Grateful Praise.
1 To your Creator, God,
Your great Preserver, raise,
Ye creatures of his hand,
Your highest notes of praise:
Let every voice
Proclaim his power,
His name adore,
And loud rejoice.
2 Thou source of light and heat,
Bright sovereign of the day,
Dispensing blessings round,
With all-diffusive ray,
From morn to night,
With every beam,
Record his name,
Who made thee bright.
3 Fair regent of the night,
With all thy starry train,
Which rise, in silent hosts,
To gild the azure plain,
With countless rays
Declare his name,
Prolong the theme,
Reflect his praise.
4 Let all the creatures join
To celebrate his name,
And all their various powers
Assist the lofty theme;
Let nature raise,
From every tongue,
A general song
Of grateful praise.
5 But, O, from human tongues
Should nobler praises flow,
And every thankful heart
With warm devotion glow:
Your voices raise,
Ye highly blest;
Above the rest
Declare his praise.
1 BEGIN, my soul, the lofty lay;
Let each enraptured thought obey,
And praise thy Maker's name;
Lo! heaven and earth, and seas and skies
In one melodious concert rise,
To swell the glad❜ning 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 rapid wings,
In triumph rides the King of kings;
Astonished worlds adore.
3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows, rise,
To join the thunder of the skies;
Praise him who bids you roll:
His praise in softer notes declare,
Each whispering breeze of yielding air,
And breathe it to the soul.
4 Let man, by nobler passions swayed,
The feeling heart, the reasoning head,
In heavenly praise employ :
Spread the Creator's name around,
Till heaven's wide arch repeat the sound,
The general burst of joy.
1 Now to the Lord, who built the skies,
Let grateful songs of praise arise;
By all that dwell beneath the sun,
Now be his grace in concert sung.
2 Far as the rolling planets move
He spreads his mercy and his love;
Through every land, and every clime,
The wonders of his goodness shine.
3 So let his praises be expressed,
From north to south, from east to west,
And every living thing adore
His name while sun and moon endure.
*HYMN 19. C. P. M. [#]
Creating and redeeming Love.
1 YE angels, that surround the throne, Where your Creator's name is known, Through all the realms above,
Your greatest skill in praising try,
And all your golden harps employ,
To sing creating love.
2 But, O, ye children of his love,
By mercy called to mount above,
From sin and sorrow too;
Let angels to your songs give place, For you can sing redeeming grace,— song forever new.
3 And when ye take the sacred book,
And at each precious promise look,
Of universal grace,
"Tis there the joyful day ye view,
When every gentile, with the Jew,
Shall see his Saviour's face.
HYMN 20. C. M. [#]
Truth and Mercy.
1 To thee, my God, my heart shall bring
The lively, grateful song;
Attending crowds shall hear me sing,
With rapture on my tongue.
2 Amidst the glories of thy name,
Thy truth exalted shines;
A faithful God thy words proclaim
In everlasting lines.
3 The righteous God looks kindly down On pious, humble souls;
But from afar his piercing frown
The sons of pride controls.
4 Thou, Lord, wilt all my hopes fulfil,
To thee the work belongs:
Let endless mercy guide me still,
And tune my grateful songs.
HYMN 21. H. M. [#]
Creating, preserving and redeeming Love. 1 LET all created things
Their cheerful voices raise,
And own the King of kings
With thankful songs of praise.
Creating love
Should loud be sung,
Through every world,
By every tongue.
2 Let angels, round the throne,
In joyful ranks above,
His power and goodness own,
And his preserving love;
With thankful tongues
His praise proclaim,
And drop their crowns
To shout his name.
3 Let Adam's favoured race,
Wherever they may be,
Shout the Redeemer's grace,
And to him bow the knee:
He died for all,
And, to restore
All things, he rose
To die no more.
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