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PSALM VIII.

From Ravenscroft's

"Whole Booke of Psalmes," 1621.

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LORD our God, how wonderful
Are Thy works everywhere!
Thy fame surmounts in dignity
The highest heavens that are.

2 Even by the mouth of sucking babes
Thou wilt confound Thy foes,
For in those babes Thy might is seen,
Thy graces they disclose.

3 And when I see the heavens above,
The works of Thine own hand,
The sun, the moon, and all the stars,
In order as they stand;

4 Lord! what is man, that Thou of him
Tak'st such abundant care?

Or what the son of man, whom Thou
To visit dost not spare?

5 For Thou hast made him little less
Than angels in degree:

And Thou hast also crowned him
With glorious dignity:

6 Thou hast preferr'd him to be Lord
Of all Thy works, and Thou
Hast in subjection unto him
Put all things here below.

7 O God our Lord! how excellent

Is Thy most glorious Name
In all the earth! therefore do we
Praise and adore the same.

T. Sternhold (Old Version), 1562.

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PSALM CXV.

NoBut to Thyself the glory be!

unto us, Almighty Lord,

Created by Thy awful word,

We only live to honour Thee.

2 Where is their God? the heathen cry,
And bow to senseless wood and stone;
Our God, we tell them, fills the sky,
And calls ten thousand worlds His own.

3 Vain gods! vain men! the Lord alone
Is Israel's worship, Israel's Friend;
O fear His power, His goodness own,
And love Him, trust Him, to the end.

4 Who lean on Him, from strength to strength,
From light to light, shall onward move,
Till through the grave they pass at length,
To sing on high His saving love.

Henry Francis Lyte, 1834.

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PSALM XIX.

spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth;

Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What, though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What, though no real voice or sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, "The hand that made us is Divine." Joseph Addison [1712].

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5 The Saviour lends the light and heat,
That crowns His holy hill;
The saints, like stars, around His seat
Perform their courses still.

6 One Name, above all glorious names,
With its ten thousand tongues
The everlasting sea proclaims,
Echoing angelic songs.

7 The raging fire, the roaring wind,
Thy boundless power display:
But in the gentler breeze we find
Thy Spirit's viewless way.

8 Two worlds are ours: 'tis only sin
Forbids us to descry,

The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea and sky.

9 Thou who hast given me eyes to see
And love this sight so fair,
Give me a heart to find out Thee,
And read Thee everywhere.

John Keble, 1827.

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