Psalms 96:11-12

• [Psa 96:12] Hark, My Soul, How Everything

  Hark, my soul, how everything Strives to serve our bounteous King; Each a double tribute pays, Sings its parts, and then obeys. Nature’s chief and sweetest choir Him with cheerful notes admire; Chanting every day their lauds, While the grove their song applauds. Though their voices lower be, Streams have too their melody; Night and day they warbling run, Never pause, but still sing on. All the flowers that gild the spring Hither their still music bring; If heaven bless them, thankful, they Smell more sweet, and look more gay. Only we can scarce afford This short office to our Lord; We, on whom His bounty flows, All things gives, and nothing owes. Wake! for shame, my sluggish heart, Wake! and gladly sing thy part; Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers, How to use thy nobler powers. Call whole nature to thy aid; Since ’twas He whole nature made; Join in one eternal song, Who to one God all belong. Live forever, glorious Lord! Live by all Thy works adored, One in Three, and Three in One, Thrice we bow to Thee alone.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 104:19

• [Psa 104:19] Seasons Are Fixed By Wisdom Divine, The

  The seasons are fixed by wisdom divine, The slow-changing moon show forth God’s design; The sun in his circuit his Maker obeys, And running his journey hastes not nor delays. The Lord makes the night, when, leaving their lair, The lions creep forth, God’s bounty to share; The Lord makes the morning, when beasts steal away And men are beginning the work of the day. How many and wise Thy works are, O Lord! The earth with the wealth of wisdom is stored; The sea bears in safety the ships to and fro, And creatures unnumbered it shelters below. Thy creatures all look to Thee for their food; Thy hands open wide, they gather the good; Thy face Thou concealest, in anguish they yearn; Their breath Thou withholdest, to dust they return. Thy Spirit, O Lord, makes life to abound, The earth is renewed, and fruitful the ground; To God ascribe glory and wisdom and might, Let God in His creatures forever delight. Before the Lord’s might earth trembles and quakes, The mountains are rent, and smoke from them breaks; The Lord I will worship through all of my days, Yea, while I have being my God I will praise. Rejoicing in God, my thought shall be sweet, While sinners depart in ruin complete; My soul, bless Jehovah, His Name be adored, Come, praise Him, ye people, and worship the Lord.

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Psalms 137:5

• [Psa 137:5] I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord

  I love Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The church our blessed Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. I love Thy church, O God. Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And written on Thy hand. If e’er to bless Thy sons My voice or hands deny, These hands let useful skills forsake, This voice in silence die. Should I with scoffers join Her altars to abuse? No! Better far my tongue were dumb, My hand its skill should lose. For her my tears shall fall For her my prayers ascend, To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. Jesus, Thou Friend divine, Our Savior and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield And brighter bliss of Heaven.

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• [Psa 137:5] Far From My Heavenly Home

  Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father’s breast, Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come And speed me to my rest. Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung: How should I sing a cheerful song Till Thou inspire my tongue? My spirit homeward turns And fain would thither flee; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road; When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saint’s abode? God of my life, be near; On Thee my hopes I cast: O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last.

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  source: Cyberhymnal