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89. L. M. KIPPIS.

God Incomprehensible. 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.

90. C. M. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS.

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.

91. 6s. M. DRUMMOND.

Unity of God.
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.

92. L. M. WATTS.

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 !

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93. S. M.

WATTS. 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.
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.

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94. C. M. STERNHOLD.

Majesty of God. Ps. 18.
i 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.

95.

C. M.

H. K. WHITE.

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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