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

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LL-POW'RFUL, self-existent God,
Who all creation dost sustain!

Thou wast, and art, and art to come;
And everlasting is thy reign.

Fix'd and eternal as thy days,

Each glorious attribute divine, Thro' ages infinite, shall still

With undiminished lustre shine.

3 Fountain of being! source of good
Immutable dost thou remain;
Nor can the shadow of a change
Obscure the glories of thy reign.

4 Nature her order shall reverse,

Revolving seasons cease their round; Nor spring appear with blooming pride, Nor autumn be with plenty crown'd: 5 Yon shining orbs forget their course; The sun his destin'd path forsake; And burning desolation mark

Amid the world his wand'ring track:

6 Earth may with all her pow'rs dissolve, If such the great Creator's will: But thou for ever art the same; "I am" is thy memorial still.

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God almighty.

GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame,
Give to the Lord renown and pow❤,

Ascribe due honours to his name,
And his eternal might adore.

The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud,
O'er the vast ocean and the land;
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,
And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He speaks, and howling tempests rise,
And lay the forest bare around;
The fiercest beasts, with piteous cries,
Confess the terror of the sound.

4 H thunders rend the vaulted skies,
And palaces and temples shake.
The mountains tremble at the noise,
The valleys roar, the deserts quake.
5 The Lord sits sov'reign o'er the flood;
The Thund'rer reigns for ever King;
But makes his church his blest abode,
Where we his awful glories sing.

6 We see no terrors in his name,
But in our God a Father find.

The voice, that shakes all nature's frame,
Speaks comfort to the pious mind.

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1 "TWA AS God who hurl'd the rolling spheres,

And stretch'd the boundless skies;

Who form'd the plan of endless years,
And bade the ages risc.

2 From everlasting is his might,
Immense and unconfin'd:

He pierces through the realms of light,
And rides upon the wind.

He darts along the burning skies;
Loud thunders round him roar:
All heav'n attends him, as he flies;
All hell proclaims his pow'r.

He scatters nations with his breath;
The scatter'd nations fly:

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Blue pestilence and wasting death,
Confess the Godhead nigh.

5 Ye worlds, with ev'ry living thing,
Fulfil his high command:

Mortals, pay homage to your King,
And own his ruling hand.

1 WHEN in dark and dreadful gloom, Clouds on clouds portentous spread,

Black as if the day of doom

Hung o'er nature's shrinking head:
When the lightning breaks from high,
God is coming-God is nigh!

2 Then we hear his chariot wheels,
As the mighty thunder rolls;
Nature, startled nature reels,
From the centre to the poles:
Then the ocean, earth, and sky,
Tremble as he passes by!

3 Darkness, wild with horror, forms
His mysterious hiding-place;
Should he from his ark of storms,
Rend the veil and show his face,
At the judgment of his eye,
All the universe would die.

4 God of vengeance! from above,
While thine awful bolts are hurl'd,
O remember thou art love!

Spare! O spare a guilty world!

Stay thy flaming wrath awhile,
Let the bow of promise smile!

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God omnipresent and omniscient.

LORD, thou hast search'd and seen me through; Thine eye commands, with piercing view,

My rising and my resting hours,

My heart and flesh, with all their pow'rs.

? Could I so false, so faithless prove,
To quit thy service and thy love;
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun,
Or from thy dreadful glory run?

3 If, mounted on a morning ray,

I fly beyond the western sea;
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.

4 Or should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night;
One glance of thine, one piercing ray
Would kindle darkness into day.
5 The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from thy all-searching eyes.
Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon
Through midnight shades, as blazing noon.
SO may these thoughts possess my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there.

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1 LORD, all I am is known to thee!
In vain my soul would try

To shun thy presence, or to flee
The notice of thine eye.

Thy all-surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest,

My public walks, my private ways,
And secrets of my breast.

My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord,
Before they're form'd within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word,
Thou know'st the sense I mean.

40 wondrous knowledge, deep and high!
Where can a creature hide?

Within tay circling arms I lie,
Beset on ev'ry side.

5 So let thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,

To guard my soul from ev'ry ill,
Secur'd by sov'reign love.

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God's Wisdom.

SONGS of immortal praise belong

To my almighty God:

He hath my heart, and he my tongue,
To spread his name abroad.

2 How great the works his hand hath wrought!
How glorious in our sight!
And men in ev'ry age have sought
His wonders with delight.

3 How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise th' eternal mind!

His counsels never change the scheme
That his first thoughts design'd.

4 When he redeem'd the sons of men,
He fix'd his cov'nant sure:

The orders, that his lips pronounce,
To endless years endure.

5 Nature, and time, and earth, and skies,
Thy heav'nly skill proclaim.
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy name?

9 To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy grace,
Is our divinest skill;

And he's the wisest of our race,
Who best obeys thy will.

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God holy and just.

HOLY and rev'rend is the name

Of our eternal King.