2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll Your silver waves along, Repeat to all your verdant shores The subject of the song. 3 Bear it, ye breezes, on your wings, To distant climes away, And round the wide-extended world The lofty theme convey. 4 Take up the burden of his name, Ye clouds, as ye arise, To deck with gold the opening morn, Or shade the evening skies. 5 Long let it warble round the spheres, And echo through the sky; Let angels, with immortal skill, Improve the harmony;-- 6 While we, with sacred rapture fired, The blest Creator sing, And chant our consecrated lays To heaven's eternal King. 170. 8s. M. Hogg. God of Life. 1 Blessed be thy name forever, Thou of life the Guard and Giver! Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping, Heal the heart long broke with weeping: God of stillness and of motion, Of the desert and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock and river, Blessed be thy name forever! 2 Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest, Blest are they thou kindly keepest. God of evening's parting ray, Of midnight gloom, and dawning day-- That rises from the azure sea Like breathings of eternity; God of life! that fade shall never, Blessed be thy name forever! 171. H. M. H. Ballou, 2d. Universal Praise. 1 Ye realms below the skies, Your Maker's praises sing; Let boundless honors rise To heaven's eternal King; O bless his name whose love extends Salvation to the world's far ends. 2 Give glory to the Lord, Ye kindreds of the earth; His sovereign power record, And show his wonders forth, Till heathen tongues his grace proclaim, And every heart adores his name. 3 'T is he the mountains crowns With forests waving wide; 'T is he old ocean bounds, And heaves her roaring tide; He swells the tempests on the main, Or breathes the zephyr o'er the plain. 4 Still let the waters roar, As round the earth they roll; His praise for evermore They sound from pole to pole. 'Tis nature's wild, unconscious song O'er thousand waves that floats along. 5 His praise, ye worlds on high, Display with all your spheres, Amid the darksome sky, When silent night appears. O, let his works declare his name Through all the universal frame. 172. C. M. Lutheran Coll. Goodness of God in his Works. 1 Hail, great Creator--wise and good! To thee our songs we raise: Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise. 2 Thy glory beams in every star, Which gilds the gloom of night, And decks the smiling face of morn With rays of cheerful light.