birds, whose music fills
The silence of the grove;

IV

The heavens that, day and night,
His matchless power declare,
The sun and moon, whose light
Illumines everywhere.

V

Let man, creation's lord,
His rightful homage give
To Him Whose mighty word
First called his soul to live.

VI

And with the heavenly host,
Our Sovereign Lord adore,
And Son, and Holy Ghost,
Both now, and evermore.

I

Thou Saviour of our sinful race,
We sing the fulness of Thy grace;
Lord, as our songs in rapture soar,
On us Thy loving-kindness pour.

II

There is no merit of our own,
No plea to offer, save alone
That Thou hast died upon the tree,
To set our sin-bound spirits free.

III

O, when the world, in awful fear,
Beholds the Judge of all appear,
Be this our joy on that dread day,
That Christ hath borne our sins away.

IV

When in the land of bliss divine,
Our souls in robes of beauty shine,
This be our song before the throne,
Not ours the beauty, Thine alone.

V

To Thee, O God, be glory given,
And to the Christ, the King of heaven;
And to the Holy Spirit, blest,
Be praise for evermore exprest.

I

Where the Lord reveals His presence,
Glory lights the sacred place,
And the soul in adoration
Falls before the throne of grace.

II

Seraphim, and saints in wonder,
Lift their songs where Christ is set,
And employ, in sacred homage,
Harp, and palm, and coronet.

III

Light of lights, no light approacheth,--
Sun, nor moon, nor stars of night,
Flood the noon-tide and the darkness
With such radiance of delight.

IV

Beauty of the King Immortal!
Ere we rise to where Thou art,
Let the glory of Thy presence
Chase the darkness from our heart.

I

O Love of God, surpassing far
The loves that human hea