected in love!
Sun and moon, your voices raise;
Sing, ye stars, your Maker's praise.
Earth, from all thy depths below,
Ocean's hallelujahs flow!
Lightning, vapour, wind and storm,
Hail and snow, his will perform!
3 Vales and mountains, burst in song;
Rivers, roll with praise along!
Birds, on wings of rapture soar,
Warble at his temple door!
High above all height his throne;
Excellent his name alone!
Him let all his works confess,
Him let every being bless!
1 FATHER divine! before thy view
All worlds, all creatures lie;
No distance can elude thy search,
No act escape thine eye.
2 From thee our vital breath we drew;
Our childhood was thy care;
And vigorous youth and feeble age
Thy kind protection share.
3 Whate'er we do, where'er we turn,
Thy ceaseless bounty flows;
Oppressed with woe, when nature faints,
Thine arm is our repose.
4 To thee we look, thou Power Supreme!
O, still our wants supply!
Safe in thy presence may we live,
And in thy favour die.
1 SING to the Lord, who loud proclaims
His various and his saving names;
O, may they not be heard alone,
But by our sure experience known!
2 Let great Jehovah be adored,
The eternal, all-sufficient Lord;
He, through the world, Most High confessed, By whom 't was formed, and is possessed.
3 Awake, our noblest powers, to bless
The God of Abram, God of peace;
Now by a dearer title known,—
Father and God of Christ his Son.
4 Through every age his gracious ear
Is open to his servants' prayer;
Nor can one humble soul complain
That it hath sought its God in vain.
5 What unbelieving heart shall dare
In whispers to suggest a fear,
While still he owns his ancient name?
The same his power, his love the same.
6 To thee our souls in faith arise;
To thee we lift expecting eyes,
And boldly through the desert tread,
For God will guard where God shall lead.
Love of God in Nature and in the Gospel.
1 GIVE thanks to God most high,
The universal Lord,
The sovereign King of kings,
And be his grace
His power and grace
Are still the same;
And let his name
Have endless praise.
2 How mighty is his hand!
What wonders hath he done!
He formed the earth and seas,
And spread the heavens alone:
And ever sure
Abides thy word.
Thy mercy, Lord,
Shall still endure;
3 He sent his only Son
To save us from our woe,
From darkness, sin, and death,
And every hurtful foe:
His power and grace And let his name
4 Give thanks aloud to God,
To God the heavenly King;
And let the spacious earth
His works and glories sing:
The Worship of Earth and Heaven.
1 HOSANNA! Lord, thine angels cry:
Hosanna! Lord, we here reply:
Above, beneath us, and around,
The dead and living swell the sound.
2 O Father! with protecting care
Meet us in this, thy house of prayer;
Assembled in Messiah's name,
Thy promised blessing here we claim.
3 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast,
Eternal! let thy spirit rest;
And make our secret soul to be
A temple pure, and worthy thee.
4 So, in the last and dreadful day,
When earth and heaven shall melt away,
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain,
Shall swell the sound of praise again.
1 O GOD! we praise thee, and confess
That thou the only Lord,
And everlasting Father art,
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 filled
Of thy majestic sway.
4 The apostles' glorious company,
And prophets crowned with light,
With all the martyrs' noble host
Thy constant praise recite.
5 The holy church throughout the world,
O Lord, confesses thee,
That thou,-Eternal Father,-art
Of boundless majesty.
1 0 THOU, to whom, in ancient time,
The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung,
Whom kings adored in song sublime,
And prophets praised with glowing tongue!
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