Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory sing. 2 The Lord is God! 'tis he alone

Doth life, and breath, and being give;
We are his work and not our own,

The sheep which on his pastures live.
3 Enter his gates with songs of joy ;
With praises to his courts repair;
And make it your divine employ

To pay your thankful honors there.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure,
And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.

15. 8s 7s & 4s.

Thanks for Divine Mercy.

1 KIND Dispenser of each blessing
Which surrounds the human race,
May we, gratefully possessing,
Still adore thy boundless grace.
Halleluiah!

Praise to God, immortal praise.
2 Thus, with humble adoration,
We attend before thy throne,
And with grateful exultation,
Thine abundant mercy own.
Halleluiah!

Praise belongs to thee alone. 3 In thine every dispensation Love and mercy we descry;

Watts.

Thou, the God of our salvation,
To preserve us still art nigh.
Halleluiah!

Glory be to God on high!

16. S. M.

Praise.

Exeter Coll.

1 O, BLESS the Lord, my soul !
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name
Whose favors are divine.

2 O, bless the Lord; my soul;
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins;
"Tis he relieves thy pain;
"Tis he who heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.

4 He crowns thy life with love,
He ransoms from the grave;
He, who redeems thy soul from death,
Hath sovereign power to save.

5 He fills the poor with good;

He gives the sufferers rest;

The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for the oppressed.

Watts.

17. 61. L. M.

Praise.

1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely
On Israel's God, who made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train; His truth forever stands secure,

He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.

3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind,
The Lord supports the sinking mind,
And gives the troubled conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release.

18. 8s & 7s.

Universal Praise.

Watts.

1 PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore him!
Praise him, angels, in the height;
Sun and moon, rejoice before him ;
Praise him, all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken;
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never can be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.

3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious;
Never shall his promise fail;
God hath made his saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.

4 Praise the God of our salvation;

Hosts on high his power proclaim; Heaven and earth, and all creation, Praise and magnify his name.

19. L. M.

God above all Praise.

Dublin Coll.

1 ETERNAL Power! whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God! Exalted far above the bounds

Where stars revolve their little rounds;

2 Thy throne is in the dazzling blaze
Where angels tremble as they gaze;
And through the heaven, thy praise is sung
By the rapt seraph's burning tongue.

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too;
Lo! from the dust to thee we cry,
The great, the holy, and the high.

4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame,
And children learned to lisp thy name;
But the full glories of thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.

20. C. M.

Te Deum.

1 O GOD! we praise thee, and confess That thou the only Lord,

Watts.

And everlasting Father art,
By all the earth adored.

2 To thee all angels cry aloud;
To thee, the powers on high,
Both cherubim and seraphim,
Continually do cry,

3 O holy, holy, holy Lord,
Whom heavenly hosts obey,
The world is with the glory filled
Of thy majestic sway.

4 The apostles' glorious company,
And prophets crowned with light,
With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.

5 The holy church throughout the world,
O Lord, confesses thee

The eternal God, who was, and is,
And evermore shall be.

1 BLESS, O my soul, the living God! Call home thy thoughts that roam abroad; Let all the powers within me join

In work and worship so divine.

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace!
His favors claim thy highest praise;
Let not the wonders he has wrought
Be lost in silence and forgot.

3 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains which nature feels;