5 [Let all the earth-born race,
And monsters of the deep,-
And fish that cleave the seas,
Or in their bosom sleep,

From sea and shore
Their tribute pay;
And still display

Their Maker's power.

6 Ye vapours, hail and snow,
Praise ye th' Almighty Lord,
And stormy winds, that blow
To execute his word.

When lightnings shine,
And thunders roar,
Let earth adore

His hand divine.

7 Ye mountains near the skies,
With lofty cedars there,
And trees of humbler size,
That fruit in plenty bear;-
Beasts wild and tame,
Birds, flies, and worins,
In various forms,-
Exalt his name.]

8 Ye kings and judges, fear
The Lord, the sovereign King;

L. M. Paraphrased. Old Hundred. [*]

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Universal Praise to God.

LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord,

From distant worlds where creatures dwell;

Let heaven begin the solemn word,

And sound it dreadful-down to hell.

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

Each of his works his name displays,
But they can ne'er fulfill his praise.]

2 [The Lord-how absolute he reigns!
Let every angel bend the knee :
Sing of his love in heavenly strains;
And speak how fierce his terrors be.

3 High on a throne his glories dwell,—
An awful throne of shining bliss ;
o Fly through the world, O sun, and tell
How dark thy beams compared to his.

J.

4 [A wake, ye tempests, and his fame,
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name,
Fill every gentler breeze of air.

5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth, and rolling sea,
In this eternal song conspire. 157,

6 Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill;
Valleys, lie low before his eye;
And let his praise, from every hill,
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky.
7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches, and adore:
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains;
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.

8 Birds, ye must make his praise your theme;
Nature demands a song from you;
While the dumb fish, that cut the stream,
Leap up and mean his praises too.]

-9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
e When nature all around you sings;
u O for a shout-from old and young,-
From humble swains, and lofty kings.
g 10 Wide-as his vast dominion lies-
Make the Creator's name be known:
u Loud-as his thunder-shout his praise,
g And sound it lofty- as his throne.
e 11 JEHOVAH 'tis a glorious word-
O may it dwell on every tongue!

o But saints, who best have known the Lord,
Are bound to raise the noblest song.

o 12 Speak of the wonders of that love, Which Gabriel plays on every chord!

u From all below and all above, Loud hallelujahs to the Lord.

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S. M. St. Thomas's. [*]

Universal Praise.

ET every creature join,

To praise

th' eternal God; ''-'

Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin,

And sound his name abroad.

T

2 Thou sun, with golden beams
And moon, with paler rays,
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.

3 He built those worlds above,

And fixed their wondrous frame; By his command they stand or move, And ever speak his name. 1972

4 Ye vapours, when you rise,

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Or fall in showers, or snow,
Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies,
His power and glory show.

5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire,
Agree to praise the Lord,-

When ye in dreadful storins conspire
To execute his word."

6 By all his works above

His honours be expressed;

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But saints, who taste his saving love,
Should sing his praises best.

PAUSE-1.

7 [Let earth and ocean know, They owe their Maker praise: Praise him, ye watery worlds below, And monsters of the seas.

8 From mountains near the sky, Let his high praise resound; From humble shrubs, and cedars high, And vales and fields around."

9 Ye lions of the wood,

And tamer beasts that graze,

Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praise.
10 Ye birds of lofty wing,
On high his praises bear;

Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing
Your Maker's glory there.

11 Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wisdom show;

And flies in all your shining swarms,
Praise him who dressed you so.

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12 By all the earth-born race,
His honours be expressed.-

But saints, who know his heavenly grace,
Should learn to praise him best.

PAUSE II.

13 Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye th' eternal King:
Judges, adore that sovereign hand,
Whence all your honours spring.
14 Let vigorous youth engage,
To sound his praises high:
While growing babes, and withering age,
Their feebler voices try.

15 United zeal be shown

His wondrous fame to raise : God is the Lord: his name alone Deserves our endless praise.

16 Let nature join with art,

And all pronounce him blest:
But saints, who dwell so near his heart,
Should sing his praises best.]

PSALM 149. C. M. Arundel. [*]
The Saints judging the World.

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LL who love the Lord, rejoice,
And let your songs be new;

Amidst the church, with cheerful voice,
His later wonders shew.

2 The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;
And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King,

3 The Lord takes pleasure in the jus`.
Whom sinners treat with scorn:
The meek, who lie despised in dust,
Salvation shall adorn.

-4 Saints should be joyful in their King,
Ev'n on a dying bed;

And, like the souls in glory, sing:

For God shall raise the dead.

o 5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues, Their hands shall wield the sword;