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Hail, Abraham's God and ours !
We join the heavenly lays,
His endless praise.
211 Heb. i. 10–12.
C. M. WATTS. REAT God, how infinite art Thou !
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to Thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ére seas or stars were made; Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead. 3 Nature and time quite naked lio
To Thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky
To the great burning day. 4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in Thy view;
Great God, there's nothing new. 5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vex'd with trifling cares,
Thine undisturb'd affairs.
What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to Thee.
212 Psalm xo. 2.
WATTS. 1 ISE, rise, my soul, and leave
the ground, And rouse up every tuneful sound,
To praise th' Eternal God.
2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread,
Jehovah fill'd His throne;
The Maker liv'd alone.
But still maintain their prime; Eternity's His dwelling-place,
And ever is His time.
The present and the past,
And sees our ages waste.
213 1 Tim. v. 16.
, u We can't behold Thy bright abode ; O'tis beyond a creature mind
To glance a thought half way to God. 2 Infinite leagues beyond the sky
The great Eternal reigns alone,
Nor angels climb the topless throne. 3 The Lord of glory builds His seat
Of gems insufferably bright,
Substantial beams of gloomy night.
Look through and cheer us from above;
214 Psalm cit. 27. L. M. DODDRIDGE
1 REAT Former of this various frame,
Our souls adore Thine awful name,
2 Before Thine infinite survey,
Creation rose as yesterday;
See earth and stars in ruin lie.
Thou dwellest in eternal light,
While suns and systems waste away. 4 Our days a transient period run,
And change with every circling sun ;
Before the moth we sink to dust. 5 But let the creatures fall around;
Let death consign us to the ground;
And melt the arches of the skies ; 6 Calm as the summer's ocean, we
Can all the wreck of nature see;
215 Isaiah Ivil 15. How bright,
OW wondrous great, how glorious
Must our Creator be,
Of vast in !
Toward the celestial throne;
And the Almighty One.
And climbs above the skies ;
Our grovelling reason lies.
4 Lord, here we bend our humble souls,
And awfully adore,
Can stretch a thought no more. $ Thy glories infinitely rise
Above our labouring tongue; In vain the highest seraph tries
To form an equal song. 6 In humble notes our faith adores
The great mysterious King, While angels strain their nobler powers,
And sweep the immortal string.
James 1. 17. C. M. WATTS. 1 row shall I praise th' Eternal God, Who can ascend His high abode,
Or venture near His throne ? 2 The great Invisible ! He dwells
Conceal'd in dazzling light; But His all-searching eye reveals
The secrets of the night.
Survey the world around;
Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 He knows no shadow of a change,
Nor alters His decrees ;
To guard His promises.
Speak some forgiving word ;
The glories of my Lord.
217 Psalm xcvii. 1. J.
L. M, WATTS. 1 EHOVAH reigns, His throne is high,
His robes are light and majesty; His glory shines with beams so bright,
No mortal can sustain the sight.
His justice guards His holy law;
His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all His works His wisdom shines,
And batlles Satan's deep designs ;
The noblest counsels of His will.
To be my Father and my Friend?
Psalm xcix. 1, 2. 148th M. Warts. 1
His throne is built on high :
Are light and majesty:
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 2 The thunders of His hand
Keep the wide world in awe;
To guard His holy law :
His truth confirms and seals the grace. 3 Through all His ancient works
Surprising wisdom shines,
And breaks their dark designs.