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By whose almighty word,
They all from nothing came.
He mov'd their mighty wheels,
Wbile time and nature last.
His works proclaim
And speak his praise. 5 United zeal be shown,
His wondrous fame to raise,
Deserves our endless praise.
The sky transcends. 6 Virgins and youths engage,
To sound his praise divine ;
Their feebler voices join.
sung, By ev'ry tongue,
In endless straips. 7 Let all the nations fear
The God who rules above ;
And makes theni taste his love.
Tate und Watts, uniteil.
HYMN 163. P. M.
Angels and men be join'd,
The Saviour of mankind :
2 Jesus ! transporting sound !
The joy of earth and beaven ;
No other name is given
But Jesus came the world to save. 3 Jesus ! harmonious name!
It charms the hosts above ;
And wonder at his love ;
"Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 4 O, unexampled love !
O, all-redeeming grace!
To save a fallen race ;
What thou for all mankind hast done? 5 O, for a trumpet's voice,
On all the world to call;
In him who dy'd for all !
HYMN 164. P. M.
Praise to the Redeemer.
RATEFUL notes and numbers bring,
While Jehovah's praise we sing ;
Men on earth, and saints above.
2 While on earth ordain'd to stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way:
Men on earth, &c. 3 Then, with angels, we'll again
Wake a louder, louder strain :
Men on earth, &c.
HYMN 165. P. M.
Praise to Jehovah. PRAISE the Lord, who reigns above, Praise the holy God of love,
And all his greatness shew;
Praise bim for his matchless power :
Let earth and heaven adore. 2 Publish, spread to all around
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
breath : Let all things praise the Lord. K2
HYMN 166. P. M.
Praise for divine Goodness. Ps. cxlvi. I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise sball employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
And earth, and seas, with all their train ;
And none shall find his promise vain.
conscience peace ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the father less,
And grants the pris’ner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he leads me breath, And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise sball employ my nobler powers :
HYMN 167. L. M.
Jesus hath done all things,
To our dear Lord a song of praise :
And came to save our ruin'd race ;
3 He undertook to bear our load,
And bring us back again to God;
Christ Jesus hath done all things well. 4 He will accomplish his design,
And all things in himself combine ;
Our Jesus will do all things well. 5 His work, hox great! his plan, how vast!
But when it all appears at last,
For Jesus will do all tbings well. 6 When the creation is restor’d,
And God shall be by all ador'd,
Our Jesus hath done all things well.
And fill the universe with joy ;
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. % Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God;
Ye thunders, speak bis power ;
Th' astonish'd worlds adore.
Praise him who bids you roll;