AURORA. C. P. M.

CH. BEECHER.

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SCHILLER. C. H. M.

1st time.

J. ZUNDEL.

24 time.

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99. C. H. M.

1. SINCE o'er Thy footstool here below
Such radiant gems are strown,
O, what magnificence must glow,
Great God, about Thy throne!
So brilliant here these drops of light-
There the full ocean rolls, how bright!
2. If night's blue curtain of the sky-
With thousand stars inwrought,
Hung like a royal canopy

With glittering diamonds fraught-
Be, Lord, Thy temple's outer vail,
What splendor at the shrine must dwell!

3. The dazzling sun at noonday hourForth from his flaming vase

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Flinging o'er earth the golden shower
Till vale and mountain blaze-

But shows, O Lord, one beam of thine,
What, then, the day where Thou dost shine.

4. O, how shall these dim eyes endure
That noon of living rays!
Or how our spirits, so impure,
Upon Thy glory gaze!
Anoint, O Lord, anoint our sight,
And fit us for that world of light.

DOXOLOGY. C. P. M.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom Heaven's triumphant host,
And saints on earth adore;
Be glory, as in ages past,
As now it is, and so shall last,
When time shall be no more.

ORIEL. C. M.

CH. BEECHER.

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100. C. M.

1. PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir
That fill the realms above;
Sing, for He formed you of His fire,
And feeds you with His love.

2. Thou restless globe of golden light,
Whose beams create our days,
Join with the silver queen of night,
To own your borrowed rays.

3. Thunder, and hail, and fires, and storms,
The troops of his command,
Appear in all your dreadful forms,
And speak His awful hand.

4. Winds, ye shall bear His name aloud
Through the ethereal blue;
For, when his chariot is a cloud,
He makes his wheels of you.

5. Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas,
In your eternal roar;

Let wave to wave resound his praise,
And shore reply to shore.

6. Thus, while the meaner creatures sing,
Ye mortals take the sound;

Echo the glories of your King
Through all the nations round. WATTS

101. C. M.

1. GOD, in the high and holy place,
Looks down upon the spheres;
Yet, in his providence and grace,
To every eye appears.

2. He bows the heavens; the mountains stand A highway for our God;

He walks amidst the desert-land;
"Tis Eden where He trod.

3. The forests in His strength rejoice;
Hark! on the evening breeze,

As once of old, Jehovah's voice
Is heard among the trees.

4. If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,

How beautiful beyond compare

Will paradise be found! MONTGOMERY

2. High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3. His power subdues our sins,
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.

4. The pity of the Lord,

To those that fear His name, Is such as tender parents feel: He knows our feeble frame.

5. Our days are as the grass,

Or like the morning flower:

If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour.

6. But Thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;

And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.

Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the worship due.

4. And yet the songs I frame
Are faithless to Thy cause,

And steal the honors of Thy name
To build their own applause.

5. Create my soul anew,

Else all my worship's vain;

This wretched heart will ne'er be true Untill 'tis formed again.

104. S. M.

WATTS.

1. Stand up, and bless the Lord,
Ye people of His choice;
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God,
With heart, and soul, and voice.

2. Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,

Who would not fear His holy name,
And laud, and magnify?

3. O for the living flame

From His own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our souls inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought!

4. God is our strength and song,
And His salvation ours;
Then be His love in Christ proclaimed
With all our ransomed powers.

5. Stand up, and bless the Lord;
The Lord your God adore;
Stand up, and bless His glorious name,
Henceforth, for evermore.

MONTGOMERY.