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Government and Providence of God.

130. C. M. JERVIS. The being, omnipresence, and providence of

God. 1 GREAT GOD! how vast is thine abode!

Mysterious are thy ways! Unseen, thy footsteps in the air,

And trackless in the seas. 2 Yet the whole peopled world bespeaks

Thy being and thy pow'r ; 'Midst the resplendent blaze of day,

And awful midnight hour. 3 Nor all the peopled world alone,

Rich fields and verdant plains, But lonely wilds by man untrod,

Where death-like silence reigns. 4 Tempests and storms that sweep the sky, And cataracts sublime ;

; Volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes,

That waste the torrid clime; 5 Vast caverns deep, and cloud-topt hills,

Huge mountains rude and bare, Terrific rocks and swelling waves

Thy grandeur all declare.

6 Through all creation's widest range

The hand of heav'n is near :
Where'er I wander in the world,
Lo! God is present there.

131. L.M. WATTS. The divine nature, providence, and grace. 1 PRAISE ye the LORD ; 'tis good to raise

Our hearts and voices in his praise :
His nature and his works invite

To make this duty our delight. 2 Great is the LORD! and great his might,

And all his glories infinite :
His wisdom 's vast, and knows no bound;

A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 3 He loves the meek, rewards the just,

Humbles the wicked in the dust,
Melts and subdues the stubborn soul,

And makes the broken spirit whole. 4 The good are precious in his sight;

He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
Approves, and loves his image there.

132. C. M. WATTS. Fore-knowledge and providence of God. 1 LET the whole race of creatures lie

Abas'd before the LORD!
Whate'er his pow'rful hand has form’d,
He governs with a word.


2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies

Were into motion brought; All the long years and worlds to come,

Stood present to his thought.
3 There 's not sparrow, or a worm,

O’erlook'd in his decrees:
He raises monarchs to a throne,

Or sinks with equal ease.
4 If light attend the course I go,

'Tis he provides the rays; And 'tis his hand that hides the sun,

If darkness cloud my days.
5 Trusting his wisdom and his love,

I would not wish to know
What in the book of his decrees

Awaits me here below. ,
6 Be this alone my fervent pray’r,

Whate'er my lot shall be:
Or joys or sorrows, may they form

My soul for heav'n, and thee!

133. S. M. WATTS.

God's universal dominion.
1 THE LORD, the sov'reign King,

Hath fix'd his throne on high ;
O'er all the heav'nly world he rules,

And all beneath the sky.
2 Ye angels, great in might,

And swift to do his will!

Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear,

Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 While all his wondrous works

Thro' his vast kingdom, show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul!

Shalt sing his praises too.

134. C. M. WATTS.

God's eternal dominion.
1 GREAT God! how infinite art thou !

How frail and helpless we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,

And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,

E’er seas or stars were made ; Thou art the everliving God,

Were all the nations dead. 3 Nature and time all open lie

To thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky,

To the last awful day.
4 Eternity, with all its years,

Stands present to thy view ;
To thee there's nothing old appears,

Great Gon! there's nothing new. 5 Our lives thro’ various scenes are drawn,

And vex'd with trifling cares,
While thine eternal thought moves on,

Thinc undisturb'd affairs.

6 Great God! how infinite art thou!

How frail and helpless we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,

And pay their praise to thee.


God's government Zion's joy. 1 YE subjects of the Lord, proclaim The royal honours of his name;

“ Jehovah reigns,” be all your song. 'Tis he thy God, o Zion, reigns. Prepare thy most harmonious strains,

Glad hallelujahs to prolong.
2 Ye princes, boast no more your crown,
But lay the glittering trifle down

In lowly honour at his feet;
A span your narrow empire bounds;
He reigns beyond created rounds,

In self-sufficient glory great.
3 Tremble, ye pageants of a day,
Form’d, like your slaves, of brittle clay;

Down to the dust your sceptres bend; To everlasting years He reigns, And undiminish'd pomp maintains,

When kings, and suns, and time shall

end. 4 So shall his favour'd Zion live; In vain confed'rate nations strive

Her sacred turrets to destroy;

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