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FIRST VERSION. V. 1 3 4, 8.

God's condescension to man.

1 O LORD, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.

2 When to thy works on high
I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies:-

3 When I survey the stars

And all their shining forms;-
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?

4 Lord, what is worthless man,
That thou should'st love him so?
Next to thine angels is he placed,
And lord of all below.

5 How rich thy bounties are!
How wondrous are thy ways!

Of meanest things thy power can frame,
A monument of praise.

6 O Lord, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And c'er the heavens they shine.

SECOND VERSION. V. 1-5, 9.

Christ's condescension, and glorification.

1 O LORD, our Lord, how wondrous grea
Is thine exalted name!

The glories of thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.

2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light:-
3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That thou should'st visit him with grace,
And love his nature so?

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4 That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm!

5 Let him be crowned with majesty.
Who bowed his head to death;
And be his honors sounded high,
By all things that have breath.
6 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!

The glories of thy heavenly state,
Let the whole earth proclaim.

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THIRD VERSION. V. 1, 5-9.
1 O LORD, our Lord, in power divine,
How great is thy illustrious name!
Through all the earth thy glories shine,
Placed high above the heavenly frame.
2 Down from his throne thy Son descends,
A little time our form to wear:
Beneath th' angelic hosts he bends,
Our sufferings and our guilt to bear.
3 But, lo! thy power exalts him high,
In glorious dignity enthroned!
He bears our nature to the sky,

O'er all thy works the ruler crowned.

4 Jesus, the man, in glory sits,
Creation at his feet obeys:
To him each living tribe submits,
Natives of earth, or air, or seas.

5 Jesus, our Lord, in power divine,
How great is thy illustrious name!
Through all the earth thy glories shine,-
Let the whole earth resound thy fame!

FOURTH VERSION. V. 1, 2.

Children praising God.

1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

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Through the wide earth thy name is spread,
And thine eternal glories rise,

O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.

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2 To thee the voices of the young
Triumphant notes of honor raise,
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policy confound.

4 Children amid thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
5 The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring:
Revenge sits silent in their breasts,
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.

FIFTH VERSION. V. 48.

Adam and Christ, lords of the old and new creation.
1 LORD, what was Man when made at first,
Adam, the offspring of the dust,

That thou shouldst set him and his race,
But just below an angel's place ;—

2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below,
Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?

3 But O! what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honors shall thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!

4 See him below his angels made,
See him in dust among the dead,
To save a ruined world from sin:
Yet he shall reign with power divine.

5 The world to come, redeemed from all
The miseries that attend the fall,
New made, and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

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FIRST VERSION. V. 1, 2, 7-12.

Wrath and mercy from the judgment-seat.

1 WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song,
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;

Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace:
My God prepares his throne
To judge the world in righteousness
And make his vengeance known
3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor oppressed;
To save the people of his love,
And give the weary rest.

4 The men that know thy name will trust
In thine abundant grace:

For thou dost ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.

5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill,

Who executes his threatening word,
And doth his grace fulfill.

SECOND VERSION. V. 12-15, 18, 19.

The wisdom and equity of Providence.

1 WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just
Shall once inquire for blood,

The humble souls, that mourn in dust,
Shall find a faithful God.

2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Doth his own children raise:
In Zion's gates with cheerful breath
They sing their Father's praise.

3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;
And sinners perish in the net,

That their own hands have spread.

4 Though saints to sore distress are brought
And wait and long complain,
Their cries shall never be forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.

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5 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,
To judge and save the poor:
Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.

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FIRST VERSION. V. 1-3, 12, 17, 18.

Saints saved and oppressors punished.

1 WHY doth the Lord stand off so far,
And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?

2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?

3 Arise, O God! lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry:

No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause thine ear to hear;
Wilt mark whate'er thy children say,
And put the world in fear.

5 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress
No more despise the just;

And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

SECOND VERSION. V. 16-18.

Jehovah, the avenger of the oppressed.
1 JEHOVAH reigns-your tribute bring;
Proclaim the Lord, th' eternal King:
Crown him, ye saints, with holy joy,
His arm shall all your foes destroy.
2 Thou, Lord, ere yet the humble inınd
Had formed to prayer the wish designed,
Hast heard the secret sigh arise,
While, swift to aid, thy mercy flies.

3 Thy Spirit shall their hearts prepare;
Thine ear shall listen to their prayer:

Thou righteous Judge! thou Power divine!
On thee the fatherless recline.

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