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Foaming at heaven, they rage with wild com

motion, But heaven's high arches scorn the swelling

ocean.

3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods, be still,

And the mad world submissive to His will;
Built on His truth, His Church must ever

stand;
Firm are His promises and strong His hand;
With awe, great God, we now appear before
Thee,

[Thee. Bow at Thy footstool, and with fear adore

ISAAC WATTS. 1709.

1006 Thy right hand, o Lord, is glorious in

power.—Exod. 15. 6. 1 0

GOD! Thy power is wonderful,

Thy glory passing bright;
Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep,

A rapture to the sight.
2 Thy justice is the gladdest thing

Creation can behold;
Thy tenderness so meek, it wins

The guilty to be bold.
3 Yet more than all, and evermore,

Should we, Thy creatures, bless,
Most worshipful of attributes,

Thine awful holiness.
4 There's not a craving in the mind

Thou dost not meet and still ;
There's not a wish the heart can have

Which Thou dost not fulfil.

5 All things that have been, all that are,

All things that can be dreamed,
All possible creations, made,

Kept faithful, or redeemed, 6 All these

may

draw upon Thy power,
Thy mercy may command;
And still outflows Thy silent sea,

Immutable and grand.
7 O little heart of mine! shall pain

Or sorrow make thee moan,
When all this God is all for thee,
A Father all thine own?

F. W. FABER: 1840.

C.M.
The Lord is

,
above all gods. —Ps. 95. 3.
1 Y God, how wonderful Thou art !

Thy majesty how bright!
How beautiful Thy mercy-seat,

In depths of burning light!
2 How dread are Thine eternal years,

O everlasting Lord,
By prostrate spirits day and night

Incessantly adored.
3 How wonderful, how beautiful,

The sight of Thee must be,
Thine endless wisdom, boundless power,

And awful purity!
4 Yet I may love Thee, too, O Lord,

Almighty as Thou art,
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor

heart.
5 No earthly father loves like Thee,

No mother, e'er so mild,

MY

O . and true,

Bears and forbears as Thou hast done

With me, Thy sinful child.
6 Father of Jesus, love's Reward,

What rapture will it be
Prostrate before Thy throne to lie,
And gaze and gaze on Thee !

F. W. FABER. 1840.

L.M. 1008 Hereby perceive we the love of God.

1 John 3. 16. 1

Eternal and yet ever new;
Uncomprehended and unbought,

Beyond all knowledge and all thought. 2 O love of God, how deep and great!

Far deeper than man's deepest hate;
Self-fed, self-kindled, like the light,

Changeless, eternal, infinite.
3 O heavenly love, how precious still,

In days of weariness and ill !
In nights of pain and helplessness,

To heal, to comfort, and to bless!
4 O wide-embracing, wondrous love!

We read thee in the sky above;
We read thee in the earth below,

In seas that swell and streams that flow, 5 We read thee best in Him who came

To bear for us the cross of shame;
Sent by the Father from on high,

Our life to live, our death to die.
6 We read thy power to bless and save

E'en in the darkness of the grave;
Still more in resurrection light
We read the fulness of thy might.

O love of God! our shield and stay,
Through all the perils of our way;
Eternal love, in thee we rest,
For ever safe, for ever blest!

H. BONAR. 1857.

1009 And one cried unto another, and said, Holy,

holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts. — Isa. 6. 3.

ROUND

66

1 POUND the Lord, in glory seated,

Cherubim and Seraphim
Filled His temple and repeated
Each to each the alternate hymn :
“ Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven;

Earth is with its fulness stored ;
Unto Thee be glory given,

Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!” 2 Heaven is still with glory ringing,

Earth takes up the angels' cry,
Holy, Holy, Holy,” singing,
“ Lord of hosts, the Lord most high.”
“ Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven;

Earth is with its fulness stored ;
Unto Thee be glory given,

Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!”
3 With His seraph train before Him,

With His holy Church below.
Thus conspire we to adore Hin
Bid we thus our anthem flow;
“ Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven;

Earth is with its fulness stored ;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!”

RICHARD MANT. 1837. L.M.

1010 The earth is full of the goodness of the Lord.

Ps. 33. 5.

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.

TRIT

2 Through nature's works its glories shine;

The cares of Providence are Thine ;
And grace erects our ruined 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 reverend 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 Ye saints, with joy the theme pursue,

Its sweetest notes belong to you ;
Called by your condescer ding King,
For ever round His throre to sing.

PHILIP DODDRIDGE. 1755.

L.M. 1011

the Lord God is a sun and shield : the Lord will give grace and glory : no good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.-Ps. 84. 11. 1 ORD of all being, throned afar,

Thy glory flames from sun and star :
Centre and soul of every sphere,
Yet to each loving heart how near !

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