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is our Heavenly King,?Who reigns above the sky!?How shall a child presume to sing?His dreadful majesty?
2 How great his power is none can tell,?Nor think how large his grace;?Not men below, nor saints that dwell?On high before his face.
3 Not angels that stand round the Lord?Can search his secret will;?But they perform his heavenly word,?And sing his praises still.
4 Then let me join this holy train,?And my first offerings bring;?Th' eternal God will not disdain?To hear an infant sing.
5 My heart resolves, my tongue obeys,?And angels shall rejoice?To hear their mighty Maker's praise?Sound from a feeble voice.
Song 2.?Praise for Creation and Providence.
1 I sing th' almighty power of God,?That made the mountains rise,?That spread the flowing seas abroad,?And built the lofty skies.
2 I sing the wisdom that ordain'd?The sun to rule the day;?The moon shines full at his command,?And all the stars obey.
3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,?That fill'd the earth with food;?He form'd the creatures with his Word,?And then pronounced them good.
4 Lord, how thy wonders are display'd?Where'er I turn mine eye,?If I survey the ground I tread,?Or gaze upon the sky.
5 There's not a plant or flower below?But makes thy glories known;?And clouds arise and tempests blow?By order from thy throne.
6 Creatures (as num'rous as they be)?Are subject to thy care:?There's not a place where we can flee,?But God is present there.
7 In heaven he shines with beams of love,?With wrath in hell beneath:?'Tis on his earth I stand or move,?And 'tis his air I breathe.
8 His hand is my perpetual guard,?He keeps me with his eye:?Why should I then forget the Lord?Who is for ever nigh?
Song 3.?Praise to God for our Redemption.
1 Blest be the wisdom and the power,?The justice and the grace,?That join'd in council to restore?And save our ruin'd race!
2 Our father eat forbidden fruit,?And from his glory fell;?And we, his children, thus were brought?To death, and near to hell.
3 Blest be the Lord, that sent his Son?To take our flesh and blood;?He for our lives gave up his own,?To make our peace with God.
4 He honour'd all his Father's laws,?Which we have disobey'd;?He bore our sins upon the cross,?And our full ransom paid.
5 Behold him rising from the grave;?Behold him rais'd on high:?He pleads his merits there to save?Transgressors doom'd to die.
6 There on a glorious throne, he reigns,?And by his power divine?Redeems us from the slavish chains?Of Satan, and of sin.
7 Thence shall the Lord to judgment come,?And, with a sovereign voice,?Shall call, and break up every tomb,?While waking saints rejoice.
8 O may I then with joy appear?Before the Judge's face,?And, with the blest assembly there,?Sing his redeeming grace!
Song 4.?Praise for Mercies Spiritual and Temporal.
1 Whene'er I take my walks abroad,?How many poor I see??What shall I render to my God?For all his gifts to me?
2 Not more than others I deserve,?Yet God hath given me more;?For I have food, while others starve,?Or beg from door to door.
3 How many children in the street?Half naked I behold??While I am clothed from head to feet,?And cover'd from the cold.
4 While some poor wretches scarce can tell?Where they may lay their head,?I have a home wherein to dwell,?And rest upon my bed.
5 While others early learn to swear,?And curse, and lie, and steal,?Lord, I am taught thy name to fear,?And do thy holy will.
6 Are these thy favours, day by day?To me above the rest??Then let me love thee more than they,?And try to serve thee best.
Song 5.?Praise for Birth and Education in a Christian Land.
1 Great God, to thee my voice I raise,?To thee my youngest hours belong;?I would begin my life with praise,?Till growing years improve the song.
2 'Tis to thy soveraign grace I owe,?That I was born on Brittish ground,?Where streams of heavenly mercy flow,?And words of sweet salvation sound.
3 I would not change my native land?For rich Peru, with all her gold:?A nobler prize lies in my hand?Than East or Western Indies hold.
4 How do I pity those that dwell?Where ignorance and darkness reigns;?They know no heav'n, they fear no hell,?Those endless joys, those endless pains.
5 Thy glorious promises, O Lord,?Kindle my hope and my desire;?While all the preachers of thy word?Warn me t' escape eternal fire.
6 Thy praise shall still employ my breath,?Since thou hast mark'd my way to heaven;?Nor will I run the road to death,?And wast the blessings thou hast given.
Song 6.?Praise for the Gospel.
1 Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace,?And not to chance as others do,?That I was born of Christian race,?And not a Heathen, or a Jew.
2 What would the ancient Jewish kings,?And Jewish prophets once have given,?Could they have heard these glorious things,?Which Christ reveal'd, and brought from heav'n!
3 How glad the Heathens would have been,?That worship idols, wood, and stone,?If they the book of God had seen,?Or Jesus and his gospel