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2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.
3 Nature and time quite naked lie
To thy immense survey,
From the formation of the sky
To the great burning day.
4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view;
To thee there's nothing old appears,
Great God! there's nothing new.
5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vex'd with trifling cares;
While thy eternal thoughts move on,
Thy undisturb'd affairs.
6 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
113. L. M. (117 Ps.) Watts. Let all the world praise God. ROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise to set no more.
114. C. M.
God's Majesty and Dominion. ¿
SING the God whose power and love
Through all his works are shown;
The God who sits enthron'd above
What creatures e'er have known.
2 By his decree the sea is bound,
Nor can it farther move;
This is the girdle thrown around
The heirs of endless love:-
3 This is the gulf for ever fixt,
And always must remain;
The unpass'd gulf that lies betwixt
The worlds of bliss and pain.
4 At his reproof the earth gives way, Its massy pillars bend;
His voice the cherubim obey,
5 O Thou, who didst salvation bring
My guilty soul befriend;
Speak in my favour to the King,
Whilst at thy throne I bend.
6 When earth and seas thy presence fly,
O then may I abide,
Protected by thy watchful eye,
And shelter'd by thy side!
115. C. M. Watts.
Christ worshipped by all the Creation. NOME, let us join our cheerful songs
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.
2 Worthy the Lamb that died,' they cry, "To be exalted thus:'
'Worthy the Lamb,' our lips reply,
'For he was slain for us.'
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas.
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred name
Of him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
116. C. M. Watts. Praise to the Redeemer.
PLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair,
Without one cheering beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and,-O amazing love!
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled,
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh
And dwelt among the dead.
4 He spoil'd the powers of darkness thus,
And broke our iron chains;
Jesus hath freed our captive souls
From everlasting pains.
5 O for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break!
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.
117. C. M. He is the Head of all Principalities and Power BEGIN the high, celestial strain, My ravish'd soul, and sing A solemn hymn of grateful praise To heaven's Almighty King.
2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll Your silver waves along,
Whisper to all your verdant shores
The subject of my song.
3 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings,
To distant climes away,
And round the wide extended world
The lofty theme convey.
4 Take the glad burden of his name.
Ye clouds, as ye arise,
Whether to deck the golden morn,
Or shade the evening skies.
5 Long let it tremble round the spheres,
And echo through the sky;
Till angels, with immortal skill,
Improve the sacred joy.
6 While we, with heavenly rapture fir'd,
The great Redeemer sing;
And chant our consecrated lays
To our immortal King.
118. L. M. Watts. Desiring to love Jesus.
NOME, let me love....or is my mind Harden'd to stone, or froze to ice? I see the blessed Fair One bend And stoop t' embrace me from the skies'
2 I was a traitor doom'd to fire,
Bound to sustain eternal pains;
He flew on wings of strong desire,
Assum'd my guilt and took my chains.
3 Infinite grace! Almighty charms!
Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies!
Jesus, the God, extends his arms,
Hangs on a cross of love, and dies!
4. Did pity ever stoop so low,
Dress'd in divinity and blood?
Was ever rebel courted so,
In groans of an expiring God?
5 Again he lives, and spreads his hands,
Hands that were nail'd to torturing smart;
By these dear wounds,' says he, and stands,
And prays to clasp me to his heart.
6 Sure I must love.....or are my ears
Still deaf, nor will my passions move?
Lord! melt this flinty heart to tears-
This heart shall yield to death, or love.
119. C. M.
Revelation of God's purposes makes his Saints happy
OW would I bow beneath thy feet,
Thou infinite Unknown!
And humbly hope thy smile to meet,
Through thine exalted Son.
2 A crawling worm, thy name to praise,
Attempts the lofty song;
Too high for seraphim to raise,
Too grand for Gabriel's tongue.
3 Long ere the hills or mountains stood, Or sun or spheres revolv'd,
Th' Eternal, the Almighty God,
Had all his ways resolv'd.
4 Th' unbounded mind through future pierc'd, And saw creation rise;
All things, the last as well as first,
Were present in his eyes.
5 Things fit disclos'd, the rest conceal'd
From every creature's eye;
Until most happily reveal'd,
To heighten joys on high,
6 Till I shall reach that happy place,
I would not anxious prove,
Only to feel thy saving grace,
And know that thou art Love.
God's greatness awes sinners to silence.
Power, whose abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God,