2 On this blest morn, birth-day of hope!
Let not one soul be sad;

This is the day the LORD hath made,
And bids his saints be glad.

3 Come, and the wonders of the day,
In notes harmonious sing;

Tell to the world the conquest's gain'd
By your victorious King.

4 O happy souls, that feel the pow'r
Of his attractive love!

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With him they die, with him they live,
And seek the things above.

33.

Proper Metre. MISS DAY.

Attendance upon religious institutions.
"'LL bless JEHOVAH's glorious name,

claim,

With ev'ry morning light;
And at the close of ev'ry day,
To him my cheerful homage pay,
Who guards me thro' the night.
2 Then in his churches to appear,
And pay my humble worship there,
Shall be my sweet employ:
The day that saw my Saviour rise,
Shall dawn on my delighted eyes
With pure and holy joy.

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3 With grateful sorrow in my breast,
I'll celebrate the dying feast,
Of my departing LORD;

And while his perfect love I view,
His bright example I'll pursue,
And meditate his word.

PART II.

Praise to God.

34.

Long Metre. Watts.
GOD exalted above all praise.

1 ETERNAL Pow'r! whose high abode

Becomes the majesty of GOD;

Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds!

2 Far in the depths of space, thy throne Burns with a lustre all its own:

In shining ranks beneath thy feet, Angelic pow'rs and splendors meet. 3 LORD! what shall feeble mortals do? We would adore our Maker too: With lowly minds to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High! 4 Something we learn from nature's frame: Thy word has more reveal'd thy name: Yet still thy greatness, LORD, we find, Leaves all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 GOD is in heav'n, and man below: Short be our tunes, our words be few: A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues.

35.

Common Metre WATTS.

God the proper object of praise. 1A WAKE, ye saints! to praise your King,

Your sweetest passions raise;

Your pious pleasure, while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.

2 Great is the LORD, and works unknown
Are his divine employ;

But still his saints are near his throne,
His treasure and his joy.

3 Heav'n, earth, and sea, confess his hand, He bids the vapours rise;

Lightning, and storm, at his command,
Sweep through the sounding skies.

4 All pow'r that gods or kings have claim'd Is found with him alone;

But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd
Where our JEHOVAH's known.

5 Before the true, the living GOD,
We bow with faith and fear;
He makes our churches his abode,
And claims our honours there.

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36.

Proper Metre. WATTS.

Praise to GOD the universal sovereign.

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ET all the earth their voices raise,

To sing the choicest hymns of praise, To magnify JEHOVAH's name:

His glory let the heathens know, His wonders to the nations show, And all his mighty works proclaim. 2 The heathens know thy glory, LORD! The wond'ring nations read thy word; And here JEHOVAH's name is known: Our worship never shall be paid

Te gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our GoD alone.

3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky,
He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there:
His robes are majesty and light;
His splendor, how divinely bright!
His temple, how divinely fair!

4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth shall feel his saving pow'r,
And distant nations fear his name:
Then shall the race of man confess
The beauty of his holiness,

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And in his courts his grace proclaim.

37.

Long Metre. MERRICK..

Praise ye the LORD.

ING to the LORD a joyful song;

SING

Earth, to his praise the note prolong, Till realms remote his acts have known, And man's whole race his wonders own.