Genesis 1:16

• [Gen 1:16] Creator Of The Stars Of Night

  Creator of the stars of night, Thy people’s everlasting light, Jesu, Redeemer, save us all, And hear Thy servants when they call. Thou, grieving that the ancient curse Should doom to death a universe, Hast found the medicine, full of grace, To save and heal a ruined race. Thou cam’st, the Bridegroom of the bride, As drew the world to evening-tide; Proceeding from a virgin shrine, The spotless Victim all divine. At Whose dread Name, majestic now, All knees must bend, all hearts must bow; And things celestial Thee shall own, And things terrestrial, Lord alone. O Thou Whose coming is with dread To judge and doom the quick and dead, Preserve us, while we dwell below, From every insult of the foe. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Laud, honor, might, and glory be From age to age eternally.

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• [Gen 1:16] Maker Of The Sun And Moon, The

  The Maker of the sun and moon, The Maker of our earth, Lo! late in time, a fairer boon, Himself is brought to birth! How blest was all creation then, When God so gave increase; And Christ, to heal the hearts of men, Brought righteousness and peace! No star in all the heights of heaven But burned to see Him go; Yet unto earth alone was given His human form to know. His human form, by man denied, Took death for human sin: His endless love, through faith descried, Still lives the world to win. O perfect love, outpassing sight, O light beyond our ken, Come down through all the world tonight, And heal the hearts of men!

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• [Gen 1:16] Most Holy Lord And God Of Heaven

  Most holy Lord and God of Heaven, Who to the glowing sky hast given The fires that in the east are born With gradual splendors of the morn; Who, on the fourth day, didst reveal The sun’s enkindled flaming wheel, Didst set the moon her ordered ways, And stars their ever winding maze; That each in its appointed way Might separate night from day, And of the seasons through the year The well remembered signs declare; Illuminate our hearts within, And cleanse our minds from stain of sin; Unburdened of our guilty load May we unfettered serve our God. O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son; Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, Doth live and reign eternally.

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Genesis 1:31

• [Gen 1:31] All Things Bright And Beautiful

  Refrain All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all. Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings. Refrain [Most hymnals omit the following verse] The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, He made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate. Refrain The purple headed mountains, The river running by, The sunset and the morning That brightens up the sky. Refrain The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them every one. Refrain The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water, To gather every day. Refrain He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well. Refrain

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• [Gen 1:31] Oh How Fair That Morning Broke

  Oh how fair that morning broke, When in Eden man awoke! Beast and bird and insect bright Reveled in the gladsome light; God looked down from Heav’n above, All was life and joy and love. Ah! the doleful change when sin Darkly, subtly entered in! War and pestilence and dearth Mar and sadden God’s fair earth; Human sorrow fills the air; Death is reigning everywhere. Yet rejoice; for God on high Hath not left His world to die! God’s dear Son, with dying breath, Broke the power of sin and death; Christ the Tempter overthrew, Christ is making all things new. Lord, in me be sin subdued, So may I with heart renewed, Fight the fight and run the race, Work in my appointed place, Waiting for the glad new birth Of Thy perfect Heav’n and earth.

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• [Gen 1:31] Six Days Of Labor Now Are Past

  Six days of labor now are past; Thou restest, Holy God; And of Thy finished work has said, That all is very good. Yet while the seventh day is blessed, Hallowed for rest divine, Behold, a new creation needs That mighty power of Thine. Ten thousands voices praise Thy Name In earth and sea and sky; One sinner by his sin has marred The blissful harmony. O Lord, create man’s heart anew, The heart of stone remove: Then hymns of praise again shall rise, The fruits of holy love. O for the songs that Thou wilt bless, Where heart and voice agree; O for the prayers that plead aright With Thy dread majesty. All praise to God, the Three in One, Who high in glory reigns; Who by His Word hath all things made, And by His Word sustains.

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Genesis 8:22

• [Gen 8:22] Bountiful Harvest

  We praise Thee, O Lord, for the bountiful harvest That now has been gathered and garnered with care; Rewarding the toil of the sower and reaper, While all in its blessings may share. Refrain For the bountiful harvest We praise Thee, we thank Thee and bless Thee, O Lord: For the bountiful harvest We praise Thee and bless Thee, O Lord. We praise Thee, O Lord, for the bountiful harvest, We praise Thee for sunshine, the dew and the rain; For soft summer breezes so gracefully bending The bright golden billows of grain. Refrain We praise Thee, O Lord, for the wonderful token That shines as it shone on Thy servants of old, The pledge and assurance that seedtime and harvest From earth Thou wilt never withhold. Refrain We praise Thee, O Lord, for Thy wonderful mercies, And while to Thy glory our voices we raise, O Thou that regardest the prayers of Thy people, Accept our thanksgiving and praise. Refrain

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• [Gen 8:22] God The Father! Whose Creation

  God the Father! Whose creation Gives to flowers and fruits their birth, Thou, whose yearly operation Brings the hour of harvest mirth, Here to Thee we make oblation Of the August-gold of earth. God the Word! the sun, maturing With his blessèd ray the corn, Spake of Thee, O Sun enduring, Thee, O everlasting Morn! Thee in Whom our woes find curing Thee that liftest up our horn. God the Holy Ghost! the showers That have fattened out the grain, Types of Thy celestial powers, Symbols of baptismal rain, Shadowed out the grace that dowers All the faithful of Thy train. When the harvest of each nation Severs righteousness from sin, And archangel proclamation Bids to put the sickle in, And each age and generation Sink to woe, or glory win; Grant that we, or young, or hoary, Lengthened be our span or brief, Whatsoe’er the life long story Of our joy or of our grief, May be garnered up in glory As Thine own elected sheaf. Laud to Him to Whom supernal Thrones and virtues bend the knee; Laud to Him from Whom infernal Powers and dominations flee; Laud to Him the co-eternal Paraclete, forever be.

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• [Gen 8:22] Praise To God, Your Praises Bring

  Praise to God, your praises bring; Hearts, bow down and voices, sing Praises to the glorious One, All His year of wonder done. Praise Him for His budding green, April’s resurrection scene; Praise Him for His shining hours, Starring all the land with flowers. Praise Him for His summer rain, Feeding, day and night, the grain; Praise Him for His tiny seed, Holding all His world shall need. Praise Him for the winter’s rest, Snow that falls on nature’s breast; Praise for happy dreams of birth, Brooding in the quiet earth. For His year of wonder done, Praise to the all glorious One! Hearts, bow down and voices, sing, Praise and love to nature’s King!

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