6 Then he adorn'd the upper skies: Behold the sun appears;

The moon and stars in order rise,
To mark out months and years.
7 Out of the deep th' Almighty King
Did vital beings frame;

The painted fowls of ev'ry wing,
And fish of ev'ry name.]

8 He gave the lion and the worm
At once their wondrous birth;
And grazing beasts, of various form,
Rose from the teeming earth.
9 Adam was form'd of equal clay,
Though sov'reign of the rest,
Design'd for nobler ends than they,
With God's own image blest.

10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye,
The young creation stood;

He saw the building from on high,
His word pronounc'd it good.

11 Lord, while the frame of nature stands,
Thy praise shall fill my tongue ;
But the new world of grace demands
A more exalted song.

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PSALM 139. 2d Part. L. M.

Armley, Limehouse.

The wonderful formation of man.

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1 'TWAS from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame;

In me thy fearful wonders shine,

And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book.

3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, And what thy sov'reign counsels fram'd (The breathing lungs, the beating heart) Were copy'd with unerring art. 4 At last, to shew my Maker's name, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members to the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man: Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise.

PAUSE.

6 Lord, since in my advancing age
I've acted on life's busy stage,
Thy thoughts of love to me surmount
The pow'r of numbers to recount.

7 I could survey the ocean o'er,

And count each sand that makes the shore,
Before my swiftest thoughts could trace
The num'rous wonders of thy grace.

8 These on my heart are still impress'd,
With these I give mine eyes to rest;
And at my waking hour I find
God and his love possess my mind.

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PSALM 33. 1st Part. C. M.

Wareham, Devizes, Cambridge.
Works of Creation and Providence.

1 REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work belongs to you:

Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy, just, and true!

2 His mercy and his righteousness
Let heaven and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.

3 His wisdom and almighty word The heavenly arches spread: And by the Spirit of the Lord

Their shining hosts were made. 4 He bade the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep;

The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.

5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before him stand:
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.

6 He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs :
His counsel stands through every age,
And in full glory shines.

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PSALM 33. P. M.

St. Hellens, Psalm 46.

Works of creation and providence.

1 YE holy souls, in God rejoice,

Your Maker's praise becomes your voice;
Great is your theme, your songs be new :
Sing of his name, his word, his ways,
His works of nature, and of grace,
How wise and holy, just and true!

2 Justice and truth he ever loves,
And the whole earth his goodness proves ;
His word the heavenly arches spread.
How wide they shine from north to south!
And by the spirit of his mouth

Were all the starry armies made.

3 He gathers the wide flowing seas, (Those wat❜ry treasures know their place) In the vast store-house of the deep :

He spake, and gave all nature birth,
And fires and seas, and heav'n and earth
His everlasting orders keep.

4 Let mortals tremble, and adore

A God of such resistless pow'r,

Nor dare indulge their feeble rage: Vain are their thoughts and weak their hands, But his eternal counsel stands,

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And rules the world from age to age.

PSALM 104. L. M.

Gloucester, Bath, Italy.

The glory of God in creation and providence. 1 MY soul, thy great Creator praise: When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears,

And, like a robe, his glory wears.

[NOTE. This Psalm may be sung to a different metre, by adding the following two lines to every stanza, viz.

Great is the Lord; what tongue can frame
An equal honour to his name.]

2 The heavens are for his curtain spread;
Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed:
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies
On winged storms across the skies.

3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires,
His ministers, are flaming fires;

And swift as thought their armies move
To bear his vengeance or his love.

4 The world's foundations by his hand
. Are pois'd, and shall forever stand;
He binds the ocean in his chain,
Lest it should drown the earth again.
5 When earth was cover'd with the flood,
Which high above the mountains stood,

He thunder'd, and the ocean fled,
Confin'd to its appointed bed.

6 The swelling billows know their bounds,
And in their channels walk their rounds;
Yet thence convey'd by secret veins,
They spring on hills, and drench the plains.
7 He bids the crystal fountains flow,
And cheer the vallies as they go;
Tame heifers there their thirst allay,
And for the stream wild asses bray.
8 From pleasant trees, which shade the brink,
The lark and linnet like to drink;
Their songs the lark and linnet raise,
And chide our silence in his praise.
PAUSE I.

9 God, from his cloudy cistern, pours
On the parch'd earth, enriching showers;
The grove, the garden, and the field,
A thousand joyful blessings yield.
10 He makes the grassy food arise,

And gives the cattle large supplies;
With herbs for man, of various power,
To nourish nature, or to cure.

11 What noble fruit the vines produce!
The olive yields a shining juice;
Our hearts are cheer'd with generous wine,
With inward joy our faces shine.

12 O bless his name, ye nations, fed
With nature's chief supporter, bread!
While bread your vital strength imparts,
Serve him with vigour in your hearts.
PAUSE II.

13 Behold the stately cedar stands,
Rais'd in the forest by his hands;
Birds to the boughs for shelter fly,
And build their nests secure on high.