The Book of Common Prayer and Administration of the Sacraments

HYMNS

THE PROTESTANT EPISCOPAL CHURCH,

IN THE

United States of America,

SET FORTH IN THE YEARS OF OUR LORD

1789, 1808, AND 1828.

I DO HEREBY CERTIFY, that this edition of the Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, set forth in General Conventions of said Church, in the years of our Lord 1789, 1808, and 1826, has been compared and corrected by the Standard Stereotype Edition, and is permitted to be published as a stereotype edition, duly compared and corrected by a suitable person, appointed for that purpose.

BENJAMIN T. ON DERDONK, Bishop of the Protestant Episcopal Church

in the State of New.York New York, June 1, 1832.

HYMNS.

1. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES,

II. CREATION.
HYMN 3.

HYMN 1.

[C. M.]

GREAT God! with wonder and with GREAT first of beings! mighty Lee Of all this wondrous frame ! Produc'd by thy creating word, The world from nothing came. 2 Thy voice sent forth the high com mand,

praise,

On all thy works I look ;
But still thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brightest in thy book.
2 The stars, that in their courses roll,
Have much instruction given;
But thy good word informs my soul
How I may soar to heaven.

3 The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord;
But fruits of life and glory grow
In thy most holy word.

4 Here are my choicest treasures hid;
Here my best comfort lies;
Here my desires are satisfied,
And here my hopes arise.

5 Lord, make me understand thy law,
Show what my faults have been,
And from thy Gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.

6 Here would I learn how Christ has died
To save my soul from hell;
Not all the books on earth beside,
, Such heavenly wonders tell.

Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight,
By day to read these wonders o'er,
And meditate by night.

HYMN 2.

[C. M.]

of mercies! in What endless glory shines! For ever be thy name ador'd, For these celestial lines. Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find; Riches above what carth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast; Sublimer sweets than nature knows

Invite the longing taste.

Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys,

Attend the blissful sound.
50 may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.
6 Divine instructor, gracious Lord,
Be thou for ever near;
Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.

"Twas instantly obey'd [stand And through thy goodness all things Which by thy power were made. 3 Lord! for thy glory shine the whole, They all reflect thy light i For this, in course the planets roll, And day succeeds the night. 4 For this, the sun disperses heat And beams of cheering day; And distant stars, in order get,

By night thy pow'r display. 5 For this, the earth its produce yields, For this, the waters flow; And blooming plants adorn the fields, And trees aspiring grow. 6 Insperd with praise, our minds püree This wise and noble end, That all we think, and all we do Shall to thine honour tend.

[C. M.] LET heaven arise, let earth appear,

HYMN 4.
Genesis i.

The heav'n arose, the earth appear'd,
At his creating word.

2 But for nless was the earth, and 1 sid,
Dark, suggish, and confus'd;
Till o'er the mass the Spirit med.

And quick'ning pow'r diffus'.
3 Then spake the Lord Omnipotent

The mandate, "Re there light:"
Light darted forth in vivid rays,
And scatter'd ancient night.
4 The glorious firmament le spread,
To part the carth and sky;
And fix'd the upper clements

Within their spheres on high.
5 He bade the scas together now;
They left the solid land;
And herbs, and planta,and fruitful trees
Sprung forth at his command.

6 Above, he form'd the stars; and plac's Two greater orbs of light; The radiant sun to rule the day,

The moon to rule the night. 7 To all the varied living tribes

He gave their wondrous birth; Soune form'd within the wat'ry deep, Some, from the teeming earth.

B Then, chief e'as all his works below,
Man, honour'd man, was made;
His soul with God's pure image stamp'd,THE
With innocence array'd.
9 Completed now the mighty work,
God his creation view'd:
And, pleas'd with all that he had made,
Pronounc'd it "very good."
HYMN 5.

[II. 1.]
Psalm cxlviii.
Praise from Living Creatures.
BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay,
Let each enraptur'd thought obey,
And praise the' Almighty's name:
Let heaven and earth, and seas and
skies,

[L. M.]

Psalm xix.

spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied suu, from day to day Does his Creator's pow'r display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And, nightly, to the list'ning earth, Repeats the story of her birth; [burn, 4 Whilst all the stars that round he And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5. What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found: 6 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."

HYMN 7.

In one melodious concert rise,
To swell th' inspiring theme.
2 Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound,
While the adoring thrones around
His boundless mercy sing;
Let ev'ry list'ning saint above,
Wake all the tuneful soul of love,
And touch the sweetest string.
3 Whate'er this living world contains,
That wings the air, or treads the plains,

United praise bestow;
Ye tenants of the ocean wide,
Proclaim him through the mighty tide,
And in the deeps below.

III. PROVIDENCE.
HYMN 8.

4 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, ETERNAL source of every joy!
The feeling heart, the judging head,

In beavenly praise employ
Spread HIS tremendous Name around,
While heaven's broad arch rings back
the sound,
The gen'ral burst of joy.
HYMN 6.

Well may thy praise our lips em
ploy,
While in thy temple we appear,
To hail thee, sovereign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy had supports and guides th
whole.

[II. 1.J Psalm cxlviii. Praise from the Elements and Worlds. YE fields of light, celestial plains, TE Where pure, serene effulgence reigns,

[claim,

Yo scenes divinely fair,
Your Maker's wondrous pow'r pro-
Tell how he form'd your shining frame,
And breath'd the fluid air.
2 Join, all ye stars, the vocal choir:
ahou dazzling orb of liquid fire
The mighty chorus aid;
And, soon as ev'ning veils the plain,
Thou moon, prolong the hallow'd strain,
And praise him in the shade.
Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast
abode,

The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness when to veil the skies.
3 The flow'ry spring at thy cominand,
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine,
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours
Through all our coasts redundant stores,
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horror wear. [days,
5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and
Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and ev'ning shade.
5 Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes,
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and years revolve no mos
HYMN 9.
(II. 3.)
Psalm xxiii.
Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's
care;

His presence shall my wants supply.
And guard me with a watchful ey
My noon-day walks he shall attena
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe 1 faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,

Proclaim the glories of thy God;
Ye worlde, declare his mighti
He spake the word, and ye were made,THE
Darkness and dismal chaos fled,
And nature sprung to light.
4 Let every element rejoice;
Ye thunders, burst with awful voice
To him who bids you roll;
Hic praise in softer notes declare,
Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air,
And breathe it to the soul.

To fertile vaies and dewy ineads
My weary wand'ring steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread;
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still':
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful
shade.

HYMN 10.

[C. M.]

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God
My rising surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise!
20 how shall words with equal warmth
The gratitude declare,

That glows within my ravish'd heart!

But thou canst read it there. 3 Thy providence my life sustain'd, And all my wants redrest, When in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast. 4 To all my weak complaints Thy mercy lent an ear, E'er yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer. 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd

and cries

[deaths,

From whom those comforts flow'd. 6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man. 7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and It gently clear'd my way, And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be fear'd than they. 8 When worn with sickness, oft hast With health renew'd my face; And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, Reviv'd my soul with grace. 9 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Has made my cup run o'er; And in a kind and faithful friend

thou

Has doubled all my store.
10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,

That tastes those gifts with joy.
1. Tarough every period of my life
Thy goodness 1f pursue;
And after death, in distant works,

The glorious theme renew.
12 When nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
Thy mercy shall adore,
13 Through all eternity, to thee,
A joyful song I'll raise;
But oh! eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.

HYMN 11.

(in. 1.1
Psalm xxxi. 15.
"My times are in thy hand."

SOVREIGN Ruler of the skies,
Ever gracious, ever wise,
All our times are in thy hand,
All events at thy command.
2 He that form'd us in the womb,
He shall guide us to the tomb;
All our ways shall ever be
Order'd by his wise decree.
3 Times of sickness, times ef health,
Blighting want, and cheerful wealth,
All our pleasures, all our pains,
Come, and end, as God onlains.
4 May we always own thy hand,
Still to the surrender'd stand,
Know that thou art God alone,
We and ours are all thy own!
HYMN 12.

[C. M.] OD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines, With never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his gracious will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage takv The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace, Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain: God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.

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