AND HYMNS.

4 While all the ftars around her burn, And all the planets in their turn Confirm the tidings as they roll, And ſpread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What tho' in folemn filence all

Move round the dark terreftrial ball? What tho' no real voice, nor found, Amidſt their radiant orbs be found? 6 In reafon's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; For ever finging as they fhine, " The hand that made us is divine."

IV.

The Glories of the Lamb. Rev. v. 9-12.

BEhold the glories of the Lamb

Amidft his Father's throne! Prepare new honours for his name, And fongs before unknown. 2 Let elders worfhip at his feet, The church adore around, With vials full of odours fweet And harps of fweeter found.

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