LORD of the world's majestic frame !

Stupendous are thy ways; Thy various works declare thy name,

And all resound thy praise.


While all the radiant orbs of light,

That shine from pole to pole, In silent harmony unite

To praise thee as they roll ;


O! shall not we of human race

The glorious concert join? Shall not the children of thy grace

Attempt the theme divine ?


Not all the feeble notes of time

Can show forth God's high praise ; Nor all the noblest strains sublime

That earth or heav'n can raise.


Yet this shall be our best employ,

Through life's uncertain days; And in the realms of boundless joy,

Eternal be thy praise !


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Sing to the LORD with joyful voice ;
Let ev'ry land his name adore :
Ye favour'd British isles ! rejoice,
And sound his praise from shore to shore.


Nations, attend before his throne
With solemn fear, with sacred joy:
Know that the LORD is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.


We are the people of his care,
Our souls and all our mortal frame :
What lasting honours shall we rear,
Almighty maker! to thy name?


We'll sing thy love in thankful songs;
High as the heav'ns our voices raise;
And earth, with her unnumber'd tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praisc.

Wide as the world is thy command !
Vast as eternity thy love!
Firm as a rock thy truth will stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.




GREATEST of beings, source of life,
Sov’reign of air, and earth, and sea !
All nature feels thy pow'r; and all
A silent homage pay to thee.


Rais’d by thy band, the morning sun
Pours forth to thee its earlier rays,
And spreads thy glories as it climbs ;
While raptur'd worlds look up and praise.


The moon, to the deep shades of night, Speaks the mild lustre of thy name; While all the stars, that cheer the scene, Thee, the great LORD of light, proclaim.


And groves, and vales, and rocks, and hills,
And ev'ry flow'r, and cv'ry tree;
Millions of creatures warm with life,
Have cach a grateful song to thee.

But man was form'd to rise to heav'n;
And, blest with reason's clearer light,
He, through his works, his maker views,
And glows with rapture at the sight.

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The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,
Their great original proclaim.


Th' unwearied sun from day to day
Doth his creator's pow'r displav;
And publishes to ev'ry land
The work of an almighty hand.


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Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale;
And nightly to the list’ning earth
Repeats the story of her birth. :


Whilst all the stars which round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirin the tidings as they roll,
and spread the truth from pole to pole.

In reason's ear these all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice ;
For ever singing, as they shine,
“ The hand which made us is divine."

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Ye nations round the earth, rejoice
Before the LORD, your sov'reign king :
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;
With all
your tongues

his glories sing.

II The LORD is GOD: 'tis he alone Doth life, and breath, and being give : We are his work, and not our own; The sheep that on his pastures live.


Enter his doors with songs of joy,
With praises to his courts repair :
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.


The LORD is good; the LORD is kind;
Great is his love, his mercy sure :
And the whole race of man will find
His truth, from age to age, endure.

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