Parent of all! Omnipotent
Parent of good, thy works of might
Patience, O 'tis a grace divine
Perfection!-'Tis an empty name
Perpetual source of light and grace
Praise, O praise the name divine
Praise to God, immortal praise
Praise to thy name, Eternal God
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire
Prepared the trumpet's call to greet
Rise, O my soul! the hours review
Watts 260
Doddridge 275
Barbauld 48
Watts 231
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Salt of the earth, ye virtuous few
Say, who can e'er divide us more
"See how he loved," exclaimed the Jews
See, in the vineyard of the Lord
See the leaves around us falling
Shine, Mighty God, on Britain shine
Shine on our souls, Eternal God
Should the rising whirlwinds tear
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name
Sing to the Lord in joyful strains
Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares.
Soft are the fruitful showers that bring
Songs of immortal praise belong
Soon will our fleeting hours be past
Sovereign of life, before thine eye
Spirit of Charity, dispense
"Stand still, refulgent orb of day"
Sunk in the deepest gloom of night
Supreme in wisdom as in power
Supreme o'er all Jehovah reigns
Sweet is the scene when Virtue dies
Sweet is the work, my God, my King
Barbauld 225 H. Moore 170 Watts 40 237 Doddridge 265 Cowper 156 Butcher 250
* "Take, eat," the blessed Saviour said
The gifts indulgent Heaven bestows
The God of nature and of grace
The heavenly spheres to Thee, O God
The Lord! how tender is his love
The Lord my pasture shall prepare
The Lord receives his highest praise
The Mighty God, at whose supreme
The morning flowers display their sweets S. Wesley 188
The morning hours of cheerful light
The night-wrapt thief in secret lurks
The offerings of thy throne, which rise
The path of sorrow, and that path alone
There is a land of pure delight
There's nothing bright above, below
These mortal joys; how soon they fade
The spacious firmament on high
The swift-declining day
Cowper 122
Watts 208
T. Moore 120
Doddridge 199
Doddridge 185
Wesley 31
Barbauld 22
Steele 239
T. Moore 37
Wm. Scott 245
Thine, Lord, is wisdom, thine alone
This earthly globe, the creature of a day
Those happy realms of joy and peace
Thou art, O God, the life and light
Though early in the morn of youth
Though now, ye just, the time appears
Though oft we hear the joyful sound
Though perfect eloquence adorned
Thou restless globe of golden light
Thou year of massacre, farewell
Through error's maze, through folly's night
Through sorrow's night, and danger's path
H. K. White 193
Berridge 27
Sowden 103
Thy goodness, Lord! our souls confess
Thy goodness Lord! while we survey
"Tis God that lifts our comforts high
To be resigned when ills betide
To Thee, the universal King
Welcome! sweet day of rest
We need no painting's gaudy shew
What is our God, or what his name
*What madness ruled his guilty mind
When all thy mercies, O my God
When, as returns this solemn day
When human hopes and joys depart
When I can read my title clear
When I survey life's varied scene
When, like a stranger on our sphere
When, Lord, with curious eye, we view
When musing sorrow weeps the past
When raging tempests fill the air
When sickness shakes the languid frame
When the last trumpet's aweful voice
When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
While darkness reigns beneath the pole Dr.Barnes 202
While martial cries are heard around
While Thee we seek, protecting power
While, with ceaseless course, the sun J. Newton 174
Who gave the sun his noon-day light
Who shall ascend to Zion's hill
Why does the will of heaven ordain
Within a gloomy cell
With sacred joy we lift our eyes
With transport, Lord! we view the page
Ye followers of the Prince of Peace
Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell
Ye humble souls that seek the Lord
Ye mourning saints, whose streaming
Ye servants of the Lord
Yes, there's a better world on high
Yet a few years, or days perhaps
Ye works of God, on Him alone
Beddome 242 Doddridge 211 Doddridge 82 tears Doddridge 269 Doddridge 90 Grigg 118 Hawkesworth 298 Merrick 9
God the creator of the universe.
JEHOVAH reigns, let every nation hear,
And at his footstool bow with holy fear;
Let heaven's high arches, echo with his name,
And the wide peopled earth his praise proclaim; Then send it down to hell's deep glooms resounding, Through all her caves in dreadful murmurs sounding.
2 He rules with wide and absolute command,
O'er the broad ocean and the stedfast land;
JEHOVAH reigns, unbounded and alone,
And all creation hangs beneath his throne:
He reigns alone; let no inferior nature
Usurp, or share the throne of the Creator.
3 He saw the struggling beams of infant light Shoot through the massy gloom of ancient night; His spirit hushed the elemental strife,
And brooded o'er the kindling seeds of life; Seasons and months began the long procession, And measured o'er the year in bright succession.
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