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The God of all creation,

The God of power, the God of love,

The God of our salvation;

With healing balın my soul He fills, And every faithless murmur stills; ff To God all praise and glory!

2 What God's almighty power hath made His gracious mercy keepeth; By morning glow or evening shade His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth; Within the kingdom of His might, Lo! all is just, and all is right; fTo God all praise and glory!

But, through all grief distressing,
An ever-present help and stay,

Our peace, and joy, and blessing;
As with a mother's tender hand,
He leads His own, His chosen band;
f To God all praise and glory!

f 4 Thus all my toilsome way along I sing aloud Thy praises,

That men may hear the grateful song My voice unwearied raises : Be joyful in the Lord, my heart, Both soul and body bear your part; f To God all praise and glory!

J. J. Schütz, tr. F. E. Cox.

DAY'S Psalter.

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PSALM CXXXVI.

LET us, with a gladsome mind,

Praise the Lord for He is kind:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

2 He, with all-commanding might,
Filled the new-made world with light:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

mf 3 All things living He doth feed;
His full hand supplies their need:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

4 Me His chosen race did bless
In the wasteful wilderness:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

p 5 He hath, with a piteous eye,
Looked upon our misery:
For His mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

6 Let us then with gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord for He is kind:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

15 Blessed be Thy glorious name.-NEH. ix. 5. f 1 SONGS of praise the angels sang,

John Milton.

Heaven with hallelujahs rang,

When Jehovah's work begun,
When He spake, and it was done.

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born:
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.

3 Heaven and earth must pass away,
Songs of praise shall crown that day;
God will make new heavens and earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
4 And shall man alone be dumb
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No; the Church delights to raise
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.
5 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.

6 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
James Montgomery.