BROOKFIELD L. M.

Thomas B. Southgate, 1855

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Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through; Thine eye com

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LORD Thou hast searched and seen me through;
Thine eye commands with piercing view

My rising and my resting hours,

My heart and flesh, with all their powers.

2 My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;

He knows the words I mean to speak,
Ere from my opening lips they break.

3 Within Thy circling power I stand;
On every side I find Thy hand:
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God.

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent, what lofty height!
My soul, with all the powers I boast,
Is in the boundless propect lost.

5 O may these thoughts possess my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there.

Isaac Watts, 1719

Praise Him, praise Him, Praise Him, praise Him, Praise the ever-last- ing King.

A-men.

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PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven,

To His feet thy tribute bring;

Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who, like me, His praise should sing?
Praise Him, praise Him,

Praise the everlasting King!

2 Praise Him for His grace and favor
To our fathers in distress;
Praise Him, still the same for ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless;
Praise Him, praise Him,
Glorious in His faithfulness!

3 Father-like, He tends and spares us,
Well our feeble frame He knows;
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes;
Praise Him, praise Him,
Widely as His mercy flows!

4 Angels, help us to adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face;
Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
Dwellers all in time and space,

Praise Him, praise Him,

Praise with us the God of grace!

Henry F. Lyte, 1834