3. Like floods the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies;
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high;
At Thy rebuke the billows die.
4. Forever shall Thy throne endure;
Thy promise stands forever sure;
And everlasting holiness
Becomes the dwelling of Thy grace.,
1. WITH glory clad, with strength arrayed,
The Lord that o'er all nature reigns,
The world's foundation strongly laid,
And the vast fabric still sustains.
2. How sure established is Thy throne!
Which shall no change or period see;
For Thou, O Lord, and Thou alone,
Art God from all eternity.
3. The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice,
And toss the troubled waves on high;
But God above can still their noise,
And make the angry sea comply.
1. LORD, Thou hast searched and seen me through;
Thine eye commands, with piercing view,
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh, with all their powers.
2. My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to speak
Ere from my opening lips they break.
3. Within Thy circling power I stand;
On every side I find Thy hand;
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God.
4. Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My soul, with all the powers I boast,
Is in the boundless prospect lost. ·
5. O, may these thoughts possess my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest,
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there.
1. WHAT is our God, or what His name,
Nor men can learn, nor angels teach;
He dwells concealed in radiant flame,
Where neither eye nor thought can reach.
2. The spacious worlds of heavenly light,
Compared with Him, how short they fall!
They are too dark, and He too bright;
Nothing are they, and God is all.
3. He spake the wondrous word, and lo!
Creation rose at His command:
Whirlwinds and seas their limits know,
Bound in the hollow of His hand.
4. The tide of creatures ebbs and flows,
Measuring their changes by the moon:
No ebb His sea of glory knows;
His age is one eternal noon.
5. Then fly, my song, an endless round;
The lofty tune let angels raise :
All nature dwell upon the sound;
But we can ne'er fulfill the praise.
1. KINGDOMS and thrones to God belong;
Crown Him, ye nations, in your song;
His wondrous names and powers rehearse;
His honors shall enrich your verse.
2. He shakes the heavens with loud alarms;
How terrible is God in arms!
In Israel are His mercies known,
Israel is His peculiar throne.
3. Proclaim Him king, pronounce him blest;
He's your defense, your joy, your rest;
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.
1. FAIREST of all the lights above,
Thou sun whose beams adorn the spheres,
And with unwearied swiftness move
To form the circles of our years-
2. Praise the Creator of the skies,
That dressed thine orb in golden rays;
Or may the sun forget to rise
If he forget his Maker's praise.
3. Ye twinkling stars, who gild the skies
When darkness has its curtains drawn,
Who keep your watch with wakeful eyes,
When business, cares, and day are gone→
4. Proclaim the glories of your Lord,
Dispersed through all the heavenly street,
Whose boundless treasures can afford
So rich a pavement for His feet.
5. O God of glory, God of Love!
Thou art the sun that makes our days;
With all Thy shining works above,
Let earth and dust attempt Thy praise.
1. THE mighty God who rolls the spheres,
And storm, and fire, and hail prepares,
And guides this vast machine;
His powerful hand our life sustains,
And scatters all those joys and pains
That fill this checkered scene.
2. His piercing eye at once surveys
Where thousand suns and systems blaze,"
And where the sparrow falls;
While seraphs tune their harps on high,
His ear attends the softest cry,
When human misery calls.
3. Eternal God! who shall not fear,
And trust, and love with soul sincere,
Thy awful, glorious name?
While man, Thy creature, swift decays,
Time has no measure for Thy days,
Nor limit for Thy fame.
1. ALTHOUGH the vine its fruit deny,
The budding fig-trees droop and die,
No oil the olives yield,
Yet will I trust me in my God,
Yea, bend rejoicing to His rod,
And by His grace be heal'd.
2. Though fields, in verdure once array'd
By whirlwinds desolate be laid,
Or parch'd by scorching beam;
Still in the Lord shall be my trust,
My joy; for, though His frown is just,
His mercy is supreme.
3. Though from the fold the flock decay,
Though herds lie famish'd o'er the lea,
And round the empty stall;
My soul above the wreck shall rise,
Its better joys are in the skies;
There God is all in all.
4. In God my strength, howe'er distrest,
I yet will hope, and calmly rest,
Nay, triumph in His love:
My ling'ring soul, my tardy feet,
Free as the hind He makes, and fleet,
To speed my course above.
1. COME, ye that know and fear the Lord!
And raise your souls above;
Let every heart and voice accord
To sing that God is love.
2. This precious truth His word declares,
And all His mercies prove;
While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears,
To show that God is love.
3. Behold His loving-kindness waits
For those who from Him rove,
And calls for mercy reach their hearts,
To teach them-God is love.
4. The work begun is carried on,
By power from heaven above;
And every step, from first to last,
Proclaims that God is love.
5. Oh! may we all, while here below,
This best of blessings prove;
Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,
Shall shout that God is love.
1. THE Lord our God is full of might,
The winds obey His will;
He speaks, and, in His heavenly height,
The rolling sun stands still.
2. Rebel, ye waves! and o'er the land,
With threatening aspect roar;
The Lord uplifts His awful hand,
And chains you to the shore.
3. Howl, winds of night! your force combine;
Without His high behest
Ye shall not, in the mountain-pine,
Disturb the sparrow's nest.
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