1 Be thou, O G.o.d, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed.

2 O G.o.d, our hearts are fixed and bent Their thankful tribute to present; And, with the heart, the voice, we'll raise To thee, our G.o.d, in songs of praise.

3 Thy praises, Lord, we will resound To all the listening nations round; Thy mercy highest heaven transcends; Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.

4 Be thou, O G.o.d, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed.

150. 7s. M. Salisbury Coll.

Adoration.

1 Holy, holy, holy Lord, Be thy glorious name adored; Lord, thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail!

2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around thy throne we sing.

3 There no tongue shall silent be; All shall join in harmony; That, through heaven's capacious round, Praise to thee may ever sound.

4 Lord, thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail!

Holy, holy, holy Lord, Be thy glorious name adored.

151. 10s. & 11s. Grant.

G.o.d Glorious.

1 O, worship the King, all glorious above, And gratefully sing his wonderful love, Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

2 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?

It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.

3 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the end!

Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

4 Father Almighty, how faithful thy love!

While angels delight to hymn thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise.

152. C. M. Hemans.

Invitation to offer Praise.

1 Praise ye the Lord; on every height Songs to his glory raise; Ye angel hosts, ye stars of night, Join in immortal praise.

2 O fire and vapor, hail and snow, Ye servants of his will; O stormy winds, that only blow His mandates to fulfil;--

3 Mountains and rocks, to heaven that rise Fair cedars of the wood; Creatures of life that wing the skies, Or track the plains for food;--

4 Judges of nations; kings, whose hand Waves the proud sceptre high; O youths and virgins of the land; O age and infancy;--

5 Praise ye his name, to whom alone All homage should be given, Whose glory, from th' eternal throne, Spreads wide o'er earth and heaven.

153. 7s. M. Milton.

Praise to G.o.d.

1 Let us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

2 Let us sound his name abroad, For of G.o.ds he is the G.o.d; Who, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light;

3 Caused the golden-tressed sun All day long his course to run; And the moon to shine by night, 'Mongst her spangled sisters bright.

4 His own people he did bless, In the wasteful wilderness; He hath, with a piteous eye, Viewed us in our misery.

5 All his creatures he doth feed; His full hand supplies their need; Let us, therefore, warble forth His high majesty and worth.

154. L. M. Tate & Brady.

Praise and Holiness.

1 O render thanks to G.o.d above, The fountain of eternal love; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood and shall forever last.

2 Who can his mighty deeds express?-- Not only vast, but numberless!

What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?

3 Happy are they, and only they, Who from thy judgments never stray; Who know what's right, nor only so, But always practise what they know.

4 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford: When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me.