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47. 8, 8, 6 M.
Attendance upon religious Institutions. 1 I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name, Whose goodness heaven and earth proclaim,
With every morning light;
Who guards me through the night.
Shall be my sweet employ:
With pure and holy joy.
Of my departing Lord;
Eternal Praise for divine Goodness. 1 T'll praise my Maker with my breath, And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures..
2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On God alone: He made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train; His truth for ever stands secure; He saves the oppressed; he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
3 The Lord hath sight to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the contrite spirit peace: He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless, - And grants the prisoner sweet release.
4 He loves the good ; he knows them well;
Their gracious God for ever reigns :
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On every hand we see;
Lead all our thoughts to thee.
2 If on the wings of morn we speed
To earth's remotest bound,
Thy love, our path surround.
3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thy goodness never dies.
4 From morn till noon, till latest eve,
The hand of God we see;
Ceaseless proceed from thee.
On thee our hopes depend;
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And at his footstool bow with holy fear; -
And the wide-peopled earth his praise proclaim; Then send it down to hell's deep glooms resounding, Through all her caves in dreadful murmurs sounding.
2 He rules with wide and absolute command,
O’er the broad ocean and the steadfast land;
And all creation hangs upon his throne:
3 This earthly globe, the creature of a day,
Though built by God's right hand, must pass awayı
The fate of empires, and the pride of kings :
Shall in his silent, dark pavilion rest;
Amid the common ruins of the sky;
5 But fixed, O God! forever stands thy throne :
Jehovah reigns, a universe alone:
Collected, or diffused, is still the same :
6 But O! our highest notes the theme debase,
And silence is our least injurious praise :
Revere him in the stillness of the soul :
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The Coming and Kingdom of Christ. Ps. xcviii.
The long-predicted king;
And heaven and nature sing.'
2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns !
Let men their songs employ;
Repeat the sounding joy.
Nor thorns infest the ground;
To earth's remotest bound.
4 Thus God displays his truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
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Thou sovereign Lord of all!
And raise the poor that fall.
2 When sorrow bows the spirit down,
Or want assails the breast,
And give the mourner rest.
3 The Lord supports our tottering days,
And guides our giddy youth: Holy and just are all his ways,
And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pain his servants feel,
He hears his children cry; And their best wishes to fulfil,
His grace is ever nigh.