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1. When spring unlocks the flow-ers to paint the laughing soil, When summer's balmy 9:26

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show ers re-fresh the mow-er's toil; When win - ter binds in frosty chains the

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fal- low and the flood, In God the earth re-joic-eth still, and owns his Ma-ker good.

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MICHAEL HAYDN.

1. Lord of the worlds below! On earth Thy glories shine; The

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changing seasons show Thy skill and power di-vine. The roll ing

years are full of

Thee; In all we see,

a God appears.

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2. Forth in the flowery spring, We see Thy beauty move; The birds on branches sing

Thy tenderness and love;

Wide flush the hills; the air is balm;
Devotion's calm our bosom fills.

3. Then come, in robes of light,

The summer's flaming days;
The sun Thine image bright,
Thy majesty, displays;

And oft Thy voice in thunder rolls;
But still our souls in Thee rejoice.

4. In autumn, a rich feast

Thy common bounty gives
To man, and bird, and beast,
And every thing that lives.
Thy liberal care at morn and noon,
And harvest moon, our lips declare.

5. In winter, awful Thon!

With storms around Thee cast!
The leafless forests bow

Beneath Thy northern blast.
While tempests lower, to Thee, dread King,
We homage bring, and own Thy power.

FREEMAN.

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1. YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame;
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame:
Your voices raise, ye cherubim
And seraphim, to sing His praise.

2. Thou moon, that rul'st the night, And sun, that guid'st the day, Yo glittering stars of light,

To Him your homage pay: His praise de lare, ye heavens above, And clouds tat move in liquid air.

3. Let them adore the Lord,

And praise His holy name,
By whose almighty word

They all from nothing came: And all shall last, from changes free; His firm decree stands ever fast.

4. United zeal be shown,

His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone

Deserves our endless praise: Earth's utmost ends His power obey; His glorious sway the sky transcends.

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1. Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining, Father in heaven! the 2. Father in heaven! O hear when we call; Hear, for Christ's sake, who is

day is declining, Safety and in no-cence fly with the light, Temptation and Sa-viour of all; Fee ble and fainting we trust in Thy might, In doubting and

danger walk forth with the night; From the fall of the shade till the morning bells dark-ness Thy love be our light; Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night ta-per

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chime, Shield me from danger, save me from crime. Father, have mercy, Father, have burns, Wake in Thy arms when morning returns. Father, &c.

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CANAAN. Peculiar.

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H. E. MATTHEWS. Arranged.

1. Here we meet to part again, Here we meet to part again, But when we meet on

Canaan's plain, There'll be no parting there. In that bright world a-bove, In

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1. See the shining dewdrops On the flowers strewed, Proving as they sparkle God is ever good.

2. See the morning sunbeams Lighting up the wood, Silently proclaiming God is ev-er good.

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3. Hear the mountain streamlet

In the solitude,
With its ripple saying

God is ever good.

4. In the leafy tree tops,

Where no fears intrude,

Merry birds are singing God is ever good.

5. Bring, my heart, thy tribute, Songs of gratitude,

While all nature utters

God is ever good.

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1. See, the light is fading From the western sky; Day, thou art departing, Night is drawing nigh.

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1. How beautiful the morning, When summer days are long; O we will rise be

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times, and hear The wild-bird's happy song-For when the sun pours down his ray, The 9:3

bird will cease to sing; She'll seek the cool and silent shade, And sit with folded wing.

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1. How beautiful the morning,

When summer days are long;
O we will rise betimes, and hear
The wild-bird's happy song-

For when the sun pours down his ray,
The bird will cease to sing;

She 'll seek the cool and silent shade,
And sit with folded wing.

2. Up in the morning early-
"Tis Nature's gayest hour!

While pearls of dew adorn the grass,
And fragrance fills the flowers-
Up in the morning early,

And we will bound abroad,

And fill our hearts with melody,

And raise our songs to God.

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