The u ni-verse His dwelling is, Eterni ty His home. A-MEN.

sky; Hark! in count-less numbers All the an - gel - throng

The earth and heavens are full of Thee, Thy light, Thy power, Thy ma - jesty.

4 Glory to Thee, O God most high!
Father, we praise Thy majesty ;
The Son, the Spirit we adore,
One Godhead, blest for evermore!

3 To all, life Thou givest,

to both great and small;

In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish: but nought changeth Thee.

4 To-day and to-morrow with Thee still are now;
Nor trouble, nor sorrow, nor care, Lord, hast Thou;
Nor passion doth fever, nor age can decay:
The same God forever that was yesterday.

5 Great Father of Glory, pure Father of Light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
But of all Thy rich graces this grace, Lord, impart :
Take the veil from our faces, the veil from our heart.

6 All laud we would render; O, help us to see
'Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee;
And so let Thy glory almighty impart,

Through Christ in the story, Thy Christ to the heart.

Walter C. Smith

Songs of praise a woke the morn, When the Prince of