1 BLEST be our everlasting Lord,
Our Father, God, and King!
Thy sovereign greatness we record,
Thy glorious power we sing.

2 By Thee the victory is given:
The majesty divine,

Wisdom and might, and earth and heaven.
And all therein are Thine.

3 The kingdom, Lord, is Thine alone,
Who dost Thy right maintain,
And, high on Thine eternal throne,
O'er men and angels reign.

4 Riches, as seemeth good to Thee,
Thou dost, and honor give;
And kings their power and dignity
Out of Thy hand receive.

5 Thou hast on us the grace bestowed,
Thy greatness to proclaim;

And therefore now we thank our God,
And praise Thy glorious Name.

6 Thy glorious Name, Thy nature's powers.
Thou hast to man made known;
And all the Deity is ours,
Through Thy incarnate Son.

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1 THOUSANDS of thousands stand around
Thy throne, O God most high;

Ten thousand times ten thousand sound
Thy praise: but who am I?

2 Enlighten with faith's light my heart,
Inflame it with love's fire;

So shall I sing and bear a part
With that celestial choir.

3 How great a being, Lord, is Thine,
Which doth all beings keep!
Thy knowledge is the only line
To sound so vast a deep.

4 Thou art a Sea without a shore,
A Sun without a sphere;
Thy time is now and evermore,
Thy place is everywhere.

5 How good art Thou, whose Goodness is
Our parent, nurse, and guide:

Whose streams do water paradise,
And all the earth beside!

6 Thy hidden wonders, God of grace!
I humbly here adore;

Show me Thy glory and Thy face,
That I may praise Thee more.

68. Wiltshire. 91, 227.

John Mason. 1683. a

C. M.

1 SONGS of immortal praise belong

To my almighty God:

He hath my heart, and He my tongue,
To spread His Name abroad.

2 How great the works His Hand hath wrought!
How glorious in our sight!

And men in every age have sought
His wonders with delight.

3 How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise the eternal Mind!

His counsels never change the scheme
That His first thoughts designed.

4 When He redeemed the sons of men,
He fixed His covenant sure:

The orders that His lips pronounce
To endless years endure.

5 Nature and time and earth and skies
Thy heavenly skill proclaim.

What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read Thy Name?

6 To fear Thy power, to trust Thy grace,
Is our divinest skill;

And he's the wisest of our race,

Who best obeys Thy will.

71. Woolmer's. 295, 437.

Watts. 1719.

L. M.