3 The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat;
His truths upon the nation rise,
They rise, but never set.

4 Let everlasting thanks be thine,
For such a bright display,

As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heav'nly day.

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The Scriptures consolatory to the Penitent.
ADEN with guilt, and full of tears,
I fly to thee, my Lord;

And not a ray of hope appears,

But in thy written word.

2 The volume of my Father's grace
Does all my grief assuage;
Here I behold my Savior's face
In almost ev'ry page.

3 This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown;
That merchant is divinely wise
Who makes the pearl his own.

4 This is the judge that ends the strife,
Where wit and reason fail;
My guide to everlasting life,
Through all this gloomy vale.

50 may thy counsels, mighty God!
My roving feet command;
Nor I forsake the happy road
That leads to thy right hand.

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The reasonableness of the Gospel.

SHALL atheists dare insult the cross

Of our Redeemer God?

Shall infidels reproach his laws,
Or trample on his blood?

2 What if he chose mysterious ways
To cleanse us from our faults?

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May not the works of sovereign grace
Transcend our feeble thoughts?
3 What if the gospel bids us fight
With flesh, and self, and sin?
The prize is most divinely bright,
Which we are call'd to win?

4 What if the foolish and the poor
His glorious grace partake?
This but confirms his truth the more,
For so the prophets spake.

5 Do some, that own his sacred name,
Indulge their souls in sin?

Jesus should never bear the blame,
His laws are pure and clean.

6 Then let our faith grow firm and strong,
Our lips profess his word;

Nor blush, nor fear to walk among
The men that love the Lord.

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BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD.

God exalted above all praise.

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ETERNAL Power! whose high abode

Becomes the grandeur of a God;

Infinite lengths beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds!

2 Far in the depths of space, thy throne
Burns with a lustre all its own:
In shining ranks, beneath thy feet,
Angelic pow'rs and splendors meet.
3 Lord, what shall feeble mortals do?
We would adore our Maker too:
With lowly minds to thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High.
4 God is in heav'n, and man below;
Short be our tunes, our words be few:
Let sacred rev'rence check our songs,
And praise sit silent on our tongues.

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The spirituality of God.

1 THOU art, O God! a spirit pure,

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Invisible to mortal eyes;

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Th' immortal, and th' eternal King, The great, the good, the only wise. 2 Whilst nature changes, and her works Corrupt, decay, dissolve, and die, Thine essence pure no change shall see, Secure in immortality.

3 Thou great Invisible! what hand

Can draw thine image spotless fair!
To what in heaven, to what on earth,
Can men th' immortal King compare!
4 Let stupid heathens frame their gods
Of gold and silver, wood and stone;
Ours is the God that made the heav'ns;
Jehovah he, and God alone.

5 My soul, thy purest homage pay,
In truth and spirit him adore;
More shall this please than sacrifice,
Than outward forms delight him more.

1 SOME seraph, lend your heav'nly tongue, Or harp of golden string,

That I may raise a lofty song
To our eternal King.

2 Thy names, how infinite they be!
Great EVERLASTING ONE!

Boundless thy might and majesty,
And unconfined thy throne.

3 Thy glory shines immensely bright;
Exhaustless is thy grace;

Immortal day breaks from thine eyes,
And Gabriel veils his face.

4 Thine essence is a vast abyss,
Which angels cannot sound;

An ocean of infinities,

Where all our thoughts are drown'd.

5 The myst'ries of creation lie
Beneath enlighten'd minds;
Thoughts can ascend above the sky
And fly before the winds;

6 Reason may grasp the massy hills,
And stretch from pole to pole;
But half thy name our spirit fills
And overloads our soul.*

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God supreme and independent.

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THAT is our God, or what his name, Nor men can learn, nor angels teach; He dwells concealed in radiant flame,

Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach. 2 The spacious worlds of heavenly light,

Compar'd with him, how short they fall! How dark are they, and he how bright! Nothing are they, and God is all.

3 He spoke the wondrous word, and lo!
Creation rose at his command;
Whirlwinds and seas their limits know,
Bound in the hollow of his hand.**

4 Then fly, my song, an endless round,
The lofty tune let Gabriel raise;
All nature dwell upon the sound,
But we can ne'er fulfil the praise.

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Praise to God for his goodness and mercy.

PRAISE ye Jehovah! with anthems o

praise come before him;

Great is his mercy! with hearts of thanks giving adore him;

Firm is his word, Freely his grace is conferr'd Humbly for pardon implore him.

2 Praise him all nations! 'Tis he that has crown'd you with blessing:

O come before him, your sins and transgressions confessing;

Worship the Lord; Bow to the claims of his word;

Songs to his glory addressing.

3 Angels, rejoicing, unite in the shout of salvation; Daily and nightly they sing to the God of

creation :

"Worthy to reign, Keeper and Savior of men, O'er every kingdom and nation."

4 Praise ye Jehovah! the sov'reign of earth and of heaven,

Unto his holy name honor and glory be given; Wake ev'ry string! Tune all your voices and

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sing;

Heaven and earth reply, amen!

Unity of God.

TERNAL God, almighty cause

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Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown,
All things are subject to thy laws,-
All things depend on thee alone.

2 Thy glorious being singly stands,
Of all, within itself possest;
By none controll'd in thy commands,
And in thyself completely blest.

3 To thee alone ourselves we owe;

Let heaven and earth due homage pay: All other gods we disavow,

Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 In thee, O Lord, our hope shall rest, Fountain of peace and joy and love; Thy favour only makes us blest;

Without thee, all would nothing prove.

5 Worship to thee alone belongs,

Worship to thee alone we give;
Thine be our hearts and thine our songs,
And to thy glory we would live.