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Thy sovereign majesty
St. Martin's. Medford.
Immortal praise we give,
And bid us rebels live.
Who makes thine anger cease;
And died to make our peace.
Immortal glory given;
And trains us up for heaven.
Adore th' eternal God,
Through nations far abroad.
One general song to raise ;
Let saints, in earth and heaven, combine
In harmony and praise. 37
Monmouth. Dresden. 1 FATHER of heaven! whose love profound
A ransom for our souls hath found,
To us thy pardoning love extend.
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord !
To us thy saving grace extend.
The soul is raised from sin and death,
To us thy quickening power extend.
Mysterious Godhead! Three in One!
L. M. 38
Can fathom the eternal mind ?
By searching to perfection find ?
Harmonious, their adoring songs ; Theirlaboring thoughts sink down oppressed
And praises die upon their tongues.
A portion of his ways to sing;
My humble, grateful tribute bring. 39
Spencer, Dundee 1 HOW wondrous great-how glorious bright
Must our Creator be!
Of an eternal day!
Toward his celestial throne;
And the almighty One.
And mounts above the skies:
Our grovelling reason lies!
And awfully adore ;
Thy mercy we implore.
To heaven's almighty King,
And sweep th’immortal string.
L. M. Old Hundred. Duke Street
Attempt thy great Creator's praise:
2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears ;
Ten thousand suns around him shine.
Onnipotence, with wisdom, shines,
Declare the glory of his name.
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ;
Till listening worlds shall join the song ! 41
Winchester. Rotterdam. 1 THE Lord, the God of glory, reigns,
In robes of majesty arrayed ;
And guides the worlds his hands have made. 2 Ere rolling worlds began to move,
Or ere the heavens were spread abroad,
From everlasting thou art God.
Aloud the angry tempests roar;
And foam, and lash the trembling shore. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high,
Controls the fiercely raging seas;
The waves sink down in gentle peace. 5 Thy sovereign laws are ever sure,
Eternal holiness is thine;
And in thy blest resemblance shine.
Men not comparable to God.
Contend with their Creator, God?
More holy, wise, or just, than he ?
Of all the spirits round his throne:
3 Almighty Power, to thee we bow!
How frail are we!-how glorious thou'
Duke Street. Lowall 43
Angels the Ministers of God.
The King of glory spreads his seat,
Stand waiting round his awful feet.
At thy command they go and come;
And guard thy children to their home
His robes are light and majesty;
No mortal can sustain the sight.
His justice guards his holy law;
His truth and promise seal the grace.
And baffles Satan's deep designs;
The noblest counsels of his will.
To be my father and my friend?
Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 45
1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns,
His throne is built on high;
Are light and majesty;
No mortal eye With beams so bright, Can bear the sigh 2 The thunders of his hand
Still keep the world in awe ;
His wrath and justice stand
To guard his holy law;
And seals the grace. 3 Through all his ancient works
Surprising wisdom shines,
And breaks their cursed designs ;
Of glory condescend?
My father, and my friend?? —
I love his word! | And praise the ord. 46
Of our eternal King;
• Thrice holy,' let us sing !
Pay, O my soul, to God;
To his sublime abode.
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
Than noblest forms of speech.
From all pollution free;
And they thy face
PROVIDENCE AND GOVERNMENT OF GOD. 47
And wait your Maker's nod;
The honors of her God.