256 L.M.

BLEST Trinity! from mortal sight
Vailed in thine own eternal light!
We thee confess, in thee believe;
To thee with loving hearts we cleave.
2 O Father! thou most Holy One!
O God of God! Eternal Son!

O Holy Ghost! thou Love Divine !
To join them both is ever thine.
3 The Father is in God the Son,
And with the Father he is one;
In both the Spirit doth abide,
And with them both is glorified.

4 Eternal Father! thee we praise;

To thee, O Son! our hymns we raise;
O Holy Ghost! we thee adore!
One mighty God forevermore.

My God, thy boundless love I praise;
How bright on high its glories blaze!

How sweetly bloom below!
It streams from thy eternal throne;
Through heaven its joys forever run,
And o'er the earth they flow.

2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn,
And bids the clouds, in air upborne,
Their genial drops distill!
In every vernal beam it glows,
It breathes in every gale that blows,
And glides in every rill.

3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flowery beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smile in every vale.

4 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, all her heaven.

And

opens

5 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!

258 7s. In Creation.-Ps. 148. MONTGOMERY.

HERALDS of creation! cry,

"Praise the Lord-the Lord most high!"
Heaven and earth obey the call,
Praise the Lord-the Lord of all.

2 For he spake, and forth from night
Sprang the universe to light;
He commanded-nature heard,
And stood fast upon his word.

3 Praise him, all ye hosts above,-
Spirits perfected in love!

Sun and moon! your anthems raise;
Sing, ye stars! your Maker's praise.

259 L. M.

THERE is a God !-all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies; See! from the clouds his glory breaks, When the first beams of morning rise.

2 The rising sun, serenely bright,

O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of your God, And bow before him, and adore. 260 C. M.

Majesty.-Ps. 18.

STERNHOLD.

261 S. M.

Grace.-28.103.

Он, bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim; And all that is within me join To bless his holy name.

2 Oh! bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind: Forget not all his benefits: The Lord to thee is kind.

3 He will not always chide;

He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate.

4 He pardons all thy sins,

Prolongs thy feeble breath;
He healeth thy infirmities,

And ransoms thee from death.

5 Then bless his holy name,

Whose grace hath made thee whole! Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days;

Oh! bless the Lord, my soul!

MUHLENBERG.

SINCE o'er thy footstool here below

Such radiant gems are strown,
Oh, 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 vail,
What splendor at the shrine must dwell!
3 The dazzling sun, at noonday hour,
Forth from his flaming vase,

Flinging o'er earth the golden shower,
Till vale and mountain blaze,

But shows, O Lord, one beam of thine: What, then, the Day where thou dost shine!

4 Ah, how shall these dim eyes endure
That noon of living rays?

Or how our spirits, so impure,
Upon thy glory gaze?
Anoint, O Lord, anoint our sight,
And fit us for that world of light.

ELLEVER. C. M.

9:3

And un

derneath his feet he

The darkness of the sky.

264 L. M. D. In Nature.-Ps. 19. ADDISON.
THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim:
The unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display;
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand.
2 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale;
And nightly, to the listening earth,
Repeats the story of her birth;
While all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
3 What though in solemn silence, all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball,-
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found,-
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
Forever singing as they shine,-
"The hand that made us is divine."

FABEN. 8s & 7s. D.

265
8s & 7s. Holiness.-Rev. 4: 8.
LORD, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!
Heaven is still with anthems ringing;
Earth takes up the angels' cry,

Holy, holy, holy, singing,

Lord of hosts, thou Lord most high.

Grace.

S. F. KEY.

266 85 & 75.
LORD, with glowing heart I'd praise thee
For the bliss thy love bestows;
For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O God, my weak endeavor;

2

This dull soul to rapture raise;
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warmed to praise.
Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,
Wretched wanderer, far astray;

Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
From the paths of death away;
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.

3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling
Vainly would my lips express:
Low before thy footstool kneeling,
Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless;
Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure,
Love's pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth thy praise.

WATTS

267 C. M. Omnipresence.—Ps. 139.
LORD! where shall guilty souls retire,
Forgotten and unknown!

In hell they meet thy dreadful fire,
In heaven thy glorious throne.

2 Should I suppress my vital breath
To shun the wrath divine,

Thy voice would break the bars of death
And make the grave resign.

3 If winged with beams of morning light,
I fly beyond the west,
Thy hand, which must support my flight,
Would soon betray my rest.

4 If o'er my sins I think to draw

The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light.

5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee:

Oh, may
I ne'er provoke that power
From which I cannot flee!

268 H. M. Truth.-Num. 23: 19. DODdridge.

Abides so sure.

271 C. M.

FATHER of glory! to thy name
Immortal praise we give,
Who dost an act of grace proclaim,

And bid us rebels live.

2 Immortal honor to the Son

Who makes thine anger cease;

Our lives he ransomed with his own,
And died to make our peace.

3 To thine almighty Spirit be
Immortal glory given,

Whose influence brings us near to thee,
And trains us up for heaven.

4 Let men with their united voice
Adore the eternal God;
And spread his honors and their joys
Through nations far abroad.

5 Let faith, and love, and duty join,
One general song to raise;

Let saints in earth and heaven combine
In harmony and praise.