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Hast thou not receiv'd him now,'
That we might now receive?
Life to our limbs impart:
In ev'ry waiting heart.
The gift of Jesus, come;
And swells to make thee room;
Come, ( come, and in us be!
And may we dwell in thee.
IV. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE.
Hymn 132. c. M.
The creation of the world. Genl. 1.“MTOW let a spacious world arise,
Said the Creator-Lord;
Rose at his sov'reign word.
Confus'd and drown'd the land :
Attends on his command.
The clouds ascend and bear A watry treasure to the sky,
And float on softer air. 4. The liquid element below
Was gather'd by his hand :
The rolling seas together flow .
The naked globe he crown'd,
Or sun to warm the ground.
Behold the sun appears ;
To mark out months and years.
Did vital beings frame,
And fish of ev'ry name.
At once their wond'rous birth, And grazing beasts of various form
Rose from the teeming earth. 9. Adam was fram'd of equal clay,
Tho' sov'reign of the rest,
With God's own image bless’d. 10. Thus glorious in the Maker's eye
The young creation stood:
His word pronounc'd it good.
Thy praise shall fill my tongue;.
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Hymn 133, L. M. .God's goodness to the children of men. Psalm cvii. 31. 1. T ET the high heav'ns your songs invite, - :
Those spacious fields of brilliant light;
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,
And stars that glow from pole to pole. 2. Sing, earth in verdant robes array'd,
Its herbs and flowers, its fruits and shade;
Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 3. View the broad sea's majestic plains,
And think how wide its maker reigns;
And on each wave his goodness shines. 4. But ()! that brighter world above,
Where lives and reigns incarnate love!
For man a bleeding victim made.
There in the land of praise adore ;
Hymn 134. C. M. IT ORD when our raptur'd thought surveys, L Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise,
And bids our souls adore.
Thy radiant footsteps shine ;
And speak their source divine.
In earth, and sea, and air:
Almighty power declare.
In all thy works appear:
And, O! let man thy praise record,
Man, Thy distinguish'd care!
That breath thy power maintains ;
His brittle frame sustains.
Of reason's light possess'd;
Still more divineiy bless'd.
With gentle, smiling rays;
Thy goodness and thy praise !
Hymn 135. č. M. 1. THE glories of my maker, God,
1 My joyful voice shall sing, And call the nations to adore
Their former and their king. 2. 'Twas his right hand that shap'd our clay,
And wrought this human frame : But from his own immediate breath
Our nobler spirits came. 3. We bring our mortal pow’rs to God,
And worship with our tongues : We claim some kindred with the skies,
And join th’angelic songs. 4. Let grov'ling beasts of ev'ry shape,
And fowls of ev'ry wing, And rocks and trees, and fires and seas).
Their various tribute bring.
And wheels of nature roll :
Around the steady pole.
6. The brightness of our Maker's name.
The wide creation fills,
Beyond the heav'nly hills.
Hymn 136. L. M.
D Ye nations bow with sacred joy :
He can create and he destroy.
Made us of clay, and form'd us men! And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again. 3. We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heav'ns our voices raise: And earth with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4. Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love:
When rolling years shall cease to move.
Hymn 137. L. M.
I With all the blue ethereal sky,
The work of an almighty hand.
The moon takes up the wond'rous tale,