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3. Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale;
Repeats the story of her birth :
And all the planets in their turn,
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5. What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
Amidst their radiant orbs be found? 6. In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice.
HYMN 62. L. M.
Through earth, and air, and seas, and skies. See, from the clouds his glory breaks,
When the first beams of morning rise. 2. The rising sun , serenely bright,
O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes in characters of light
His mighty Maker's glorious name. 3. Diffusing life his influence spreads,
And health and plenty smile around ; And fruitful fields, and verdant meads,
Are with a thousand blessings crown'd. 4. Almighty Goodness, Pow'r divine,
The fields and verdant meads display ; And bless the hand, which made them shine
With various charms profusely gay. 5. For man and beast, here daily focd
In wide diffusive plenty grows; And there for drink, the crystal flood
In streams sweet winding gently flows. 6. By cooling streams and soft'ning show'rs,
The vegetable race are fed;
And trees, and plants, and herbs, and flow’rs, Their Maker's bounty siniling spread.
HYMN 63. c. M. 1. HAIL, great Creator, wise and good !
To thee our songs we raise. Nature, thro' all her various scenes,
Invites us to thy praise. 2. At morning, noon, and ev’ning mild,
Fresh wonders strike our view; And while we gaze, our hearts exult,
With transports ever new. 3. Thy glory beams in ev'ry star,
Which gilds the gloom of night ; And decks the smiling face of morn
With rays of cheerful light.
With countless beauties shine ;
Proclaim thy pow'r divine. 5. Great nature's God! still may these scenes
Our serious hours engage !
Thy works' instructive page!
Thy varied love we see ;
HYMN 64. C. M.
Who bade the mountains rise,
And built the lofty skies,
The sun to rule the day;
And all the stars obey.
Who fills the earth with food;
Who form'd his creatures by a word,
And then pronounc'd them good. 4. Lord, how thy wonders are display'd,
Where'er we turn our eyes ; Whether we view the ground we tread,
Or gaze upun the skies!
But makes thy glories known;
By order from thy throne. 6. Creation, vast as it may be,
Is subject to thy will.
But God is with us still.
If he withdraw, we die.
HYMN 65. 1. M. 1. LET the high heavens your songs invite;
Those spacious fields of brilliant light, Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,
And stars that glow from pole to pole. 2. Sing earth in verdant robes array'd,
Its herbs and flow’rs, its fruits and shade; Peopled with life of various forms,
Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and yorms, 3. View the broad sea's majestic plains,
And thiuk how wide its Maker reigns.
And on each wave his goodness shines, 4. But O! that brighter world above,
Where lives and reigns incarnate love!
For man a bleeding victim made !
There in the land of praise adore !
. HYMN 66. L. M.
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 2. The flow'ry spring, at thy command,
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 3. Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours
Through all our coasts redundant stores ;
No more a face of horror wear. 4. Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,
Demand successive songs of praise.
With morning light, and ev’ning shade. 5. Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes;
HYMN 67. C. M. 1. · WITH songs and honours sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high:
And waters veil the sky.
To cheer the plains below;
And corn in valleys grow.
He hears the raven's cry:
Should raise his honours high.
Of the declining year;
5. His hoary frost, his fleecy snow,
Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
The fields no longer mourn.
And bids the spring return.
Obey his mighty word,
HYMN 68. C. M. 1. WHILE beauty clothes the fertile vale,
And blossoms on the spray, And fragrance breathes in ev'ry gale,
How sweet the yernal day! 2. How kind the influence of the skies !
Soft show'rs with blessings fraught, Bid verdure, beauty, fragrance rise,
And fix the roving thought.
With gratitude and love,
The garden, field, and grove. 4. That bounteous hand my thoughts adore,
Beyond expression kind,
To bless the craving mind.
Glad nature's cheerful song;
HYMN 69. L. M.
the closing day, Repeat thy praise with grateful voice; Both in their turns thy pow'r display,
And, laden with thy gifts, rejoice.