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1. A general Song of Praise to God. HOW glorious is our heavenly King,
Who reigns above the sky! How shall a child presume to sing
His dreadful Majesty ? How great his pow'r is, none can tell,
Nor think how large his grace; Not men below, nor saints that dwell
On high before his face. Not angels that stand round the Lord Can search his secret will
l; But they perform his heav'nly word,
And sing his praises still. Then let me join this holy train,
And my first offering bring ; Th' eternal God will not disdain
To hear an infant sing.
My heart resolves, my tongue obeys,
And angels shall rejoice To hear their mighty Maker's praise
Sound from a feeble voice.
2. Praise for Creation and Providence. I sing th' almighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise ; That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
The sun to rule the day;
And all the stars obey.
That fill’d the earth with food;
And then pronounced them good. Lord, how thy wonders are display'd
Where'er 1 turn mine eye!
Or gaze upon the sky.
But makes thy glories known;
By order from thy throne,
Creatures (as numerous as they be)
Are subject to thy care; There's not a place where we can flee,
But God is present there. In heav'n he shines with beams of love,
With wrath in hell beneath;
And 'tis bis air I breathe.
He keeps me with his eye :
Who is for ever nigh?
3. Praise to God for our Redemption. Blest be the wisdom and the pow'r,
The justice and the grace, That join'd in council to restore
And save our ruin'd race ! Our father ate forbidden fruit,
And from his glory fell,
To death, and near to hell.
To take our flesh and blood;
He for our lives gave up his own,
To make our peace with God. He honour'd all his Father's laws,
Which we have disobeyed; lle bore our sins upon the cross,
And our full ransom paid.
Behold him rais d on high ;
Transgressors doom'd to die. .
And, by his power divine, Redeems us from the slavish chains
Of Satan and of sin.
Then shall the Lord to judgment
come ; And, with a sovereign voice, Shall call, and break up ev'ry tomb;
While waking saints rejoice.
Before the Judge's face,
Sing his redeeming grace!