2 He formed the seas, and formed the hills,
Made every drop and every dust,
Nature and time, with all their wheels,
And pushed them into motion first.
3 Now, from his high, imperial throne,
He looks far down upon the spheres ;
He bids the shining orbs roll on,

And round he turns the hasty years.
4 Thus shall this moving engine last,
Till all his saints are gathered in;
Then for the trumpet's dreadful blast
To shake it all to dust again!

5 Yet, when the sound shall tear the skies, And lightning burn the globe below, Saints, you may lift your joyful eyes ; There's a new heaven and earth for you.

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The Perfections of God.

WATTS.

1 BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God,
Our spirits bow before thy seat;
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worship at thine awful feet.

2 Thy power hath formed, thy wisdom sways
All nature with a sovereign word;
And the bright world of stars obeys
The will of their superior Lord.

3 Mercy and truth unite in one,

And smiling sit at thy right hand;

Eternal justice guards thy throne,

And vengeance waits thy dread command.

4 A thousand seraphs, strong and bright,
Stand round the glorious Deity;
But who, amongst the sons of light,
Pretends comparison with thee?

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The Divine Perfections.

WATTS.

1 HOW shall I praise the eternal God,
That Infinite Unknown?

Who can ascend his high abode,
Or venture near his throne?

2 The great Invisible! he dwells
Concealed in dazzling light;
But his all-searching eye reveals
The secrets of the night.

3 Those watchful eyes, that never sleep,
Survey the world around;

His wisdom is a boundless deep,
Where all our thoughts are drowned.

4 Speak we of strength? his arm is strong,
To save or to destroy;
Infinite years his life prolong,
And endless is his joy.

5 He knows no shadow of a change,
Nor alters his decrees;

Firm as a rock his truth remains,
To guard his promises.

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God's Power and Goodness.

1 O, THE Almighty Lord,

WATTS.

How matchless is his power!
Tremble, O earth, beneath his word,
While all the heavens adore.

2 Let proud, imperious kings

Bow low before his throne;
Crouch to his feet, ye haughty things,
Or he shall tread you down.

3 Yet, everlasting God,

We love to speak thy praise;
Thy sceptre's equal to thy rod,
The sceptre of thy grace.

4 Salvation to the King

That sits enthroned above!

Thus we adore the God of might,
And bless the God of love.

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WATTS.

God's Power and Goodness. Ps. 66.

1 SING, all ye nations, to the Lord,
Sing with a joyful noise;

With melody of sound record
His honors and your joys.

2 Say to the Power that shakes the sky, "How terrible art thou!

"Sinners before thy presence fly,
"Or at thy feet they bow."

3 0, bless our God, and never cease;
Ye saints, fulfil his praise;

He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.

4 Lord, thou hast proved our suffering souls, To make our graces shine;

So silver bears the burning coals,

The metal to refine.

5 Through watery deeps and fiery ways,
We march at thy command;
Led to possess the promised place
By thine unerring hand.

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WATTS.

The Vengeance and Compassion of God. Ps. 68.

1 LET God arise in all his might,
And put the troops of hell to flight,
As smoke that sought to cloud the skies
Before the rising tempest flies.

2 He rides and thunders through the sky;
His name Jehovah sounds on high;
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before his face.

3 The widow and the fatherless
Fly to his aid in sharp distress;
In him the poor and helpless find
A Judge that's just, a Father kind.

4 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong;
Crown him, ye nations, in your song;
His wondrous names and powers rehearse;
His honors shall enrich your verse.

5 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest;
He's your defence, your joy, your rest;
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.

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TATE & BRADY.

Ps. 33.

1 LET all the just to God, with joy, Their cheerful voices raise;

For well the righteous it becomes

To sing glad songs of praise; 2 For faithful is the word of God; His works with truth abound; He justice loves, and all the earth Is with his goodness crowned.

3 By his almighty word, at first,

Heaven's glorious arch was reared;
And all the beauteous hosts of light
At his command appeared.

4 The swelling floods, together rolled,
He makes in heaps to lie,
And lays, as in a storehouse safe,
The watery treasure by.

5 Let earth, and all that dwell therein,
Before him trembling stand;

For, when he spake the word, 'twas made; 'Twas fixed at his command.

6 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees,
Shall stand forever sure;

The settled purpose of his heart
To ages shall endure.