138. 10s. & 11s. PARK. 1 My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name! His mercies record, his bounties proclaim: To God, their Creator, let all creatures raise The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise! 2 Tho' hid from man's sight God sits on his throne, Yet here by his works their author is known : The world shines a mirror its Maker to show, And heaven views its image reflected below. 3 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine, God governs this earth with gracious design; O'er beast, bird, and insect his providence reigns, Whose will first created, whose love still sustains. 4 And man, his last work, with reason endued, Who, falling through sin, by grace is renewed; To God, his Creator, let man ever raise The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise! 1 To GOD, the only wise, Our Savior and our King, Let all the saints below the skies 2 "Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, WATTS. Preserves us safe from sin and death, 3 He will present our souls, 4 To our Redeemer God 140. S. M. WATTS. 1 O LORD, our heavenly King, Thy glories round the earth are spread, 2 When to thy works on high 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, 4 Lord, what is feeble man, That thou should'st love him so! 5 How rich thy bounties are! And wond'rous are thy ways; Of dust and worms thy power can frame 1 GIVE to our God immortal praise ; 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, WATTS. 3 He sent his Son with power to save Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more. 142. 7s. M. RYLAND. 1 SOVEREIGN Ruler of the skies, All my times are in thy hand, 2 Thou didst form me by thy power, Ordered by thy wise decree; 3 Times of sickness, times of health, 4 Times temptation's power to prove, 143. S. M. MRS. STEELE. 1 My Maker and my King, To thee my all I owe : Thy sovereign bounty is the spring, 2 Thou ever good and kind! 3 The creature of thy hand, 4 O let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; 144. L. M. WATTS. 1 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens, where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 2 My heart is fixed, my song shall raise Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, 3 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, 145. C. M. WATTS. 1 JESUS! I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to my ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud, That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 30 may thy grace still cheer my heart! 4 I'll speak the honors of thy name, And speechless, clasp thee to my arms, |