1 PRAISE, everlasting praise, be paid
To him who earth's foundation laid;
Praise to the God, whose strong decrees
Sway the creation as he please.
2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord,
Who rules his people by his word;
And there, as strong as his decrees,
Reveals his kindest promises.
3 Whence, then, should doubts and fears arise? Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes? Slowly, alas! the mind receives
The comforts that our Maker gives.
4 O, for a strong, a lasting faith,
To credit what Jehovah saith;
To hear the message of his Son,
And call the joys of heaven our own.
5 Then, should the earth's firm pillars shake,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our steady souls shall fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.
HYMN 59. L. P. M. [#]
Unfailing Source of Good.
1 GIVE to the Lord, in cheerful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs,
Whose goodness still unceasing flows;
Repeat his name with grateful mind,
Who, ever good and ever kind,
No change nor variation knows. 2 Sovereign alone of earth and sky, On thee, for every hour's supply,
Thy various creatures all depend;
Man, whom thy light has made to know
The source whence all his blessings flow,
Views in his God his kindest friend.
3 Yet still our notes we'll higher raise,
To celebrate in ardent praise
Eternal life through Jesus given;
Thy gracious messenger he came,—
Eternal glory to thy name!—
And pointed out the way to heaven.
HYMN 60. S. M. [#]
The Works of God invite our Praise.
1 WHEN we survey this world,
With all its beauteous frame,
great Creator we adore,
And celebrate his name.
2 The sun in every beam
Proclaims the God above;
Its ardent rays exhibit him,
Who rules the world in love.
3 The lofty stars by night,
The moon with paler glow,
In every twinkling ray of light,
Their Maker's honour show.
4 The universal whole
Proclaims Jehovah's praise;
And O, that every living soul
Would songs of honour raise!
5 The worlds were made in love,
By wisdom all divine;
And while in praise our tongues can move,
That praise, O Lord, be thine!
1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
No mortal care shall seize my breast;
O may my
heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp, of solemn sound!
3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word;
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels! how divine!
4 When shall I see, and hear, and know,
All I desired or wished below,
And every power find sweet employ
In an eternal world of joy?
HYMN 62. C. M. [#]
Wisdom and Grace.
1 SONGS of immortal praise belong
To my almighty God:
He has my heart, and he my tongue,
To spread his name abroad.
2 How great the works his hand has wrought!
How glorious in our sight!
And men in every age have sought
His wonders with delight.
3 How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise its Maker's mind!
His counsels never change the scheme
Which his first thoughts designed.
4 Nature and time, and earth and skies,
Thy heavenly skill proclaim:
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy name?
5 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace,
Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our race,
Who best obeys thy will.
HYMN 63. C. M. [#]
Spread of spiritual Blessings.
I THE Common Parent, Lord of all,
Who sits enthroned above,
With perfect wisdom rules the world,
And with impartial love.
2 Soon may his name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad,
And distant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God!
3 The day will come, the happy day,—
Such his eternal will,-
When light, and truth, and grace divine,
The spacious earth shall fill.
4 God will diffuse the blessings round,
So richly scattered here,
Till the creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.
HYMN 64. L. M. [#]
Sovereign Favours.
1 My God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue
Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy works with sovereign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
Let every realm with joy proclaim
The sound and honour of thy name.
4 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
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