1.

INFINITUDE.

St. Stephen's-Kent-Crediton.

C. M.

1 Some Seraph, lend your heavenly tongue, Or harp of golden string,

That we may raise a lofty song
To our eternal King.

2 Thy names, how infinite they be!
Great everlasting One!
Boundless thy might and majesty,
And unconfined thy throne!

3 Thy glories shine immensely bright;
Exhaustless is thy grace;

Immortal day breaks from thine eyes,
And Gabriel veils his face.

4 Thine essence is a vast abyss,
Which angels cannot sound,

2.

An ocean of infinities

Where all our thoughts are drowned.

UNSEARCHABLENESS.

New London-Solomon-Canterbury.

1 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of mortals bow,
And pay their praise to thee.

C. M.

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made:
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.

3 Nature and time quite naked lie
To thine immense survey,
From the formation of the sky
To the great burning day.

4 Eternity with all its years

Stands present in thy view:
To thee there's nothing old appears;
Great God! there's nothing new.

5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vexed with trifling cares;
While thine eternal Thought moves on
Thine undisturbed affairs.

6 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms, are we!
Let the whole race of mortals bow,
And pay their praise to thee.

3.

ETERNITY.

St. David's-Jerusalem.

C. M.

1 Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground; Stretch all thy thoughts abroad;

And rouse up every tuneful sound
To praise the eternal God.

2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread,
Jehovah filled his throne:

Ere man was formed, or angels made,
The Maker lived alone.

3 While like a tide our minutes flow,
The present and the past,
He fills his own immortal now,
And sees our ages waste.

4 His boundless years can ne'er decrease, But still maintain their prime:

4.

Eternity his dwelling-place,
And evermore his time.

OMNIPRESENCE (Job xxvi. 6).

St Gregory's Winchester Old-St James.
1 Who can resist th' Almighty arm
That made the starry sky?
Or who elude the certain glance
Of God's all-seeing eye?

C. M.

2 From him no cov'ring veils our crimes; Hell opens to his sight;

And all Destruction's secret snares
Lie full disclosed in light.

3 While nature's universal frame
Its Maker's power reveals,

His throne, remote from mortal eyes,
An awful cloud conceals.

4 From where the rising day ascends, To where it sets in night,

He compasses the floods with bounds, And checks their threat'ning might. 5 Few of his works can we survey;

5.

These few our skill transcend: But the full thunder of his power What heart can comprehend?

TRUTH AND POWER.

C. M.

Artaxerxes-Handel's Seventy-Third-Tottenham.

1 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing,
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal King.

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad,
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.

3 Proclaim, "Salvation from the Lord,
"For wretched dying men;"

His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.

4 Engraved as in eternal brass

The mighty promise shines;

Nor can the powers of darkness raze
Those everlasting lines.

5 His every word of grace is strong,
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along,
Speaks all the promises.

6 He said, "Let the wide heaven be spread,"
And heaven was stretched abroad:
"Abraham, I'll be thy God," he said,
And he was Abraham's God.

7 O might I hear thy heavenly tongue
But whisper, "Thou art mine!"

6.

Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

GREATNESS AND GOODNESS.

St. Mirren's-Burton-Burnett.

1 How great a being, Lord, is thine,
Which doth all beings keep!
Thy knowledge is the only line
To sound so vast a deep.

2 Thou art a sea without a shore,
A sun without a sphere;
Thy time is now and evermore,
Thy place is everywhere.

C. M.

3 How good art thou, whose goodness is
Our parent, nurse, and guide;

Whose streams do water paradise,
And all the earth beside.