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5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient datė,

Shall through the world be known;
Thine arm of power, thy heav'nly state,

With public splendour shown.
6 The world is manag'd by thy hands,

Thy saints are ruld by love ;
And thine eternal kingdom stands,

Though rocks and hills remove.



The Goodness of God. (C. M.)

1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace,

My God, my heav'nly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness,

In sounds of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but not confines,

His goodness to the skies;
Through the whole earth his bounty shines,

And every want supplies.
3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait,

On thee for daily food ; .
Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat,

And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord !

How slow thine anger moves!
But soon he sends his pard’ning word,

To cheer the souls he loves.

5 Creatures, with all their endless race,

Thy power and praise proclaim ;
But saints that taste thy richer grace,

Delight to bless thy name.

332. Love of God. (C.M.) 1 MYOME, ye that know and fear the Lord,

And raise your souls above;
Let every heart and voice accord,
• To sing that God is love!
2 This precious truth, bis word declares,

And all his mercies prove;
Jesus the gift of gifts appears,

To show that God is love !
3 Behold! his patience long display'd,

To those who from him roye;-
And outward calls effectual made,

To teach them God is love.
4 The work begun, by grace proceeds,

..And Jesus faithful proves ;-
And every step, to glory leads,

Proclaiming, God is love.
5 And 0 that you, whose harden'd hearts,

No fears of hell can move;
May hear the gospel's milder voice,

That tells you, God is love.
6 Thousands that once were vile as you,

Surround the throne above;
The grace that chang’d, has tun'd their hearts,

To sing, that God is love.

7 0 may we all, while here below,

This best of blessings prove;
Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,
Shall shout, that God is love.


133. God's Eternity. (C. M.)

PISE, rise, my soul, and leave the ground,
N Stretch all thy thoughts abroad;
And rouse up ev'ry tuneful sound,

To praise th' eternal God.
2 Long 'ere the lofty skies were spread,

Jehovah fil’d his throne;
Or Adam form’d, or angels made,

The Maker liv'd alone.
3 His boundless years can ne'er decrease,

But still maintain their prime;
Eternity's his dwelling place,

And EVER is his time.

4 While like a tide our minutes flow,

The present and the past,
He fills his own immortal NOW,

And sees our ages waste.

5 The sea and sky must perish too,

And vast destruction come !
The creatures-look, how old they grow,

And wait their fiery doom.

6 Well, let the sea shrink all away,

And flame melt down the skies,
My God shall live an endless day,

When th' old creation dies.

334. The same. (C. M.)
1 C REAT God! how infinite art thou !

U What worthless worms are we !
Let the whole race of creatures bow,

And pay their praise to thee.
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,

'Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,

Were all the nations dead.
3 Nature and time quite naked lie,

To tbine immense survey,
From the formation of the sky,

To the great burning day. 4 Eternity, with all its years,

Stands present in thy view;
To thee there's nothing old appears ;

Great God! there's nothing new. 5 Our lives through various scenes are draw

And vex'd with trifling cares,
While thine eternal thought moves on

Thine undisturb’d affairs. ,
6 Great God! how infinite art thou !

What worthless worms are we !
Let the whole race of creatures bow,

And pay their praise to thee.


Creation. (L. M.) THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord,

1 In ev'ry star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy pow'r confess; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. San, moon, and stars, convey thy praise, Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So when thy truth began its race, It touch'd, and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 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. Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, Bless the dark world with heav'nly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv'n; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heav'n.

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