8 Lord God almighty, ceaseless praise | 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, In heav'n, thy throne, to thee is giv'n; And fixt the starry lights on high: Here, as in heav'n, thy name we bless, He fills the sun with morning light, For where thy presence shines, is He bids the moon direct the night. heav'n. 158. T. 14. LONG ere the lofty skies were spread, Jehovah fill'd his throne; 2 His boundless years can ne'er de- 3 While like a tide our minutes flow, 159.* T. 590. LORD, when thou saidst, "So let it be," The heav'ns were spread, and shone, And this whole earth stood gloriously; Thou spak'st, and it was done; The whole creation still records, Unto this very day, 3 He sent his Son with pow'r to save But man is thy peculiar care. My God, how excellent thy grace! Whence all our hope and comfort That thou art God, the Lord of lords; The sons of Adam in distress [springs, Thee all things must obey. Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 3 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy, like a river, flows, And we the living water taste. Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from thy presence, gracious And in thy light divine we see [Lord, The glories promis'd in thy word. 163.* T. 214. I WILL sing to my Creator, Unto God I'll render praise, Who by ev'ry thing in nature Magnifies his tender grace. Nought but loving condescension Still inclines his faithful heart To support and take their part, Who pursue his blest intention. All things to their period tend, 2 Yea, his Son his heart paternal 3 His good Spirit's blest instruction Leads me in the way to heav'n. 4 My soul's welfare he advances, 5 As a hen is us'd to gather my God withdrawn his favor, 6 Since nor end, nor bounds, nor mea- Grant me grace both day and night, WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, 2 O how shall words with equal warmth That glows within my ravish'd heart! 4 To all my weak complaints and cries Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul From whom those comforts flow'd. 7 Thro' hidden dangers, toils & deaths, 8 When worn with sickness,oft hast thou 9 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts life Thy goodness I'll pursue; 11 Thro' all eternity to thee A joyful song I'll raise: IN thee I live, and move, and am; 2 From thee I am, thro' thee I am, 3 Naked I came into this world, And nothing with me brought; 4 I do not praise my lab'ring hand, 5 Thy bounty gives me bread with 6. The daily favors of my God 7 Lord, in the day, thou art about The paths wherein I tread; Thou art about my bed, 8 O let my house a temple be, 166.* T. 192. How well, O Lord, art thou thy people leading, [strange! Tho' oft thy ways seem wonderful and There can be nothing wrong in thy proceeding, Because thy faithfulness can never change. Thy ways seem often crooked, yet are straight, In which thy children are ordain'd to wałk: Should all to ruin seem to go and wreck, At last 'tis seen that thou art wise and great. 2 Far as from east to west, thy wisdom scatters Things, which man's prudence to combine would try: And that, which some would lay in bonds and fetters, Is by thy power rais'd to reach the sky. The contrary of what thou dost intend Sometimes presents itself to human sight; [it right, Man, while he thought he understood Is often disappointed in the end. 3 'Fore thee that's nought, which is the admiration Of all; what's nothing, that thou lov'st, O Lord! Fine words with thee find no recommendation, [afford. Thy impulse must th' emphatic pow'r The haughty pharisee thou passest by, To humble sinners thou dost mercy show; Thy thoughts are very high, who can them know! What human mind thy wisdom can descry! To help ourselves we're utterly unable, Thou art but adding grief to grief, no man could guess, Are ever fed, and kept within thy fold. By methods cross to flesh and sense! Our wants and cares are fully known. To him, who chose us for his own, 6 Sometimes it seems, thou art severe-4 ly dealing, Again art tender and compassionate: Thy chastisement corrects us when we're failing, Whene'er our minds seek to extravagate. Then bashfulness forbids us to look up; Thy holy Spirit peace unto us brings, He knows the hours for joy and gladness, The proper time and proper place; Are we but faithful 'midst our sadness, Seek not ourselves, but seek his He'll come, before we are aware,(praise: And dissipate our grief and care. 5 God can this hour with ev'ry dainty The poor man's table amply spread; And strip the rich of all his plenty, And send him out to beg his bread : Rely on him for preservation, [praise; On whom the whole creation stays. 3 Thy faithfulness eternal, 4 My soul! then with assurance 169.* T. 595. ; GIVE to the winds thy fears, 2 He ev'ry where hath way, And all things serve his might, His ev'ry act pure blessing is, His path unsullied light: When he makes bare his arm, What shall his work withstand ? When he his people's cause defends, Who, who shall stay his hand? 3 Leave to his sov'reign sway To choose and to command, With wonder fill'd, thou then shalt own Yet earth and heaven tell, 4 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, CHILDREN of God lack nothing, Nor flocks nor herds be there: His praise shall tune my voice; 171. T. 581. QUIET, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaned child: From distrust and envy free, Pleas'd with all that pleaseth thee. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave: 'Tis enough that thou wilt care, Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone: Let me thus with thee abide, Father, Guard and Guide. 4 Thus preserv'd from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears, May I live upon thy smiles, Till the promis'd hour appears, When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love. |