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ADORATION AND PRAISE.
From sin and dust to thee we cry,
The great, the holy, and the high !
4 Earth from afar has heard the fame,
And worms have learned to lisp thy name;
But, Oh ! the glories of thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.
5 God is in heaven and man below ;
Be short our tunes, our words be few ;
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.
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Divine perfection.
1 REAT God ! thy glories shall employ
'-J My holy fear, my humble joy;
My lips in songs of honor bring
Their tribute to th’ eternal King.
2 Earth, and the stars, and worlds unknown,
Depend precarious on his throne ;
All nature hangs upon his word,
And grace and glory own the Lord.
3 Th’ eternal law before him stands;
His justice, with impartial hands,
Divides to all their due reward,
Or by the sceptre or the sword.
4 His mercy, like a boundless sea,
Washes our load of guilt away ;
Whiie his own Son came down and died,
T’ engage his justice on our side.
5 Each of his words demands my faith ;
My soul can rest on all he saith ;
His truth inviolable keeps
The largest promise of his lips.
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