5. The Lord forsaketh not His flock, His chosen generation; He is their Refuge and their Rock, Their Peace and their Salvation, And with a mother’s watchful love He guides them wheresoe’er they rove,— To God all praise and glory! 6. When earth can comfort us no more Nor human help availeth, The Maker comes Himself, whose store Of blessing never faileth, And bends on them a Father’s eyes, Whom earth all rest and hope denies,— To God all praise and glory! 7. Thus all my pilgrim way along I’ll 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,— To God all praise and glory! 8. Ye who confess Christ’s holy name, To God give praise and glory! Ye who the Father’s power proclaim, To God give praise and glory! All idols under foot be trod, The Lord is God! The Lord is God! To God all praise and glory! 9. Then come before His presence now And banish fear and sadness; To your Redeemer pay your vow And sing with joy and gladness: Though great distress my soul befall, The Lord, my God, rules over all,— To God all praise and glory! J. J. Schuetz, 1673. 61 C. M. Songs of immortal praise belong To my almighty God: He hath my heart and He my tongue To spread His name abroad. 2. How great the works His hand hath wrought! How glorious in our sight! And men in every age have sought His wonders with delight. 3. How most exact is nature’s frame! How wise th’ eternal Mind! His counsels never change the scheme That His first thoughts designed. 4. When He redeemed the sons of men, He fixed His covenant sure; The orders that His lips pronounce To endless years endure. 5. Nature and time and earth and skies Thy heavenly skill proclaim. What shall we do to make us wise But learn to read Thy name! 6. To fear Thy power, to trust Thy grace, Is our divinest skill; And he’s the wisest of our race Who best obeys Thy will. Isaac Watts, 1719. 62 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 O that I had a thousand voices, A mouth to speak with thousand tongues! My heart, which in the Lord rejoices, Then would proclaim in grateful songs To all, wherever I might be, What great things God hath done for me.