Page My God, whofe all-pervading eye N * AKED as from the earth we came Nature with all her pow'rs fhall fing. Nor eye hath feen, nor ear hath heard Not different food or different drefs COME all ye fons of Adam and raise * O God, on thee we all depend O God, my Saviour and my King Once more, my foul, the rifing day O praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song P ERPETUAL fource of light and grace Praise to God, immortal praise * Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise Praise to the fov'reign of the sky R AISE your triumphant fongs Remark, my foul, the narrow bounds Rife, rife, my foul, and leave the ground AY, fhould we fearch the globe around SAY Shall the low race of flesh and blood So let our lips and lives exprefs Sov'reign of life, before thine eye Stand up, my foul, shake off thy fears T HE glories of our maker God The Lord of glory reigns supremely great The Lord my pafture shall prepare The spacious firmament on high Thee we adore, eternal God Page 164 155 19 98 103 24 171 W AS pride, alas! e'er made for man Welcome, fweet day of reft 125 50 179 133 95 41 60 6 183 HY M N S FOR PUBLIC WORSHIP. HYMN I. Long Metre. GOD the proper Object of Praife. I. E fons of men, in facred lays, YE Attempt your great Creator's praise: Enthron'd amidit the radiant spheres, To GOD all nature owes it's birth; He form'd this pond'rous globe of earth; A He |