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6 Great God, how infinite art throu!

How frail and weak are we!
Let the whole l'ace of creatures bow,

And pay their praise to thee. 21.

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LL-POW'RFUL, self-existent God,

Who all creation dost sustain! Thou wast, and art, and art to come;

And everlasting is thy reign. & Fix'd and eternal as thy days,

Each glorious attribute divine, Throʻages infinite, shall still

With unciminished lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being! source of good"

Immutable clost thou remain; Nor can the shadow of a change

Obscure the glories of thy reign. % Nature her order shall reverse,

Revolving seasons cease their round; Nor spring appear with blooming pride,

Nor autumn be with plenty crown'd: 5 Yon shining orbs forget their

course; The sun his destin'd path forsake; And burning desolation mark

Amid the world his wandring track: 6 Earth may with all her pow'rs dissolve,

If such the great Creator's will: But thou for ever art the same;

“I am" is thy memorial still. 22.

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God almighty. * G'VE to the Lord, ye sons of fame,

Give to the Lord renown and pow? Ascribe due honours to his name, And his eternal might adore

& The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud,

O'er the vast ocean and the land; His voice divides the wat’ry cloud,

And lightnings blaze at his command 3 He speaks, and howling tempests rise,

And lay the forest bare around;
The fiercest beasts, with piteous eries,

Confess the terror of the sound.
* H thunders rend the vaulted skies,

And palaces and temples shake. The mountains tremble at the noise,

The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sov'reign o'er the flood;

The Thund'rer reigns for ever King; But makes his church his blest abode,

Where we his awful glories sing. 6 We see no terrors in his name,

But in our God a Father find.
The voice, that shakes all nature's frame,

Speaks comfort to the pious mind.

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(36.) C. M. I 'TWAS God who hurl?d the rolling spheres

And stretch'd the boundless skies; Who form'd the plan of endless years,

And bade the ages rise.
9 From everlasting is his miglit,

Immense and unconfin’d:
He pierces through the realms of light,

And rides upon the wind.
s fle darts along the burning skies;

Loud thunder's round him roar: All hear'n attends him, as he flies;

All hell proclaims his pow'r. He scatters nations with his breath; 1st scatter'd nations fly:

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Blue pestilence and wasting death,

Confess the Godhead nigh.
5 Ye worlds, with ev'ry living thing,

Falil his high command:
Mortals, pay homage to your King,

And own his ruling handi 24.

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HËN in dark and dreadful gloom,

Clouds on clouds portentous spread,
Black as if the day of doom

Hung o'er nature's shrinking head: When the lightning breaks from high,

God is coming God is nigh! 2 Then we hear his chariot wheels,

As the mighty thunder rolls; Nature, startled nature reels,

From the centre to the poles: Then the ocean, earth, and sky,

Tremble as he passes by! 3 Darkness, wild with horror, forms

His mysterious hiding-place; Should he from his ark of storms,

Rend the veil and show his face, At the judgment of his eye,

All the universe would die. 4 God of vengeance! from above,

While thine awful bolts are hurl'd,
O remember thou art love!

Spare!-O spare a guilty world!
Stay thy flaming wrath awhile,
Let the bow of promise smile!

(37.) L M. God omniprésent and omniscient. 'LORD), thou hast search’dand seen me through;

Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and desh, with all teir pow'rs.

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Could I so false, so faithless prove,
To quit thy service and thy love;
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun,

Or from thy dreadful glory run? 3 If, mounted on a morning ray,

I fly beyond the western sea;
'Thy swifter hand would first arrive,

And there arrest thy fugitive.
4 Or should I try to shun thy sight

Beneath the spreading veil of night;
One glance of thine, one piercing ray

Would kindle darkness into day. 5 The veil of night is no disguise,

No screen from thy all-searching eyes.
Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon

Through midnight shades, as blazing noon. 5 O may these thoughts possess my breast,

Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there.

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(38) C. M.
ORD, all I am is known to thee!

In vain my soul would try
To shun thy presence, or to flee

The notice of thine eye.
Thy all-surrounding sight surveys

My rising and iny rest,
My public walks, my private ways,

And secrets of my breast.
My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord,

Before they're form’d within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word,

Thou know'st the sense I mean.
4 U wondrous knowledge, deep and high!
Where can a creature hide?

Within lay circling arms I lie,

Beset on ev'ry side..
5 So let thy grace surround me still,

And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from ev'ry ill,
Secur’d by sov’reign love.

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God's Wisdom.
SONGS of immortal praise belong

To my almighty God:
lle hath my heart, and he my tongue,

To spread his name abroal. 2 How great the works his hand hath wrought!

How glorious in our sight!
And men in ev'ry age have sought

His wonders with delight.
3 How most exact is nature's frame!

How wise th' eternal mind!
His counsels never change the scheme

That his first thoughts design'd.
$ When he redeem'd the sons of men,

He fix'd his cov'nant sure:
The orders, that his lips pronounce,

To endless years endue.
5 Nature, and time, and earth, and skies,

Thy heav'nly skill proclaim.
What shall we do to make us wise,

But learn to read thy name?
9 To fear thy pow'r, to t’ust thy grace,

Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our racc,

Who best obeys thy will. 28.

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God holy and just. "HLY and rev'rend is the name Of our eternal King.