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Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #269 (1740) First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my Breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker with my Breath; And when my Voice is lost in Death Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs: My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past, While Life and Thought and Being last, Or Immortality endures. 2 Why should I make a Man my Trust? Princes must die, and turn to Dust: Vain is the Help of Flesh and Blood: Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r, And Thoughts, all vanish in an Hour, Nor can they make their Promise good. 3 Happy the Man whose Hopes rely On Isr'el's GOD: He made the sky, And Earth and Seas, with all their Train; His Truth forever stands secure; He saves th'Opprest, he feeds the Poor, And none shall find his Promise vain. 4 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind; The Lord supports the sinking Mind; He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace, He helps the Stranger in Distress, The Widow and the fatherless, And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release. 5 He loves his Saints; he knows them well, But turns the Wicked down to Hell: Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns; Let ev'ry Tongue, let ev'ry Age In this exalted Work engage: Praise him in everlasting Strains. 6 I'll praise him while he lends me Breath, And when my Voice is lost in Death Praise shall employ my nobler Pow'rs: My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past, While Life and Thought and Being last, Or Immortality endures. Topics: Afflicted and tempted, supported; God goodness and mercy; God goodness and truth; God kind to his people; God worthy of all praise; Mercies and truth of God; Trust in the Creatures vain; Truth, Grace and Protection; Vain Princes Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English

The Divine Nature, Providence and Grace

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #270 (1740) First Line: Praise ye the Lord: 'Tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'Tis good to raise Our Hearts and Voices in his Praise; His Nature and his Works invite To make this Duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers Nations to his Name; His Mercy melts the stubborn Soul, And makes the broken Spirit whole. 3 He form'd the Stars, those heav'nly Flames; He counts their Numbers, calls their Names; His Wisdom's vast, and knows no Bound, A Deep where all our Thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his Might; And all his Glories infinite: He crowns the Meek, rewards the Just, And treads the Wicked to the Dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his Clouds all round the Sky; There he prepares the fruitful Rain, Nor lets the Drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the Grass the Hills adorn; And cloaths the smiling Fields with Corn; The Beasts with Food his Hands supply, And the young Ravens when they cry. 7 What is the Creature's Skill or Force, The sprightly Man, the warlike Horse, The nimble Wit, the active Limb? All are too mean Delights for him. 8 But Saints are lovely in his Sight; He views his Children with Delight; He sees their Hope, he knows their Fear, And looks and loves his Image there. Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Britain's happiness; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God great and good; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Persecutions of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and Grace promised; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Rain from heaven; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Summer and Winter: A Song for Great-Britain

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #271 (1740) First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD Lyrics: 1 O Britain, praise thy mighty GOD, And make his Honours known abroad, He bid the Ocean round thee flow; Not Bars of Brass could guard thee so. 2 Thy Children are secure and blest; Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Rest; He feeds thy Sons with finest Wheat, And adds his Blessing to their Meat. 3 Thy changing Seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter Rains; His Flakes of Snow like Wool he sends, And thus the springing Corn defends. 4 With hoary Frost he strews the Ground; His Hail descends with clatt'ring Sound: Where is the Man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful Cold? 5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow; The Ice dissolve, the Waters flow; But he hath nobler Works and Ways To call the Britons to his Praise. 6 To all the Isle his Laws are shown, His Gospel through the Nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his Word To ev'ry Land: Praise ye the Lord. Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Britain's happiness; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God great and good; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Persecutions of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and Grace promised; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Rain from heaven; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #272 (1740) First Line: With Songs and Honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the Heav'ns he spreads his Cloud, And Waters veil the Sky. 2 He sends his Show'rs of Blessings down To chear the Plains below; He makes the Grass the Mountains crown, And Corn in Vallies grow. 3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat, He hears the Ravens cry; But Man who tastes his finest Wheat, Should raise his Honours high. 4 His steady Counsels change the Face Of the declining Year; He bids the Sun cut short his Race, And wint'ry Days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the Ground; The liquid Streams forbear to flow, In icy Fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful Stores on high He pours the rattling Hail, The Wretch that dares this GOD defy Shall find his Courage fail. 7 He sends his Word, and melts the Snow, The Fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer Gales to blow, And bids the Spring return. 8 The changing Wind, the flying Cloud, Obey his mighty Word; With Songs and Honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Britain's happiness; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God great and good; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Persecutions of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and Grace promised; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Rain from heaven; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English

Praise to GOD from all Creatures

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #273 (1740) First Line: Ye Tribes of Adam, join Lyrics: 1 Ye Tribes of Adam, join With Heav'n, and Earth, and Seas, And offer Notes divine To your Creator's Praise. Ye holy Throng Of Angels bright, In Worlds of Light, Begin the Song. 2 Thou Sun with dazzling Rays, And Moon that rules the Night, Shine to your Maker's Praise, With Stars of twinkling Light. His Pow'r declare, Ye Floods on high, And Clouds that fly In empty Air. 3 The shining Worlds above In glorious Order stand, Or in swift Courses move, By his supreme Command. He spake the Word, And all their Frame From nothing came, To praise the Lord. 4 He mov'd their mighty Wheels In unknown Ages past, And each his Word fulfils While Time and Nature last, In diff'rent Ways His Works proclaim His wond'rous Name, And speak his Praise. Pause. 5 Let all the Earth-born Race, And Monsters of the Deep The Fish that cleave the Seas, Or in their Bosom sleep; From Sea and Shore Their Tribute pay, And still display Their Maker's Pow'r. 6 Ye Vapours, Hail, and Snow, Praise ye th' Almighty Lord, And stormy Winds that blow, To execute his Word. When Lightnings shine, Or Thunders roar, Let Earth adore His Hand divine. 7 Yet Mountains near the Skies, With lofty Cedars there, And Trees of humbler Size, That Fruit in Plenty bear; Beasts wild and tame, Birds, Flies, and Worms, In various Forms, Exalt his Name. 8 Ye Kings and Judges, fear The Lord, the sov'reign King; And while you rule us here, His heav'nly Honours sing; Nor let the dream Of Pow'r and State Make you forget His Pow'r supreme. 9 Virgins and Youth engage To sound his Praise divine, While Infancy and Age Their feebler Voices join: Wide as he reigns His Name be sung By ev'ry Tongue In endless Strains. 10 Let all the Nations fear The GOD that rules above; He brings his People near, And makes them taste his Love. While earth and Sky Attempt his Praise, His Saints shall raise His Honours high. Topics: Creation and Providence; Praise from all creatures; Thunder and storm; Weather; Works of creation and providence Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English

Universal praise to GOD

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #275 (1740) First Line: Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord Lyrics: 1 Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord, From distant Worlds where Creatures dwell; Let Heav'n begin the solemn Word, And sound it dreadful down to Hell. 2 The Lord! how absolute he reigns! Let ev'ry Angel bend the Knee; Sing of his Love in heav'nly Strains, And speak how fierce his Terrors be. 3 High on a Throne his Glories dwell, An awful Throne of shining Bliss; Fly through the World, O Sun, and tell How dark thy Beams compar'd to his. 4 Awake ye Tempests, and his Fame In Sounds of dreadful Praise declare; And the sweet Whisper of his Name Fill ev'ry gentler Breeze of Air. 5 Let Clouds, and Winds, and Waves agree To join their Praise with blazing Fire; Let the firm Earth and rolling sea In this eternal song conspire. 6 Ye flow'ry Plains, proclaim his Skill; Vallies lie low before his Eye; And let his Praise from ev'ry Hill Rise tuneful to the neighb'ring Sky. 7 Ye stubborn Oaks, and stately Pines, Bend your high Branches and adore: Praise him, ye Beasts, in diff'rent Strains; The Lamb must bleat, the Lion roar. 8 Birds, ye must make his Praise your Theme, Nature demands a Song from you; While the dumb Fish that cut the Stream Leap up, and mean his Praises too. 9 Mortals, can you refrain your Tongue, When Nature all around you sings? O for a Shout from Old and Young, From humble swains and lofty Kings! 10 Wide as his vast Dominion lies Make the Creator's Name be known; Loud as his Thunder shout his Praise, And sound it lofty as his Throne. 11 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious Word, O may it dwell on ev'ry Tongue! But Saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest Song. 12 Speak of the Wonders of that Love Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry Chord: From all below, and all above, Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord. Topics: Creation and Providence; Praise from all creatures; Thunder and storm; Weather Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English

Universal Praise

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #277 (1740) First Line: Let ev'ry Creature join Lyrics: 1 Let ev'ry Creature join To praise th' eternal GOD; Ye heav'nly Hosts the Song begin, And sound his Name abroad. 2 Thou Sun with golden Beams, And Moon with paler Rays; Ye starry Lights, ye twinkling flames, Shine to your Maker's Praise. 3 He built those Worlds above, And fix'd their wond'rous Frame; By his Command they stand or move, And ever speak his Name. 4 Ye Vapours, when ye rise, Or fall in Show'rs of Snow; Ye Thunders, murm'ring round the Skies, His Pow'r and glory show. 5 Wind, Hail, and flashing Fire, Agree to praise the Lord, When ye in dreadful storms conspire To execute his Word. 6 By all his Works above His Honours be exprest; But Saints that taste his saving Love Should sing his Praises best. Pause I. 7 Let Earth and Ocean know They owe their Maker Praise; Praise him, ye wat'ry Worlds below, And Monsters of the Seas. 8 From Mountains near the Sky Let his high Praise resound, From humble Shrubs and Cedars high, And Vales and Fields around. 9 Ye Lions of the Wood, And tamer Beasts that graze, Ye live upon his daily Food, And he expects your Praise. 10 Ye Birds of lofty Wing, On high his Praises bear; Or sit on flow'ry Boughs, and sing Your Maker's Glory there. 11 Ye creeping Ants and Worms, His various Wisdom show, And Flies in all your shining Swarms, Praise him that drest you so. 12 By all the Earth-born Race His Honours be exprest, But Saints, that know his heav'nly Grace Should learn to praise him best. Pause II. 13 Monarchs of wide Command, Praise ye th' eternal King; Judges, adore that sov'reign Hand Whence all your Honours spring. 14 Let vig'rous Youth engage To sound his Praises high: While growing Babes, and with'ring Age, Their feebler Voices try. 15 United Zeal be shown His wond'rous Fame to raise; GOD is the Lord; His Name alone Deserves our endless Praise. 16 Let Nature join with Art, And all pronounce him blest; But Saints, that dwell so near his Heart, Should sing his Praises best. Topics: Creation and Providence; Praise from all creatures; Thunder and storm; Weather Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English

Praise GOD all his Saints; or, The Saints judging the World

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #279 (1740) First Line: All ye that love the Lord, rejoice Lyrics: 1 All ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your Songs be new; Amidst the Church with cheerful Voice His later Wonders shew. 2 The Jews, the People of his Grace, Shall their Redeemer sing; And Gentile Nations join the Praise, While Sion owns her King. 3 The Lord takes Pleasure in the Just, Whom Sinners treat with Scorn; The Meek that lie despis'd in Dust Salvation shall adorn. 4 Saints should be joyful in their King, E'en on a dying Bed; And like the Souls in glory sing; For GOD shall raise the dead. 5 Then his high Praise shall fill their Tongues Their Hands shall wield the Sword; And Vengeance shall attend their Songs, The Vengeance of the Lord. 6 When Christ the Judgment Seat ascends, And bids the World appear, Thrones are prepar'd for all his Friends Who humbly lov'd him here. 7 Then shall they rule with Iron Rod Nations that dar'd rebel; And join the Sentence of their GOD On Tyrants doomed to Hell. 8 The Royal Sinners bound in Chains New Triumphs shall afford: Such Honour for the Saints remains; Praise ye, and love the Lord. Topics: Judgment Day; Persecutors punished; Praise from the saints; Saints judging the world; Triumph at the last day; Vengence against the Enemies of the Church Scripture: Psalm 149 Languages: English

A Song of Praise

Hymnal: PDIL1740 #280 (1740) First Line: In God's own House pronounce his Praise Lyrics: 1 In God's own House pronounce his Praise, His Grace he there reveals; To Heav'n your Joy and Wonder raise, For there his Glory dwells. 2 Let all your sacred Passions move, While you rehearse his Deeds; But the great Work of saving Love Your highest Praise exceeds. 3 All that have Motion, Life and Breath, Proclaim your Maker blest; Yet, when my Voice expires in Death, My Soul shall praise him best. Topics: Praise from the saints; Praise General; Souls in a separate State; Faithfulness Of God Scripture: Psalm 150:1-2 Languages: English