2 The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear,
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.
4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
O, let our land aloud proclaim
The sound and honor of thy name.
5 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise,
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and labor of their tongue.
6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable thy ways,
Vast and immortal be thy praise.
God supreme and self-sufficient.
1 WHAT is our God, or what his name,
Nor men can learn, nor angels teach;
He dwells concealed in radiant flame,
Where neither eyes nor thoughts 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 spoke the wondrous word, and, lo,
Creation rose at his command!
Whirlwinds and seas their limits know,
Bound in the hollow of his hand.
4 There rests the earth, there roll the spheres,
There Nature leans, and feels her prop;
But his own self-sufficience bears
The weight of his own glories up.
5 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.
1 YE weak inhabitants of clay,
Ye trifling insects of a day,
Low in your native dust bow down,
Before the Eternal's awful throne.
2 With trembling heart, with solemn eye,
Behold Jehovah seated high;
And search, what worthy sacrifice
Your hands can give, your thoughts devise.
3 Let Lebanon her cedars bring,
To blaze before the sovereign King,
And all the beasts, that on it feed,
As victims at his altar bleed.
4 Loud let ten thousand trumpets sound,
And call remotest nations round,
Assembled on the crowded plains,
Princes and people, kings and swains.
5 Joined with the living, let the dead,
Rising, the face of earth o'erspread ;
And, while his praise unites their tongues,
Let angels echo back the songs.
6 The drop that from the bucket falls,
The dust that hangs upon the scales,
Is more to sky, and earth, and sea,
Than all this pomp, O God, to thee.
The Power and Majesty of God. Ps. 89.
1 WITH reverence let the saints appear,
And bow before the Lord,
His high commands with reverence hear,
And tremble at his word.
2 How terrible thy glories be!
How bright thine armies shine! Where is the power that vies with thee, Or truth, compared to thine?
3 The northern pole and southern rest
On thy supporting hand;
Darkness and day, from east to west,
Move round at thy command.
4 Thy words the raging wind control,
And rule the boisterous deep;
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows sleep.
5 Justice and judgment are thy throne,
Yet wondrous is thy grace,
While truth and mercy, joined in one,
Invite us near thy face.
The Majesty of God. Ps. 29.
10 YE, the sons of mighty ones,
Give to the Lord on high,
All glory to Jehovah give,
And boundless potency.
2 The voice is full of power, which sounds
Forth from the Lord on high;
Jehovah's mighty voice is full
Of glorious majesty.
3 See how Jehovah's voice at once
The shivering cedars tears!
See how the Lord the cedars breaks
Which Lebanon high rears!
4 Jehovah's voice strikes flames of fire,
And scatters them around;
Jehovah's voice the desert makes
To tremble with the sound.
5 With glares of lightning through the dark
He makes the forests bare;
But his full glory he within
His temple doth declare.
6 The Lord sits on the flood as King;
The Lord's reign ne'er shall cease;
The Lord will give his people strength;
The Lord will bless with peace.
God's Majesty and Sovereignty.
1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns;
His throne is built on high;
The garments he assumes
Are light and majesty:
His glories shine
With beams so bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the sight.
2 The thunders of his hand
Keep the wide world in awe;
His wrath and justice stand
To guard his holy law :
And where his love
Resolves to bless,
His truth confirms
And seals the grace.
3 And can this mighty King
Of glory condescend?
And will he write his name
"My Father and my Friend"?
I love his name,
I love his word;
Join, all my powers,
And praise the Lord.
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