2 Then shall God with lavish hand Scatter blessings o'er the land; Earth shall yield her rich increase, p> Every breeze shall whisper peace, And the world's remotest bound With the voice of praise resound!
FIFTH VERSION.-10s. & 11s. Lyons.
Prayer for God's Kingdom.
1 O LORD! in thy love thy mercies bestow ;
With beams from above shine on us below,
That all men, now under the arch of the sky,
May see with great wonder salvation brought nigh.
2 O God! let thy name be prais'd all around,
Let all men with joy thy glory resound;
Then earth shall her treasures most amply outpour,
And plenty and pleasures shall spring from thy power.
68. FIRST VER.-L. M. Appleton. Rockingham. Justice and Kindness of God.
f 1 LET God arise in all his might,
And put the troops of hell to flight,
As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies,
Before the rising tempest flies.
2 He rides and thunders through the sky;
His name, JEHOVAH, sounds on high:
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before his face!
mp 3 The widow and the fatherless
Fly to his aid in sharp distress ;
In Him the poor and helpless find
A Judge most just, a Father kind.
4 He breaks the captive's heavy chain,
And pris'ners see the light again;
But rebels, who dispute his will,
Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. WATTS.
SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Rockingham.
f 1 KINGDOMS and thrones to God belong,
Crown Him, ye nations, in your song;
His wondrous names and pow'rs rehearse,
His honors in your thankful verse!
2 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms ;
How terrible is God in arms?
In Israel are his mercies known,
Israel is his peculiar throne.
mf 3 Proclaim Him King,-pronounce Him blest; He's your defence,-your joy,—your rest; When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of ev'ry saint!
THIRD VERSION.-L. M. Rockingham. Duke Str.
mf 1 LORD, when Thou didst ascend on high,
Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky:
Those heav'nly guards around Thee wait,
Like chariots, that attend thy state.
2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious, when the Lord was there,
While He pronounc'd his dreadful law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.
3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious powers of hell,
Holding our race in bondage dread,
Were all in chains as captives led!
4 Rais'd by the Father to the throne,
He sent the promis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again.
FOURTH VERSION.-L. M. Uxbridge. Alfreton.
1 WE bless the Lord, the just and good,
Who fills our hearts with joy and food,
Who pours his blessings from the skies,
And loads our days with rich supplies.
2 He sends the sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain
Refresh the thirsty earth again.
3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death:
Safety and health to God belong!
He helps the weak and guards the strong.
4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love;
But the wide diff'rence, that remains,
Is endless joys and endless pains.
5 His own right hand his saints shall raise
From the deep earth or deeper seas,
mf And bring them to his courts above,
There to enjoy his perfect love!
FIFTH VERSION.-L. M. Lancaster. Uxbridge.
Resurrection and Power of Christ.
1 Ye mountain heights, why look with pride
On Zion's humbler mountain side?
On Zion's hill our God doth dwell;
Forever loves He Zion well!
2 From Zion's hill when Jesus rose,
And, trampling on his conquer'd foes,
Ascended up to heav'n on high,
Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky.
3 Then were his foes as captives led,
Captives to Him, whose blood they shed;
Then He receiv'd large gifts for men,
Rebels to bring to God again!
4 Jesus!-thy pow'r shall guide our feet
Through deserts wide up to thy seat,
And, while we know salvation's joys,
Eternal praise our lips employs!
SIXTH VERSION.-78. Edyfield. Prentiss.
God's wonderful Works.
mf 1 GOD, the Lord, is thron'd on high,
Quick his foes before Him fly ;
While the wicked He destroys, Good men in their God rejoice! f 2 Sing to God! extol his name!
All his works with joy proclaim ;— mp He is orphan's friend on high,
Widow's judge, when she doth cry.
- 3 God the des'late gives a home,
Bids the pris'ner freely roam;
While He loves the righteous well,
In waste land the wicked dwell!
4 Lord, when Thou thy saints didst lead,
And in desert paths didst tread,
Earth, alarm'd, with fear did quake,
Clouds with rain-drops did outbreak.
5 Thou the rain didst then outpour,
And the parched tribes restore;
They could dwell in wilderness!
Thou, O God, the poor dost bless!
SEVENTH VERSION.-8, 7 & 4. Oliphant.
Power of Christ.
1 SING to God; to God sing praises;
Riding on the heav'ns above,
Lo, his pow'r the world amazes,
While his saints partake his love,-
While his mercy
Fatherless and widows prove.
2 Jesus, known as Judah's Lion,
Strikes his enemies with dread:
Holy is his hill of Zion,
Lifting high its craggy head,
Firmly planted,
Glory bright around it spread!
8 Jesus, Thou on high ascendest,
Leading mighty foe in chains ;-
Now thy servants Thou defendest;
Each through Thee the vict'ry gains;
Each in glory
Near thy throne forever reigns!
69. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Windham. Hanover.
Sufferings of Christ.
P 1 DEEP in our hearts let us record
The deeper sorrows of our Lord;
Behold the rising billows roll
To overwhelm his holy soul!
2 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love
Have made his death a blessing prove ;
The dreadful suff'rings of thy Son
Aton'd for sin, and pardon won.
3 The pangs of our expiring Lord,
The honors of thy law restored;
His sorrows made thy justice known,
And paid for follies not his own,
aff 4 0, for his sake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning sinner live!
Jehovah! hear us in his name,
Nor let our hope be turn'd to shame! WATTS.
SECOND VERSION.-C. M. Dedham. Marlow.
Christ's Obedience and Death.
1 FATHER, I sing thy wondrous love,
I bless my Savior's name;
He brought salvation from above,
And bore the sinner's shame.
p 2 His dying groan, his flowing wound
Shall better please my God,
Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound,
Than goat's or bullock's blood.
f 8 Let heav'n and all, that dwell on high,
To God their voices raise,
While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join t' advance his praise!
4 Zion is thine, most holy God!
Thy Son shall bless her gates,
And glory, purchas'd by his blood,
For thine own Israel waits.
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