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2 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names :
His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd.
3 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.
4 But saints are lovely in his sight,
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear.
And looks and loves his image there.

PSALM 148.

The universe invited to praise God.

1 YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame;
His praise your song employ,
Above the starry frame;
Your voices raise, ye cherubim
And seraphim, to sing his praise.

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Thou moon that rul'st the night,
And sun that guid'st the day,
Ye glittering stars of light,

To him your homage pay:
His praise declare, ye heavens above,
And clouds that move in liquid air.

Let every creature join

To bless his holy name,

By whose almighty word

They all from nothing came;
O let them raise their grateful voice,
And still rejoice, the Lord to praise.

PSALM 150.

VERSION 1.

Universal praise to God.

1 O PRAISE the Lord in that blest place, From whence his goodness largely flows; Praise him in heaven, where he his face Unveil'd in perfect glory shows.

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Praise him for all the mighty acts,

Which he on our behalf has done;
His kindness this return exacts,

With which our praise should equal run.

Let all who vital breath enjoy,
The breath he does to them afford,
In just returns of praise employ;
Let every creature praise the Lord,

PSALM 150.

VERSION 2.

Heaven and earth called upon to praise God.

PRAISE the Lord who reigns above,

Yet will deign to dwell below;
Praise the holy God of love,

Thankful all his greatness show:

Praise him for his noble deeds,

Praise him for his matchless power;
Him, from whom all good proceeds,
All in heaven and earth adore.

Him in whom they move and live,
Let the race of creatures sing;
Glory to their maker give,

Humblest homage to their king:
Hallow'd be his name beneath;
As in heaven, on earth ador'd;
Praise the Lord in every breath,
Every creature praise the Lord.

PSALM 150.

VERSION 3.

Exhortation to praise God.

1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise, His grace he there reveals;

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To heaven your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.

Let all your sacred passions move,
While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love
Your highest praise exceeds.

All that have motion, life, and breath,
Proclaim your Maker blest;

Yet when my voice expires in death,
My soul shall praise him best.

HYMNS

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PARTICULAR OCCASIONS.

ADVENT.

HYMN 1.

Christ the Deliverer.

1 HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promis'd long;
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

2 He comes, the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;

The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,

And on the eyes oppress'd with night
To pour celestial day.

4 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure,

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And with the treasures of his grace
To enrich the humble poor.

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim,
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.

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HYMN 2.

The Advent and Reign of the Saviour desired.

1 COME, thou long-expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in thee:
Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the saints thou art;
Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.

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Born thy people to deliver;

Born a child and yet a king;
Come to reign in us for ever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring:
By thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By thine all-sufficient merit,

Raise us to thy glorious throne.

HYMN 3.

The Sun of Righteousness.

LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling

Borders on the shades of death,
Come, and all thy love revealing,
Dissipate the clouds beneath:

The new heaven and earth's Creator,
In our deepest darkness rise;
Scattering all the night of nature,
Pouring day upon our eyes.

Save us in thy great compassion,
O thou mild pacific Prince;

Give the knowledge of salvation;
Give the pardon of our sins;

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