5 From dust and cottages obscure His grace exalts the humble poor; Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 46. S. M. Dr. Watts. God's Sovereignty and Goodness. Ps. viii. Thy glories round the earth are spread, 2 When to thy works on high, I raise my wond'ring eyes, 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, 4 Lord, what is worthless man! 5 Thine honours crown his head, o How rich thy bounties are! Of dust and worms thy pow'r can frame 47. L. M. Dr. Watts. The Greatness of God. Psalm exliv. 'M'shall fill the remnant of my days; Y God, my King, thy various praise 3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim; 4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine; Let Britain round her shores proclaim 48. C. M. Dr. Watts. Psalm cxlv. 1-17, 11-13. ONG as I live I'll bless thy name 1L My King, my God of Love; My work and joy shall be the saine 2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown, I'll sing the honours of thy thron 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue! The men that hear my sacred song 4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date The world is manag'd by thy hands, 1 49. L. M. God the proper Object of Praise. Y Attempt great praise: But O what tongue can speak his fame! 4 In all our Maker's vast designs, His works, through all this wondrous frame, Bear the great impress of his name. 5 Rais'd on devotion's lofty wing, Our souls his high perfections sing; O let his praise employ our tongues, And list'ning worlds approve the songs! 50. S. M. Dr. Watts. God's awful Power and Goodness. How matchless is his pow'r! Tremble, O earth, beneath his word, 2 Let proud imperious kings Bow low before his throne! 3 Above the skies he reigns, 4 Yet, everlasting God! We love to speak thy praise: 5 The arms of mighty love And heav'nly mercy walls us round 6 Salvation to the King That sits enthron'd above: 51. C. M. The IIoliness of God. Isa. viii. 13. 1 JOLY and reverend is the name HOLY Of our eternal King: Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry, 2 Holy is he in all his works, And truth is his delight; But sinners and their wicked ways Lift with thy hands a holy heart 4 With sacred awe pronounce his name, 5 Thou holy God! preserve my soul The pure in heart are thy delight, 52. L. M. Mr. Eeddome. The Wisdom of God. Wuous passions, all be still, WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will, Nor let a murmuring thought arise, Ilis ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 Ile, in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals; But though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 1 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 53. L. M. Dr. Watts. The all-seeing God. Psalm cxxxix. 16. LORD, thou hast search'd and seen me thro', My heart and flesh, with all their pow'rs! 5 O may these thoughts possess my breast, Nor let my weaker passions dare 'Consent to sin, for God is there.' 54. L. M. Dr. Watts. Omniscience of God. Psalm cxxxix. 11, 12. veil of night is no disguise, 17 THE No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades, as blazing noon. 2 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God! they're both alike to thee Not death can hide what God will spy, And hei! lies nared to his eye! |