Then, be they many, be they few,
Thy grace will bear us safely through
Beyond the reach of tears.

L.M.

H. F. LYTE. 1834.

1003 The high and lofty One that inhabiteth

eternity.--Isa. 57. 15.

1 ПTERNAL Power, whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God;
Infinite length beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds:
2 Thee while the first Archangel sings,
He hides his face beneath his wings;
And ranks of shining ones around
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground.
3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too:
From sin and dust to Thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High.
4 Earth from afar has heard Thy fame,
And we have learned to lisp Thy name;
But oh! the glories of Thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.
5 God is in heaven, and men below;
Be short our tunes, our words be few;
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.
ISAAC WATTS. 1709.

C.M.

1004 This God is our God, for ever and ever.

Ps. 48. 14.

1 THROUGH endless years Thou art the same,

Thou eternal

Åges to come shall know Thy Name,
And spread Thy praise abroad.

2 The strong foundations of the earth
Of old by Thee were laid,

By Thee the beauteous arch of heaven
With matchless skill was made:

3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things,
Formed by Thy powerful hand,
Be like a vesture laid aside,

Or changed at Thy command.

4 But Thine eternal state, O Lord,
No length of time shall waste;
Thy power and goodness, truth and grace,
From age to age shall last.

5 Thou to the children of Thy saints
Shalt endless blessings give;

They in their fathers' God shall trust,
And in Thy presence live.

TATE AND BRADY. 1696.

10.10.10.10.11.11.

1005 The Lord reigneth: He is clothed with

THE

majesty.-Ps. 93. 1.

1 THE Lord of Glory reigns, He reigns on high;

His robes of state are strength and majesty;
This wide creation rose at His command,
Built by His word, and 'stablished by His
hand;

Long stood His throne ere He began creation,
And His own Godhead is the firm foundation.

2 God is the eternal King; Thy foes in vain Raise their rebellions to confound Thy reign; In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise And roar, and toss their waves against the skies;

Foaming at heaven, they rage with wild commotion,

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

C.M.

ISAAC WATTS. 1709.

1006 Thy right hand, O Lord, is glorious in

1

0

power.-Exod. 15. 6.

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.

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?

C.M.

F. W. FABER: 1840.

1007 The Lord is a great God, and a great King

above all gods.-Ps. 95. 3.

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,

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!

L.M.

F. W. FABER. 1840.

1008 Hereby perceive we the love of God.

1

1 John 3. 16.

LOVE of God! how strong and true,
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.