Chapter 25
155. 7s. M. J. Taylor.
The Divine Glories Celebrated.
1 Glory be to G.o.d on high, G.o.d, whose glory fills the sky; Peace on earth to man forgiven, Man, the well-beloved of Heaven.
2 Favored mortals! raise the song; Endless thanks to G.o.d belong; Hearts o'erflowing with his praise, Join the hymns your voices raise.
3 Mark the wonders of his hand!
Power no empire can withstand; Wisdom, angel's glorious theme; Goodness, one eternal stream.
4 Awful Being! from thy throne Send thy promised blessings down; Let thy light, thy truth, thy peace, Bid our raging pa.s.sions cease.
156. H. M. Sacred Lyrics.
Perpetual Praise.
1 To thee, great Source of light!
My thankful voice I'll raise; And all my powers unite To celebrate thy praise; And, till my voice is lost in death, May praise employ my every breath.
2 And when this feeble tongue Lies silent in the dust, My soul shall dwell among The spirits of the just; Then, with the s.h.i.+ning hosts above, In n.o.bler strains I'll sing thy love.
157. L. M. H. Ballou, 2d.
The Same.
1 Praise ye the Lord, around whose throne All heaven in ceaseless wors.h.i.+p waits, Whose glory fills the worlds unknown-- Praise ye the Lord from Zion's gates.
2 With mingling souls and voices join; To him the swelling anthem raise; Repeat his name with joy divine, And fill the temple with his praise.
3 All-gracious G.o.d, to thee we owe Each joy and blessing time affords,-- Light, life, and health, and all below, Spring from thy presence, Lord of lords.
4 Thine be
158. L. M. Watts.
The Same. Ps. 145.
1 My G.o.d, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee.
3 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise, And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of their tongue.
4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds Vast and unsearchable thy ways: Vast and immortal be thy praise.
159. 6s. 6s. & 4s. M. Anonymous.
The Same. Ps. 150.
1 Praise ye Jehovah's name; Praise through his courts proclaim; Rise and adore;-- High o'er the heavens above Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power.
2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise Wide as his fame; There let the harp be found; Organs, with solemn sound, Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his name.
3 While his high praise ye sing, Shake every sounding string: Sweet the accord!-- He vital breath bestows: Let every breath that flows His n.o.blest fame disclose-- Praise ye the Lord.
160. H. M. Tate & Brady.
Praise from Heaven and Earth.
1 Ye boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's name; His praise your songs employ Above the starry frame: Your voices raise, Ye cherubim And seraphim, To sing his praise.
2 Let all adore the Lord, And praise his holy name, By whose almighty word They all from nothing came; And all shall last, From changes free; His firm decree Stands ever fast.
161. C. P. M. Ogilvie.
Praise from all Nature. Ps. 148.
1 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay; Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name.
Lo, heaven and earth and seas and skies In one melodious concert rise To swell th' inspiring theme.
2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode-- Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, G.o.d; Ye thunders, speak his power.
Lo, on the lightning's rapid wings In triumph rides the King of Kings: Th' astonished worlds adore.