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By whose almighty word, They all from nothing came. And all shall last,

His firm decree

From changes free;
Stands ever fast.

He mov'd their mighty wheels,
In unknown ages past;
And each his word fulfils,
While time and nature last.

In diff'rent ways,

His wond'rous name,

United zeal be shown,

His works proclaim

And speak his praise.

His wondrous fame to raise, Whose glorious name alone Deserves our endless praise. Earth's utmost ends His

His glorious sway

power obey; The sky transcends.

Virgins and youths engage,
To sound his praise divine;
While infancy and age
Their feebler voices join.

Wide as he reigns, His name be sung,

By ev'ry tongue,

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In endless strains.

Let all the nations fear

The God who rules above;

He brings his people near,

And makes them taste his love.

While earth and sky

His saints shall raise

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Attempt his praise,
His honours high.

TATE and WATTS, united.

HYMN 163. P. M.
Christ crucified.

ET earth and heaven agree,
Angels and men be join'd,

To celebrate with me

The Saviour of mankind :

T'adore the all-atoning Lamb,
And bless the sound of Jesus' name.

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Jesus! transporting sound!

The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,

No other name is given

By which we can salvation have,
But Jesus came the world to save.

Jesus! harmonious name!
It charms the hosts above;
They evermore proclaim,
And wonder at his love;

"Tis all their happiness to gaze,
"Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face.

O, unexampled love!

O, all-redeeming grace!

How swiftly didst thou move

To save a fallen race;

What shall I do to make it known,
What thou for all mankind hast done?

5 O, for a trumpet's voice,

On all the world to call;
To bid their hearts rejoice
In him who dy'd for all!

For all, my Lord was crucify'd.
For all, for all, my Saviour dy'd!

GR

HYMN 164. P. M.

Praise to the Redeemer.

RATEFUL notes and numbers bring,
While Jehovah's praise we sing ;

Holy, holy, holy, Lord,

Be thy glorious name ador'd!

CHORUS.

Men on earth, and saints above.
Sing the great Redeemer's love;
Lord, thy mercies never fail,
Hail, celestial goodness, hail!

2 While on earth ordain'd to stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way:
Till we come to reign with thee,
And all thy glorious greatness see!
Men on earth, &c.

3 Then, with angels, we'll again
Wake a louder, louder strain:
There, in joyful songs of praise,
We'll our grateful voices raise.
Men on earth, &c.

PRAIS

HYMN 165. P. M.

Praise to Jehovah.

RAISE the Lord, who reigns above,
And keeps his court below;

Praise the holy God of love,

And all his greatness shew;
Praise him for his noble deeds,

Praise him for his matchless power:
Him from whom all good proceeds,
Let earth and heaven adore.

2 Publish, spread to all around
The great Jehovah's name,
Let the trumpet's martial sound
The Lord of hosts proclaim;
Praise him ev'ry tuneful string,

All the reach of beavenly art,
All the powers of music bring,
The music of the heart.

3 Him, in whom they move and live, Let ev'ry creature sing,

Glory to their Maker give,

And homage to their king:
Hallow'd be his name beneath,

As in heaven, on earth ador'd,
Praise the Lord in every breath:
Let all things praise the Lord.

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I'LL

HYMN 166. P. M.

Praise for divine Goodness. Ps. cxlvi.

"'LL praise my Maker while I've 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; he made the sky,

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

He saves th' oppress'd, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind;
The Lord supports the fainting mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace ;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
4 I'll praise him while he lends me 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.

NOW

HYMN 167. L. M.

Jesus hath done all things,

TOW shall our souls with pleasure raise,
To our dear Lord a song of praise :
We'll sing his love, his goodness ́tell,
Our Saviour hath done all things well.
2 With pitying eyes he view'd our case,
And came to save our ruin'd race;
He conquer'd sin, and death, and hell;
Our Jesus hath done all things well.

3 He undertook to bear our load,
And bring us back again to God;
To fit us with himself to dwell;
Christ Jesus hath done all things well.
4 He will accomplish his design,
And all things in himself combine;
No more shall ever they rebel ;
Our Jesus will do all things well.

5 His work, how great! his plan, how vast! But when it all appears at last,

It will our highest praise excel;
For Jesus will do all things well.
6 When the creation is restor❜d,
And God shall be by all ador'd,
How loudly will the triumph swell,
Our Jesus hath done, all things well.
7 Sin, death, and hell, will Christ destroy,
And fill the universe with joy ;

His love shall then each voice compel.

To cry

He hath done all things well."

HYMN 168. P. M.

General Praise.

BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay,

Let each enraptur'd thought obey,

And praise th' Almighty Name; Lo! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise,

To swell th' inspiring theme.

2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode,
Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God;
Ye thunders, speak his power;
Lo! on the lightning's rapid wings,
In triumph, rides the King of kings,
Th' astonish'd worlds adore.

3 Ye deeps with roaring billows rise,
To join the thunder of the skies,
Praise him who bids you roll;