4. I'll praise him, while he lends me breath;
And, when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs.
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
Whilst life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures,
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PRAISE ye the Lord! prepare a new song;
And let all his saints in full concert join:
With voices united the anthem prolong,
And shew forth his praises with music divine. 2. Let praise to the Lord, who made us, ascend; Let each grateful heart be glad in its king. The God, whom we worship, our songs will attend, And view with complacence the off'ring we bring. 3. Be joyful, ye saints, sustain'd by his might,
And let your glad songs awake with each morn: For those who obey him, are still his delight; His hand with salvation the meek will adorn, 4. Then praise ye the Lord! prepare a glad song; And let all his saints in full concert join; With voices united the anthem prolong, And shew forth his praises with music divine. HYMN 9. P. M.
1. To your Creator God,
Your great Preserver, raise,
Ye creatures of his hand,
Your highest notes of praise.
Let ev'ry voice
Proclaim his pow'r,
His name adore,
And loud rejoice.
2. Thou source of light and heat,
Bright sov'reign of the day,
Dispensing blessings round,
With all diffusive ray;
From morn to night,
With ev'ry beam,
Record his name,
Who made thee bright.
5. 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 pow'rs
Assist th' exalted theme."
Let nature raise
From ev'ry tongue
A gen❜ral song
Of grateful praise.
5. But oh! from human tongues
Should nobler praises flow;
And ev'ry thankful heart
With warm devotion glow.
Your voices raise,
Ye highly blest
Above the rest;
Declare his praise.
HYMN 10. P. M.
GLORY be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky;
Peace on earth to man forgiv'n,
Man, the well-belov'd of heav'n.
Glory be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky.
2. Favour'd mortals, raise the song;
Endless thanks to God belong;
Hearts o'erflowing with his praise,
Join the hymns your voices raise:
Glory be &c.
3. Call the tribes of beings round,
From creation's utmost bound;
Where the Godhead shines confess'd,
There be solemn praise address'd:
Glory be &c.
4. Mark the wonders of his hand!
Pow'r, no empire can withstand;
Wisdom, angels' glorious theme;
Goodness, one eternal stream:
5. Awful Being! from thy throne
Send thy promis'd blessings down.
Let thy light, thy truth, thy peace,
Bid our raging passions cease:
HYMN 11. S. M.
1.COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing!
Jehovah is the sov'reign God,
The universal King.
2. He form'd the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The wat'ry worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
3. Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord.
We are his works and not our own;
He form'd us by his word.
4. To day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God!
HYMN 12. P. M.
HOLY, holy, holy Lord!
Be thy glorious name ador'd,
Lord, thy mercies never fail:
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail.
2. Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear
Deign our humble songs to hear.
Purer praise we hope to bring,'
When around thy throne we sing.
3. There no tongue shall silent be;
All shall join in harmony;
That through heav'n's capacious round
Praise to thee may ever sound.
4. Lord, thy mercies never fail :
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail!
Holy, holy, holy Lord!
Be thy glorious name ador'd,
HYMN 13. P. M.
BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay;
Let each enraptur'd thought obey,
And praise th' almighty name.
Let heav'n and earth, and seas and skies,
In one harmonious concert rise,
To swell the glorious theme,
2. Ye angels, catch the joyful sound,"
While all th' adoring throngs around
His wondrous mercy sing.
Let all who fill the realms above,
Awake the tuneful soul of love,
And touch the sweetest string.
3. Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode,
Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, God;
Ye thunders, speak his pow'r.
Lo! on the lightning's gleamy wing,
In triumph rides th" eternal King;
Th' astonish'd worlds adore.
4. Ye deeps, whose roaring billows rise
To join the thunders of the skies,
Praise him who bids you roll.
His praise in softer notes declare,
Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air,
And breathe it to the soul.
5. Wake, all ye feather'd throngs, and sing; Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise
To him, who shap'd your finer mould, Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, And tun'd your voice to praise.
6. Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, The feeling heart, the judging head, In heav'nly praise employ ;
Spread the Creator's name around,
Till heav'ns extended arch rebound
The gen'ral burst of joy.
HYMN 14. C. M.
1. INDULGENT Father! how divine,
How bright thy bounties are!
Through nature's ample round they shine,
Thy goodness to declare.
2. But in the nobler work of grace,
What sweeter mercy smiles
In my benign Redeemer's face,
And ev'ry fear beguiles!
3. Such wonders, Lord, while I survey,
To thee my thanks shall rise,
When morning ushers in the day,
Or ev❜ning veils the skies.
4. When glimm❜ring life resigns its flame,
Thy praise shall tune my breath.
The sweet remembrance of thy name
Shall gild the shades of death.
5. But, oh! how blest my song shall rise,
When free'd from feeble clay,
And all thy glories meet mine eyes
In one eternal day.
6. Not seraphs, who surround thy name
Through yon ethereal plains,
Shall glow with a diviner flame,
Or raise sublimer strains.
HYMN 15. p. M.
GLORY be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky!
Lift your voice, ye people all,
Praise the God, on whom ye call.
2. God, his sov'reign sway maintains;
King o'er all the earth he reigns.
All to him lift up their eye;
He does ev'ry want supply.
3. Sons of earth, the triumph join,
Praise him with the host divine..
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