The secret evil bring to light, 7 If e'er my ways have been perverse, Recall my steps to thy commands, 92. L. M. The all-seeing God. Ps. cxxxix. 1 LORD! thou hast searched and seen me thro'; He knows the words I mean to speak, 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! 7 Or should I try to shun thy sight 8 O may these thoughts possess my breast, 93. C. M. The universal Presence and Providence of God. 1 GREAT God, how vast is thine abode ! Mysterious are thy ways! Unseen thy footsteps in the air, And trackless in the seas. 2 Yet, the whole peopled world bespeaks 3 Nor all the peopled world alone, 4 The howling wind, the beating rain, 5 Through all creation's widest range, Universal Goodness of God. 1 LORD! thou art good: all nature shows Thy bounty through creation flows, 2 The whole, and every part, proclaims Its shines in stars, and flows in streams, 3 We view it o'er the spreading main, 4 Long hath it been diffused abroad, But still keeps flowing on. 5 Through the vast whole it pours supplies, 6 My highest admiration raise, Employ my tongue in songs of praise, 95. L. M. The Divine Goodness. Ps. xxxiv. 8, 9. 1 TRIUMPHANT, Lord! thy goodness reigns Through all the wide celestial plains; And its full streams redundant flow Down to the abodes of men below. 2 Through nature's works thy glories shine; The cares of providence are thine : And thou hast raised within our frame, A fairer temple to thy name. 3 O give to every human heart, To taste and feel how good thou art; With grateful love and reverent fear, To know how blest thy children are. 4 Let nature burst into a song : Ye echoing hills, the notes prolong! Earth, seas, and stars, your anthems raise, All vocal with your Maker's praise ! 5 Join, O my soul! the general song, To thee its sweetest notes belong; Blest above all by love divine, To praise is eminently thine. 96. C. M. God's Foreknowledge and Decrees. 1 KEEP silence, all created things, And own your Maker's nod; My soul stands trembling, while she sings 2 Life, death and hell, and worlds unknown, 3 Unnumbered ages, ere the skies Whate'er through endless years should rise, Stood present to his thought. 4 His mighty voice bade ancient night Her endless realms resign; And lo! ten thousand globes of light 5 There's not a sparrow nor a worm 6 If light attend the course we go, 8 Be this alone our fervent prayer; Or joys or sorrows, may they form 97. C. M. God, the Creator. Gen. i. 1 O LORD, how excellent thy name ! 2 When formless was the earth and void, 3 The glorious firmament he spread And fixed yon radiant orbs to shine |