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60. H. M.
Delight in public Worship. Ps. lxxxiv. .
i Lord of the worlds above,
Thine earthly temples, are !
My heart aspires, With warm desires, To see my God." ;
2 O happy souls that pray
Their constant service there!
To Zion's hill.
3 They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each in heaven appears :
61. c. M.
Universal Goodness of God.
Its mighty author kind:
Full, free, and unconfined.
2 Whate'er our eyes behold, proclaims
Thine infinite good will;
And bursts from every hill.
. 3 It fills the wide extended main,
And heavens which spread more wide;
And rolls in every tide.
Through years and ages past;
For ever still shall last.
5 Through the vast whole it pours supplies ;
Spreads joy through all its parts :
And captivate our hearts ! 6 High admiration let it raise,
And strong affection move;
1 My God! all nature owns thy sway;
Thou giv'st the night and thou the day:
2 Or, when in paler tints arrayed,
The evening slowly spreads her shade;
3 In every scene thy hands have dressed,
In every form by thee impressed,
4 As o'er thy work the seasons roll,
And sooth with change of bliss the soul,
The greatness of God.
Fill all the remnant of my days;
And after death exalt my song!
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
3 Thy works with boundless glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine ;
4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds!
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds :
64. S. M.
This joy, to call thee mine;
To taste thy love divine.
2 For life, without thy love,
No relish can afford;
To serve and please the Lord.
3 To thee I'll lift my hands,
· And praise thee while I live;
So pure a pleasure given
To thee my spirit flies ;
My cheerful hope relies.
5 The shadow of thy wings .
My soul in safety keeps;
65. P. M.
Thanksgiving and Praise. 1 My soul, praise the Lord,
Speak good of his name!
His bounties proclaim;
Let all creatures raise,
The chorus of praise!
2 Though, hid from man's sight,
God sits on his throne,
Their author is known:
3 Those agents of power,
Fire, water, earth, sky,
Of God the Most High:
While clouds veil his form,
Or frowns in the storm.
4 By knowledge supreme,
By wisdom divine, .
With gracious design:
His providence reigns,
Whose love still sustains.