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4 Each golden hour of beaming light
Is gilded by thy rays;
A present God surveys.
5 Full in thy view through life I pass,
And in thy view I die;
Shall find my God is nigh.
God's Fidelity to his Promises.
The promises I sing
Which sovereign love hath spoke ;
His words of grace revoke;
The mountains melt away
When once the Judge appears,
That measure mortal years ;
The promise shines In radiant lines, Through all the flame.
3 Their harmony shall sound
Through mine attentive ears,
And dissipate the spheres ;
In awful glory holds his seat ;
2 He chides the sea, — and it is dry!
He smites the streams, - they waste away!
3 The mountains shake beneath his look ;
Hills melt, - earth's old foundations burn : What might can stand his fierce rebuke, Which bids the rocks to overturn!
4 How safe are they who trust his power,
Who fix their hearts and hopes above!
GREAT God, how infinite art thou !
How frail and weak are we !
And pay their praise to thee.
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made:
Were all the nations dead.
3 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view;
Great God! there's nothing new.
And vexed with trifling cares, While thine eternal thought moves on
Thine undisturbed affairs.
5 Great God, how infinite art thou !
How frail and weak are we!
And pay their praise to thee.
192. WESLEY'S COL.
Through varied deaths my soul has led,
Or lifted up my sinking head!
Thy ruling providence I see:
And still direct my paths to thee. 3 Whither, O whither should I fly,
But to my loving Father's breast,
And safe beneath thy wings to rest ? 4 I have no skill the snare to shun,
But thou, O God! my wisdom art;
5 Foolish and impotent and blind,
Lead me a way I have not known;
8 & 78. M.
SPIRIT OF THE PSALM) God our Almighty Help. Psalm 127. 1 Vainly, through night's weary hours,
Keep we watch lest foes alarm; Vain our bulwarks and our towers,
But for God's protecting arm. 2 Vain were all our toil and labor,
Did not God that labor bless; Vain without his grace and favor
Every talent we possess. 3 Vainer still the hope of heaven,
That on human strength relies; But to him shall help be given
Who in humble faith applies.
4 Seek we then the Lord's anointed,
He shall grant us peace and rest; Ne'er was suppliant disappointed
Who through Christ his prayer addressed
Universal Goodness of God.
i LORD, thou art good! all nature shows
Its mighty Author kind:
Full, free, and unconfined.
. The whole in every part proclaims
Thy infinite good-will;
And bursts from every hill.
And heavens which spread more wide; It drops in gentle showers of rain,
And rolls in every tide. 4 Long hath it been diffused abroad,
Through ages past and gone; Nor ever can exhausted be,
But still keeps flowing on. 5 Through the whole earth it pours supplies,
Spreads joy through every part: O may such love attract my eyes,
And captivate my heart!
My best affections move!
And fill my heart with love!
In work and worship so divine.
His favors claim thy highest praise;