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,
And opens all her heaven.

HYMN 10. L. M. [#]
Majesty of God.

1 To God all nature owes its birth;
He formed this ponderous globe of earth;
He raised the glorious arch on high,
And measured out the azure sky.

2 He sits enthroned amidst the spheres,
And glory, like a garment, wears;
While boundless wisdom, power and grace,
Command our awe, invite our praise.

3 "Tis he who bids the tempests rise,
And rolls the thunder through the skies;
His voice the elements obey;
Wide o'er the earth extends his sway.

4 In every work and way divine,
Omnipotence and wisdom shine;
And goodness fixes still the end,
To which they all, unvarying, tend.
5 His power we trace on every side;
O, may his wisdom be our guide;
And while we live, and when we die,
May his almighty love be nigh.

HYMN 11. L. M. [#]

Omniscience and Omnipresence. 1 FATHER of all, omniscient Mind, Thy wisdom who can comprehend? Its highest point what eye can find, Or to its lowest depths descend? 2 If up to heaven's ethereal height, Thy prospect to elude, I rise, In splendour, there, supremely bright, Thy presence shall my sight surprise. 3 Thee, mighty God, my wondering soul, Thee, all her conscious powers adore, Whose being circumscribes the whole, Whose eyes the universe explore.

4 Thine essence fills this breathing frame; It glows in every vital part,

Lights up our souls with livelier flame, And feeds with life each beating heart. 5 To thee, from whom our being came, Whose smile is all the heaven we know, Inspired with this exalted theme,

To thee our grateful strains shall flow.

Greatness and Glory of God.

1 How great is our Creator, God,
In wisdom, majesty and might,
When he displays his power abroad,
And brings his wonders forth to light.

2 Behold, what cloudy columns rise, Terrific as the shades of night! What peals of thunder rend the skies!

The lightning, how sublimely bright! 3 How dreadful is the threatening hail! Approaching tempests, O how grand! What terror doth the mind assail,

When deep convulsions shake the land! 4 The seas with hollow murmurs groan, The bowels of the mountains flame; The elements, affrighted, own

The awful greatness of thy name. 5 Almighty God, thy chariot wheels

In solemn pomp and grandeur roll;
Thy presence trembling nature feels,
And humble reverence fills the soul.

GENERAL PRAISE.

HYMN 13. L. M. [#]

Universal Praise.

1 CELESTIAL worlds, your Maker's name Resound through every shining coast: Our God the noblest praise will claim, Where he unfolds his glories most. 2 Stupendous globe of flaming day, Praise him in thy sublime career;

He struck from night thy peerless ray,
Marked out thy path, and guides thee there.

3 Ye starry lamps, to whom 'tis given
Night's sable horrors to illume,
Praise him who hung you high in heaven,
With vivid fires to gild the gloom.

4 Lightnings, that round Jehovah play,
Thunders, that from his arm are hurled,
"The grandeur of your God convey,
Blazing, or bursting on the world.
5 At once let nature's ample round
To God the vast thanksgiving raise :
His high perfection knows no bound,
But fills immensity of space.

HYMN 14. 7 & 6 M. [#]

Praise to Jehovah.

1 PRAISE the Lord, who reigns above,
And keeps his court below;
Praise the holy God of love,

And all his greatness show;
Praise him for his noble deeds;

Praise him for his matchless power;
Him, from whom all good proceeds,
Let earth and heaven adore.

2 Publish, spread to all around
The great Jehovah's name;
Let the trumpet's martial sound
The Lord of hosts proclaim;
Praise him, every tuneful string;
All the reach of heavenly art,

All the powers of music, bring,
The music of the heart.

3 Him, in whom they move and live,
Let every creature sing,
Glory to their Maker give,
And homage to their King:
Hallowed be his name beneath;

As in heaven on earth adored;
Praise the Lord in every breath:
Let all things praise the Lord.

HYMN 15. C. M. [#]
Triumphant Praise.

1 O FOR a shout of sacred joy
To God the sovereign King!
Let every land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.

2 Whilst angels shout his lofty praise,
Let mortals learn their strains;
Let all the earth their voices raise;
O'er all the earth he reigns.

3 Rehearse his praise with awe profound;
Let knowledge lead the song;
Nor mock him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

4 In Israel stood his ancient throne;
He loved that chosen race;

But now he calls the world his own,
And heathens taste his grace.