GLORY to God in the highest, Good will towards men. III. Sarah Flower Adams. CREATOR-SPIRIT! thou the first, To be through time unending; Whose word was, "Light," and light outburst, Oh, fill our souls with light divine, With thine own essence blending! IV. Bulfinch LORD, thou art not alone In courts by mortals trod; Nor only is this day thine own When men draw near their God: Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasur'd sky; Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march Of grand eternity! V. J. R. Wreford GOD of the ocean, earth, and sky, We feel thee in the sunny beam; We see thee walk the mountain waves; We hear thee in the murmuring stream, And when the tempest wildly raves: God, on the lonely hills we meet; God, in the vale and fragrant grove; While birds and whispering winds repeat That God is there-the God of love. VI. Joanna Baille O GOD! who mad'st earth, sea, and air, Yea, woods, and winds, and waves, convey To the rapt ear a hymn, and say, "God, who hath made us, we obey!" Hallelujah! VII. Milton LET us, with a gladsome mind, Let us blaze his name abroad, For his mercies aye endure, Who, by his wisdom, did create Ever faithful, ever sure: Who did the solid earth ordain Ever faithful, ever sure. All living creatures he doth feed, And with full hand supplies their need; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us, therefore, warble forth For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. BLESSED be thy name for ever, Thou of life the Guard and Giver! Of the desert and the ocean, Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest, Of midnight gloom, and dawning day, Like breathings of eternity; God of life! that fade shall never, IX. Addison THE spacious firmament on high, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars which round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though in solemn silence all |