WITH glory clad, with strength arrayed,
The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns,
The world's foundation strongly laid,
And the vast fabric still sustains.
2 How surely 'stablished is Thy throne!
Which shall no change or period see;
For Thou, O Lord, and Thou alone
Art God from all eternity.
3 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice,
And toss the troubled waves on high;
But God above can still their noise,
And make the angry sea comply.
4 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure;
And they that in Thy house would dwell, That happy station to secure,
Must still in holiness excel.
1 NOME, sound His praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.
2 He formed the deeps unknown,
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all His own,
And all the solid ground.
3 O worship at His throne,
And bow before the Lord;
We are His work, and not our own,
He formed us by His word.
4 To day attend His voice,
Nor dare provoke His rod;
Come like the people of His choice,
And own your gracious God.
COME, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King:
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation's Rock we praise.
2 Into His presence let us haste,
To thank Him for His favours past;
To Him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to His Name belongs.
30 let us to His courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
And on our knees devoutly all
Before the Lord our Maker fall.
1 JEHOVAH reigns exalted high,
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky:
Though clouds and darkness veil His feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.
2 O ye that love His holy Name,
Hate every work of sin and shame;
He guards the souls of all His friends,
And from the snares of hell defends.
3 Immortal light and joys unknown
Are for the saints in darkness sown ;
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes.
4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The sacred honours of the Lord;
None but the soul that feels His grace
Can triumph in His holiness.
OY to the world! the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare
Him room,
And heaven and nature sing.
2 Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns; Let men their songs employ;
While fields, and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy.
3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground:
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love.
LL people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell,
Come ye before Him and rejoice.
2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make:
We are His flock, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
3 O enter then His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His Name always,
For it is seemly so to do.
4 For why? the Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
EFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, and He destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,,
He brought us to His fold again.
3 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens 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;
Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years have ceased to move.
THROUGH endless years, Thou art the same,
Thou eternal God!
Ages to come shall know Thy Name,
And spread Thy praise abroad.
2 Soon shall this goodly frame of things,
Formed by Thy powerful hand,
Be like a vesture laid aside,
And changed at Thy command.
3 But Thy eternal state, O God,
No length of time shall waste;
Thy power and wisdom, truth and grace,
From age to age shall last.
4 Thou to the children of Thy saints
Shalt ceaseless blessings give:
They in their fathers' God shall trust,
And in Thy presence live.
MY soul, repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 His power subdues our sins;
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
4 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear His Name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
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