Almighty God, to Thee Be endless honours done; The undivided Three, And the mysterious One! Where reason fails with all her powers, There faith prevails, and love adores. Isaac Watts. 1709. VII. O King of kings, before whose throne Since heaven and earth belong to Thee: O Jesu, set at God's right hand, Who still on earth Thy succour need; O Holy Spirit, Fount of breath, Whose comforts never fail nor fade, Vouchsafe the life that knows no death, Vouchsafe the light that knows no shade; And grant, that we through all our days May share Thy gifts, and sing Thy praise. Anon. [1857.] II. GOD THE CREATOR. "I believe in one God, the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible." VIII. PSALM C. Before Jehovah's awful throne, His sov'reign power, without our aid, We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, Wide as the world is Thy command, Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Isaac Watts. 1719. Varied by Charles Wesley. 1741. IX. PSALM XCIII. The Lord Jehovah reigns Begirt with sovereign might, Upheld by Thy commands, And skies and stars obey Thy word: In vain the noisy crowd, The surly nations fight, And dash like waves against the shore. Let floods and nations rage, And all their powers engage; Let swelling tides assault the sky : The terrors of Thy frown Shall beat their madness down : Thy throne for ever stands on high. Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new ; There fixed, Thy Church shall ne'er remove : Thy saints with holy fear Shall in Thy courts appear, And sing Thine everlasting love. Isaac Watts. 1719. X. Let all the world rejoice, The great Jehovah reigns ; The thunders are His awful voice; The glories of His Name The lightnings, floods, and hail proclaim. He rules by sea and land, O'er boundless realms He sways; He holds the oceans in His hand, And mighty mountains weighs : Unequalled and alone In majesty He fills His throne. The universe He made The earth's foundations He hath laid, When heaven, and earth, and sea, When the bright orb of day And earth's fair form was seen, And trees, and fields, and meadows green, Glad was the angel throng To see His might prevail; While yet in youth it stood; But this fair world shall die, Soon shall the day be o'er Of yonder brilliant sun; His race of glory run; And soon, alas! all soon Shall fade the stars, and yon pale moon. But ever fix'd, the throne Of the Eternal One Shall stand, when all creation's gone, Unequalled and alone; New worlds to make at will, And His own wise designs fulfil. XI. John Hunt. 1853. PSALM CXV. Not unto us, Almighty Lord, We only live to honour Thee. |