And the whole race of creatures ftands,

Waiting their portion from thy hands. 2 If thou the vital air deny,

Behold them ficken, faint and die;
Duft to its kindred dust returns,

And earth her ruin'd offspring mourns. 3 But thou canst breathe on dust again,

And fill the world with beasts and men :
A word of thy creating breath

Repairs the waste of time and death. 4 Thy glory, fearless of decline,

Thy glory, Lord, shall ever shine ;
Thy works, the honour of thy might,

Are honour'd with thy own delight.
5 Earth at thy look shall trembling stand,

Conscious of sovereign power at hand;
And, touch'd by thy vindictive stroke,

The everlasting mountains smoke. 6 In thee our hopes and wishes meet,

And make our contemplations sweet;
Thy praises shall our breath employ,
Till we shall rise to endless joy.

WATTS and MERRICK. Psalm CIV. Fourth Part. L. M. [>

The Voice of the Creatures proclaiming God. T This earth and air, and feas, and skie See, from the clouds his glory breaks,

When the first beams of morning rise! 2 Behold the fun serenely bright,

O'er the wide world's extended frame,
Inscribes, in characters of light,
His mighty Maker's glorious name.

3 Diffusing life, his influence spreads,

And health and plenty smile around;
The fruitful fields and verdant meads

Are with a thousand blessings crown’d.
4 Almighty goodness, power divine,

The fields and verdant meads display, And bless the hand which made then thine With various charms, profusely gay. 5 For man and beast, here, daily food In wide extenfive plenty grows; And there, for drink, the crystal flood in streams, sweet winding, gently flows. 6 By cooling streams and soft'ning showers, The vegetable race are fed ; And trees, and plants, and herbs, and flowers,

Their Maker's constant bounty spread. 7 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad,

And trace creation's wonders o'er,
Confess the footsteps of our God;
Come, bow before him, and adore.

Mrs. STEELE.

B Kejoice in his name,

Pralm Civ. Particular Metre. [X]

PART

I.
LESS , ,

Rejoice name,
And let my glad voice

Thy greatness proclaim ;
Surpassing in honour,

Dominion and might;
Thy throne is the heaven,
Thy robe is the light.

2 The sky we behold,

A curtain display'd,
The chambers of heaven

On waters are laid.
The clouds are a chariot

Thy glory to bear,
On winds thou art wafted,

Thoit ridet on air. 3 As rapid as fire,

Thy angels on high
Convey thy commands,

Thy minifters fly.
The earth, on its basis

Eternal fustain'd,
Is fix'd in the station

Thy wisdom ordain'd.
4
The world, when at firm

Of chaos compos'd,
Was void, 'without form,

In waters enclos'd ;
Thiy voice, how majestic,
In thunder was heard

;
The waters fubfided,

The mountains appear'd.

PART II. 5 Thy providence fix'd

The ffream and its source;
The fea knows its bounds,

The rivers their course.
Convey'd through dark channels,

Springs rise on the hills,
They burst in the fountains,

They fall in the rills.

6 The beasts of the wild

Their forest forfake
The herd quits the field,

To drink of the lake :
On tree6 crown’d with blossoms,

Its margin along,
Birds, warbling sweet music,

Praise GOD in their song, 7 Descending on hills,

Clouds plenteousness pour ;
All nature revives,
Earth smiles in the shower

3
A garment of verdure

Apparels the plain ;
Fruits swell in the garden,

Fields wave with their grain,
8 With moisture refresh’d,

The vine yields its fruit,
'Tis balm to our hearts,

To health a recruit.
With pleafure we gather

The richness of oil;
Tis strength to our body,
Support to our toil.

PART III.
9 The trees full of sap,

With joy rear their head,
The cedars their boughs

O'er Lebanon fpread,
Secure in the covert

The bird flies for rest,
She sings on the branches,

She broods on the nest.

10 The pine yields a home

The fiork to secure :
The goat on the crag

Defies the pursuer.
Even creatures too feeble

Themselves to defend,
On caves and concealment

For safety depend.
11 The moon, by thy law,

Increases and wanes :
The sun keeps the course

Thy wisdom ordains.
By night the fierce lion

Roams wide for his prey,
But flies to his cavern

When morn brings the day, .12 Then man with the sun

His labour renews,
Till ev'ning arrives,

That labour pursues.
Such, Lord, is the wisdom

Thy works all proclaim ;
Let earth, crown'd with riches,
Rejoice in thy name!

PART IV, 13 Nor here only, Lord,

Thy might we adore,
The sea owns thy hand,

Thy wisdom and power ;
Their tribes without number,

Thy creatures, refort;
Leviathans gambol,

And whales take their sporte