Thy mercy highest heaven transcends;
Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.
4 Be thou, O God, exalted high;
And, as thy glory fills the sky,
So let it be on earth displayed,
Till thou art here, as there, obeyed.

108.

10 & 11s. M.

God glorious

GRANT

1 O, WORSHIP the King, all glorious above, And gratefully sing his wonderful love,

Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 2 O, tell of his might, and sing of his grace,

Whose robe is the light, whose canopy, space; His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form. And dark is his path on the wings of the storm. 3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,

In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the end! Our Maker, Defender, Preserver, and Friend. 5 Father Almighty, how faithful thy love! While angels delight to hymn thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays, With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise.

1 O GOD, we praise thee, and confess

That thou the only Lord
And everlasting Father art,
By all the earth adored.

PATRICK

2 To thee all angels cry aloud;
To thee the powers on high,
Both cherubim and seraphim,
Continually do cry, -

3 "O holy, holy, holy Lord,
Whom heavenly hosts obey,
The world is with the glory filled
Of thy majestic sway.

4 The apostles' giorious company,
And prophets crowned with light
With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.

5 The holy church throughout the world,
O Lord, confesses thee,
That thou eternal Father art,
Of boundless majesty.

2 Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the day,
Ye glittering stars of light,

To him your homage pay;

His praise declare, And clouds that move
Ye heavens above, In liquid air.

3 Let them adore the Lord,
And praise his holy name,
By whose almighty word
They all from nothing came;

And all shall last

His firm decree

From changes free;

Stands ever fast.

4 United zeal be shown

His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone
Deserves our endless praise;

Earth's utmost ends His glorious sway

His power obey;

The sky transcends.

111.

8 & 7s. M.

ANCIENT HYMNS

Thrice Holy.

1 BRIGHT the vision that delighted
Once the sight of Judah's seer;
Sweet the countless tongues united
To entrance the prophet's ear.
Round the Lord in glory seated,
Cherubim and seraphim
Filled his temple, and repeated

Each to each th' alternate hymn :

2 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fulness stored; Unto thee be glory given,

Holy, holy, holy Lord!

Heaven is still with glory ringing;

Earth takes up the angels' cry,

"Holy, holy, holy," singing,

"Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!"

3 Ever thus in God's high praises,

Brethren, let our tongues unite,
Whilst our thoughts his greatness raises,
And our love his gifts excite.
With his seraph train before him,
With his holy church below,
Thus conspire we to adore him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow:

4"Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fulness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!

Thus thy glorious name confessing,
We adopt thy angels' cry,

Holy, holy, holy,' blessing

Thee, the Lord of hosts most high!"

112.

L. M.

MRS. OPIE

Praise of God peculiarly due from Man
1 THERE seems a voice in every gale,
A tongue in every opening flower,
Which tells, O Lord! the wondrous tale
Of thy indulgence, love, and power.
2 The birds that rise on soaring wing
Appear to hymn their Maker's praise,
And all the mingling sounds of spring
To thee a general pæan raise.

3 And shall my voice, great God, alone

Be mute 'midst Nature's loud acclaim? No; let my heart with answering tone Breathe forth in praise thy holy name. 4 And Nature's debt is small to mine; Thou bad'st her being bounded be, But- matchless proof of love divine Thou gav'st immortal life to me.

1 LET all the earth their voices raise,

To sing a lofty psalm of praise,

And bless the great Jehovah's name;

His glory let the heathen know,
His wonders to the nations show,
And all his works of grace proclaim.

WATTS

2 He framed the globe, he spread the sky,
And all the shining worlds on high;
He reigns complete in glory there:
His beams are majesty and light,
His glories how divinely bright!
His temple how divinely fair!

3 Let heaven be glad, let earth rejoice,
Let ocean lift its roaring voice,
Proclaiming loud, "Jehovah reigns!"
For joy let fertile valleys sing,
And tuneful groves their tribute bring

To Him whose power the world sustains.
4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth shall own his sovereign power,
And barbarous nations fear his name;
Then shall the universe confess
The beauty of his holiness,

And in his courts his grace proclaim.

To God, whose goodness ceaseless flows,
Who dwells enthroned above the skies,
And life and breath on all bestows.

2 Let all of good this bosom fires

To him, sole good, give praises due;
Let all the truth himself inspires
Unite to sing him only true.

3 In ardent adoration joined,
Obedient to thy holy will,
Let all our faculties, combined,
Thy just commands, O God, fulfil.
4 O, may the solemn-breathing sound
I ike incense rise before thy throne,