2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 3 Nature and time quite naked lie 4 Eternity, with all its years, 5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vex'd with trifling cares; While thy eternal thoughts move on, 6 Great God! how infinite art thou! F 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 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, I 114. C. M. God's Majesty and Dominion. SING the God whose power and love The God who sits enthron'd above 2 By his decree the sea is bound, 3 This is the gulf for ever fixt, 4 At his reproof the earth gives way, 5 O Thou, who didst salvation bring 6 When earth and seas thy presence fly, C 115. C. M. Watts. Christ worshipped by all the Creation. YOME, let us join our cheerful songs Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 2 Worthy the Lamb that died,' they cry, 'Worthy the Lamb,' our lips reply, 3 Jesus is worthy to receive And blessings more than we can give, 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, Conspire to lift thy glories high, Of him that sits upon the throne, 116. C. M. Watts. Praise to the Redeemer. PLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheering beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace He saw, and,-O amazing love! 3 Down from the shining seats above 4 He spoil'd the powers of darkness thus, 5 O for this love let rocks and hills He is the Head of all Principalities and Power" BE EGIN the high, celestial strain, My ravish'd soul, and sing A solemn hymn of grateful praise 2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll verdant shores Whisper to all your 3 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings, And round the wide extended world 4 Take the glad burden of his name. Whether to deck the golden morn, 5 Long let it tremble round the spheres, 6 While we, with heavenly rapture fir'd, The great Redeemer sing; And chant our consecrated lays 118. L. M. Watts. Desiring to love Jesus. NOME, let me love....or is C 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, 4.Did pity ever stoop so low, 5 Again he lives, and spreads his hands, 6 Sure I must love.....or are my ears 119. C. M. Revelation of God's purposes makes his Saints happy Low would I bow beneath thy feet, Thou infinite Unknown! And humbly hope thy smile to meet, 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, All things, the last as well as first, 5 Things fit disclos'd, the rest conceal'd To heighten joys on high. 6 Till I shall reach that happy place, E 120. Watts. God's greatness awes sinners to silence. |