2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when He Captive led captivity.

3 Heaven and earth must pass away,
Songs of praise shall crown that day;
God will make new heavens, new earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.

5 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,

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Songs of praise their powers employ. James Montgomery (1771-1854), 1819, 1853. Ab.

Mercies that never fail.

I HOLY, holy, holy Lord,

Be Thy glorious Name adored :
Lord, Thy mercies never fail;
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail!

2 Though unworthy, Lord, Thine ear
Deign our humble songs to hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring,
When around Thy throne we sing.

3 While on earth ordained to stay, Guide our footsteps in Thy way, Till we come to dwell with Thee, Till we all Thy glory see.

4 Then, with angel-harps, again
We will wake a nobler strain;
There, in joyful songs of praise,
Our triumphant voices raise.

5 Lord, Thy mercies never fail :
Hail, celestial Goodness, hail!
Holy, holy, holy, Lord,
Be Thy glorious Name adored.

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"The Lord reigneth."
Ps. xciii; xcvii.

2 The thunders of His hand

Keep the wide world in awe; His wrath and justice stand

To guard His holy law;

And where His love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace.

3 Through all His ancient works,
Surprising wisdom shines;
Confounds the powers of hell,

And breaks their cursed designs;
Strong is His arm, and shall fulfil
His great decrees, His sovereign will.

4 And can this mighty King

Of Glory condescend?

And will He write His Name,
My Father and my Friend?

I love His Name, I love His Word;
Join, all my powers, and praise the Lord.

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Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1709.

Praise from all Creatures.
Ps. cxlviii.

I YE tribes of Adam, join

With Heaven, and earth, and seas, And offer notes divine

To your Creator's praise.
Ye holy throng of angels bright,
In words of light, begin the song.

2 The shining worlds above
In glorious order stand,
Or in swift courses move,

HADDAM. H. M.

I SHALL hymns of grateful love Through Heaven's high arches ring, And all the hosts above

Their songs of triumph sing;

And shall not we take up the strain,
And send the echo back again?

2 Shall they adore the Lord,

Who bought them with His blood, And all the love record

That led them home to God;
And shall not we take up the strain,
And send the echo back again?

3 O spread the joyful sound,
The Saviour's love proclaim,
And publish all around

Salvation through His Name;
Till all the world take up the strain,
And send the echo back again.