KIPPIS. 149. God Incomprehensible. 1 Grrat God, in vain man's narrow view Attempts to look thy nature through: Our laboring powers with reverence 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 And yet thy kindness deigns to show Enough for mortal minds to know; While wisdom, goodness, power divine, Through all thy works and conduct shine. 4 Oh 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 ! 1 LORD, thou hast searched and seen me through: Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; The Just lind. HYMNS OF THE SPIRIT 3 Within thy circling power I stand; | 153. On every side I find thy band : 1 The Lord is just; this is his throne: I am surrounded still with God. The world his righteousness shall own; Yea, all the world with awe shall see 4 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, He reigns and rules in equity. Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; 2 His perfect law the world surrounds, Consent to sin, for God is there! And sets to every wrong its bounds; Makes sure the triumph of the right. 152. Providence. 3 Ye troubled spirits, seek his face, And rest upon his righteousness; Let sacred courage fill your hearts, The strength the righteous God imparta 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, 4 Let none who suffer wrong despair; As mountains their foundations keep: The God of justice bears their prayer: Wise are the wonders of thy hands; Let none dare break his statutes pure; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. God's justice, though it wait, is sure. WATTS. 1 3 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; 5 Just is our God, for ever just; Upon this rock I fix my trust : 154. METHODIST COL. 12 Thou didst form me by thy power; | THEY who seek the throne of grace, Thou wilt guide me, hour by hour: Find that throne in every place: All my times shall ever be If we live a life of prayer, Ordered by thy wise decree, – God is present everywhere. 3 Times of sickness, times of health; 2 In our sickness, in our health; Times of penury and wealth; In our want, or in our wealth, Times of trial and of grief; If we look to God in prayer, Times of triumph and relief; God is present everywhere. 4 Times temptation's power to prove; 8 When our earthly comforts fail, Times to taste a Saviour's love: When the woes of life prevail, All is fixed, the means and end, "Tis the time for earnest prayer: As shall please my heavenly Friend. God is present everywhere. ( Then, my soul, in every strait, 156. God our Teacher. METU. OUL To thy Father, come and wait; 1 LORD, that I may learn of thee, He will answer every prayer: Give me true simplicity; God is present everywhere. Wean my soul, and keep it low, Willing thee alone to know. 155. Our Times in the Hand of God RYLAND | SOVEREIGN Ruler of the skies, 2 Let me cast my reeds aside, Ever gracious, ever wise, All that feeds my knowing pride ; All my times are in thy hand, Not to man, but God, submit, All events at thy command. Lay my reasonings at thy feet; BOW RINA 8 Of my boasted wisdom spoiled, Docile, helpless as a child; 157. God our Shepherd. Ps. 23. MERRIOK 1 Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine ! Want shall never more be mine: 158. All from God. Morning or Evening. 1 Father, thy paternal care Has my guardian been, my guide; Every hallowed wish and prayer Has thy hand of love supplied : Thine is every thought of bliss, Left by hours and days gone by, Every hope thy offspring is, Beaming from futurity 2 Every sun of splendid ray; Every moon that shines serene; Every morn that welcomes day; Every evening's twilight scene; Every hour which wisdom brings ; Every incense at thy shrine, These, and all life's holiest things, And its fairest, — all are thine. 9 When I faint with summer's heat, Ile shall lead my weary feet 3 lle my soul anew shall frame; And, his mercy to proclaim, 3 And, for all, my hymns shall rise Daily to thy gracious throne: 1 Constant, to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend; And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. God's Power over his Works. 159. H. K. Waith | 2 The whole in every part proclaims 1 The Lord our God is full of might, Thy infinite good-will: The winds obey his will; It shines in stars, and flows in streams, IIe speaks, and in his heavenly height And bursts from every hill. The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land, 3 We view it o'er the spreading main, With threatening aspect, roar: And heavens which spread more wide The Lord uplifts his awful hand, It drops in gentle showers of rain, And chains you to the shore. And rolls in every tide. 8 Howl, winds of night, your force combine: 4 Long hath it been diffused abroad, Without his high behest,. Through ages past and gone; Ye shall not in the mountain pine Nor ever can exhausted be, Disturb the sparrow's nest. But still keeps flowing on. 4 Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend; Ye monarchs, wait his nod; 5 Through the whole earth it pours supplies, And bid the choral song ascend, Spreads joy through every part: To celebrate our God. Oh may such love attract my eyes, And captivate my heart; My best affections move; And fill my heart with love! 160. BROWNE |
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