3 O may we His goodness know,
As His creatures here below!
And may we His mercy prove,
As the objects of His love!"
God seen in His Works.
1 BEHOLD this fair and fertile globe,
By God in wisdom planned;
'Twas He who girded, like a robe,
The ocean round the land.
Lift to the arch of heaven your eye;
Thither His path pursue;
His glory, boundless as the sky,
O'erwhelms the wond'ring view.
2 He bows the heavens; the mountains stand A highway for their God;
He walks amidst the desert land;
'Tis Eden where He trod.
The forests in His strength rejoice;
Hark! on the evening breeze,
As once of old, the Lord God's voice
Is heard among the trees.
3 In every stream His bounty flows,
Diffusing joy and wealth;
In every breeze His Spirit blows-
The breath of life and health.
His blessings fall in plenteous showers
Upon the lap of earth,
That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers,
And rings with infant mirth.
4 These lower works that swell His praise,
High as man's thought can tower
Are but a portion of His ways,
The hiding of His power.
If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound:
How beautiful beyond compare
Will Paradise be found!
Power and Goodness.
1 I SING the almighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise:
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at His command,
And all the stars obey.
3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good.
10 Creation and Redemption.
1 How wondrous are the works of God,
Displayed through all the world abroad!
Immensely great, immensely small;
Yet one strange work exceeds them all.
2 He formed the sun-fair fount of light;
The moon and stars to rule the night;
But night, and stars, and moon, and sun, Are little works compared with one. 3 He rolled the seas, and spread the skies, Made valleys sink, and mountains rise, The meads He clothed with native green, And bade the rivers glide between. 4 But what are seas, or skies, or hills, Or verdant vales, or gliding rills, To wonders man was born to proveThe wonders of redeeming love?
11 Praise for Temporal Mercies.
1 PRAISE to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous source of every joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues employ.
2 For the blessings of the field,
For the stores the gardens yield,
For the joy the harvests bring,
Grateful praises now we sing.
3 Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain,
Clouds that drop refreshing dews,
Suns that genial heat diffuse;
4 All that Spring, with bounteous hand,
Scatters o'er the smiling land;
All that liberal Autumn pours
From her overflowing stores;
5 These, great God, to Thee we owe,
Source whence all our blessings flow;
And for these we now would raise
Songs to Thee of grateful praise.
God's Good Gifts.
1 COME, behold the mid-day sun
Shed around his golden light;
Every leaf that meets his ray
Glitters gaily to the sight.
2 God is good! He made the sun,
Blessing everything that lives;
God, who light, and joy, and food,
To each living being gives.
3 He who formed the seeing eye,
He who made the hearing ear,
Gave each beauty we behold,
Each delightful sound we hear.
4 If He did not keep our life,
We could neither think nor move:
Every blessing we enjoy
Is a gift of tender love.
God's Works Praise Him.
1 IN earth, and air, and sea, and sky,
There's not a place, or deep, or high,
Where the Creator has not trod,
And left the footsteps of a God.
2 In various shapes and colours rise
Ten thousand wonders to our eyes,
And beasts and birds, with lab'ring throat,
Teach us a God in every note.
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