2 The works of God above, below, Are pages in that book, to show 3 The glorious sky, embracing all, Wherewith encompassed, great and small 4 The dew of heaven is like thy grace; But where it lights, the favored place 5 One name, above all glorious names, 6 The raging fire, the roaring wind, 7 Thou, who hast given me eyes to see Give me a heart to find out thee, 35 L. M. The Voice of Nature. MRS. STEELE. 1 THERE is a God, all nature speaks, Through earth, and air, and seas, and skies; See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When the first beams of morning rise. 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame, His mighty Maker's glorious name. Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 36 C. M. TATE & BRADY. The Voice of Nature. Ps. 19. 1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, 2 The dawn of each returning day Fresh beams of knowledge brings; 3 Their powerful language to no realm "Tis nature's voice, and understood 4 Their doctrine does its sacred sense Through earth's extent display; Whose bright contents the circling sun Does round the world convey. 5 No bridegroom, for his nuptials dressed, Has such a cheerful face; No giant does like him rejoice To run his glorious race. 6 From east to west, from west to east, And, through his progress, cheerful light 37 L. M. ADDISON. The Heavens declare the Glory of God. Ps. 19. 1 THE spacious firmament on high, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, The unwearied sun, from day to day, The work of an almighty hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars which round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What though, in solemn silence, all "The hand that made us is divine." 38 C. M. J. Q. ADAMS. Ps. 19. 1 TURN to the stars of heaven thine eyes, And God shall meet thee there; Exalt thy vision to the skies, His glory they declare; Day speaks to day, night teaches night, And all in harmony unite Their Maker to proclaim. 2 Earth has no language, man no speech, The sun comes forth in floods of light, With all a bridegroom's pride. 3 Glad, like a giant for the race, His orient flame ascends, Soars through the boundless realms of space, And in the west descends; His heat the vital lamp bestows, 39 L. M. WATTS. The Glory of God in Creation and Providence. Ps. 104. 1 MY soul, thy great Creator praise; When, clothed in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread; 3 The world's foundations by his hand 4 The swelling billows know their bound, 40 L. M. The Same. Ps. 104. WATTS. 1 GOD from his cloudy cistern pours |