hovah's work be-gun, When he spake,and it was done. Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Songs of praise the an-gels sang, Heav'n with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work be-gun, When he spake, and it was done. Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. Hail, thrice-holy, God most high! Lord of all the heavenly powers, Be the same loud anthem ours. GOD eternal, Lord of all! Hail, thrice-holy, God most high! 2 Glorified apostles raise, 3 Martyrs, in a noble host, J. E. Millard, tr. 150 "In Excelsis." GLORY be to God on high,- 2 Hail, by all thy works adored! 3 Jesus! in thy name we pray, Charles Wesley. 151 The light of the Lord. Now, WHEN the dusky shades of night retreating 3 Look from the height of heaven, and send to cheer us Thy light and truth, and guide us onward still; Before the sun's red banner swiftly Still let thy mercy, as of old, be near us, E. J. HOPKINS. WORSHIP. IIS, IOS. Praise ye Jehovah! praise the Lord most holy, Who cheers the contrite,girds with strength the weak; Praise him who will with glo-ry crown the low-ly, And with sal-va-tion beautify the meek. Praise him who will with glory crown the Resting in him, his peace and joy possessing, lowly, And with salvation beautify the meek. 2 Praise ye Jehovah! for his loving-kind- 4 ness, And all the tender mercy he hath shown; All things are ours, for we have all in him. Praise ye the Father! God the Lord, who gave us, With full and perfect love, his only Son; Praise him who pardons all our sin and Praise ye the Son! who died himself to blindness, And calls us sons, and takes us for his own. save us; Praise ye the Spirit! praise the Three in One! Lady Margaret C. Campbell. 153 P. M. "I am." THE God of Abraham praise, By earth and heaven confessed; 1 bow and bless the sacred name, For ever blest! 2 The God of Abraham praise! I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power, 2 The God of Abraham praise: He calls a worm his friend! Thomas Olivers. BLACKIE. P. M. F. A. G. OuSELEY. Angels holy, high and low-ly, Sing the prais-es of the Lord! Earth and sky, all living nature, Man, the stamp of thy Creator, Praise ye, praise ye God the Lord! 154 Universal Adoration. ANGELS holy, high and lowly, Sing the praises of the Lord! Earth and sky, all living nature, Man, the stamp of thy Creator, Praise ye, praise ye God the Lord! 2 Sun and moon, bright night and moonlight; Starry temples, azure-floored; Cloud and rain, and wild wind's madness, Sons of God that shout for gladness, Praise ye, praise ye God the Lord! 3 Ocean hoary, tell his glory, Cliffs, where tumbling seas have roared! Pulse of waters, blithely beating, Wave advancing, wave retreating, Praise ye, praise ye God the Lord! GRÖNINGEN. P. M. 4 Rock and high land, wood and island, Crag, where eagle's pride hath soared; Mighty mountains, purple-breasted, Peaks, cloud-cleaving, snowy-crested, Praise ye, praise ye God the Lord! 5 Rolling river, praise him ever, From the mountains' deep vein poured; Troubled torrent, wildly rushing, Silver fountain, clearly gushing, Praise ye, praise ye God the Lord! 6 Praise him ever, bounteous Giver; Praise him, Father, Friend and Lord! Each glad soul its free course winging, Each glad voice its free song singing, Praise the great and mighty Lord! John Stuart Blackie. J. NEANDER. |