1 GREAT 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 0! 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.
God the only Object of Worship. Ps. 81. 1 O GOD, our strength, to thee the song With grateful hearts we raise; To thee, and thee alone, belong All worship, love, and praise.
2 In trouble's dark and stormy hour, Thine ear hath heard our prayer; And graciously thine arm of power Hath saved us from despair.
3 And thou, O ever gracious Lord, Wilt keep thy promise still,
If, meekly hearkening to thy word, We seek to do thy will.
4 Led by the light thy grace imparts, Ne'er may we bow the knee
To idols, which our wayward hearts Set up instead of thee.
5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, Thy faithful people bless;
For them shall earth its stores afford, And heaven its happiness.
1 THE God who reigns alone O'er earth, and sea, and sky, Let man with praises own, And sound his honors high.
2 Him all in heaven above, Him all on earth below, The exhaustless source of love, The great Creator know.
3 He formed the living frame, He gave the reasoning mind; Then only He may claim The worship of mankind.
4 So taught his only Son, Blessed messenger of grace! The Eternal is but one, No second holds his place.
Greatness of God. Ps. 145.
1 My God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim ; Thy bounty flows, an endless stream; Thy mercy swift; thine anger slow, But dreadful to the stubborn foe.
4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine; Let every realm with joy proclaim The sound and honor of thy name.
5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of their tongue.
6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds; Vast and unsearchable thy ways; Vast and immortal be thy praise!
God's Sovereignty and Man's Dignity. Ps. 8. 1 O LORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.
2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondering eyes, And see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies:
3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that feeble thing, Akin to dust and worms!
4 Lord, what is feeble man,
That thou shouldst love him so! Next to thine angels is he placed, And lord of all below.
5 How rich thy bounties are! And wondrous are thy ways;
Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise.
6 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.
Majesty of God. Ps. 18.
1 THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky.
2 On cherubim and seraphim Full royally he rode,
And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain;
And he as sovereign Lord and King For evermore shall reign.
God's Power over his Works.
1 THE Lord our God is full of might, The winds obey his will;
He speaks, and in his heavenly height The rolling sun stands still.
2 Rebel, ye waves! and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore.
3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine; Without his high behest,
Ye shall not in the mountain pine Disturb the sparrow's nest.
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