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30 My God shall supply all your need.

-Phil. 4, 19.

1 MY God!-how cheerful is the sound, How pleasant to repeat!

Well may that heart with pleasure bound Where God hath fixed His seat.

2 What want shall not our God supply
From His abundant stores?

What streams of mercy from on high
An arm almighty pours!

3 From Christ, the ever-living spring,
These ample blessings flow:
Prepare, my lips, His name to sing,
Whose heart has loved us so.

4 Now, to our Father and our God,
Be endless glory given,

Through all the realms of man's abode,
And through the highest heaven.

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31 Bless ye the Lord, all ye His hosts.—

1

Ps. 103. 21.

GOD! we praise Thee, and confess
That Thou the only Lord

And everlasting Father art,
By all the earth adored.

2 To Thee all angels cry aloud;
To Thee the powers on high,
Both cherubim and seraphim,
Continually do cry;

8 O Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord,

Whom heavenly hosts obey,
The world is with the glory filled
Of Thy majestic sway.

4 The apostles' glorious company,
And prophets, crowned with light,
With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.

5 The holy church throughout the world,
O Lord, confesses Thee,
Eternal Father! infinite

In boundless majesty:

6 Eternal Son! the Christ who came
Redemption to confer:

Eternal Spirit! Holy Ghost,
The Almighty Comforter!

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32 Praise the Lord, all ye nations.—Ps.

1

117, 1.

FROM

all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise: Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends Thy word: [shore Thy praise shall sound from shore to Till suns shall rise and set no more.

THE WORK OF GOD IN CREATION.

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33 He that built all things is God.—

1

I

Heb. 3, 4.

SING the Almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day;

The moon shines full at His command,
And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed all creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good.

4 There's not a plant or flower below
But makes His glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from His throne.

5 In heaven He shines with beams of love
With wrath in hell beneath!
Tis on His earth I stand or move,
And tis His air I breathe.

6 His hand is my perpetual guard,
He keeps me with His eye,

Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh?

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34 Let us come before His presence with

1

thanksgiving.-Ps. 95, 2.

SING

to the Lord Jehovah's name, And in His strength rejoice; When His salvation is our theme,

Exalted be our voice.

2 With thanks approach His awful sight, And psalms of honour sing;

The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King.

3 Earth with its caverns dark and deep Lies in His spacious hand;

He fixed the seas what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand.

4 Come, and with humble souls adore;
Come, kneel before His face;

O may the creatures of His power
Be children of His grace!

S.M.

35 In all places of His dominion.-Ps.

1

2

103, 22.

GOD of Almighty power,

How glorious are Thy ways!

Angels Thy majesty adore,

All creatures speak Thy praise.

Wherever earth is fair,

Or brighter worlds extend,

Almighty Sovereign, Thou art there,
Creation's Lord and Friend.

3

And where the stars are not,

4

Nor sun hath ever-shone,

Beyond the flight of human thought,
There Thou art all alone.

Heaven is Thy glorious throne,
Earth does Thy footstool seem,
But Thy redeemed Thou dost own
Thy richer diadem.

5 And while they bless Thy name, Hell trembles at Thy rod;

Earth, heaven, and hell Thy power proclaim,

All things proclaim Thee, God.

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36 Rejoice in the Lord, O ye righteous.

1 RE

-Ps. 33, 1,

EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord;
This work belongs to you;

Sing of His name, His ways, His word,
How holy, just, and true!

2 His mercy and His righteousness
Let heaven and earth proclaim:
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal His wondrous name.
3 His wisdom and almighty word
The heavenly arches spread:
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.
4 He bids the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;

The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.

5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before Him stand;
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on His command.

6 Lord, let our hearts in Thee rejoice,
And bless us from Thy throne;
For we have made Thy word our choice,
And trust Thy grace alone.

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37 And there was the hiding of His

1

power.-Hab. 3, 4.

HOW

excellent, O Lord, Thy name
In all creation's lines!

Spread through eternity, Thy fame
With rising lustre shines.

2 These lower works that swell Thy praise,

High as man's thoughts can tower, Are but a portion of Thy ways,

The hiding of Thy power.

3 Oh! shouldst Thou rend aside the veil, And show Thy dwelling-place, [fail; The souls which Thou hast made would "Twere death to see Thy face.

4 Can none behold that face and live?
Yea, sinners may draw near:
The Lord is kind and will forgive,
His love shall cast out fear.

5 Millions before His presence stand,
Who feel, while they adore,
Fulness of joy at His right hand,
And pleasures evermore.
78.

38 It is He that hath made us, and not we

ourselves.-Ps. 100, 3.

1 GIVE thanks to Him who made
Morning light and evening shade;
Source and Giver of all good,
Nightly sleep and daily food;
Quickener of our wearied powers,
Guard of our unconscious hours.
2 O give thanks to Nature's King,
Who made every breathing thing:
His, our warm and sentient frame,
His, the mind's immortal flame:
O how close the ties that bind
Spirits to the Eternal Mind!
3 O give thanks with heart and lip,
For we are His workmanship:
And all creatures are His care;
Not a bird that cleaves the air'
Falls unnoticed; but who can
Speak the Father's love to man?
4 O give thanks to Him who came
In a mortal suffering frame-
Temple of the Deity-

Came for rebel man to die;
In the path Himself hath trod,
Leading back His saints to God.

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39 All Thy works shall praise Thee, O

1

Lord.-Ps. 145, 10.

PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir,

heavenly heights above,

With harp, and voice, and souls of fire, Burning with perfect love.

2 Shine to His glory, worlds of light, Ye million suns of space,

Ye moons and glistening stars of night, Running your mystic race.