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PRAISE TO GOD FROM ALL NATURE.
1 O AZURE vaults! O crystal sky!
The world's transparent canopy!
From whom all joy, all beauty springs;
Rules the bright empire of the day;
By God's command your influence; Resign to him, as to your Maker due, That homage which man's folly pays to you. 5 Ye mists and vapours, hail and snow,
And you who through the concave blow, Swift to perform the mandates of his word, Whirlwinds and tempests ! praise the almighty
6 Praise him, ye monsters of the deep,
That in the sea's vast bosom sleep: At whose command the foaming billows roar; Yet know their limits, tremble, and adore,
7 Praise him, old monuments of time !
O praise him, ye in youthful prime! All ye who shine in beauty's excellence!
And praise him, thou sweet age of innocence ! 8 Let the wide world his praises sing,
From whom its various blessings spring; Let echoing anthems make his praises known, On earth his footstool, as in heaven his throne.
FALLEN is thy throne, O Israel ;
Silence is o'er thy plains ;
Thy children weep in chains.
On Elim's barren shore ?
Now lights thy path no more.
THE CHRISTIAN ISRAEL.
1 O PRAISE our great and glorious Lord,
And call upon his name;
His mighty acts proclaim.
Tell how he led his chosen race
To Canaan's promised land; Tell how his covenant of grace
Unchanged shall ever stand.
2 He gave the shadowing cloud by day,
The moving fire by night:
He made their darkness light.
A Saviour ever nigh? The same clear light
to guide our feet, The Day-spring from on high?
3 We, too, have manna from above,
"The bread that came from Heaven;' To us the same kind hand of love
Hath living waters given.
In rich abundance flows :
Who life and health bestows.
4 O let us prize this blessed food,
And trust our heavenly guide;
Serene as Jordan's tide;
The land of peace and rest,
In God's own presence blest.
SONG OF SIMEON.--Luke ii. 29.
1 'Tis enough—the hour is come;
Now within the silent tomb
God of truth, and God of love! 2 Since at length my aged eye
Sees the day-spring from on high !
Turn their darkness into day.
Lo! the nations bow the knee;
Thou Child divine, Immanuel,
Welcome unto thy humble manger, With heartfelt joy thy birth we hail,
And greet with songs the heavenly stranger ; Our doubts and fears and sadness
Are turned to joy and gladness; Good will to men, and peace on earth,
Are now declared by a Saviour's birth. Hosanna! Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord !
Go forth to the mount, bring the olive branch home, And rejoice, for the day of our freedom is come! From that day when the moon, upon Ajalon's vale Looking motionless down, saw the kings of the
earth In the presence of God's mighty champion grow
pale, Oh never had Judah an hour of such mirth!
Go forth to the mount, bring the olive branch home, And rejoice, for the day of our freedom is come!