Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #278a (1787) Topics: Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God great and good; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Perfections of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and grace; Providence in air, earth, and sea; Rain from heaven; Seasons of the year; Spring and Winter; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence; Attributes of God; Blessings of a nation; Blessings of the country; Compassion of God; Creation and Providence; God his Being, Attributes and Providence; God great and good; God His perfections; Grace and providence; Harvest; Perfections of God; Praise for rain; Praise for temporal blessings; Providence and grace; Providence in air, earth, and sea; Rain from heaven; Seasons of the year; Spring and Winter; Weather; Winter and Summer; Works of creation and providence First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys 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 wintry 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 sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his 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 sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English
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