2 At morning, noon, and evening mild,
  Fresh wonders strike our view;
And, while we gaze, our hearts exult
  With transports ever new.

3 Thy glory beams in every star,
  Which gilds the gloom of night;
And decks the smiling face of morn
  With rays of cheerful light.

4 And while, in all thy wondrous ways,
  Thy varied love we see;
Oh, may our hearts, great God, be led
  Through all thy works to thee.

     Anon. 1795.

16 Harvey’s Chant.  C.M.

Praise at all Times. (27)

My soul shall praise thee, O my God
  Through all my mortal days,
And in eternity prolong
  Thy vast, thy boundless praise.

2 In every smiling, happy hour,
  Be this my sweet employ;
Thy praise refines my earthly bliss,
  And heightens all my joy.

3 When anxious grief and gloomy care
  Afflict my throbbing breast,
My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,
  And lull each pain to rest.

4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
  The honors of my God;
My life, with all its active powers,
  Shall spread thy praise abroad.

5 And when these lips shall cease to move,
  When death shall close these eyes,
My soul shall then to nobler heights
  Of joy and transport rise.

     O. Heigenbotham.

17 Harvey’s Chant.  C.M.

Psalm 66. (24)

Lift up to God the voice of praise,
  Whose breath our souls inspired;
Loud, and more loud the anthem raise,
  With grateful ardor fired.

2 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
  Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every minute as it flies,
  With benefits unsought.

3 Lift up to God the voice of praise
  From whom salvation flows,
Who sent his Son, our souls to save
  From everlasting woes.

4 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
  For hope’s transporting ray,
Which lights, through darkest shades of death,
  To realms of endless day.

     Ralph Wardlaw, 1803.

18 Nicaea 11s, 12s, & 10s.

Adoration.

Holy, holy, holy!  Lord God Almighty! 
  Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee;
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty! 
  God over all and blest eternally.

2 Holy, holy, holy! all saints adore thee,
  Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,
  Who wast, and art, and evermore shall be.

3 Holy, holy, holy! tho’ the darkness hide thee,
  Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see;
Only thou art holy, there is none beside thee;
  Perfect in power, in love, and purity.

4 Holy, holy, holy!  Lord God Almighty! 
  All thy works shall praise thy name in earth, and sky, and sea;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! 
  God over all, and blest eternally.