6 And while, in all thy wondrous ways,
Thy varied love we see,

O, may our hearts, great God, be led,
Through all thy works, to thee.

108.

L. M.

All Praise due to God.

WATTS.

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 boundless glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;

Let

every realm with joy proclaim The sound and honor of thy name.

4 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise,
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and triumph of their tongue.

109.

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God of our Salvation.

FAWCETT.

1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator;

Praise be thine from every tongue
Join, my soul, with every creature,
Join the universal song.

2 Father, source of all compassion,
Free, unbounded grace is thine:
Hail the God of our salvation;
Praise him for his love divine.

3 For ten thousand blessings given,
For the hope of future joy,

Sound his praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high.

4 Joyfully on earth adore him,
Till in heaven our song we raise;
There, enraptured, fall before him,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

110.

C. M.

HEGINBOTHAM

Praise at all Times.

1 MY soul shall praise thee, O my God, Through all my mortal days,

And in eternity prolong

Thy vast, thy boundless praise.

2 In every smiling, happy hour,
Be this my sweet employ;
Thy praise refines my earthly bliss,
And heightens all my joy.

3 When anxious grief and gloomy care
Afflict my throbbing breast,

My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,
And lull each pain to rest.

4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honors of my God;

My life, with all its active powers,
Shall spread thy praise abroad.

5 And when these lips shall cease to move,
When death shall close these eyes,
My soul shall then, to nobler heights
Of joy and transport rise.

6 My powers shall then, in lofty strains,
Their grateful tribute pay;

The theme demands an angel's tongue,
An everlasting day.

111.

C. M.

WATTS.

Protection from spiritual Enemies.

1 ARISE, my soul, my joyful powers,
And triumph in my God;

Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad.

112.

2 The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul he placed,
And on the Rock of Ages set
My slippery footsteps fast.
3 The city of my blest abode
Is walled around with grace
Salvation for a bulwark stands
To shield the sacred place.

4 Arise, my soul; awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing;
Loud hallelujahs shall address
My Saviour and my King.

C. M.

WRANGHAM.

Constant Praise.

1 TO thee, my righteous King and Lord,
My grateful soul I'll raise;
From day to day thy works record,
And ever sing thy praise.

2 Thy greatness human thought exceeds;
Thy glory knows no end;
The lasting record of thy deeds

Through ages shall descend.

3 Thy wondrous acts, thy power, and might,
My constant theme shall be;
That song shall be my soul's delight,
Which breathes in praise to thee.

4 The Lord is bountiful and kind,
His anger slow to move;
His tender mercies all shall find,
And all his goodness prove.

5 From all thy works, O Lord, shall spring
The sound of joy and praise;
Thy saints shall of thy glory sing,
And show the world thy ways.

6 Throughout all ages shall endure
Thine everlasting reign;

And thy dominion, firm and sure,
Forever shall remain.

God worthy of all Praise.

1 BE thou exalted, O my God,

WATTS.

Above the heavens, where angels dwell;
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

2 My heart is fixed; my song shall raise
Immortal honors to his name;

Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,
His wondrous goodness to proclaim.
3 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,

When lower worlds dissolve and die.

4 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heavens, where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell.

The Hosanna of Children.

1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

WATTS.

Through all the earth thy name is spread,
And thine eternal glories rise

Above the heavens thy hands have made.

2 To thee the voices of the young

Their sounding notes of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Amidst thy temple children throng
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And loud hosannas fill the place.

115.

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Perfect Praise in Heaven.

SALISBURY COL.

1 HEAVENLY Father, sovereign Lord,
Be thy glorious name adored;
Lord, thy mercies never fail :
Hail, celestial goodness, hail.

2 Though unworthy of thine ear,
Deign our humble songs to hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring,
When around thy throne we sing.
3 While on earth ordained to stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way,
Till we come to dwell with thee,
Till we all thy glory see.
4 Then, with angel-harps again,
We will wake a nobler strain;
There, in joyful songs of praise,
Our triumphant voices raise.

116.

C. M.

WATTS.

The Works of God recounted to Posterity. 1 LET children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old,

Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.

2 He bids us make his glories known,
His works of power and grace;
And we'll convey his wonders down
Through every rising race.

3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
And they again to theirs,
That generations yet unborn

May teach them to their heirs.

4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone
Their hope securely stands,

That they may ne'er forget his works,
But practise his commands.

PRAISE TO THE TRINITY.

117.

L. M.

Praise to the Trinity.

WATTS.

1 BLEST be the Father and his love, To whose celestial source we owe

Rivers of endless joy above,

And rills of comfort here below.