LANGE.

But in its light my soul can see Some feature of the Deity.

1 UNCHANGEABLE, all-perfect Lord,
Essential life's unbounded Sea,
What lives and moves, lives by thy word:
It lives, and moves, and is, from thee.

2 High is thy power above all height;
Whate'er thy will decrees is done;
Thy wisdom, holiness, and might
Can by no finite mind be known.

3 Thine, Lord, is holiness alone;
Justice and truth before thee stand;
Yet, nearer to thy sacred throne,
Love ever dwells at thy right hand.

4 And to thy love, and ceaseless care,
Father, this light, this breath, we owe;
And all we have, and all we are,
From thee, great Source of Life, doth
flow.

WATTS

192. Divine Protection. Ps. 121.
1 Up to the hills I lift my eyes,
The eternal hills beyond the skies:
Thence all her help my soul derives ;
There my Almighty Refuge lives.

2 He lives, the everlasting God,

That built the world, that spread the flood; The heavens with all their hosts he made, And the dark regions of the dead. 3 He guides our feet, he guards our way; His morning smiles bless all the day; He spreads the evening veil, and keeps The silent hours while Israel sleeps.

1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
IIis presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord! art with me still:

Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me thro' the dreadful shade.

The ocean looketh up to heaven

And mirrors every star;

8 The green earth sends her incense up From many a mountain shrine:

From folded leaf and dewy cup
She pours her sacred wine.

4 The blue sky is the temple's arch;
Its transept, earth and air;
The music of its starry march
The chorus of a prayer.

5 So nature keeps the reverent frame With which her years began; And all her signs and voices shame The prayerless heart of man.

Within us and around,

Are pages in that book, to show

How God himself is found.

3 The glorious sky, embracing all,
Is like the Maker's love,
Wherewith encompassed, great and small
In peace and order move.

4 Two worlds are ours: 'tis only sin Forbids us to descry

The mystic heaven and earth within,
Plain as the sea and sky.

5 Thou who hast given us eyes to see
And love this sight so fair,
Give us a heart to find out thee,
And read thee everywhere.