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2 Heaven's brightest lamps with Him compared,
How mean they look and dim!
When once compared with him.
And truth is his delight;
Shall perish from his sight.
Pay, O my soul, to God;
To his sublime abode.
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
Than the best forms of speech.
And they thy face shall see.
The Counsels of God unsearchable.
Th’ eternal uncreated mind?
Measure and search his nature out ? 2 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell,
And what can mortals know or tell ;
And all the shining worlds on high. 3 God is a King of power unknown,
Firm are the orders of his throne ;
Or ask him why? or what he does ?
He calms the tempest of the soul;
5 He gave the vaulted heaven its form,
The crooked serpent, and the worm;
And smites the sons of pride to death.
But who shall dare approach his face?
The Providence of God supreme.
And wait your Maker's nod;
The honours of her God.
With all the fates of men;
Drawn by th' eternal pen.
And makes his counsels shine ;
Fulfils some deep design.
To sceptres and a crown ;
And treads the monarch down.
My fate with curious eyes;
Or what bright scenes may rise.
O may I find my name
Beneath my Lord the Lamb.
His wonders to perform ;
happy servant he,
ind be with honour crown'd. 3 Christ shall cae banquet spread
With his own bounteous hand, Lad muise that favour'd servant's head
Amidst the angelie band.
END JE BOCE III.
IN FIVE PARTS.
Part 1.-OF GOD THE CREATOR.
PART II.-OF GOD THE REDEEMER.
Part III.--THE STRAIT GATE.
Part IV. -THE WEDDING GARMENT.
PART V. THE ARK.