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3. s. M.
Praise to the Creator.
1 ALMIGHTY Maker, God!
How wondrous is thy name!
Through all creation's frame!
2 Nature in every dress
Her humble homage pays;
Thine undissembled praise.
3 My soul would rise and sing
To her Creator too :
And pay the homage due.
In joy, Olet me spend
The remnant of my days!
4. L. M.
The Christian Sabbath.
1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,
Another sabbath is begun;
2 This day may our devotions rise
As grateful incense to the skies;
3 This holy calm within the breast,
Prepares for that eternal rest,
4 With joy, ġreat God, thy works we view,
In varied scenes, both old and new;
In hope, we future mercies taste. 5 In holy duties, let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away:
5. L. M.
God our Shepherd and Guardian.
1 As the good shepherd gently leads
His wandering flocks to verdant meads,
Amid the flowery landscape flow; 2 So God, the guardian of my soul,
Does all my erring steps control :
He brings me back to virtue's ways. 3 Though I should journey through the plains
Where death in all his horror reigns,
4 Thine ever-watchful providence
Is my support and my defence :
possessed, And in thy favour, fully blessed.
5 O bounteous God! my future days
Shall be devoted to thy praise ;
† Pope's Collection.
6. P. M.
Commencement of Public Worship. 1 At the portals of thy house,
Lord! we leave our mortal cares;
Pure and contrite hearts alone,
2 Hapless men, whose footsteps stray
From the temple of the Lord!
Let the world united join,
† J. Taylor,
7. L. M.
Praise from all Mankind.
1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations ! bow with sacred joy;
2 His sovereign power, which all things made,
Gave life to clay, and formed us men;
3 We are his people, we his care,
He still supports our feeble frame;
Maker, Preserver, to thy name! 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;
8. 8, 8, 6 M.
Praise from all Nature. Ps. cxlviii.
1 Begin, my soul! the exalted lay; Let each enraptured thought obey,
And praise the Almighty's name; Let heaven, and earth, and seas, and skies, In one melodious concert rise,
To swell the inspiring theme.
2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, God;
Ye thunders, speak his power: Lo! on the lightning's gleamy wing In triumph rides the eternal King ;
The astonished worlds adore.
3 Ye deeps, whose roaring billows rise
Praise him, who bids you roll;
And breathe it to the soul.
4 Wake, all ye soaring tribes, and sing; Ye cheerful warblers of the spring,
Harmonious anthems raise To him, who shaped your finer mould, Who tipped your glittering wings with gold,
And tuned your voice to praise. 5 Let man-by nobler passions swayedThe feeling heart, the judging head,
In heavenly praise employ ; Spread the Creator's name around, Till heaven's broad arch ring back the sound, The general burst of joy.
9. S. M.
The Excellency of the Gospel. Ps. xix. 1 BEHOLD! the heavens declare
The glory of our God;
Proclaims his power abroad.
Nor can the night return,
Nor sun his beams display,
The knowledge to convey.
But from his gospel beams
Instruction more divine :
There love and mercy shine.
There God reveals his laws
So perfect and so pure,