3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flowery beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smile on every vale.
4 But in thy gospel see it shine With grace and glories more divine, Proclaiming sins forgiven;
There Faith, bright cherub, points the way To realms of everlasting day,
5 Then let the love that makes me blest, With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude;
And all my thoughts and passions tend To thee, my Father and my Friend, My soul's eternal good.
6 Dart from thine own celestial flame One vivid beam, to warm my frame With kindred energy;
Mark thine own image on my mind, And teach me to be good and kind, And love and bless like thee.
L.M.-Thankfulness for being made meet for the heavenly Inheritance. Col. i. 12.
1 ALL-GLORIOUS God! what hymns of praise Shall our transported voices raise! What flaming love and zeal are due, While heaven stands open to our view! 2 Once we were fallen, and O how low! Just on the brink of endless wo, Doom'd to a heritage in hell,
Where sinners all in darkness dwell.
3 But lo, a ray of cheerful light Scatters the horrid shades of night! Lo! what triumphant grace is shewn To souls impoverish'd and undone. 4 Far, far beyond these mortal shores, A bright inheritance is ours;
Where saints in light our coming wait, To share their holy, blissful state.
5 If ready drest for heaven we shine, Thine are the robes, the crown is thine; May endless years their course prolong, While Thine the praise," is all our song.
P.M.-Praise and Supplication.
1 To Thee, my God, and Saviour, My soul exulting springs; Rejoicing in thy favour, Almighty King of kings. I'll celebrate thy glory, With all the saints above; And tell the pleasing story Of thy redeeming love.
2 Soon as the morn with roses Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun reposes Upon the ocean's breast, My voice in supplication Well pleased thou shalt hear; Oh grant me thy salvation, And to my soul draw near.
3 By Thee through life supported, I'll pass the dangerous road, By heavenly hosts escorted Up to their bright abode;
There cast my crown before thee, When all my woes are o'er; And day and night adore thee- What can an angel more.
P.M.-Universal Praise. Ps. cl. 6.
BREATHE in praise of your Creator, Every soul his honours raise; Magnify the Lord of nature, Magnify the God of grace. Hallelujah!
Fill the universe with praise.
1 MY God! my King! to thee I'll raise My voice and all my powers; Unwearied songs of sacred praise Shall fill the circling hours.
2 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue, While suns shall set and rise, And tune my everlasting song When all creation dies.
L.M.-God exalted above all Praise.
1 ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God; Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds: 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings; And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too! From sin and dust, to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High.
4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, And worms have learnt to lisp thy name; But, O, the glories of thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind! 5 God is in heaven, and men below; Be short our tunes; our words be few! A sacred reverence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues.
P.M.-Praise to our Creator and Ruler. Ps. c.
1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, O serve Him with gladness and fear; Exult in his presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near.
2 For Jehovah is God,-and Jehovah alone, Creator and ruler o'er all;
And we are his people, his sceptre we own; His sheep, and we follow his call.
3 O enter his gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vows in his temple proclaim;
His praise with melodious accordance prolong, And bless his adorable name.
4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, And we are the work of his hand; His mercy and truth from eternity stood, And shall to eternity stand.
P.M.--Praise to God for his Goodness, Mercy, and Truth. Ps. cxlvi.
1 MY soul, inspir'd with sacred love, The Lord thy God delight to praise; His gifts I will for him improve, To him devote my happy days; To him my thanks and praises give, And only for his glory live.
2 Long as my God shall lend me breath, My every pulse shall beat for him; And when my voice is lost in death, My spirit shall resume the theme; The gracious theme, for ever new, Through all eternity pursue. 3 Soon as the breath of man expires, Again he to his earth shall turn; Where then are all his vain desires, His love and hate, esteem and scorn? All, all at that last gasp are o'er, He falls to rise on earth no more.
4 He, then, is blest, and only he,
Whose hope is in the Lord his God; Who can to Him for succour flee,
That spread the earth and heaven abroad; That still the universe sustains, And Lord of his creation reigns. 5 True to his everlasting word,
He loves the injur'd to redress; Poor helpless souls the bounteous Lord Relieves, and fills with plenteousness: He sets the mournful prisoners free, And bids the blind their Saviour see. 6 The Lord thy God, O Zion, reigns, Supreme in mercy as in power, The endless theme of heavenly strains, When time and death shall be no more: And all eternity shall prove
Too short to utter all his love.
P.M.-Praise for the Blessings of Creation and Providence.
1 HAPPY man whom God doth aid, God our souls and bodies made; God on us, in gracious showers, Blessings every moment pours;
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