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Unfathom'd depths Thy judgments are ;
The whole creation is Thy care.
With what assurance should the just
And saints to Thy protection trust!
To banquet on Thy love's repast;
Of joys that shall for ever last.
Thy presence is eternal day:
To upright hearts Thy truth display.
XXXVII. (II.) VEX not thy soul for men of pride :
Though long their earthly bliss abide, Let not thine envy rise. As grass in summer's fresh array, As flow'rs that fade ere close of day,
Man's glory blooms and dies.
Cast on the Lord thy load of care :
His succour shall sustain.
Thy faith as noon-day plain,
The Lord is still the good man's guide;
Gives gladness on his way;
Is still the good man's stay,