"Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!"
They ever cry.
Hail, Abr'am's God and ours!
We join the heav'nly lays,
And celebrate, with all our pow'rs,
His worthy praise.
L. M. Universal Praise. Isai. vi. 1-3; Rev. v. 13, 14.
1 WE praise, we worship thee, O God,
Thy sov'reign pow'r we sound abroad;
All nations bow before thy throne,
And thee the great Jehovah own.
2 Loud hallelujahs to thy name,
Angels and seraphim proclaim;
By all the pow'rs and thrones in heav'n,
Eternal praise to thee is giv❜n.
3 O Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord!
Thou God of Hosts, by all ador'd!
Earth and the heav'ns are full of thee,
Thy light, thy pow'r, thy majesty !
4 Apostles join the glorious throng,
And swell the loud triumphant song;
Prophets and martyrs hear the sound,
And spread the hallelujah round.
5 Glory to thee, O God most high!
Father, we praise thy majesty!
The Son, the Spirit, we adore ;-
Creator, Saviour, Comforter!
C. M. God's praise perpetuated. Psalm cxlv. 1—13.
1 LONG as we live we'll praise thy name,
Our King, our God of love;
Our bless'd employ shall be the same
In the bright world above.
2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown,
And let his praise be great;
We'll sing the honours of his throne,
His works of grace repeat.
3 God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies;
Through the whole earth his bounty shines,
And ev'ry want supplies.
4 Creatures with all their endless race,
His pow'r and skill proclaim;
But saints who taste his richer grace,
Delight to bless his name.
5 Fathers to sons his name shall bear,
And make them learn his ways;
Ages to come his truth declare,
And nations sound his praise.
6 The world was fashion'd by his hands;
His saints are rul'd by love;
And his eternal kingdom stands,
Though rocks and hills remove.
L.M. Praise to God for his perfections and works. Ps.cxlv.
1 O Gon, our King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of our days;
Thy grace employ our humble tongues,
Till death and glory raise our songs.
2 Thy truth and justice we'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift; thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.
3 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
And unborn ages make our songs.
The joy and labour of their tongues.
4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable thy ways,
Vast and immortal be thy praise.
S. M. God glorified by his works, and worshipped by his
people. Psalm cxlv. 9, 10.
ALMIGHTY Maker, God!
How wondrous is thy name!
Thy glories how display'd abroad
Through all creation's frame !
Nature in ev'ry place
Her varied homage pays,
And finds a thousand ways t'express
Thy well-deserved praise.
Ye saints, arise and bring
The tribute justly due;
O'er all his works the heav'nly King
Has highly favour'd you.
4 Let joy and worship spend
The remnant of your days,
And to the Lord your souls ascend
In ceaseless songs of praise.
C. M. God's glory manifested in creation.
1 WE sing th' almighty pow'r of God,
That made the mountains rise;
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
2 We sing the wisdom that ordain'd
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.
3 We sing the goodness of the Lord
That fill'd the earth with food:
He form'd creation by his word,
And then pronounc'd it good.
4 Lord, while the frame of nature stands,
We would thy praise prolong;
But the new world of grace demands
A new and nobler song.
5 'Tis there thy brightest glories shine;
There truth and holiness,
With wisdom, pow'r, and mercy join,
To save our guilty race.
6 Creator, Saviour! lo, we bow
Adoring at thy throne:
May all thy great salvation know,
Who thee their Maker own.
S. M. The revelation of God in his word superior to that afforded in his works. Psalm xix.
Declares its Maker, God!
And all the shining worlds on high,
Proclaim his pow'r abroad.
In the remotest land
Their gen'ral voice is known ;
They show the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
To us he sends his word,
The message of his grace,
Proclaims himself the saving Lord,—
Jehovah, God of peace.
How perfect and how plain,
Are his instructions giv'n!
O may we never read in vain,
But learn the path to heav'n!
While, with our heart and tongue,
We spread thy praise abroad,
Accept the worship and the song,
Our Saviour and our God!
L. M. The glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.
Heb. i. 3.
1 Now to the Lord a noble song;
Awake, ye saints, the strains prolong ;
Hosanna to th' eternal Name,
And all his boundless love proclaim.
2 Behold it shines in Jesus' face,
Bright image of Jehovah's grace:
God, in the person of his Son,
Has all his mightiest works outdone.
3 The spacious earth and spreading flood
Proclaim thy wonders, mighty God!
And thy rich glories from afar
Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star.
4 But in His looks a glory stands,
The noblest labour of thine hands;
The pleasing lustre of his eyes
Outshines the wonders of the skies.
5 Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme;
Our thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name;
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound;
Ye, heav'ns, reflect it to the ground!
6 Oh, may we live to reach the place
Where he reveals his glorious face ;
Where all his beauties you behold,
And sing his name to harps of gold!
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