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A thousand starry beauties-there,

A thousand radiant marks appear,

Of boundless power and skill divine.
From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light,
Lectures of heavenly wisdom read;
With silent eloquence they raise
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise,
And neither sound nor language need.
Yet their divine instructions run
Far as the journeys of the sun,
And every nation knows their voice:
The sun, in robes of splendor drest,
Breaks from the chambers of the east,
Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice.
Whanalar he spreads his beams abroad.

Thy precepts guide our doubtful way;
Thy fear forbids our steps to stray;
Thy promise leads the heart to rest.
Thy law monition kind supplies,
And warns us where our danger lies;
While gospel-truth and grace divine
Inspire the heart with filial love,
Exalt and fix our hopes above,
And make the willing spirit thine.
Forth from the precepts of thy law,
What perfect rules of life we draw!
Be these our study and delight;
May every deed, and word, and thought
To truth and duty's standard brought,
Become well-pleasing in thy sight.

O may thy word those faults reveal

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lies; vine

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thought, Ought, ht.

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Conceal,

The hills and dales lift up their voice;
Earth calls aloud, rejoice, rejoice,
In love the Lord Almighty reigns;
In him creation stands secure ;
The hills and mountains still endure,
And flowers adorn the humble plain.

The dashing waves as round they roll,
From arctic to antarctic pole,
In foaming surges lift their voice;
They circling round the earth proclaim,
That Love is His eternal name,
And call aloud, rejoice, rejoice.

Day calls to day, and night to night,
And darkness calls aloud to light,-
Light calls to all the orbs above;
They circling round, aloud declare,
To all th' inhabitants of air,
That God's eternal name is Love.

Shall man be mute? nay, join the song;
Exulting sing-the strain prolong,
Nor ever let it have an end;
While time endures, will we proclaim,
That Love is his eternal name,
And he the Universal Friend.

To thee my heart, eternal King,
Would now its thankful tribute bring;
To thee its humble homage raise,
In songs of ardent, grateful praise.
All nature shows thy boundless love,
In worlds below, and worlds above;
But in thy sacred word I trace
The richest glories of thy grace.
There Jesus bids our sorrows cease,
And gives the troubled conscience peace;
Exalts our grateful feelings high,
And points to mansions in the sky.
For grace like this, O may our song
Thro' endless years thy praise prolong,
And distant climes thy name adore,
Till time and nature are no more!

HYMN 145.

O for a sweet, inspiring ray,
To animate our feeble strains,
From that high realm of endless day,
Where Christ our lov'd Redeemer reigns.
There, low before his glorious throne,
Adoring saints and angels fall;
And with delightful transport own
That he alone is Lord of all.

There, all the ransomed of the Lamb
Shall join at last the heavenly choir
O may the joy-inspiring theme,

When earth and seas and light and air, Awaken every pure desire !

No more this sacred truth declare,
In joyous strains we'll sing above

Deex

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Awake ye saints, and raise your eyes,
And lift your voices high!
Awake, and praise the wondrous love
That shows salvation nigh.
Swift on the wings of time it flies,

Each moment brings it near;
Then gladly view each closing day,
And each revolving year.

Not many years their round shall run,
Not many mornings rise,
Ere all its glories are revealed
To our admiring eyes.

Again the Lord of life and light
Awakes the kindling ray,
Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
And pours increasing day.

O what a night was that, which wrapt
The heathen world in gloom!
O what a sun which broke, this day,
Triumphant from the tomb!

This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.
teful lins still join

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