Hymns

and

Spiritual Songs.

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PRAISE OF GOD.

LL people that on earth do dwell,

L.M.

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell, Come ye before Him and rejoice.

2 Know ye, the Lord is God indeed ;
Without our aid He did us make
We are His flock, He doth us feed;
And for His sheep He doth us take.
3 O enter, then, His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His name always,
For it is seemly so to do.

4 For why? the Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;

His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
W. KETHE. (?)

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ANGELS holy,
High and lowly,

8.7.8.8.7.

Sing the praises of the Lord!
Earth and sky, all living nature,
Man, the stamp of thy Creator,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!
Sun and moon bright,

Night and noonlight,

Starry temples azure-floored;

Cloud and rain, and wild wind's madness, Sons of God that shout for gladness, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Ocean hoary,

Tell His glory,

Cliffs, where tumbling seas have roared! Pulse of waters, blithely beating,

Wave advancing, wave retreating,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!

Rock and high land,

Wood and island,

Crag, where eagle's pride hath soared Mighty mountains, purple-breasted, Peaks cloud-cleaving, snowy-crested, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Rolling river,

Praise Him ever,

From the mountain's deep vein poured; Silver fountain, clearly gushing,

Troubled torrent, madly rushing,

Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!

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Bond and free man,
Land and sea man,

Earth, with peoples widely stored,
Wanderer lone o'er prairies ample,
Full-voiced choir, in costly temple,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!

Praise him ever,

Bounteous Giver;

Praise Him, Father, Friend, and Lord! Each glad soul its free course winging, Each glad voice its free song singing, Praise the great and mighty Lord!

BE

J. S. BLACKIE.

EFORE Jehovah's awful throne
Ye nations bow with sacred joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, and He destroy.

L.M.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed,

He brought us to His fold again.

3 We are His people, we His care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honours shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to Thy name?

4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs High as the heavens our voices raise

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding
praise.

5 Wide as the world is Thy command;
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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COME, O come, in pious lays,

WATTS.

Sound we God Almighty's praise;
Come, ye sons of human race,
In this chorus take your place;
And, amid the mortal throng,
Be you masters of the song.

2 Angels and supernal powers,
Be the noblest worship yours;
Let, in praise of God, the sound
Run a never-ending round;
That our song of praise may be
Everlasting, as is He.

3 From the earth's remotest end,
Let the voice of praise ascend;
Spreading wide from shore to shore,
Let the ocean-fulness roar;

Winds and clouds, as on ye move,
Bear the mighty sound above.

4 So shall He, from heaven's high tower,
On the earth His blessings pour ;

7S.