4 5 6 By whose almighty word, They all from nothing came. And all shall last, His firm decree From changes free; He mov'd their mighty wheels, 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, Wide as he reigns, His name be sung, By ev'ry tongue, 7 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 L Attempt his praise, TATE and WATTS, united. HYMN 163. P. M. ET earth and heaven agree, To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind : T'adore the all-atoning Lamb, 2 3 4 Jesus! transporting sound! The joy of earth and heaven; No other name is given By which we can salvation have, Jesus! harmonious name! "Tis all their happiness to gaze, 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, 5 O, for a trumpet's voice, On all the world to call; For all, my Lord was crucify'd. GR HYMN 164. P. M. Praise to the Redeemer. RATEFUL notes and numbers bring, Holy, holy, holy, Lord, Be thy glorious name ador'd! CHORUS. Men on earth, and saints above. 2 While on earth ordain'd to stay, 3 Then, with angels, we'll again PRAIS HYMN 165. P. M. Praise to Jehovah. RAISE the Lord, who reigns above, Praise the holy God of love, And all his greatness shew; Praise him for his matchless power: 2 Publish, spread to all around All the reach of beavenly art, 3 Him, in whom they move and live, Let ev'ry creature sing, Glory to their Maker give, And homage to their king: As in heaven, on earth ador'd, K2 I'LL HYMN 166. P. M. Praise for divine Goodness. Ps. cxlvi. "'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely And earth, and seas, with all their train; He saves th' oppress'd, he feeds the poor, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. NOW HYMN 167. L. M. Jesus hath done all things, TOW shall our souls with pleasure raise, 3 He undertook to bear our load, 5 His work, how great! his plan, how vast! But when it all appears at last, It will our highest praise excel; 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, 3 Ye deeps with roaring billows rise, |