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315. The Power and Dominion of God. (L.M. 1 THE Lord, the God of glory, reigns,

1 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 heav'ns were stretch'd abroad;
Thy awful throne was fix'd 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,

Controls the fiercely raging seas;
He speaks ! and noise and tempest fly,

The waves sink down in gentle peace.
5 Thy soy'reign laws are ever sure,

Eternal holiness is thine;
And, Lord, thy people should be pure,
And in thy blest resemblance shine.

316. The Glories of God. (C. M.)
1 H AIL holy, holy, holy Lord!

II Be endless praise to thee!
Supreme, essential one, ador’d,

In co-eternal three. .
2 Enthron’d in everlasting state,

Ere time its round began,
Who join'd in council to create,

The dignity of man.

3 To whom Isaiah's vision show'd,

The seraphs veil their wings,
While thee, Jehovah, Lord, and God,

Th' angelic army sings.
4 To thee by mystic pow'rs on high,

Were humble praises giv'n,
When John beheld, with favour'd eye,

Th’ inbabitants of heav'n!
5 All that the name of creature own,

To thee in hymns aspire ;
May we, as angels on our thrones,

For ever join the choir ! 6 Hail boly, holy, holy Lord !

Be endless praise to thee ;
Supreme, essential one, ador'd,

In co-eternal three.

317. The Infinite. (C. M.)
1 SOME seraph, lend your heav'nly tongue,
D Or harp of golden string,
That I may raise a lofty song,

To our eternal King.
2 Thy names, how infinite they be,

Great everlasting One!
Boundless thy might and majesty,

And unconfin’d thy throne.
3 Thy glories shine of wondrous size,

And wond'rous large thy grace ;
Immortal day breaks from thine eyes,

And Gabriel veils his face.

4 Thine essence is a vast abyss,

Which angels cannot sound,
An ocean of infinities,

Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 5 The myst'ries of creation lie

Beneath enlighten’d minds;
Thoughts can ascend above the sky,

And fly before the winds.
6 Reason may grasp the massy hills,

And stretch from pole to pole,
But half thy name our spirit fills,

And overloads our soul.
7 In vain our haughty reason swells,

For nothing's found in thee
But boundless inconceivables,

And vast eternity!



The Faithfulness of God. (C. M.)

1 M Y never-ceasing song shall show,

W The mercies of the Lord ;
And make succeeding ages know,

How faithful is his word.

2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce,

Shall firm as heav'n endure :
And if he speak a promise once,

Th' eternal grace is sure.

3 How long the race of David held,

The promis'd Jewish throne !
But there's a nobler cov'nant seald,

To David's greater Son.
4 His seed for ever shall possess,

A throne above the skies ;
The meanest subject of his grace,

Shall to that glory rise. 3 Lord God of hosts ! thy wondrous ways,

Are sung by saints above;
And saints on earth their honours raise,

To thine unchanging love.

19. Goďs unchangeable Love. (S. M.)

MOD of eternal love!

U How fickle are our ways ! And yet how oft did Isr’el prove,

Thy constancy of grace.
% They saw the wonders wrought,

And then thy praise they sung ;
But soon thy works of power forgot,

And murmur'd with their tongue. 3 Now they believe his word,

While rocks with rivers flow; Now, with their lusts provoke the Lord,

And he reduc'd them low. 4 Yet when they mourn'd their faults,

He hearken'd to their groans ; Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts,

And call'd them still his sons.


Their names were in his book,

He sav'd them from their foes ;
Oft he chastis'd, but ne'er forsook,

The people that he chose.
Let Isr'el bless the Lord,

Who lov'd their ancient race;
And Christians join the solemn word,

Amen, to all the praise.

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320. The same. (C. M.)
1 N UR God! how firm his promise.stani

E'en when he hides his face !
He trusts in our Redeemer's hands,

His glory and his grace. 2 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints,

Since Christ and we are one?
Thy God is faithful to his saints,

Is faithful to his Son.
3 Beneath his smiles, my heart has liv'd,

And part of heav'n possess'd ;
I praise his name for grace receiv'd,

And trust him for the rest.

321. The Faithfulness of God in his Promises. (C. 1 REGIN, my tongue, some heav'nly then

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

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

And sound his pow'r abroad :
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,

And the performing God.


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