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4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease,
And gives my laboring conscience peace ;
Raises my grateful passions high,

And points to mansions in the sky mf 5 For love like this, oh let my song,

Through endless years, thy praise prolong ;
Let distant climes thy name adore,
Till time and nature are no more.



L. M. Lowell. Springfield. Dunstan. 11 Existence of God manifest from his Works.

THERE is a God-all nature speaks,

Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies; See, from the clouds his glory breaks,

When earliest beams of morning rise.
2 The rising sun, serenely bright,

Throughout the world's extended frame,
Inscribes, in characters of light,

His mighty Maker's glorious name. mp 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abrcad,

And trace creation's wonders o'er,

Confess the footsteps of your God ;р Bow down before him-and adore.

C. M.

London. Burford.
Eternity of God.
GREAT God! how infinite art thou !

What worthless worms are we!
Let all the race of creatures bow,

And pay their praise to thee.
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,

Ere seas or stars were made:
Thou art the ever-living God,

Were all the nations dead.
3 Eternity, with all its years,

Stands present in thy view:

To thee there's nothing old appears ; P

Great God! there's nothing new.
4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,

And vexed with trifling cares;
While thine eternal thought moves on
Thine undisturbed affairs.

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P 5 Great God! how infinite art thou!

What worthless worms are we!
Let all the race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.

C. M. Greenfield. Berwick 13

God the Creator.
ETERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise,

Thee all thy creatures sing;
While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas,

And heaven's high palace ring.
2 Thy hand-how wide it spread the sky!

How glorious to behold!
Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye,

And starred with sparkling gold.
3 Thy glories blaze all nature round,

And strike the gazing sight,
Through skies, and seas, and solid ground,

With terror and delight.
4 Almighty power, and equal skill
Shine through the worlds abroad

Our souls with vast amazement fill,

And speak the builder-God.
5 But still, the wonders of thy grace

Our warmer passions move;
Here we behoid our Saviour's face,

And we adore his love. 14

C. M.

London, Bedford.
GREAT First of Beings! mighty Lord

Of all this wondrous frame !
Produced by thy creating word,

The world from nothing came.
2 Thy voice sent forth the high command-

'Twas instantly obeyed;
And through thy goodness all things stand,

Which by thy power were made.
3 Lord! for thy glory shine the whole;

They all reflect thy light:
For this in course the planets roll,

And day succeeds the night.
4 For this the earth its produce yields,

For this the waters flow;
And blooming plants adorn the fields,

And trees aspiring grow.

5 Inspired with praise, our minds pursus

This wise and noble end,
That all we think, and all we do,

Shall to thy glory tend. 15

C. M.

St. Martin's.
THE God of nature and of grace,

In all his works appears ;
His goodness through the earth we trace,

His grandeur in the spheres.
2 How excellent, O Lord, thy name,

In all creation's lines !
Spread through eternity, thy fame

With rising lustre shines.,
3 Millions before thy presence stand,

Who feel, while they adore,
Fulness of joy, at thy right hand,

And pleasures evermore. 16

L. M. Effingham. Rothwell.
NATURE, with all her powers, shall sing
Her great Creator and her King:
Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas
Deny the tribute of their praise.
2 Ye seraphs, who sit near his throne,
Begin to make his glories known,
Tune high your harps, and spread the sound
Throughout creation's utmost bound.
3 Oh! may our ardent zeal employ
Our loftiest thoughts, and loudest songs ;
Let there be sung, with warmest joy,

Hosanna—from ten thousand tongues. mp 4 Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame

Attempts in vain to reach thy name;
The highest notes that angels raise,
Fall far below thy glorious praise.

L. M. Old Hundred. Haguo. 107

God self-existent and immutable.
ALL-POWERFUL, self-existent God,

Who all creation dost sustain !
Thou wast, and art, and art to come,

And everlasting is thy reign.


2 Fixed and eternal as thy days,

Each glorious attribute divine,
Through ages infinite, shall still

With undirninished lustre shine.
3 Fountain of being! Source of good!

Immutable dost thou remain;
Nor can the shadow of a change

Obscure the glories of thy reign.
4 Earth may with all her powers dissolve,

If such the great Creator's will:
But thou forever art the same;
I AM" is thy memorial still.
C. M.

Spencer. 18

God almighty and omnipresent.
GREAT God, thy penetrating eye

Pervades my in most powers:
With awe profound my wondering soul

Falls prostrate, and adores.
2 To be encompassed round with God,

The holy and the just;
mf Armed with omnipotence to save,

Or crumble me to dust-
3 Oh, how tremendous is the thought!

Deep may it be impressed !
And may thy Spirit firmly grave

This truth withir my breast !
4 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul
And thou wilt hind th’immortal crown

Of glory on my head. 19

C. M.

Spencer. St. Austin's.
WHERE’ER, through all his works, we send

Our roving eyes abroad,
The various objects all conspire

To lead our souls to God ;-
2 That God, whose word all nature formed,

Whose eye all nature sees;
Whose hand all nature rules, sustains,

Or crushes, as he please ;
3 Before whose high and dazzling throne

Myriads of angels bow;
Whose smile is everlasting bliss-

Whose frown is endless wo


4 Low at his feet, then, O my soul,

In prostrate homage fall; < Make him thy fear, thy love, thy trust, mf Thy joy, thy God, thy all.

C. M. Patmos. Rochester, 20

God searching the Heart.
GOD is a spirit, just and wise j

He sees our inmost mind;
In vain to heaven we raise our cries,

And leave our hearts behind.
2 Nothing but truth before his throne

With honor can appear;
The painted hypocrites are known

Through the disguise they wear.
3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies;

Their bending knees the ground;
But God abhors the sacrifice,

Where not the heart is found. mp 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways,

And make my soul sincere;
Then shall I stand before thy face,

And find acceptance there.

L. M. Pomfret. Hingham 21

Wisdom and Knowledge of God.
AWAKE, my tongue-thy tribute bring
To him who gave thee power to sing ;
Praise him, who is all praise above,
The source of wisdom and of love.
2 How vast his knowledge! how profound !
A depth where all our thoughts are drowned!
The stars he numbers-and their names
He gives to all those heavenly flames.
3 Through each bright world above, behold
Ten thousand thousand charms unfold:
Earth, air, and mighty seas combine,
To speak his wisdom all divine.
4 But in redemption-oh what grace !
Its wonderz-oh what thought can trace!
Here wisdom shines forever bright-
Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.

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