3 O, not in circling depth, or height,
But in the conscious breast,
Present to faith, though veiled from sight,
There does his spirit rest:

O, come, thou Presence Infinite,
And make thy creature blest.

1 MY God! thy boundless love I praise;
How bright on high its glories blaze!
How sweetly bloom below!

It streams from thine eternal throne;
Through heaven its joys for ever run,
And o'er the earth they flow.

2 'T is love that paints the purple morn,
And bids the clouds, in air upborne,
Their genial drops distil;
In every vernal beam it glows,
And breathes in every gale that blows,
And glides in every rill.

3 But in thy word I see it shine
With grace and glories more divine,
Proclaiming sins forgiven;

There, Faith, bright cherub, points the way
To realms of everlasting day,

And opens all her heaven.

4 Then let the love, that makes me blest,
With cheerful praise inspire my breast,
And ardent gratitude;

And all my thoughts and passions tend
To thee, my Father and my Friend,
My soul's eternal good.

129.

C. M.

TATE & BRADY.

Praising God in all Changes.

1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,

In trouble and in joy,

The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
2 Of his deliverance I will boast,
Till all who are distressed
From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.
3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliverance he affords to all
Who on his succour trust.

4 O, make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide

How blest they are, and only they,
Who in his faith confide.

5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then
Have nothing else to fear :

Make you his service your delight,
He'll make your wants his care.

130.

H. M.

Perpetual Praise.

SACRED LYRICS.

1 TO thee, great Source of light!
My thankful voice I'll raise ;
And all my powers unite

To celebrate thy praise;
And, till my voice is lost in death,
May praise employ my every breath.
2 And when this feeble tongue

Lies silent in the dust,

My soul shall dwell among
The spirits of the just;

Then, with the shining hosts above,
In nobler strains I'll sing thy love.

The Glory of God in his Works and in his Word. 1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord; In every star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light,

WATTS.

And nights, and days, thy power confess;
But that blest volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise
Around the earth, and never stand;
So, when thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest

Till through the world thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light or feel the sun.
5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise!
O, bless the world with heavenly light!
Thy gospel makes the simple wise;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renewed and sins forgiven;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heaven.

132.

8 & 7s. M.

Praise the Lord.

DUBLIN COLL.

1 PRAISE the Lord; ye heavens adore him; Praise him, angels, in the height;

Sun and moon, rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; Laws, which never can be broken,

For their guidance he hath made. 3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious; Never shall his promise fail ;

God hath made his saints victorious;
Sin and death shall not prevail.
4 Praise the God of our salvation;
Hosts on high his power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Praise and magnify his name.

133.

6 & 4s. M.

Praise in the Courts of the Lord.

1 PRAISE

SACRED LYRICS.

ye Jehovah's name ;

Praise through his courts proclaim;
Rise and adore ;

High o'er the heavens above
Sound his great acts of love,
While his rich grace we prove,
Vast as his power.

2 Now let the trumpet raise
Triumphant sounds of praise,
Wide as his fame;

There let the harp be found;
Organs, with solemn sound,
Roll your deep notes around,
Filled with his name.

3 While his high praise ye sing,
Shake every sounding string:
Sweet the accord!

He vital breath bestows :
Let every breath that flows
His noblest fame disclose :
Praise ye the Lord.

1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns;
His throne is built on high;
The garments he assumes

Are light and majesty :

His glories shine

With beams so bright

No mortal eye

Can bear the sight.

2 The thunders of his hand
Keep the wide world in awe,
His power and justice stand
To guard his holy law:

And where his love

Resolves to bless,

WATTS.

His truth confirms
And seals the grace.

3 And can this mighty King
Of glory condescend?
And will he write his name
My Father and my Friend?

I love his name,

Join all my powers

And praise the Lord.

I love his word :

135.

C. H. M.

The surpassing Glory of God.

ANONYMOUS.

1 SINCE o'er thy footstool here below
Such radiant gems are strown,

O, what magnificence must glow,
Great God, about thy throne!
So brilliant here these drops of light
There the full ocean rolls how bright!
2 If night's blue curtain of the sky-
With thousand stars inwrought,
Hung like a royal canopy

With glittering diamonds fraught -
Be, Lord, thy temple's outer veil,
What splendor at the shrine must dwell!