I O LORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms? 3 Lord, what is worthless man, That Thou shouldst love him so? Next to Thine angels is he placed, And lord of all below. 4 How rich Thy bounties are! How wondrous are Thy ways! Of dust and worms Thy power can frame A monument of praise. 5 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. I STAND up, and bless the Lord, Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, 2 Oh for a living flame, From His own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought! 3 God is our strength and song, And His salvation ours; Then be His love in Christ proclaimed, With all our ransomed powers. 4 Stand up, and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore; Stand up, and bless His glorious name, Henceforth for evermore. 4 To-day attend His voice, Nor dare provoke His rod; I THE Lord Jehovah reigns; 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns; Let earth adore its Lord; Bright cherubs His attendants stand, 3 In Zion is His throne; His honors are divine; His church shall make His wonders known, For there His glories shine. 4 How holy is His name! How terrible His praise! Justice, and truth, and judgment join, In all His works of grace. WAREHAM. IIS & 8s. 32 Psalm 48. 33 Psalm 100. I OH great is Jehovah, and great be His 1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the praise ; earth; O serve Him with gladness and fear ; Exult in His presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near. Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, And we are His people, His sceptre we own; His sheep, and we follow His call. 30 enter His gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vows in His temple proclaim; His praise with melodious accordance prolong, And bless His adorable name. 4 Then say to your children,-"Our 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly MERIBAH. C. P. M. 3 35 I My God, Thy boundless love I praise ; How bright on high its glories blaze! How sweetly bloom below! It streams from Thy eternal throne ; 2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, In every vernal beam it glows, 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And smile in every vale. 4 But in Thy word, I see it shine way To realms of everlasting day, 5 Then let the love that makes me blest And all my thoughts and passions tend |