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PHILADELPHIA:

PUBLISHED BY GEORGE, LATIMER & CO

NO. 13 SOUTH FOURTH STREET

1893.

THIS edition of the Hymns is published under the authority of the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, by the Committee for setting forth the Se lection of Psalms in Metre.

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H. U. ONDERDONY Sub-Committee.

JAS. MONTGOMERY.

Phila. Feb. 23, 1833.

STEREOTYPED BY L. JOHNSON.

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I THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 6 Divine instructer, gracious Lord,

HYMN 1. (C. M.)
(REAT God! with wonder and with
On all thy works I look; [praise
But still thy wisdom, pow'r, and grace,
Shine brightest in thy book.

2 The stars, that in their courses roll,
Have much instruction giv'n;
But thy good word informs my soul
How I may soar to heav'n.

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.

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

[died

Here would I learn how Christ has
To save my soul from hell;
Fot all the books on earth beside
Such heav'nly wonders tell.
Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight,

day to read these wonders o'er, And meditate by night.

HYMN 2. (C. M.) ATHER of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines!

or ever be thy name ador'd, For these celestial lines.

"Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find;

iches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.

1 Here the fair tree of knowledge
And yields a free repast; [grows,
Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invite the longing taste.

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heav'nly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.

5 O may these heav'nly pages be
My ever dear delight;

And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.

Be thou for ever near;

Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.

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II. CREATION.
(C. M.)

HYMN 3.

NREAT first of beings! mighty Lord
Of all this wondrous frame!
Produc'd by thy creating word,
The world from nothing came.

2 Thy voice sent forth the high com-
'Twas instantly obey'd; [mand,
And through thy goodness all things
stand,

Which by thy pow'r were made.
3 Lord! for thy glory-shine the whole,
They all reflect thy light:
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 set,.
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 Inspir'd with praise, our minds pur-
This wise and noble end- [sue
That all we think, and all we do,
Shall to thine honour tend.

HYMN 4.

(C. M.) Genesis i

heav'n arise, earth

Proclaim'd th' Eternal Lord:

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

2 But, formless was the earth, and void
Dark, sluggish, and confus'd;
Till o'er the mass the Spirit mov'd,
And quick'ning pow'r diffus'd.
3 Then spake the Lord Omnipotent
The mandate, "Be there light;"
Light darted forth in vivid rays,
Aud scatter'd ancient night.

4 The glorious firmament he spread,
To part the earth and sky;
And fix'd the upper elements
Within their spheres on high.
5 He bade the seas together flow,
They left the solid land:

Darkness and dismal chaos fled.
And nature sprung to light.

And herbs, and plants, and fruitful13 Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast
Sprung forth at his command. [trees, Proclaim the glories of thy God; [abode,
Above, he form'd the stars; and
Ye worlds, declare his might;
Two greater orbs of light; [plac'd He spake the word, and ye were made,
The radiant sur to rule the day,
The moon to rule the night.
7 To all the varied living tribes
He gave their wondrous birth;
Some form'd within the wat'ry deep,
Some, from the teeming earth.
8 Then, chief o'er all his works below,
Man, honour'd man, was made;
His soul with God's pure image
With innocence array'd. [stamp'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.
EGIN, my soul, th' exalted

4 Let every element rejoice;
Ye thunders, burst with awful voice
To him who bids you roll;
His praise in softer notes declare,
Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air,

And breathe it to the soul.

HYMN 7.

(L. M.) Psalm xix..

spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
Their great Original proclaim.
And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,

2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's pow'r display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty hand.

B Let each enraptur & thought obey, 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail,

And praise th' Almighty's name: Let heav'n and earth, and seas and In one melodious concert rise, [skies, To swell th' inspiring theme.

2 Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound,
While all th' 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.

4 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd,
The feeling heart, the judging head,

In heav'nly praise employ;

Spread HIS tremendous Name around,

While heav'n's broad arch rings back
The gen'ral burst of joy. [the sound,

HYMN 6. (II. 1.)
Psalm cxlviii.
Praise from the Elements and Worlds.
YE
E fields of light, celestial plains,
Where pure, serene effulgence
Ye scenes divinely fair, [reigns,
Your Maker's wondrous pow'r pro-
claim,

Tell how he form'd your shining frame,
And breath'd the fluid air.

2 Join, all ye stars, the vocal choir;
Thou dazzling orb of liquid fire

The moon takes up the wondrous tale;
And, nightly, to the list'ning earth,
Repeats the story of her birth;

4 Whilst all the stars that round her
And all the planets in their turn,[burn,
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."

III. PROVIDENCE.
HYMN 8. (L. M.)
TERNAL source of every joy!

E Well may thy praise our lips em
While in thy temple we appear, [ploy
To hail thee sov'reign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole.
And darkness when to veil the skies.

3 The flow'ry spring, at thy command,
The summer rays with vigour shine
Perfumes the air, and paints the land,
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours
Thro' all our coasts redundant stores,
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horror wear.

The mighty chorus aid;
And, soon as ev'ring veils the plain, 5
Thou moon, prolong the hallow'd

Seasons, and months, and weeks and days,

And praise him in the shade. [strain, I Demand successive songs of praise:

And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and ev'ning shade.
6 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 more.
HYMN 9. (II. 3.)
Psalm xxiii.

HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
Tand feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
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.)
WMy rising soul surveys,
THEN all thy mercies, O my God,
fransported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise!
O how shall words, with equal
The gratitude declare, [warmth,
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 and cries
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

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.

9 Thy bounteous hand with worldly
Has made my cup run o'er; [bliss
And in a kind and faithful friend
Has doubled all my store.
10 Ten thousand thousand precious
My daily thanks employ; [gifts
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.
11 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

12 When nature fails, and day and
Divide thy works no more, [night
My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
Thy mercy shall adore.

13 Through all eternity, to thee
But oh! eternity's too short
A joyful song I'll raise;
To utter all thy praise.

HYMN 11.

(III. 1.)
Psalm xxxi. 15.
"My times are in thy hand."
SOVREIGN Ruler of the skies.
All our times are in thy hand,
Ever gracious, ever wise,
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.

Blighting want, and cheerful wealth,
3 Times of sickness, times of health,
All our pleasures, all our pains,
Come, and end, as God ordains.
4 May we always own thy hand,
Still to thee 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
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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 take:
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,
thou
Unfolding every hour:
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.

Through hidden dangers, toils, and
It gently clear'd my way; [deaths,
And through the pleasing snares of
More to be fear'd than they. [vice,
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.