GOD. Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder--GOD. Our softer passions move; 1 GREAT God! how infinite art thou ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 3 Eternity, with all its years, To thee there's nothing old appears.- 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. 5 Great God! how infinite art thou ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, Touch every tuneful string, And sonnd his name abroad: And swell the grand immortal song. Your joyful voices raise; Let your hosannas joyful rise, His praises to recite, And speak his power divine : Re-echo with the sacred tale. Touch every tuneful string, And spread his praise abroad: 1 COME, O my soul! in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise; What mortal verse can reach the theme! He glory, like a garment, wears; Ten thousand suns around him shine. Omnipotence with wisdom shines; Bear the great impress of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul! his glories sing; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds repeat the song. 1 PRAISE to God !-immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous source of every joy! Let thy praise our tongues employ. 2 All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling lands ) GOD, Whence our sweetest comforts flow; Claim my cheerful songs of praise. Grateful, never-ending praise ; Thy glories, how diffused abroad, Through all creation's frame! Her humble homage pays; Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the homage due. And oft to God my soul ascend, In grateful songs of praise. Ye creatures of his hand ! Your highest notes of praise: And loud rejoice. And all their various powers Assist th' exalted theme: Let nature raise, From every tongue, A general song And every thankful heart With warm devotion glow: Above the rest ; Ye highly blest! My heart, my voice inspire; 1 YE humble souls ! approach your God With songs of sacred praise;. 2 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move; The wonders of his love. To ransom rebel-worms; In its diviner forms. 'Tis here our hope relies ;- When storms of trouble rise. The souls that trust in thee; 0 1 6 Great God! to thine almighty love, What honors shall we raise ? Cap render equal praise. C. M. The glory of God in Creation. In all his works appears; His grandeur in the spheres. 2 Behold this fair and fertile globe, 'T was he who girded, like a robe, The ocean round the land. 3 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye; His glory, boundless as the sky, O'erwhelms the wondering view. 4 How excellent, O Lord! thy name, Spread through eternity, thy fame With rising lustre shines. 5 These lower works that swell thy praise, High as our thoughts can tower, 6 Millions before thy presence stand, Fulness of joy, at thy right hand, And pleasures evermore. 1 THY mercy, my God! is the theme of my song, The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue; |