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Universal Praise. Ps. 148.
1 LET every creature join
To praise the eternal God :
And sound his name abroad. 2 Thou sun, with golden beams,
And moon, with paler rays,
Shine to your Maker's praise. 3 He built those worlds above,
And fixed their wondrous frame;
And ever speak his name. 4 Ye vapors, when ye rise,
Or fall in showers or snow,
His power and glory show. 5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire,
Agree to praise the Lord,
To execute his word. 6 United zeal be shown
His wondrous fame to raise : God is the Lord ; his name alone
Deserves our endless praise. 7 By all his works above
His honors be expressed;
Should sing his praises best.
To God, the sovereign King!
And hymns of triumph sing. 2 While angels shout, and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains ;
O'er all the earth he reigns.
Let knowledge lead the song ;
Upon a thoughtless tongue.
He loved that chosen race;
And heathens taste his grace.
1 STAND up, and bless the Lord,
Ye people of his choice;
With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
And laud, and magnify?
3 O for the living flame,
From his own altar brought,
And raise to heaven our thought! 4 There, with benign regard,
Our hymns he deigns to hear;
The spirit feels him near.
The Lord your God adore ;
New Eng. VERSION.
1 YOUR thanks unto the Lord express,
Because that good is he;
Last to eternity. 2 So say the Lord's redeemed, whom bought
He hath from enemies' hands; And from the east and west hath brought,
From south and northern lands. 3 Then did they to Jehovah cry,
When they were in distress,
Out of their anguishes.
For his great goodness then,
Unto the sons of men !
Watts. Universal Praise. Ps. 148. 1 THE Lord ! how absolute he reigns !
Let every angel bend the knee,
And speak how fierce his terrors be. 2 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss;
How dark thy beams compared to his. 3 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare ; And the sweet whisper of his name
Fill every gentler breeze of air. 4 Let clouds, and winds, and waves, agree
To join their praise with blazing fire ; Let the firm earth and rolling sea
In this eternal song conspire.
When nature all around you sings?
From humble swains and lofty kings !
That fill the realms above;
And feeds you with his love.
2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies,
The floor of his abode;
Before a brighter God.
Whose beams create our days,
To own your borrowed rays.
Through the ethereal blue;
He makes his wheels of you. 5 Thunder, and hail, and fires, and storms,
The troops of his command, Appear in all your dreadful forms,
And speak his awful hand.
In your eternal roar;
And shore reply to shore.
To him that bade you grow;
On every thankful bough. 8 Thus, while the meaner creatures sing,
Ye mortals, take the sound; Echo the glories of your King
Through all the nations round.