IIO Antiphon. 8s & 75. FRANZ SCHUBERT, 1817. Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fullness stor'd; Un to Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord! Heav'n is still with anthems 3 9:25 ringing; Earth takes up the angels' cry, Holy, holy, holy singing, 3 3 III Pleiades. 7s & 5s. 4 4 JOHN H. HOPKINS, 1846. God hath made the moon, whose beam Shimmers soft o'er hill and stream, Lighting with her 24% mf Ρ silv'ry gleam All our lonely way. She with star-companions bright, Silvers all the hours of night; Then fades in over-whelming light, Lost in per-fect day. All na ture joins to teach Thy praise, And bid my soul a - dore. 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, 3 All-bounteous Lord! Thy grace impart; Oh! teach me to improve Thy gifts, with ever-grateful heart, My Saviour! my almighty Friend! When I begin Thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end,— The numbers of Thy grace? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust; And, since I knew Thy graces first, 3 My feet shall travel all the length And march, with courage, in Thy strength, 4 When I am filled with sore distress 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Isaac Watts, 1719. 118 SING to the Lord Jehovah's name, 2 With thanks, approach His awful sight And psalms of honor sing; The Lord's a God of boundless might,— 3 Come, and with humble souls adore; 4 Now is the time;-He bends His ear, And waits for your request; Come, lest He rouse His wrath, and swear, "Ye shall not see my rest." Isaac Watts, 1719. 119 AWAKE, my soul! to sound His praise, Awake, my harp! to sing; Join, all my powers! the song to raise, And morning incense bring. 2 Among the people of His care, Glad songs of praise will I prepare, And there His name resound. 3 Be Thou exalted, O my God! Joel Barlow, 1785. |