HYMN 1. C. M. Scorr.
Almighty...Gen. xvii. 1.
1 GREAT God, thy penetrating eye- Pervades my inmost powers; With awe profound my wond'ring soul Falls prostrate, and adores.
2 To be encompass'd round with God, The holy and the just; Arm'd with Omnipotence to save, Or crumble me to dust.
3 0, how tremendous is the thought! Deep may it be imprest! And may thy spirit firmly grave This truth within my breast!
4 By thee observ'd...by thee upheld, Let earth or hell oppose;
I'll press with dauntless courage on, And dare the proudest foes.
5 Yes, for thy arm shall be my strength, And thine Almighty pow'r
Shall well fulfil thy promises, And victory secure.
6 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul The gloomy vale shall tread; And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown Of glory on my head.
2. L. M. STEELE. Being of God....Psalm, civ.
1 THERE is a God, all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies: See from the clouds his glory breaks, When the first beams of morning rise: 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. 3 The flow'ry tribes all blooming rise Above the weak attempts of art;
The smallest worms, the meanest flics, Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 4: Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of the God- Bow down before him, and adore.
3. C. M. STFELE. Condescension of God.... 1 Kings, viii. 27. 1 ETERNAL pow'r, almighty God! Who can approach thy throne? Accessless light is thine abode, To augel-eyes unknown.
2 Before the radience of thine eye, The heavens no longer shine;
And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine.
3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below?
To this vile world thy netice bend→→ These seats of sin and wo?
[4 But O! to show thy smiling face, To bring thy glories near! Amazing and transporting grace, To dwell with mortals here!]
5 How strange! how awful is thy love! With trembling we adore:
Not all th' exalted minds above Its wonders can explore.
6 While golden harps and angel tongues Resound immortal lays, Great God, permit our humble songs To rise and mean thy praise.
Dominion and Power of God....Psalm, xciii. 1 THE Lord. the God of glory reigns, In robes of Majesty array'd;
His rule omnipotence sustains,
And guides the worlds his hands have made.
2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, Or ere the heavens were stretch'd abroad, Thy awful throne was fixt above: From everlasting thou art God. 3 The swelling floods tumultuous rise→→→ Aloud the angry tempests roar; Lift their proud billows to the skies, And foam and lash the trembling shore. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high, Controuls the fiercely raging seas;
He speaks! and noise and tempest fly- The waves sink down in gentle peace. 5 Thy sovereign laws are ever sure— Eternal holiness is thine;
And, Lord, thy people should be pure, And in thy blest resemblance shine.
Eternity of God....Psalm xc. 1, 2. 1 THOU didst, O mighty God, exist Ere time began its race→→→ Before the ampie elements Fill'd up the void of
2 Before the pond'rous earthly globe In fluid air was stay'd-
Before the ocean's mighty springs Their liquid stores display'd.
[3 Ere thro' the gloom of ancient night The streaks of light appear'd Before the high celestial arch Or starry poles were rear'd.]
4 Ere men ador'd, or angels knew, Or prais'd thy wond'rous name, Thy bliss, (O sacred spring of life!) And glory, were the same.
5 And when the pillars of the world, With sudden ruin break,
And all this vast and goodly frame Sinks in the mighty wreck:
6 When from her orb the moon shall startTh' astonish'd sun roll back;
While all the trembling starry lamps Their ancient course forsake:
? For ever permanent and fixt.... From agitation free- Unchang'd in everlasting years, Shall thy existence be.
6. L. M. SCOTT.
Exalted above all praise....Neh. ix. 5. 1 AWAKE, my soul, attune the lyre, And raise to heaven a noble song; With fixed heart adore the Lord, And spread his praises with thy tongue.
2 But O, the vast, the boundless theme! Nor human, nor angelic mind,
Can touch the height, or sound the depth, Nor all their brightest pow'rs combin'd. 3 Immensely far beyond their ken, His matchless, countless glories rise, And clouds and darkness veil his face From the most penetrating eyes.
4 But should those circling clouds disperse, And the full Deity display- O'erwhelm'd with the refulgent blaze, Th' astonish'd heavens would shrink away. 5 Great God, and shall a guilty worm, A groveling insect of the night, Take aim at heaven and boldly dare Celebrate beauties infinite?
[6 Fir'd with the view, my panting soul Does oft her feeble pinions try; Oft she attempts in tuneful lays, The glories of the Deity.]
7 Vain efforts of a tow'ring mind, Such awful myst'ries to explore;
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