Psalms 104:19-23

• [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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• [Psa 104:23] Savior, To Thee We Raise Our Hymn

  Savior, to Thee we raise our hymn of gladness; Once more at evening’s hour we look to Heav’n above; Far, far behind to leave earth’s toil and sadness— So resting only on Thy great redeeming love. May this day’s sins, we pray Thee, all be pardoned; Grant us Thy absolution, give Thy grace to cheer; O never let our hearts by sin be hardened, But keep our conscience tender, give us holy fear. Now day is done, and all its labors ended, Close Thou, O Lord, our weary eyes in gentle sleep; So may we ever be by Thee defended— O may Thy guardian angels round us vigil keep! Our souls restore, renew our pow’rs, and make us Strong in Thy strength to rise and greet the morning light; And at the last, O blessèd Savior, take us To dwell with Thee in that glad land which knows no night!

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  source: Cyberhymnal