5 Wind, hail, and flaming fire!
Agree to praise the Lord,

When ye in dreadful storms conspire
To execute his word.

6 By all his works above,
His honors be expressed;

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

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Praise from all Creatures.

tribes of Adam! join

With heaven, and earth, and seas, And offer notes divine

To your Creator's praise :

Ye holy throng

Of angels bright!
In worlds of light,

Begin the song.

2 Thou sun, with dazzling rays!

And moon that rules the night!
Shine to your Maker's praise,
With stars of twinkling light.
His power declare,
Ye floods on high!
And clouds that fly

In empty air!

3 The shining worlds above
In glorious order stand,
Or in swift courses move,
By his supreme command:
He spake the word,
And all their frame,
From nothing came
To praise the Lord.

4 Let all the nations fear

The God who rules above;

He brings his people near,

And makes them taste his love:

While earth and sky
Attempt his praise,
His saints shall raise

His honors high.

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PSALM 148, C. P. M.
Praise from all Creatures.

BEGIN, my soul! th' exalted lay;
Let each enraptured thought obey,
And praise th' Almighty's name;
Lo! heaven, and earth, and seas, and skies,
In one melodious concert rise,

To swell th' inspiring theme.

2 Thou heaven of heavens !—his vast abode,
Ye clouds! proclaim your Maker, God,―
Ye thunders! speak his power:
Lo! on the lightning's fiery wing,
In triumph, walks th' eternal King-
Th' astonished worlds adore.

f" 3 Ye deeps! with roaring billows rise,
To join the thunders of the skies ;-
Praise him who bids you roll;
His praise in softer notes declare,
Each whispering breeze of yielding air!
And breathe it to the soul.

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4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs! and sing;-
Ye feathered warblers of the spring!

Harmonious anthems raise

To him, who shaped your finer mould,
Who tipped your glittering wings with gold,
And tuned your voice to praise.

5 Let man, by nobler passions swayed,-
Let man, in God's own image made,
His breath, in praise, employ;
Spread wide his Maker's name around,
Till heaven shall echo back the sound,
In songs of holy joy.

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PSALM 148, 8s and 7s.

Praise to God.

PRAISE the Lord;-ye heavens! adore him!
Praise him, angels in the height!
Sun and moon! rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light!
2 Praise the Lord, for he has spoken;
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws, which never can be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.

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3 Praise the Lord,-for he is glorious;
Never shall his promise fail;
God hath made his saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.
4 Praise the God of our salvation;

Hosts on high! his power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation!
Praise and magnify his name.

PSALM 148, 7s.

Praise for the Works of Creation.
ERALDS of creation! cry,

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"Praise the Lord-the Lord most high!
Heaven and earth! obey the call,
Praise the Lord-the Lord of all.

2 For he spake, and forth from night
Sprang the universe to light;
He commanded-nature heard,
And stood fast upon his word.
3 Praise him, all ye hosts above,—
Spirits perfected in love!

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Sun and moon! your anthems raise,
Sing, ye stars! your Maker's praise.

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The Saints judging the World.
LL ye who love the Lord! rejoice,
And let your songs be new;
Amid the church, with cheerful voice,
His later wonders show.

2 The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;

And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King.

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Whom sinners treat with scorn;

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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.

5 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends,
And bids the world appear,

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Thrones are prepared for all his friends
Who humbly loved him here.

PSALM 150, C. M.

Public and universal Praise.

1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise;
His grace he there reveals;

To heaven your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.

2 Let all your sacred passions move,
While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love
Your highest praise exceeds.

3 All that have motion, life and breath!
Proclaim your Maker blest;

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Yet, when my voice expires in death,
My soul shall praise him best.

PSALM 150, H. M.

Praise on Earth and in Heaven.

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Let hymns of praise begin,
Where acts of faith and love,
In ceaseless beauty, shine:
In mercy there,

While God is known,
Before his throne,

With songs appear.

The trumpet's martial voice,
The timbrel's softer sound,

The organ's solemn peal,
His praises shall resound;

To swell the song,

With highest joy,

Let man employ
His tuneful tongue.

3 In heaven, his house on high,
Ye angels! lift your voice;
Let heavenly harps resound,
And happy saints rejoice:
The glories sing,

That ever shine,
With pomp divine,

Around your King.

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PSALM 150, 7s.

Exhortation to Praise.

PRAISE the Lord his power confess;

Praise him in his holiness

Praise him, as the theme inspires ;
Praise him, as his fame requires.
2 Let the trumpet's lofty sound
Spread its loudest notes around;
Let the harp unite, in praise,
With the sacred minstrel's lays.
3 Let the organ join to bless
God-the Lord of righteousness;
Tune your voice to spread the fame
Of the great Jehovah's name.
4 All who dwell beneath his light!
In his praise, your hearts unite;
While the stream of song is poured,—
Praise and magnify the Lord.

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PSALM 150, 7s and 6s, Peculiar.
Praise from all living.

PRAISE the Lord who reigns above,
And keeps his courts below;

Praise him for his boundless love,
And all his greatness show;
Praise him for his noble deeds

Praise him for his matchless power;
Him, from whom all good proceeds,
Let earth and heaven adore.

2 Publish, spread to all around,
The great Immanuel's name;
Let the gospel-trumpet sound;
Him Prince of Peace proclaim:
Praise him, every tuneful string!
All the reach of heavenly art,
All the power of music bring—
The music of the heart.

S Him, in whom they move and live,
Let every creature sing;
Glory to our Saviour give,
And homage to our King;
Hallowed be his name beneath,
As in heaven, on earth adored;