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ORD 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 ( 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

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3 Whose grace is all unsearchable,

Whose care for me no tongue can tell,
Who lov'st my loudest praise to hear
And lov'st to bless my voiceless prayer.

Said to be from the Greek, tr, anon. c. 1890

BENEDIC ANIMA 8. 7. 8. 7. 8.7.

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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

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