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Thou sun, whose beams adorn the spheres, And with unwearied swiftness move
To form the circles of our years, 2 Praise the Creator of the skies,
That dressed thine orb in golden rays; Or may the sun forget to rise,
If he forget his Maker's praise. 3 Thou reigning beauty of the night,
Fair queen of silence, silver moon, Whose gentle beams and borrowed light
Are softer rivals of the noon, 4 Arise, and to that sovereign Power
Waxing and waning honors pay, Who bade thee rule the dusky hour,
And half supply the absent day. 5 Ye twinkling stars, who gild the skies
When darkness has its curtains drawn, Who keep your watch with wakeful eyes,
When business, cares, and day are gone, 6 Proclaim the glories of your Lord,
Dispersed through all the heavenly street, Whose boundless treasures can afford
So rich a pavement for his feet. 7 O God of glory, God of love!
Thou art the sun that makes our days; With all thy shining works above,
Let earth and dust attempt thy praise.
A General Song of Praise. Ps. 86. 1 AMONG the princes, earthly gods,
There's none hath power divine; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord !
Nor are their works, like thine. 2 The nations thou hast made shall bring
Their offerings round thy throne; For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
Teach me thy heavenly ways;
In God my Father's praise.
WATTS. A Song of Praise. Ps. 150. 1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise ;
His grace he there reveals;
For there his glory dwells.
While you rehearse his deeds;
Your highest praise exceeds.
J. Q. ADAMS.
For deeds of wonder he hath done;
His hand the victory hath won:
His goodness o'er the world extends;
His power to earth’s remotest ends. 2 Shout to Jehovah, all the earth,
Break forth in joy, exult, and sing;
Trumpet and harp proclaim your King :
Shout, earth, and all therein that dwell; Floods, clap your hands as on you sweep;
Mountains, the choral anthem swell.
Jehovah's holy name to bless;
The universe his righteousness;
Resistless right, and boundless grace ;
And blessings shed o’er all our race.
Our Savior and our King,
Their humble praises bring.
2 'Tis his almighty love,
His counsel and his care,
Unblemished and complete,
With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet around the throne,
And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer God
Wisdom and power belongs,
And everlasting songs.
WATTS. Praise to God from all Creatures. 1 THE glories of my Maker, God,
My joyful voice shall sing,
Their Former and their King. 2 'Twas his right hand that shaped our clay,
And wrought this human frame;
Our nobler spirits came.
And worship with our tongues ;
And join the angelic songs
4 Ye planets, to his honor shine,
And wheels of nature, roll ;
Around the steady pole.
The wide creation fills,
Beyond the heavenly hills.
1 ALMIGHTY Maker, God !
How wondrous is thy name !
Through the creation's frame! 2 Nature, in every dress,
Her humble homage pays,
Thine undissembled praise. 3 In native white and red
The rose and lily stand,
To show thy skilful hand. 4 The lark mounts up the sky
With unambitious song,
Upon her artless tongue.
To her Creator too;
And pay the worship due.