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WATTS.
Sun, Moon, and Stars, praise ye the Lord.
1 FAIREST of all the lights above,

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.

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WATTS.

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.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet;

Teach me thy heavenly ways;
And my poor, scattered thoughts unite

In God my Father's praise.

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WATTS. A Song of Praise. Ps. 150. 1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise ;

His grace he there reveals;
To heaven your joy and wonder raise,

For there his glory dwells.
2 Let all your sacred passions move,

While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love

Your highest praise exceeds.

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J. Q. ADAMS.

Ps. 98.
1 SING to Jehovah a new song,

For deeds of wonder he hath done;
His arm in holiness is strong ;

His hand the victory hath won:
The Lord salvation hath made known;

His goodness o'er the world extends;
His truth to Israel's house is shown ;

His power to earth’s remotest ends. 2 Shout to Jehovah, all the earth,

Break forth in joy, exult, and sing;
Let voice, let clarion speak your mirth,

Trumpet and harp proclaim your King :
Roar, ocean, to thy lowest deep;

Shout, earth, and all therein that dwell; Floods, clap your hands as on you sweep;

Mountains, the choral anthem swell.
3 Let heaven, and earth, and sea, combine,

Jehovah's holy name to bless;
Creation owns his power divine,

The universe his righteousness;
He comes in judgment to display

Resistless right, and boundless grace ;
The world with equity to sway,

And blessings shed o’er all our race.

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Preserving Grace.
1 TO God, the only wise,

Our Savior and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies

Their humble praises bring.

snare.

2 'Tis his almighty love,

His counsel and his care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And

every hurtful
3 He will present our souls,

Unblemished and complete,
Before the glory of his face,

With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed

Shall meet around the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of his grace,

And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer God

Wisdom and power belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,

And everlasting songs.

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WATTS. Praise to God from all Creatures. 1 THE glories of my Maker, God,

My joyful voice shall sing,
And call the nations to adore

Their Former and their King. 2 'Twas his right hand that shaped our clay,

And wrought this human frame;
But from his own immediate breath

Our nobler spirits came.
3 We bring our mortal powers to God,

And worship with our tongues ;
We claim some kindred with the skies,

And join the angelic songs

4 Ye planets, to his honor shine,

And wheels of nature, roll ;
Praise him in your unwearied course

Around the steady pole.
5 The brightness of our Maker's name

The wide creation fills,
And his unbounded grandeur flies

Beyond the heavenly hills.

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Sincere Praise.

1 ALMIGHTY Maker, God !

How wondrous is thy name !
Thy glories how diffused abroad

Through the creation's frame! 2 Nature, in every dress,

Her humble homage pays,
And finds a thousand ways to express

Thine undissembled praise. 3 In native white and red

The rose and lily stand,
And, free from pride, their beauties spread,

To show thy skilful hand. 4 The lark mounts up the sky

With unambitious song,
And bears her Maker's praise on high

Upon her artless tongue.
5 My soul would rise and sing

To her Creator too;
Fain would my tongue adore my King,

And pay the worship due.

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