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And bathes in dew the opening flower,
Her melodies to thee belong.
The evening slowly spreads her shade,
And lead the softened heart to thee.
In every form by thee impressed,
A voice is heard of praise and love. 4 As o'er thy work the seasons roll,
And soothe, with change of bliss, the soul,
God the Creator.
1 0 LORD, how excellent thy name!
How glorious to behold,
In characters of gold !
In lines immensely great —
Creator God is writ.
Nor voice to thee, O sun,
Their language is but one.
Thy fame is echoed round;
The never-dying sound.
And magnify his name;
Let the whole world proclaim !
C. M. Scotch PARAPHRASES.
Said the Almighty Lord;
At his creating word.
2 Thick darkness brooded o'er the deep;
God said, “Let there be light; The light shone forth with smiling ray,
And scattered ancient night.
The clouds ascend, and bear
And float upon the air. 4 The liquid element below
Was gathered by his hand;
And leave the solid land. 5 With herbs, and plants, and fruitful trees,
The new-formed globe he crowned, Ere there was rain to bless the soil,
Or sun to warm the ground. 6 Then, high in heaven's resplendent arch
He placed two orbs of light;
The moon to rule the night. 7 Next, from the deep the Almighty King
Did vital beings frame;
And fish of every name.
He gave their wondrous birth ;
Sprung from the teeming earth.
At last was Adam made ;
10 Fair in the Almighty Maker's eye
The whole creation stood;
His word pronounced it good.
Warts. Praise for Creation and Providence. 1 I SING the almighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise;
And built the lofty skies.
The sun to rule the day;
And all the stars obey.
That filled the earth with food;
And then pronounced them good.
Where'er I turn my eye,
Or gaze upon the sky!
But makes thy glories known;
By order from thy throne.
Are subject to thy care ;
But God is present there.
7 His hand is my perpetual guard;
He keeps me with his eye:
Who is forever nigh?
WATTS. The Creator and Creatures. 1 FROM thy Great Self thy being springs;
Thou art thy own original, Made up of uncreated things,
And self-sufficience bears them all. 2 Thy voice produced the seas and spheres,
Bid the waves roar and planets shine ; But nothing like thyself appears
Through all these spacious works of thine. 3 Still restless nature dies and grows;
From change to change the creatures run ; Thy being no succession knows,
And all thy vast designs are one. 4 Who can behold the blazing light?
Who can approach consuming flame? None but thy wisdom knows thy might,
None but thy word can speak thy name.
The Lord that reared this stately frame; Let all the nations sound his praise,
And lands unknown repeat his name.