Part 16 (1/2)
1 High in the heavens, eternal G.o.d, Thy goodness in full glory s.h.i.+nes; Thy truth shall break thro' every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs.
2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast thy bounty share; The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care.
4 My G.o.d! how excellent thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs!
The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of thy wings.
5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste.
6 Life, like a fountain rich and free Springs from the presence of the Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word.
Psalm 36:2. 1 2 5 6 7 9 C. M.
Practical atheism exposed; or, The being and attributes of G.o.d a.s.serted.
1 While men grow bold in wicked ways!
And yet a G.o.d they own, My heart within me often says, ”Their thoughts believe there's none.”
2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare (Whate'er their lips profess) G.o.d hath no wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek his grace.
3 What strange self-flattery blinds their eyes!
But there's an hastening hour When they shall see with sore surprise The terrors of thy power.
4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Tho' mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep unfathom'd sea.
5 Above the heavens' created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds, Where time and nature end.
6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy children choose to rest.
7 [From thee, when creature-streams run low, And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow, And raise our pleasures high.
8 Tho' all created light decay, And death close up our eyes Thy presence makes eternal day Where clouds can never rise.]
Psalm 36:3. 1-7. S. M.
The wickedness of man, and the majesty of G.o.d; or. Practical atheism exposed.
1 When man grows bold in sin My heart within me cries, ”He hath no faith of G.o.d within, Nor fear before his eyes.”
2 [He walks awhile conceal'd In a self-flattering dream, Till his dark crimes at once reveal'd Expose his hateful name.]
3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair; Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there.
4 He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil; He sets his heart, and hand, and head, To practise all that's ill.
5 But there's a dreadful G.o.d, Tho' men renounce his fear; His justice hid behind the cloud Shall one great day appear.
6 His truth transcends the sky; In heaven his mercies dwell; Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to h.e.l.l.