And can this mighty King

Of glory condescend ?
And will He write His name,

“My Father and my Friend ?"
I love His name, I love His word;
Join, all my powers, to praise the Lord.

219 Psalm cxxxix. 7.

BEXbove abbey and that boundless sea,

8.6. CONDER, 1

that dome of
Further than thought itself can flee,

Thy dwelling is on high :
Yet dear the awful thought to me,

That Thou, my God, art nigh :
2 Art nigh, and yet my labouring mind

Feels after Thee in vain,
Thee in these works of power to find,

Or to Thy seat attain.
Thy messenger, the stormy wind;

Thy path, the trackless main :3 These speak of Thee with loud acclaim;

They thunder forth Thy praise ;
The glorious honour of Thy name,

The wonders of Thy ways:
But Thou art not in tempest-flame,

Nor in day's glorious blaze.
4 We hear Thy voice, when thunders roll

Through the wide fields of air;
The waves obey Thy dread control;

Yet still Thou art not there.
Where shall I find Him, O my soul,

Who yet is every where ?
5 Oh, not in circling depth or height,

But in the conscious breast,
Present to faith, though veil'd from sight,

There does His Spirit rest.
O come, Thou Presence Infinite !

And make Thy creature bless'd.

217

Psalın xcvii. 1.

L. M.

WATTS.

,

His robes are light and majesty;
His glory shines with beams so bright,

No mortal can sustain the sight.
2 His terrors keep the world in awe;

His justice guards His holy law;
His love reveals a smiling face;

His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all His works His wisdom shines,

And bares Satan's deep designs ;
His power is

vereign to fulfil
The noblest counsels of His will.
4 And will this glorious Lord descend

To be my Father and my Friend ?
Then let my songs with angels join;
Heaven is secure, if God be mine.

218

Psalm xcix. 1, 2. 148th M. WATTS. THis throne

is built on high:
The garments He assumes

Are light and majesty:
His glories shine with beams so bright,

No mortal eye can bear the sight. 2 The thunders of His hand

Keep the wide world in awe;
His wrath and justice stand

To guard His holy law :
And where His love resolves to bless,

His truth confirms and seals the grace. 3 Through all His ancient works

Surprising wisdom shines,
Confounds the powers of hell,

And breaks their dark designs.
Strong is His arm, and shall fulfil
His great decrees, His sovereign will.

4 And can this mighty King

Of glory condescend ?
And will He write His name,

“My Father and my Friend ?"
I love His name, I love His word;
Join, all my powers, to praise the Lord.

219 Psalm cxxxix. 7.

BEXDONDbeyond that boundless sea,

8.6. CONDER 1 EY

Above that
Further than thought itself can flee,

Thy dwelling is on high :
Yet dear the awful thought to me,

That Thou, my God, art nigh :
2 Art nigh, and yet my labouring mind

Feels after Thee in vain,
Thee in these works of power to ind,

Or to Thy seat attain.
Thy messenger, the stormy wind;

Thy path, the trackless main : 3 These speak of Thee with loud acclaim;

They thunder forth Thy praise ;
The glorious honour of Thy name,

The wonders of Thy ways:
But Thou art not in tempest-flame,

Nor in day's glorious blaze.
4 We hear Thy voice, when thunders roll

Through the wide fields of air;
The waves obey Thy dread control;

Yet still Thou art not there.
Where shall I find Him, O my soul,

Who yet is every where ?
8 Oh, not in circling depth or height,

But in the conscious breast,
Present to faith, though veil'd from sighty

There does His Spirit rest.
O come, Thou Presence Infinite !

And make Thy creature bless'd.

220

Matt. vi. 9-13. L. M. 1

Thy glorious name be hallow'd still. Thy kingdom come with power and love,

And earth, like heaven, obey Thy will. 2 Lord, make our daily wants Thy care;

Forgive the sins that we forsaken:
O let us in Thy kindness share,

As fellow-men of ours partake. 3 Evils beset us every hour;

Thy kind protection we implore:
Thine is the kingdom, Thine the power,
Be Thine the glory evermore.

221

, theme,

Heb. X, 23. C. M. WATTS. 1

And speak some boundless thing; The mighty works, or mightier name,

Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness,

And sound His power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of His grace,

And the performing God.
3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord

For wretched, dying men;
His hand has writ the sacred word

With an immortal pen.
4 Engravd as in eternal brass,

The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the powers of darkness raso

Those everlasting lines. 5 He that can dash whole worlds to death,

And make them when He please, He speaks, and that almighty breath

Fulfils His great decrees.

6 His very word of grace is strong

As that which built the skies; The voice that rolls the stars along

Speaks all the promises. 7 He said, Let the wide heaven be spread,

And heaven was stretch'd abroad : Abraham, I'll be thy God, He said,

And He was Abraham's God. 8 O might I hear Thy heavenly tongue

But whisper, Thou art mine, Those gentle words should raise my song

To notes almost divine. 9 How would my leaping heart rejoice,

And think my heaven secure ! I trust the all-creating voice,

And faith desires no more.

222 Micah vil. 18.

,

112th M. DAVIES, 1 (REAT God of wonders, all Thy ways

But the bright glories of Thy grace,
Beyond Thine other wonders shine.
Who is a pardoning God like Thee ?

Or who has grace so rich and free ? 2 Such deep transgressions to forgive,

Such guilty, daring worms to spare,
This is Thy grand prerogative,
And in the honour none shall share.
Is there a pardoning God like Thee?

Or is there grace so rich and free ? 3 Pardon from an offended God;

Pardon for sins of deepest die;
Pardon bestow'd through Jesus' blood;
Pardon that brings the rebel nigh.
Where is the pardoning God like Thee !
Or where the grace so rich and free ?