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2. Earth's wide-extended varying scenes,
All smiling round, thy bounty show, From seas or clouds, full magazines,
Thy rich diffusive blessings flow. 3. Now earth receives the precious seed,
Which thy indulgent hand prepares ; And nourishes the future bread,
And answers all the sower's cares. 4. Thy sweet refreshing show'rs attend
And through the ridges gently flow,
And thy kind blessing makes it grow, 5. Thy goodness crowns the circling year ;
Thy paths drop fatness all around; Ev'n barren wilds thy praise declare,
And echoing hills return the sound, 6. Here, spreading flocks adorn the plain ;
There plenty ev'ry charm displays. Thy bounty clothes each lovely scene; And joyful nature shouts thý praise.
HYMN 70. L, M 1. GREAT God, at whose all-pow?rful call,
By thee the seasons change, and all
The changing seasons speak thy name, 2. Thy bounty bids the infant year,
From winter storms recover'd, rise; When thousand grateful scenes appear,
Fresh op'ning to our wond'ring eyes, 3. O how delightful 'tis to see
The earth in vernal beauty drest!
T'hy blouming glories shine confest! 4. Aloft, full beaming, reigns the sun,
And light and genial heat conveys ; And, while he leads the seasons on,
From thee derives his quick’ning rays, . Around us, in the teeming field,
Stands the rich grain or purpled vine,
At thy command they rise, to yield
The strength’ning bread or cheering wine, 6. Indulgent God! from ev'ry part
Thy plenteous blessings largely flow.
With grateful love and duty glow.
IV. DIVINE PROVIDENCE AND
HYMN 71. c. M. 1. LET the whole race of creatures lie Whate'er his pow'rful hand has form’d,
He governs with a word.
Were into motion brought,
Stood present to his thought.
O'erlouk'd in his decrees.
Or sinks with equal ease.
'T'is he provides the rays;
If darkness cloud my days.
I'would not wish to know, What in the book of his decrees
Awaits me here below.
Whate'er my lot shall be,
My soul for heav'n and thee!
HYMN 72 V. M. 1. THE Lord, how fearful is his name !
How wide is his command ! Nature, with all her moving frame,
Rests on his mighty hand.
And light his awful robe,
He manages the globe,
In all their shining forms.
And pities mortal worms,
In sweet compassion move;
And takes his title, love.
And sway us as he will.
We are his fav'rites still.
The tongue no more complain. 'Tis soy'reign love that lends our joys, And love
HYMN 73. P. M. 1. YE subjects of the Lord, proclaim
The royal honours of his name. « Jehovah reigns,” be all your song, 'Tis he, thy God, o Zion! reigns. Prepare thy most harmonious strains,
Glad hallelujahs to prolong. 2. Ye princes, boast no more your crown, But lay the glitt'ring trifle down
In lowly honour at his feet.
In self-sufficient glory great. 3. Tremble, ye pageants of a day,
Form’d, like your slaves, of brittle clay :
Down to the dust your sceptres bend.
When kings, and suns, and time shall end,
Her sacred turrets to destroy :
HYMN 74. P. M.
And o’er heav'n's arches builds his royal seat, Thro' worlds unknown his sov’reign sway extends, Nor space, nor time, his boundless empire ends. His eye beholds th' affairs of ev'ry nation,
And reads each thought thro' his immense creation. 2. Lightnings and storms his mighty word obey,
And planets roll, where he has mark'd their way.
And ev'ry heart thro’ the full choir rejoices. 3. Rebellious mortals, cease yonr tumults vain,
Nor longer such unequal war maintain.
HYMN 75. L. M.
Sov’reign of air, and earth, and sea!
A grateful tribute pays to thee.
And from thy goodness seeks supplies;
Thy mercy lifts him to the skies.
Ne'er rais'd a tender thought to beav'n ;
men, whom reason lifts to God,
Tho' oft by passion downward driv'n z 4. Those, too, who bend with age and care,
And faint and tremble near the tomb, Who, sick’ning at the present scenes,
Sigh for that better state to come :5. All, great Creator! all are thine:
All feel thy providential care;
Alike thy constant pity share.
Or whether joy elate the breast, Or life still keep its little course,
Or death invite the heart to rest : 7. All are thy messengers, and all
Thy sacred pleasure, Lord, obey ! And all are training man to dwell Nearer to bliss, and nearer thee.
HYMN 76. L. M. 1. WH0, gracious Father can complain,
Under thy mild and gentle reign? Who does a weight of duty share,
More than his aids and pow'rs can bear? 2. With diff'ring climes, and diffring lands,
With fertile plains and barren sands,
And set each nation in its bound. 3. So various thy celestial ray
Here sheds a full, there fainter day.
To all the path of life hath shown. 4. Large is the bounty of his hand :
He will a large return demand.
HYMN 77. L. M. 1. THROUGH All the various shifting scene,