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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