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[PSALMS IN PECULIAR METERS.]
487. Supplication for pardon, through Christ.
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Lord! from thee we long have stray'd,To return, vouchsafe thine aid;
Fain would we contrition feel,
Heavenly Father, look, and heal!
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Mercy grant, and grace bestow,While we sojourn here below;
May we to thy fold belong,
We are weak, but thou art strong.
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Death is hastening toward us fast,And this day may prove our last;
'Till to righteousness we wake,
Spare us for thy mercy's sake.
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None but thou our souls can save,None can praise thee in the grave;
Let us then renewed be,
Die to sin, and live to thee.
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Ere our work on earth be done,Let us fly to Christ, thy Son;
And, beyond this world of pain,
See his face, and with him reign.
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488. The Righteous alone secure.
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Lord! in thee is all our trust,Fountain, whence our mercies flow!
May we ever, with the just,
Dwell above, and live below.
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When our foes their shafts prepare,And in secret aim the dart;
Screen us from their fatal snare,
Thou, O God! our refuge art.
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Thou, from thine eternal throne,Governest the sons of men;
Help must come from thee alone,
Through our three score years and ten.
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All the righteous, thou dost love,Who, to thee, for pardon cry:
Nothing shall their footsteps move,
Who on heavenly aid rely?
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But thy foes will ruin see!On the wicked thou wilt rain
Fire, and wrath, and agony,
Vengeance, and thy fierce disdain.
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Sinners! tremble at your way!Lest the Lord in wrath should chide!
Seek your Saviour while you may,
And his anger turn aside.
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489. Falsehood and Vanity reproved.
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Stretch out thy mighty arm,O God! thy power display;
Thy raging foes disarm,
And let them own thy sway:
The nations round from thee depart,
With flattering lip, but faithless heart.
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Thou, Lord! dost flatterers hate,With all who deal in lies;
The heart, with pride elate,
Is noticed by thine eyes;
O keep us humble, make us free
From falsehood, and from vanity.
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Thy statutes, Lord! are pure,And upright hearts delight:
Thy judgments shall endure,
For they are just and right.
Our souls, from every bondage free,
And let us cleave to Christ and Thee!
490. “I shall be satisfied when I awake with thy likeness.”
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I would not always dwellWith sorrow, sin, and woe;
Nor yet my birth-right sell
For vanities below:
I shall be satisfied alone,
When I appear before thy throne.
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My spirit pants and sighsTo run a nobler race:
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To reach my native place;
My Father's house, to part no more,
And, with the saints, the Lamb adore!
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Here imperfection reigns;I feel the load within;
How hard to rend the chains
Of Satan, and of sin:
My holiest days the cause supply
To smite the breast, and heave the sigh!
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I long, O Lord! to seeThy face in righteousness!
To be from frailty free,
Clothed in a perfect dress!
Accepted for my Saviour's sake,
And in his likeness to awake!
491. “The Angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them.”
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They that fear the Lord on highFind a helper ever nigh!
God supports them with his hand;
Watchful angels near them stand!
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While to heaven our feet are bound,Evil spirits hover round;
Enemies, by night and day,
Strive to make our souls their prey!
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With such foes, so strong and bold,How can we the conflict hold?
Lord! do thou our heads defend!
Give us strength, and succour send!
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All our enemies confound!Let thy angels still surround!
Prone to fall, our refuge be!
May our faith be strong in thee!
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O, our Omnipresent Friend!Guide us, guard us, to the end!
And, at death, for Jesus' sake,
To thyself our spirits take!
492. Pilgrims encouraged to trust in God.
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Weary pilgrim! dry thy tear!Thou art bound to endless day!
Thou shalt find thy Father near
To conduct thee on thy way!
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Let us hear the psaltery's voice,With the timbrel in our hand;
Wherefore should we not rejoice
As we march to Canaan's land?
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Gently tune the psalm around;Let the harp inspire our breast;
Blow the trumpet! let it sound
From north to south, from east to west!
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Let the sinner hang his head,And in sullen darkness lie!
Mists and shadows round him spread
While he views a frowning sky!
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But, let all the sons of day,Who their great Redeemer love,
Gladness in their face display,
For their Father dwells above!
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Sing aloud to God our strength;To a better world we go!
Let us not bewail the length
Of our pilgrimage below!
493. “Wilt thou not revive us?”
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The spring of consolation fails;A coldness in our heart prevails,
The evening time is near;
The joys, which once we felt, subside,
And if we swim, we only glide,
Borne, passive, on the moving tide,
And love is lost in fear.
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But though we faint, we cannot yield;The soldier must not quit the field,
Nor slumber in the fight;
Although we droop, or little grow,
Whither, for succour, can we go?
God only can new life bestow,
And turn, to day, our night.
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Father of mercies! grace supply!To thee, with all our wants, we fly!
May we from dreams awake!
The heart, renew'd within, create!
Still, on our Saviour, may we wait,
Look earnest on to Zion's gate,
And Christ, our refuge make!
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494. “The Lord reigneth, let the Earth rejoice.”
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When wars and strifes appear,—The Temple, men, prophane;
This thought should calm, and cheer,
Omnipotence doth reign!
The Lord upon the whirlwind rides,
And he the wheels of nature guides.
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Though foes may raise their voice,Yet, God their power restrains;
Then let the earth rejoice,
The Lord of Glory reigns!
The storm that sweeps, the sun that shines,
Alike completes his vast designs.
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Let faith, by night and day,Our sinking hearts sustain;
Our God all worlds obey,
The Lord alone doth reign!
He makes the wrath of man fulfil
The secret purpose of his will.
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If God doth ever reign,Alike o'er friend and foe,
Why should our hearts complain
Of any want below?
The God that rules both earth and sky,
Will every needful good supply.
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O, for a child-like mindTo ask, and humbly wait!
I hence would be resign'd,
And learn, in every state,
To cast my burthen on the Lord,
And trust his promise, prize his word.
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495. The Wicked and the Just noticed of God.
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The Lord, in heaven's effulgent light,Hears seraphim proclaim his praise;
Before him fly the clouds of night,
And all is naked to his gaze:
Whatever earth, or heaven, unfolds,
His power supports, his eye beholds.
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He sees the righteous man pursueLife's rugged road, with tranquil joy;
His eye surveys the wicked too,
And he will soon their hopes destroy:
The world its gifts may on them shower,
But their's the triumph of an hour.
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Ere long, and all their dreams will end;Portentous clouds their sky o'ercast;
Fain would they death's advance suspend,
But the dread conflict hastens fast:
And what shall breathe the solace sweet,
When hope provides no last retreat!
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The world in false attire is dress'd,Delusive, leading men astray:
The vilest things appear the best
To those who will not heaven obey:
But, at the hour of death, we view
Things in their form, and colour, true.
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O Lord! before it be too late;Before our fleeting life shall end;
May we, with faith and patience, wait
On thee, our Father, and our Friend;
May we to Christ, our refuge, flee,
And, more than ever, live to thee!
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496. God's dealings described and extolled.
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Give thanks unto the Lord, ye nations round,From whom alone your countless blessings flow;
His goodness is a sea that knows no bound,
His reign is vast, beyond what man can know;
Let all who love the Lord declare his might,
And walk in awe of him, whose power is infinite.
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When the whole world from him had gone astray,And clouds and darkness veil'd the human mind;
When each had found his own polluted way,
And every ear was deaf, and eye was blind;
Though sunk in sin, the Lord our fathers sought,
And, to defend from harm, wonders unnumber'd wrought.
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When Israel's hope upon the patriarch's headRested alone, beneath the spacious skies;
God, with that voice which wakes the sleeping dead,
From faithful Abraham, bade our tribes arise;
Progenitor of prophets, priests, and kings,
Appointed such by him, who rules all mortal things.
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Though Joseph, by his cruel brethren sold,Was sent to slavery in a foreign land,
He fear'd the Lord his fathers fear'd of old,
And he was rais'd, by God's mysterious hand,
To save, from famine and disastrous days,
The race, ordain'd of heaven, to teach the world to praise.
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And when, in after years, 'mid sore distress,Israel implored the Lord, with purpose true;
He brought them safely through the wilderness,
And, in deep waters, Pharoah's host o'erthrew;
He guided, though unseen, their doubtful feet,
Water he gave to drink, he gave them bread to eat.
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They wander'd in a solitary way,And sigh'd again for Egypt's vain repose;
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On every hand they fear'd o'erwhelming foes;
Remembering not that he, who brought them there,
Could guard from every dart, and screen from every snare.
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And when they saw not heaven's presiding hand,And murmur'd at the way in which they went,
Hunger and thirst, a fierce devouring band,
To scourge them, for their many crimes, were sent;
But when, once more, they sought the Lord supreme,
Again he gave them food, he sent the grateful stream.
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O that the sons of men, with one accord,Who every hour his benefits partake,
Would shun their evil ways, and serve the Lord,
And his most holy name their refuge make;
Jehovah then once more would show his face,
And on their hearts confer his pure and heavenly grace.
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He satisfies the souls that would arise,And on the Lord with meek submission wait;
Who would forsake the earth's low vanities,
And live like those who seek a better state;
He on such souls will every good bestow,
And grant their spirits peace, while wandering here below.
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You, who in darkness sit, and look around,To see the light of day, yet look in vain;
Who in the gloomy shades of death are found,
And bend beneath affliction's heavy chain;
Still, undismay'd, direct to heaven your eye!
And know that all is sent to cleanse and purify!
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Because our sires rebell'd against their God,And dared despise the laws which he ordain'd;
Because they in the paths forbidden trod,
And impious war against the Lord maintain'd,
He left them to contend with toil and care,
And there was none to help; wretched and poor they were.
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Then, to their fathers' God again they cried;From morn to night their mournful sighs arose;
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He had compassion on their many woes;
He fill'd with joy their eyes, and rais'd their hands;
He cheer'd their sinking hearts; he brake their iron bands.
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The sons of darkness, who would fain destroyThe hope of Israel, in one fatal hour,
In vain attempt our footsteps to annoy;
They all are bound by God's almighty power;
Iron, and brazen gates, he breaks in twain;
He foils their dark designs; he makes their counsels vain.
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Sinners, unceasing, bear Jehovah's frowns;Afflictions follow them wheree'er they go;
Iniquity each nobler prospect drowns,
And they are toss'd with care, and bent with woe;
They never look beyond this lower earth;
They never cast an eye at their celestial birth.
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They live as though this life would ever last,And flowers, unwithering, crown their lofty head;
Rather than like the men who hasten fast
To the cold regions of the silent dead;
Who here are for a stormy moment thrown,
And then are borne away, to scenes and worlds unknown.
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But when they own the error of their way,And, earnest, to the Lord, for mercy cry;
Though they from youth to age have gone astray,
And loved, and follow'd, only vanity;
He will not turn aside when they complain;
He never heard the cry of penitence in vain.
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O, who can tell, how merciful and great,The Lord, who form'd at first, and guards us still;
Who stoops to view us in our low estate,
And gently strives to change our wayward will;
O, that his praise might all their hearts engage
Who bound with sportive youth, or creep with tottering age.
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The ven'trous men who cross the ocean wide;Who o'er the waste of waters sail alone;
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Nor sound, but of the winds that round them moan;
These, in the mighty deep, behold his hand,
Who made both heaven and earth, who rules both sea and land.
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For he commands, and forth the stormy wind,Arising, sweeps the mountain-moving wave;
They cast their eyes before, they look behind,
But all around the foam-tipp'd billows rave;
And now, to heaven upborn, they labouring breathe;
Now to the depths they sink, gazing on death beneath.
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Then, to the Lord, th' imploring look they cast,While waves o'er waves in deafening conflict roll;
When, with a word, he stills the raging blast,
And calms th' impetuous surges of their soul;
He speaks, and, lo! the tempest takes its flight,
And all again is calm, calm as the stars of night.
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O that the men who hourly thus surveyThe goodness and the power of God, most high!
Would walk through life, like children of the day,
Whose chief concern is, to prepare to die;
Striving to please that God, while here below,
Whose smile is endless joy; whose frown, eternal woe.
497. God seen in Nature, but most in Grace
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Wheree'er thy people raise,O Lord! the song to thee,
Will I Jehovah praise,
And bend the suppliant knee;
Thy choicest smiles wilt thou display,
Where men unite to praise and pray.
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Thou didst the earth create,With endless wonders fraught!
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Beyond our highest thought:
And those, whose hearts are tuned aright,
Will in thy works, O Lord! delight.
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If, since the world began,Each form thy power displays,
Why should unthankful man,
Withhold the voice of praise?
Why view thy greatness, and thy love;
Nor lift his views to heaven above?
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We, all, in nature's face,Behold the hand divine;
Yet, in redeeming grace,
Thou dost more glorious shine:
Thy power doth there our thought transcend,
But here we see th' Almighty Friend!
498. God entitled to Praise.
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Ye servants of the Lord,Exalt your Maker's name;
Let all, with one accord,
His matchless power proclaim:
May we pursue the narrow way,
And, with the heart, our God obey!
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Let all who with delightBehold the sun appear,
Or when he sets in night,
The Lord, Jehovah, fear;
For great his might, and he is high,
Above the world, above the sky.
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While heaven and earth endure,Praise him in anthems loud;
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He putteth down the proud:
Himself he humbleth to survey
The bright adoring sons of day.
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O, come and spread abroad,To all the nations round,
The greatness of our God,
With strength and glory crown'd:
Praise Him, the source of light and love,
Responsive to the saints above!
499. The Head Stone of the Corner
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We, thy path, O Lord! would mark,And adore thee, while we gaze!
But, inscrutable and dark
Are alike thy works, and ways!
In the trackless waters, wide,
Thou dost all thy footsteps hide!
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Though the builders, in their pride,Would thy sovereign choice disown;
Though they sought to cast aside
Thy elect and precious stone;
In thy temple, vast and grand,
This, the Corner-Stone, shall stand!
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Steadfast, as the throne on high,Shall that building still be found!
There may we hosannahs cry,
And by Christ himself be crown'd!
Never more to leave the place
Where the Lord reveals his face!
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Blessed Saviour! thy commandsWe will make our guide alone;
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Thou shalt be the Corner-Stone!
While the ransom'd throng, — to thee
Grace ascribe, and victory!
500. “I have seen an end of all Perfection.”
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O perfection! mid our dreams,Thou in spotless robe dost shine;
Round thy brow the moon's pale beams
Form a lambent crown divine,
But thy varied colours gay,
With the morning fly away!
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Often, men, with aspect meek,Who some trials nobly bore,
Seem to promise what we seek,
But, the closer we explore,
We perceive, with traces clear,
That perfection dwells not here.
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We, the hallow'd form who love,And invoke her oft in vain,
(Spirit of the bless'd above!)
In our hearts to live and reign,
Find, alas! though call we may,
She will not the voice obey!
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Proving, as we do, too well,That through us the poison flows;
Charity must in us dwell,
Sweetest plant in heaven that blows!
When we feel our spirits bound,
We must pity slaves around.
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But, though we the mark surveyStill receding from our eyes;
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Pressing forward to the prize:
With a heart that will not bend,
Striving, praying, to the end.
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They who love perfection here,Shall, ere long, perfection find;
We shall soon, without a tear,
Frailty's garment leave behind,
And, with ecstacies unknown,
Perfect stand before the throne!
502. The Eyes of all wait upon Thee.
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Bounteous Father! all creationRaise to thee the suppliant eye:
Every people, tongue, and nation,
On thy liberal hand rely.
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Birds, that wheel in rapid motion;Insects, countless, without end;
Beast of field, and fish of ocean,
Look to thee, their common friend!
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Thou hast riches, undiminish'd,Though thine aid all worlds implore;
Ever varied, still replenish'd,
From thine own exhaustless store!
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On thy gifts have we been feeding,From our birth, in rich supplies;
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In the Saviour's advent lies!
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Finite blessings claim our praises,(Shown to creatures who rebel!)
But our heavenly prospect raises
Thanks too vast for tongue to tell!
503. Animate and inanimate things required to praise God.
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Thou glorious orb of light!Shout thy Creator's praise!
Ye starry hosts of night,
Your songs of triumph raise!
The Lord doth power supreme maintain,
And still, through endless years, shall reign.
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Ye waters of the deep,That lift your heads on high;
Ye stormy winds that sweep,
Impetuous, through the sky;
Praise him who form'd you with a word!
Of all that is, the sovereign Lord!
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The raging wave he stills;The tumults of the air!
Ye everlasting hills,
Jehovah's might declare!
For great and glorious are his ways,
And he demands our noblest praise!
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Let those who empires sway,His praises ever sing;
Let young and old obey
The Great, th' Eternal King!
Our God the angelic choir sustains,
And he the hosts of darkness chains.
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Ye ministers of light,Who hear your Maker's voice;
Ye angels, pure, and bright,
In God alone rejoice:
His word your happiness secures,
While power prevails, and heaven endures!
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Ye saints, who Zion love,Bid every care be gone;
To nobler worlds above
You all are hastening on:
A bright and everlasting day
Will soon your earthly toils repay.
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