162.

H. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Faithfulness of God.

1 THE promises I sing,

Which sovereign love hath spoke;
Nor will th' eternal King

His words of grace revoke:

They stand secure

And steadfast still;

Not Zion's hill

Abides so sure.

2 The mountains melt away,
When once the Judge appears,
And sun and moon decay,
That measure mortal years;

But still the same,

In radiant lines

The promise shines

Through all the flame.

3 Their harmony shall sound
Through my attentive ears,

When thunders cleave the ground,

And dissipate the spheres:

'Midst all the shock I stand serene,

Of that dread scene,

Thy word my rock.

1 O LORD, our God, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!

The glories of thy heavenly state
Let every tongue proclaim.

2 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That thou shouldst visit him with grace,
And love his nature so?.

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3 That thine eternal Son should bear

To take a mortal form,

Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm?

4 Let him be crowned with majesty
Who bowed his head to death,
And be his honors sounded high
By all things that have breath.

5 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!

164.

The glories of thy heavenly state
Let all the earth proclaim.

S. M.

Divine Condescension.

1 O LORD, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;

WATTS.

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.

2 When to thy works on high

I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the evening skies,

3 When I survey the stars,

And all their shining forms,

Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?

4 Lord, what is worthless man,

That thou shouldst love him so?
Next to thine angels is he placed,
And lord of all below.

5 How rich thy bounties are,

How wondrous are thy ways,

That, from the dust, thy power should frame
A monument of praise!

165.

C. M.

TATE & BRADY.

God's Condescension.

1 O THOU, to whom all creatures bow

Within this earthly frame,

Through all the world, how great art thou!
How glorious is thy name!

2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high,
Employs my wondering sight,

The moon, that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light,

3 Lord, what is man, that thou shouldst choose To keep him in thy mind?

Or what his race, that thou shouldst
To them so wondrous kind?

4 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,

prove

Through all the world, how great art thou!
How glorious is thy name!

166.

C. M.

MONTGOMERY.

Truth and Goodness of God.

1 FAITHFUL, O Lord, thy mercies are,

A rock that cannot move;

A thousand promises declare
Thy constancy of love.

2 Thou waitest to be gracious still;
Thou dost with sinners bear,

That, saved, we may thy goodness feel.
And all thy grace declare.

3 Its streams the whole creation reach,
So plenteous is the store;

Enough for all, enough for each,
Enough forevermore.

4 Throughout the universe it reigns;
It stands forever sure;

And while thy truth, O God, remains,
Thy goodness shall endure.

167.

C. M.

God present with his People.

DRENNAN.

1 THE heaven of heavens cannot contain

The universal Lord;

Yet he in humble hearts will deign

To dwell and be adored.

2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice
Of fervent praise and prayer,
Or on the earth, or in the skies,
The God of heaven is there.

3 His presence is diffused abroad

Through realms and worlds unknown;
Who seek the mercies of our God
Are ever near his throne.

1 TO heaven I lift my waiting eyes; There all my hopes are laid;

WATTS.

The Lord, who built the earth and skies,
Is my perpetual aid.

2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall,
Whom he designs to keep;

His ear attends their humble call,
His eyes can never sleep.

3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure ;
Thy keeper is the Lord;

His wakeful eyes employ his power
For thine eternal guard.

4 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath,
Where thickest dangers come;

Go and return, secure from death,
Till God shall call thee home.

169.

C. M.

PITT.

God our Guardian.

1 ON God we build our sure defence;
In God our hopes repose;
His hand protects our varying life,
And guards us from our foes.

2 Our minds shall be serene and calm,
Like Siloa's peaceful flood,

Whose soft and silver streams refresh
The city of our God.

3 We to the mighty Lord of hosts
Securely will resort;

For refuge fly to Jacob's God,
Our succor and support.

170.

C. M.

TATE & BRADY.

God our Defence.

1 NO change of time shall ever shock
My trust, O Lord, in thee;

For thou hast always been my rock,
A sure defence to me.

2 Thou our deliverer art, O God;
Our trust is in thy power;

Thou art our shield from foes abroad,
Our safeguard, and our tower.

3 To thee will we address our prayer,
To whom all praise we owe;
O, may we, by thy watchful care,
Be saved from every foe.

4 Then let Jehovah be adored,
On whom our hopes depend;

For who, except the mighty Lord,
His people can defend?

171.

L. M.

ANON.

God a Rock.

1 WHEN thickly beat the storms of life,
And heavy is the chastening rod,
The soul, beyond the waves of strife,
Views the eternal rock. - her God.

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2 What hope dispels the spirit's gloom,
When sinking 'neath affliction's shock?
Faith, through the vista of the tomb,
Points to the everlasting rock.

3 Is there a man who cannot see

That joy and grief are from above?
O, let him humbly bend the knee,
And own his Father's chastening love.