To Thee, throughout the earth's wide frame 2 When we survey thy works on high, 3 Lord! what is man, that Thou shouldst love His fallen nature so! That Thou shouldst leave thy throne above To dwell with man below! 4 O Lord! how glorious is thy name, Above the highest heaven! To Thee throughout the earth's wide frame Eternal praise be given ! PSALM 9. (C. M. OTFORD.) The Christian proclaiming the praises of God. 2 The thoughts of them shall to our souls While to thy name, O Thou most high, Triumphant praise we sing. 3 All those, who have his goodness proved, Will on his truth confide, Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man, 4 Sing praises therefore to the Lord, Proclaim his deeds, till all the world PSALM 9. (C. M. MESSIAH.) God's judgment is in righteousness. 1 BEHOLD! Jehovah lives and reigns, 2 The saints who know their Saviour's name, And taste his pard'ning grace, Shall all with joy before Him stand, 3 But sinful men, who love their sins, 4 Arise, O Lord! and plead thy cause; And learn to tremble at thy wrath, (P. M. PSALM 15. SICILIAN MARINERS.) 1 WHO shall to thy chosen seat 2 He, whose heart thy love hath warm'd, He, whose will to thine conform'd, Daily lives a holy life, Far from anger, envy, strife: 3 He, who ne'er, with cruel aim, PSALM 17. (L. M. MARTIN'S LANE.) The Christian's prospects, and the world's vanity. 1 ALL, all is vanity below! An airy dream! an empty show! What sinners value we resign: Lord! 'tis enough that we are thine. 2 O Lord of lords, and King of kings! Shield us beneath thy heavenly wings; Keep us with thine all-seeing eye, And save us when our foes draw nigh. 3 We soon shall see thy blissful face, Redeem'd by blood, and saved by grace: O glorious hour! O blest abode ! We shall be near, and like our God. C 4 Our flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Then burst its chains with sweet surprise, And in thy perfect image rise. PSALM 18. (c. M. ST. JOHN'S.) God a consuming fire to his enemies. 1 THE Lord descended from above, 2 Forth from his nostrils went a smoke, And from his mouth went burning coals 3 On Cherub and on Cherubim And, on the wings of mighty winds, 4 And, with the blasting of his breath, Firm on its ashes may I stand, PSALM 19. (L. M. LONDON.) The heavens declare the glory of God. 1 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue etherial sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied Sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display; And publishes, to every land, The work of an Almighty hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wond'rous tale, And nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth: While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 9 What though, in solemn silence, all Move round this dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice, or sound, Amid their radiant orbs be found? In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, "The hand that made us is divine." PSALM 19. (C. M. TRURO.) Christ the Sun of righteousness. 1 FORTH from the east the morning sun Begins his glorious way; His beams through all the nations run, 2 But, from the Gospel's sacred light, The blinded soul receives its sight; |