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4 There's not a plant or flower below, But makes thy glories known; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from thy throne.
120. L. M. Mrs. Gilman.
G.o.d our Father.
1 Is there a lone and dreary hour, When worldly pleasures lose their power?
My Father! let me turn to thee, And set each thought of darkness free.
2 Is there a time of rus.h.i.+ng grief, Which scorns the prospect of relief?
My Father! break the cheerless gloom, And bid my heart its calm resume.
3 Is there an hour of peace and joy, When hope is all my soul's employ?
My Father! still my hopes will roam, Until they rest with thee, their home.
4 The noontide blaze, the midnight scene, The dawn, or twilight's sweet serene, The glow of life, the dying hour, Shall own my Father's grace and power.
121. 10s. M. Mme. Guion.
G.o.d Incomprehensible.
1 Almighty Former of creation's plan, Faintly reflected in thine image, man; Holy and just,--the greatness of whose name Rules and supports this universal frame:--
2 Whose spirit fills the infinitude of s.p.a.ce,-- Who art thyself thine own vast dwelling place;-- Soul of our soul, whom yet no sense of ours Discerns, eluding our most active powers:--
3 Encircling shades attend thine awful throne, That veil thy face, and keep thee still unknown; Unknown, though dwelling in our inmost part, Lord of the thoughts, and Sovereign of the heart!
122. C. M. Wallace.
G.o.d seen in his Works.
1 There's not a star whose twinkling light Illumes the distant earth, And cheers the solemn gloom of night, But goodness gave it birth.
2 There's not a cloud whose dews distil Upon the parching clod, And clothe with verdure vale and hill, That is not sent by G.o.d.
3 There's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found; For G.o.d is everywhere.
4 Around, within, below, above, Wherever s.p.a.ce extends, There Heaven displays its boundless love, And power with goodness blends.
123. C. M. Watts.
G.o.d the Creator.
1 Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise; Thee all thy creatures sing: While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace, ring.
2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky!
How glorious to behold!
Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And decked with sparkling gold.
3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight.
4 Almighty power, and equal skill, s.h.i.+ne through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder, G.o.d.
124. S. M. Mrs. Steele.
G.o.d, our Creator and Benefactor.
1 My Maker and my King!
To thee my all I owe: Thy sovereign bounty is the spring, From whence my blessings flow.
2 Thou ever good and kind!
A thousand reasons move, A thousand obligations bind My heart to grateful love.
3 The creature of thy hand, On thee alone I live: My G.o.d! thy benefits demand More praise than tongue can give.
4 O let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; Let all my powers to thee aspire, And all my days be thine.
125. L. M. Watts.
The Good Providence of G.o.d. Ps. 36.
1 High in the heavens, eternal G.o.d!
Thy goodness in full glory s.h.i.+nes; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs.
2 Forever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
