4 From earth's vast and hollow womb, 5 So from heaven on earth He shall I 2 Then, O come, in pious lays Sound we God Almighty's praise! Amen. 339. G. Wither. HARK, my soul, how every thing Strives to serve our bounteous King; Sings its part, and then obeys. Nature's chief and sweetest quire 3 Though their voices lower be, 4 All the flowers that gild the spring If heaven bless them, thankful they 5 (Only we can scarce afford This short office to our Lord; 6 Wake, for shame, my sluggish heart, 7 Call whole nature to thine aid, Since 'twas He whole nature made'; Join in one eternal song, Who to one God all belong. 8 Live for ever, glorious Lord! X F. Austin. 340. Psalm C. I ALL people that on earth do dwell, 2 3 Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; The Lord, ye know, is God indeed; 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, 5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, I The God whom heaven and earth ad 341. Psalm CIII. PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Praise Him! praise Him! 2 Praise Him for His grace and favour, Praise Him, still the same for ever, 3 Father-like He tends and spares us; 4 Angels, help us to adore Him, Sun and moon, bow down before Him; Praise Him! praise Him! Praise with us the God of grace! Amen. H. F. Lyte. I FROM 342. Psalm CXVII. all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's Name be sung 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord! Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, I 2 343. Psalm CXLVIII. PRAISE the Lord of heaven, praise Him in the height, Praise Him, all ye angels, praise Him, stars and light; Praise Him, skies, and waters which above the skies, When His word commanded, 'stablished did arise. Praise the Lord, ye fountains of the deeps, and seas, Rocks and hills and mountains, cedars and all trees; Praise Him, clouds and vapours, snow, and hail, and fire, Stormy wind, fulfilling only His desire. 3 Praise Him, fowls and cattle, princes and all kings, Praise Him, men and maidens, all created things; For the Name of God is excellent alone, Over earth His footstool, over heaven His throne. Amen. T. B. Browne. |