The Magnificat

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Praise ye the Lord from the heavens: praise him in the heights. Ps. cxlviii: 1.

I Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him!

Praise Him, angels, in the height!

Sun and moon rejoice before Him,
Praise Him, all ye stars of light.

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Earth and heaven, your songs unite.

2 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious!
He hath put our foes to shame;
Over death and hell victorious,
Hosts on high His power proclaim.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

Laud and magnify His name.

3 Praise Him for His grace and favor
To our fathers in distress;

Praise Him still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless;
Alleluia! Alleluia !

Glorious in His faithfulness.

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I At the name of Jesus
Every knee shall bow,
Every tongue confess Him
King of glory now;
'Tis the Father's pleasure
We should call Him Lord,
Who from the beginning

Was the mighty Word.

2 At His voice creation

Sprang at once to sight,
All the angel faces,

All the hosts of light,
Thrones and dominations,
Stars upon their way,
All the heavenly orders,
In their great array.

3 Humbled for a season,
To receive a name
From the lips of sinners
Unto whom He came,
Faithfully He bore it
Spotless to the last,
Brought it back victorious
When from death He passed:

4 Bore it up triumphant

With its human light,
Through all ranks of creatures,
To the central height,
To the throne of Godhead,

To the Father's breast;
Filled it with the glory

Of that perfect rest.

5 Name Him, brothers, name Him, With love as strong as death, But with awe and wonder,

And with bated breath;
He is God the Saviour,

He is Christ the Lord,
Ever to be worshipped,
Trusted, and adored.

6 In your hearts enthrone Him;
There let Him subdue
All that is not holy,

All that is not true:
Crown Him as your captain

In temptation's hour;
Let His will enfold you

In its light and power.

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Ps. xxx: 12.

O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
I We thank Thee, Lord! for this fair earth,
The glittering sky, the silver sea;
For all their beauty, all their worth,

Their light and glory, come from Thee.

2 Thine are the flowers that clothe the ground,
The trees that wave their arms above,
The hills that gird our dwellings round,
As Thou didst gird Thine own with love.

3 Yet teach us still how far more fair,

More glorious, Father! in Thy sight,
Is one pure deed, one holy prayer,

One heart that owns Thy Spirit's might.

4 So while we gaze with thoughtful eye
On all the gifts Thy love has given,
Help us in Thee to live and die,

By Thee to rise from earth to heaven.

A-MEN.

Dox. I.

The Son of man is Lord of the Sabbath day. Matt. xii: 8.

I Thy holy day's returning,
Our hearts exult to see,
And with devotion burning,
Ascend, O God, to Thee!
To-day with purest pleasure,

Our thoughts from earth withdraw;

We search for heavenly treasure,

We learn Thy holy law.

2 We join to sing Thy praises,
Lord of the Sabbath day;
Each voice in gladness raises
Its loudest, sweetest lay!
Thy richest mercies sharing,
Inspire us with Thy love,
By grace our souls preparing
For nobler praise above.

A - MEN. -e

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