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Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 27 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes To Him who dwells above the skies; With your glad notes his praise rehearse Who form'd the mighty universe. 2 He spoke, and from the womb of night At once sprang up the cheering light; Him discord heard and at his nod Beauty awoke, and spoke the GOD. 3 The word he gave th' obedient sun Began his glorious grace to run: Nor silver moon, nor stars delay To glide along th' etherial way. 4 Teeming with life, air, earth, and sea Obey th' Almighty's high decree; To every tribe he gives their food, Then speaks the whole divinely good. 5 But to complete the wond'rous plan, From earth and dust he fashions man; In man the last, in him the best, The Maker's image stands confest. 6 LORD, while thy glorious works I view, Form thou my heart and soul anew; Here bid thy purest light to shine, And beauty glow with charms divine. Scripture: Genesis 1

Father of love! from age to age

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Father of love! from age to age The wonders of thy grace, The heart and lips of saints engage, In cheerful songs, to praise. 2 Creatures in various trains to thee Raise the dependant eye; Thy stores of goodness rich and free, Their various wants supply. 3 But O! the treasures of thy love, To man's apostate race, Are boundless mysteries, far above Both man's and angel's praise. 4 Jesus! in whom a fulness dwells, Thro' endless years the same, To every hungry soul reveals The glories of his name. 5 Thousands in this dark world below, His faithfulness attest; In worlds above ten thousand know, That humble souls are blest. Scripture: Genesis 22:14

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 703 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, And make this last resolve. 2 !"I'll go to Jesus, tho' my sin "Hath like a mountain rose; "I know his courts, I'll enter in, "Whatever may oppose. 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, "And there my guilt confess; "I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone "Without his sov'reign grace. 4 "I'll to the gracious King approach, "Whose sceptre pardon gives, "Perhaps he may command my touch, "And then the suppliant lives. 5 "Perhaps he will admit my plea, "Perhaps will hear my prayer; "But if I perish I will pray, "And perish only there. 6 "I can but perish if I go, "I am resolved to try; "For if I stay away I know "I must forever die."