Imágenes de páginas
PDF
EPUB

May not the works of sovereign grace
Transcend our feeble thoughts?

3 What if the gospel bids us fight
With flesh, and self, and sin?
The prize is most divinely bright,
Which we are call'd to win?

4 What if the foolish and the poor
His glorious grace partake?
This but confirms his truth the more,
For so the prophets spake.

5 Do some, that own his sacred name,
Indulge their souls in sin?

Jesus should never bear the blame,
His laws are pure and clean.

6 Then let our faith grow firm and strong,
Our lips profess his word;

Nor blush, nor fear to walk among
The men that love the Lord.

BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD.
God exalled above all praise.

13t

IET

TERNAL Power! whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God;

Infinite lengths beyond the bounds

Where stars revolve their little rounds!

2 Far in the depths of space, thy throne
Burns with a lustre all its own:
In shining ranks, beneath thy feet,
Angelic pow'rs and splendors meet.
3 Lord, what shall feeble mortals do?
We would adore our Maker too;
With lowly minds to thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High.
4 God is in heav'n, and man below;
Short be our tunes, our words be few.
Let sacred rev'rence check our songs,
And praise sit silent on our tongues.

L M.

14

1

The spirituality of God.
HOU art, O God! a spirit pure,
Invisible to mortal eyes;

THO

Th' immortal, and th' eternal King,
The great, the good, the only wise.
2 Whilst nature changes, and her works
Corrupt, decay, dissolve, and die,
Thine essence pure no change shall see,
Secure in immortality.

3 Thou great Invisible! what hand
Can draw thine image spotless fair!
To what in heaven, to what on earth,
Can men th' immortal King compare!
4 Let stupid heathens frame their gods
Of gold and silver, wood and stone;
Ours is the God that made the heav'ns;
Jehovah he, and God alone.

5 My soul, thy purest homage pay,
In truth and spirit him adore;

15

1

More shall this please than sacrifice,
Than outward forms delight him more.

SOME

The Infinite.

L. M.

C. M.

NOME seraph, lend your heav'nly tongue,
Or harp of golden string,

That I may raise a lofty song

To our eternal King.

2 Thy names, how infinite they be!
Great EVERLASTING ONE!
Boundless thy might and majesty,
And unconfined thy throne.

3 Thy glory shines immensely bright;
Exhaustless is thy grace;

Immortal day breaks from thine eyes,
And Gabriel veils his face.

Thine essence is a vast abyss,
Which angels cannot sound;

16

An ocean of infinities.

Where all our thoughts are drown'd.
5 The myst❜ries of creation lie
Beneath enlighten'd minds;
Thoughts can ascend above the sky
And fly before the winds;

6 Reason may grasp the massy hills,
And stretch from pole to pole;
But half thy name our spirit fills,
And overloads our soul.*

1 WH

God supreme and independent.

4

L. M.

7HAT is our God, or what his name, Nor men can learn, nor angels teach; He dwells concealed in radiant flame, Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach. 2 The spacious worlds of heavenly light, Compar'd with him, how short they fall! How dark are they, and he how bright! Nothing are they, and God is all.

3 He spoke the wondrous word, and lo!
Creation rose at his command;

Whirlwinds and seas their limits know,
Bound in the hollow of his hand.**
4 Then fly, my song, an endless round,
The lofty tune let Gabriel raise;
All nature dwell upon the sound,
But we can ne'er fulfil the praise.

17+

P. M. 14,14,4,7,8.

Praise to God for his goodness and mercy.

1 PRAISE ye Jehovah! with anthems of praise

come before him;

Great is his mercy! with hearts of thanksgiving

adore him;

Firm is his word, Freely his grace is conferr'd;

Humbly for pardon implore him.

2 Praise him all nations! 'Tis he that has crown'd you with blessing:

O come before him, your sins and transgressions confessing;

Worship the Lord; Bow to the claims of his word; Songs to his glory addressing.

3 Angels, rejoicing, unite in the shout of salvation; Daily and nightly they sing to the God of creation: "Worthy to reign, Keeper and Savior of men, O'er every kingdom and nation "

[ocr errors]

4 Praise ye Jehovah! the sov'reign of earth and of heaven,

Unto his holy name honor and glory be given; Wake ev'ry string! Tune all your voices and sing; Heaven and earth reply, amen.

18

1

Unity of God.

TERNAL God, almighty cause

ETE

L. M.

Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown,
All things are subject to thy laws,-
All things depend on thee alone.

2 Thy glorious being singly stands,
Of all, within itself, possest;
By none control'd in thy commands,
And in thyself completely blest.

3 To thee alone ourselves we owe;

Let heav'n and earth due homage pay:
All other gods we disavow,

Deny their claims, renounce their sway.
4 In thee, O Lord, our hope shall rest,
Fountain of peace and joy and love;
Thy favor only makes us blest;

Without thee, all would nothing prove.

5 Worship to thee alone belongs,

Worship to thee alone we give;

Thine be our hearts and thine our songs,
And to thy glory we would live.

[ocr errors]

6 Spread thy great name through heathen lande,

19

Their idol-deities dethrone;

Subdue the world to thy commands,
And reign as thou art, God alone.

1 GR

God incomprehensible.

L. M.

REAT God, in vain man's narrow view
Attempts to look thy nature through;
Our lab'ring pow'rs with rev'rence own
Thy glories never can be known.
2 Not the high seraph's mighty thought,
Who countless years his God has sought,
Such wondrous height or depth can find,
Or fully trace thy boundless mind.

3 Yet, Lord, thy kindness deigns to show
Enough for mortal men to know;

While wisdom, goodness, pow'r divine
Through all thy works and conduct shine.
4 O may our souls with rapture trace
Thy works of nature and of grace,
Explore thy sacred truth, and still
Press on to know and do thy will!

20

1

G

God eternal and unchangeable.

YREAT God, how infinite art thou!
How frail and weak are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow
And pay their praise to thee.

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere earth or heav'n was made;
Thou art the ever-living 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,

M

« AnteriorContinuar »